"Dasu, you'd better put on your furs!" the soldier said to Hei Te Changzhi: "It's snowing outside and the wind is strong!"
The oncoming strong wind brought flying snow, and Changzhi's beard and hair turned white, but he waved his hand and pushed away the fur in the hands of his soldiers. His father had taught him since he was a child: A general will not wear fur in winter and will not wear it in summer. He did the same thing by fanning and raining without opening the lid to know whether the soldiers were cold or hot. I saw him passing through one tent after another, stopping from time to time, gently patting the huddled soldiers, and asking a few questions in a low voice. When he returned to the tent after patrolling the camp, he had become a snowman, and the soldiers hurriedly replaced him. He brushed the snow off his body and served him hot soup. He took two sips and sighed: "The snow is so heavy, it seems we can only retreat temporarily!"
Zhou Liucheng.
"Ayun, are you okay?" Fuyu Fengzhang asked.
"Your Highness, I'm fine!" Gui Shiyun lied, her voice was very loud, as if this could make the lie come true: "What about you?"
Fuyu Fengzhang frowned. He walked to the table and poured himself a glass of wine: "It's very bad. There's so much snow outside. Black Teeth Changzhi and Sha Zha Xiangru have already withdrawn their troops!" He poured a glass of wine into his glass. After finishing the drink, he paused hard on the table: "It seems that even God is not on my side!"
Gui Shiyun carefully filled Fuyu Fengzhang's wine glass, and whispered comforting words: "Your Highness, please be at ease. Just wait until spring begins before launching a large-scale army!"
Fuyu Fengzhang looked at Gui Shiyun, with a smile on his lips. He patted the chair next to him and said with a smile: "Ayun, pour yourself a glass of wine, let's sit down and talk!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" Gui Shiyun poured herself a glass of wine and sat side by side with Fuyu Fengzhang. Fuyu Fengzhang grabbed each other's hand and said in a low voice: "Ayun, you and I are husband and wife. In front of me, you There is no need to be restrained, when I regain the old capital and I ascend the throne as king, you will be my queen, and this position of Ah Heng belongs to your brother!"
"Ah?" Gui Shiyun was startled, her mouth slightly opened, and she looked at Fuyu Fengzhang blankly: "Then, Your Highness, haven't you already married a Japanese noblewoman? Even if you are the queen, you should be like that Is your sister first?"
"Ayun!" Fuyu Fengzhang laughed: "I am not a hostage in the Japanese country for only one or two days. The Japanese treat me just like normal. Suddenly they marry me with a noble daughter. How can I not know what their intentions are? If it was immediately If a Japanese woman becomes my queen, I will be afraid of endless troubles. What’s more, if I can ascend the throne as king, your brother will make the greatest contribution. If I don’t make you my queen, who will?”
"Then, why that day-"
"Are you talking about why you want Legislator Daochen to be the right general, standing alongside your brother?"
After being told what Fuyu Fengzhang was thinking, Gui Shiyun felt a little flustered and lowered her head instinctively. Fuyu Fengzhang sighed and stood up: "Ayun, if you follow my wishes, I naturally hope that your brother will be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, but have you ever thought about the consequences of doing so?"
"as a result of?"
"Yes, Ayun, you are a girl after all, so you still don't understand some things!" Fuyu Fengzhang sighed: "Your brother and I alone are not enough to fight against Tang and Silla and revive Baekje. So. I took Na Daochen as the right general, just to borrow his strength and reputation?"
"Seriously?" Gui Shiyun asked doubtfully.
"Of course it's true!" Fuyu Fengzhang said with a smile: "The poem goes: 'Chang Di's Hua, E Bu Wei Wei, all people today are better than brothers.' Your Guishi clan is originally a member of the royal family, so let's take care of it. You are still my elder brother. Can I, Fuyu Fengzhang, trust someone with a foreign surname despite the distrust of my own relatives?"
Hearing this, Gui Shiyun was finally convinced by Fuyu Fengzhang. She lowered her head in shame: "Your Highness is right. I will naturally persuade your brother. Please don't worry!"
Fuyu Fengzhang smiled and nodded, and said a few more words of comfort, making Gui Shiyun happy before letting her leave. As Gui Shiyun left, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He returned to the wooden table again and began to write furiously. After a while, he sealed the letter, stamped his seal, and summoned a Confidant: "Send this letter to the right general without any mistakes!"
Sixian City, Erzhagang Village.
"The Baekje people have retreated!" Liu An's voice was a little hoarse, but he still couldn't hide his ecstasy.
"With such heavy snow, all the troops will freeze to death if they don't retreat!" Shen Faseng spat: "With this damn weather, I bet that many people will freeze to death on their way back!"
Everyone spoke one after another, but Wang Wenzuo remained silent, his face solemn, like a bronze statue. Gradually the conversation subsided, and his eyes focused on this silent companion.
"Sanlang, why don't you speak? Is there something wrong?" Liu An asked.
"Nothing!" Wang Wenzuo patted the fence: "When the snow stops, we'd better strengthen the fortifications here, dig an extra trench, and increase the height of the wall by three feet!"
"Why dig trenches?" Shen Faseng asked: "As soon as the domestic reinforcements arrive, it will be our turn to attack!" Cui Hongdu was much older than him, and he heard the implication of Wang Wenzuo: "Sanlang, you think the reinforcements may not be Will it arrive so soon?"
"Well!" Wang Wenzuo said: "Have you ever thought that if there is such a heavy snow here, the snow will only be heavier in Goguryeo, Liaodong, and the court will definitely withdraw its troops. Then the Goguryeo people will be free to attack Silla. We He is the only one left behind! In the final analysis, the court wants to fight Goguryeo, not Baekje!"
There was silence on the watchtower, with only the sound of gusts of wind. After a while, Liu An said solemnly: "If this is the case, that would be too bad!"
"In my opinion, it's not necessarily true. This heavy snowfall is an opportunity!" Shen Faseng shouted loudly. He was the youngest and the most violent in this small group with Liu An as the core: "A good opportunity to turn the situation around!"
"Reversing the situation?" Liu An smiled bitterly: "Qilang, don't you understand? Our side is just a partial force. Once Liaodong withdraws its troops, our side will become abandoned!"
"I don't care whether I abandon my son or not!" Master Shen said loudly: "Liu Wu, where do you think these Baekje people under the city retreated to?"
"It should be Zhenxian City, their winter camp should be there!"
"That's right, it's Zhenhyeonseong! There are so many of them, they definitely won't just stay in the winter camp and eat free meals. As the general of Baekje, I will disperse the troops and let them go home, and then gather them again after the spring plowing. In the meantime Wouldn’t it be a good opportunity for us?”
"Are you crazy if you want to send troops to attack the Baekje people's winter camp on a snowy day?"
"Why are you crazy? There are many people in Baekje at other times. If it snows heavily, it will be even. Are you afraid?"
