In this way, in the afternoon, Wang Wenzuo paid out all the salaries of all the soldiers who went on the expedition. He also checked the provisions for the armored troops before the expedition. After confirming that everything was fine, he returned to his residence. He took a deep breath and looked at the gloomy sky outside. : "The dice have been cast, it just depends on what time it is!"
True Hyeonseong Fortress.
"Yeon Gaesumun (the powerful minister of Goguryeo and the actual controller) finally sent troops to conquer Silla!" Sha Zha Xiangru sat on the window sill and looked at the soldiers who were training in the square outside: "Changzhi, what do you think? ?”
"It's a good thing, no matter whether we win or lose, at least we can contain the Silla people, so that we can relax!" Hei Te Changzhi stood up: "He still understands the truth of lips dying and teeth cold!"
"But you can't count too much on the Goguryeo people!" Sha Zha Xiangru jumped off the window sill: "The Tang people are under great pressure in Liaodong, and the troops Yuan Gaisuwen can use are also limited. After all, once spring is over, the Tang army will come again. Got it!"
"Yes, the same is true here. Who knows if the Tang army will cross the sea tomorrow in the spring?" Black Teeth Changzhi sighed: "In the final analysis, if we want to restore the country, we still have to rely on us Baekje people! Just Let’s take the siege of Sixian City. We still think too simply. The former king has been here for more than a hundred years, and the city walls and treasury are all prepared. How much effort has been spent? How can it be taken in a hurry? Like me Look, we should first build a fortress to isolate the inside and outside, cut off the harvesting of grain, fodder, and firewood, and then forge weapons and equipment. When everything is complete, we can then divide into several teams to besiege from all sides in turn before we can break the city!"
"Yes!" Sha Zha Xiangru nodded with deep feeling: "But if you do this, you and I are not strong enough. I am afraid that the generals on the left and right will come together."
"Not only the generals on the left and right, but I think His Highness Feng will also come together and gather all the troops in one place!" Hei Te Changzhi replied decisively: "The reason why we need to build the Jiacheng first is for this. Even if the Silla people send troops to help, , we have Jiacheng as our support, we can isolate the inside and outside, and defeat them one by one. As long as we can restore the old capital, people will naturally be attached to it, and we will ascend the throne as king, and the situation will be very different. We have hundreds of thousands of people in Baekje, and there are The Japanese and Goguryeo are outside, and even the Tang Dynasty, across the sea, can't help me!"
"What you said is indeed a perfect strategy!" Sha Zha Xiangru sighed: "But now the generals on the left and right are in conflict, and His Highness Feng's attitude is confused. It is really difficult to stay focused!"
"It doesn't matter, there are still a few months until spring, things should turn around!" Hei Te Changzhi said with a smile: "What we can do is to train the soldiers first, and only the Bodhisattva can decide the rest!"
While Hei Te Changzhi and Sha Zha Xiangru were worrying about the future fate of their motherland, Wang Wenzuo's small army was heading towards Zhenxian City through the snow. Fortunately, the snow stopped two days before their departure. The southeast wind blowing from the Bohai Sea blew away the dark clouds, and the rare winter sun appeared. The sun melted the top layer of snow, and the snow water flowed into the lower layer, covering the road surface. It became strong and hard enough for infantry and livestock to pass on it, but vehicles moved much slower. Therefore, Wang Wenzuo only walked about 70 miles in three days after leaving Sixian City. On average, he only walked about 20 miles in one day.
"Sanlang, you are walking so slowly, when will you arrive at Zhenxian City!" Cui Hongdu asked in confusion.
"What are the new recruits doing in such a hurry? Let's find a few villages for them to practice first!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"Sanlang!" Cui Hongdu's expression became solemn: "This is no joke. I have heard people say that winter in Baekje is bad. Even though the sun is shining brightly now, the wind might blow hard at night and the snow will fall. . What should we do with these thousands of people who have no access to the village or shop?"
"That's just right!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "Hongdu, don't you think that the Baekje people in Zhenxian City are so stupid that they don't guard against our army's sneak attack on a sunny day?"
"Are you waiting for it to snow?"
"Not bad!" Wang Wenzuo pointed to the sky: "Otherwise, I would only rob a few villages on this trip and then go back!"
While he was talking, a trembling horn sound came from the front. Wang Wenzuo held his breath and counted the number of horns: once, twice, and then never again. He let out a long breath and exchanged glances with Cui Hongdu - it was not a large enemy, but a large village. He shouted to the rider beside him: "Tell the teams behind to speed up their pace so they don't have to camp at night!"
"Speed up the pace, go faster!" The knights were flying by on the official road, and the loud shouts were intertwined with the sound of horse hooves, extending into the distance.
"Quick, go faster!" The whip in Yuan Fei's hand on the mule cut through the air above the recruits' heads, making a sharp sound. People quickened their pace, and horses' hooves stepped on the ice, scattering flying debris. To be honest, even Yuan Fei himself was a little surprised that he could adapt to the role of an officer so quickly. In the past twenty years, he was no stranger to scolding and whipping, but the difference was that he was the one who endured it at that time, and Now it's the one who imposes it. The panic at the beginning was gradually replaced by matter-of-factness, and now I feel a little happy and contented.
"Leader of the team, is this horn sound coming from the enemy ahead?" the deputy asked in a low voice, his voice trembling a little.
"No, you idiot, have you forgotten everything during the training?" Yuan Fei cursed in a low voice: "If the sentry encounters the enemy, we will stop, occupy the high ground, and connect the tanks in a circle. Formation! Without this order now, how could we encounter an enemy?"
"Yes, yes, I remembered!" An embarrassed smile appeared on the deputy's pale face. He looked at Yuan Fei enviously: "Team leader, you are really awesome. You are not panicking at all now!"
"You won't panic if you go through it a few more times!" Yuan Fei showed a proud smile: "Okay, go to the back of the line and keep an eye on it, don't let any idiot fall behind!"
"This place is just like Hebei after three conquests of the Liao Dynasty!" Cui Hongdu whispered: "The strong walls of Wubao everywhere are either preparing to rob people, or preparing to be robbed!"
Wang Wenzuo smiled. The village in front of him was located on a relatively gentle hillside. Except for the side facing the mountain, there were obvious traces of manual cutting on the east, west and south slopes of the village. It was obvious that the residents of the village had used manpower to make the hillside more beautiful. The gentle part was dug away and turned into an impassable cliff. The only road leading to the village is also twists and turns, and there are several barriers to defend it. In front of the village gate, there is a pair of long poles with two flags hanging on them, one of which is white, which is what Baekje advocates. Military flag, obviously this is not a neutral village.
