Wang Wenzuo finally nodded, and the atmosphere in the room became lively. A relaxed smile appeared on everyone's face. Yes, in a foreign country, what could be more joyful than news about the homeland? But Wang Wenzuo is the only exception. After all, what separates him from his motherland is not the Yellow Sea, but thousands of years. The Emperor of Chang'an does not have that special power with him.
"Owner!"
"What's the matter?" Wang Wenzuo raised his head and saw Sancho's concerned eyes.
"Your breakfast is already cold. Do you want to heat it up?"
Wang Wenzuo lowered his head. The biscuits and boiled eggs on the table were already cold, and white grease had condensed on the plate. He shook his head: "I have no appetite, you can eat it!"
Sancho nodded happily, Wang Wenzuo patted him on the shoulder, and walked out of the door. The cold wind that came to him made him shiver, and suddenly he stopped: "Was this guy riding a horse or on foot when he was captured? "
"I have no idea!"
"Go figure it out, right now! Forget it, if you have a horse, bring it to me!"
When the cellar door was closed, Gao Yan let out a long breath. The interrogation just now put a lot of pressure on him, but he still managed to get through. He actually carried two messages: the first was that the Tang envoy he confessed urged the Silla people to march, and the second was to order more than a dozen surrounding villages to concentrate their forces to besiege this small Tang army. He only told the first one, but concealed the second one, because more than one messenger was sent out at the same time. Even if he was captured, the notice would still be in place, and these Tang people would mistakenly think that Baekje would be wrong if they only learned the first news. People will mobilize troops to reinforce Zhouliu City, weaken the pressure on Sixian City, and relax their vigilance, which is very beneficial to the next action.
Bang!
The cellar door was pushed open violently, Gao Yan raised his head in panic, and saw Wang Wenzuo walking in with a gloomy face, followed closely by Sancho.
"Where are you from?"
"Come from Zhouliucheng!"
"Did you pass through other places on the way?"
"No, the military situation is urgent, don't dare to delay! The villain has never left the saddle all the way!"
"You lied!" Wang Wenzuo's loud voice echoed in the cellar, making Gao Yan's ears buzz: "You are not from Zhouliucheng at all!"
Gao Yanqiang suppressed the panic in his heart: "No, what the villain said is true. He did come all the way from Zhouliucheng!"
"I just went to see your horse. The horse is very fat. If you came all the way from Zhouliucheng and traveled hundreds of miles on snowy roads, the horse must have lost almost all its fat. How can the horse be so fat?"
"This -" Gao Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he stammered immediately. As Wang Wenzuo said, horses are actually extremely delicate animals. It's okay to eat hay in normal times, but in wartime they need to be fed concentrates - beans, Food and even eggs are better than those eaten by humans. Moreover, it will lose weight when marching for a long distance. If it is not allowed to rest and feed concentrate, it will die from exhaustion. If he had come all the way from Zhouliucheng in the snow like he said, and had not changed horses in the middle, then his mount must have been very thin. When I made up the lie, I never thought of this, but it was exposed by the other party.
"Actually, the villain changed horses on the way -"
Wang Wenzuo was no longer too lazy to listen. He gestured to Sancho and turned around to go out. Sancho walked up to Gao Yan and showed a ferocious smile: "Thief, you dare to lie in front of my husband, okay, I must let you taste my power today!"
"Sanlang, are you saying that guy is lying?" Cui Hongdu's face looked a little ugly.
"Well, I just saw the horse that guy rode. The horse is very fat. If it came from Zhouliucheng, the horse must have been very thin!"
"Baekje dog thief!" Gu Cihang punched the table, causing the bowls and chopsticks on it to jump: "It's all such joy!"
"Gu Qimo is annoyed, I think the news that there are envoys from the imperial court coming to Silla should be true?"
"Why do you say that?" Gu Cihang asked in surprise and joy.
"Very simple? Think about it, the arrival of an envoy from the imperial court to Silla is a big deal and cannot be kept secret for long. Maybe we have already got the news from other channels. If he lies about this matter, it will be too easy to be exposed. If it were me, I would either lie about other trivial matters or hide some facts, but I would not lie about this matter!"
"good!"
"That's what Saburo said!"
Wang Wenzuo's analysis immediately aroused a chorus of approval, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became lively. Obviously, for these people, the envoys from the mother country are the only hope.
"This guy deliberately deceived us. It's really hateful. Let me torture him and let him know how powerful we are!" Yuan Aolie said loudly. His ancestors were originally from the clan of the Northern Wei Dynasty. When Gao Qi usurped the Wei Dynasty, he massacred the clan. His ancestors He fled to Yizhou incognito and changed his surname back to his original name only after the Northern Zhou Dynasty destroyed the Qi Dynasty. He was the most brave and reckless man.
"I have asked Sancho to torture him. Yuan Shisan, your hands are too heavy. If you beat someone to death, you will be in trouble!" Wang Wenzuo said solemnly: "The most important thing now is to find out what this guy is hiding. I have a I have a premonition that we are in danger now. You two, Yuan Shisan and Gu Qi, each take ten cavalry, one to the west and one to the south. Go out for forty miles to see if there is any movement around you!"
Yuan Aolie and Gu Cihang exchanged glances and said in unison: "Yes!"
"Next!"
The cook banged the rice pail with a large wooden spoon and shouted to the team.
The queue was very long, with more than three hundred people as far as the eye could see, and there were more people behind them, and there were five such queues in total. Hei Te Changzhi couldn't help but recall what his father said to him when he was a child: "There are as many mouths as there are hands!" Yes, as a general, the first thing to consider before setting foot on the battlefield is not how to defeat the enemy, but how to defeat the enemy. How to fill the mouths of his subordinates? Otherwise, before being defeated by the enemy, he will be devoured by countless mouths behind him.
After receiving a letter asking for help from Zhou Liucheng, Hei Te Changzhi made up his mind to launch this military operation to get rid of the little flea that had been biting his back. The appearance of the Tang envoy gave him a very bad premonition. The situation in Baekje has undergone subtle changes. Is it getting better or worse? He didn't know, the only thing he could do was do the best he could.
"Changzhi, when are you leaving?" Sha Zha Xiangru's voice came from behind.
"Tomorrow morning, if the weather is good!" Heiji Changzhi looked at the gloomy sky outside the window: "Time is precious!"
"It should be said that food is very precious!" Sha Zha Xiangru snorted coldly and raised his chin to the people dining outside the window: "If we continue to eat like this, our granary will be at its bottom!"
Hei Te Changzhi smiled and said nothing. Sha Zha Xiangru said what he wanted to say but had not said. Yes, war is terrible, but famine is even more terrible. Compared with starving to death, dying of death Being under the sword can already be said to be a kind of happiness.
