"Wait!" Miao Fu keenly captured an important word in Feiliu's words. He blocked the bystanders who were about to rush to kill Feiliu and said coldly: "What is the scorpion crossbow? Why do you say that if we hold on here, we will die. ?”
"The scorpion crossbow is a powerful crossbow of the Tang Dynasty. It can shoot stone projectiles weighing seven or eight kilograms to a distance of two to three hundred steps, and it can hit wherever it is pointed. No flesh and blood can compete with it. At the moment, Zhamen The hole has been opened. They just need to push up a few scorpion crossbows and set them up high. No matter how hard we fight to resist, it will be useless!" At this point, Boliu sighed: "I also know that the people of Tang Dynasty are easy to kill without faith. But now there is no way out, so I can only take precautions. But whether I surrender or not, I will die here with you."
After hearing Feiliu's explanation, the emotions of the surrounding Baekje people also calmed down. Many people recalled the fierce firepower of the Tang army when they attacked the stronghold. They originally thought it was a lever trebuchet, but the lever trebuchet was Firstly, the rate of fire was not that fast, nor was it so accurate. Secondly, it was difficult to carry and transport and required temporary construction. In less than an hour after the Tang army arrived in front of Chaichuan Gate, stone bullets rained down, making it impossible for anyone to stand on the top of the city. . Looking back now, the Tang army used the scorpion crossbow of Fei Liu. It was indeed not something flesh and blood could withstand. The courage to fight to the death gradually dissipated, replaced by the instinct of greed for life and evil of death.
Miao Fu also felt the change in everyone's mood, and he secretly complained in his heart, and quickly asked: "Biliu, since the Tang people have such sharp weapons, why do they offer such generous terms?"
"The generals of the Tang Dynasty said that they knew that there were tens of thousands of stones of grain stored in Zha, and they came here just for this food. Moreover, the terrain of Zha was also very good, and the houses were all ready-made. Instead of fighting hard and eventually destroying everything, Why don't we let us live and get the city gate and the food supply intact? Besides, they didn't actually kill many people, and the soldiers don't have any resentment towards us, so there's no need to let the soldiers massacre the city to vent their anger!"
Hearing this, the Baekje people around them all believed it and were a little bit dumbfounded. As Feiliu said, except for that one-sided ambush battle, the Baekje people had actually been beaten and had no chance to fight back. The Tang people There were only a handful of casualties, so naturally there was no resentment towards the defenders. According to the agreement, all the Baekje people could take away were warm clothing, five-day rations, and weapons for self-defense. Most of the wealth in Chaichuanzha was to be kept. Considering the large amount of damage that would inevitably be caused when massacring the city, the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty did not massacre the city. There will be a lot more loot to arrive. From the perspective of gains and losses, Tang soldiers did not have much motivation to massacre the city.
"How long is the deadline given by Tang Ren?"
"Half an hour at most!" Fei Liu replied, pointing to the sky: "The general of the Tang Dynasty said that he will enter the village before dark!"
Miao Fu looked at the gloomy sky. It gets dark early in winter, and now it's only more than two hours before the sun goes down. The north wind was mixed with flying snow, which was like goose feathers. It was too scary to spend a night in the wild in this kind of ghost weather. It was not surprising at all that the other party made such a request.
"I want to meet the general of the Tang Dynasty and talk to him face to face!"
Wang Wenzuo looked carefully at the man standing in front of him. He was wearing a white linen cloak. His face was pale, his eyes were dull, and he was lifeless. He looked like a corpse wrapped in cloth.
"I am the general of the Tang Dynasty! What do you want to talk to me about?"
"I can accept your conditions, but I also have a condition!"
Wang Wenzuo frowned and laughed contemptuously: "No, no, I am not here to negotiate terms with you, but to give orders. Either accept it, or prepare to fight to the end!"
Miao Fu seemed not to have heard Sanqiu's translation at all, and continued: "In order to prevent you from breaking the contract halfway and attacking us when we leave the village, I will stay in the granary until my people are safely evacuated, and then I will hand over the granary." for you!"
"You mean, if I break the contract, you will set fire to the position?"
"Yes, there is a lot of oil in the granary. If your people take action, I will light it on fire!"
Wang Wenzuo looked at the man in front of him again, thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "Very good, this is a fair request. But I want to remind you that if you stay, you won't be able to leave. Since you said you wanted to Give us a burial place, and we will reciprocate as courtesy. I will also leave you a piece of land here, six feet long, three feet wide, and five feet deep!" Wang Wenzuo said while making gestures with his hands, eyes full of malice. Staring at each other.
The snow is still falling, with blood, burning, and collapse. All traces of the war have been covered, leaving only a pure white patch. The Baekje people supported the old and young, carried dry food on their backs, walked through familiar streets, passed through the burned west gate, and walked towards the vast snowfield. What was left behind them was their past home, which has now changed its owner.
"When will that guy hand over the granary?" Shen Faseng looked at the figure slowly disappearing in the dusk and asked Wang Wenzuo.
"As promised, it will be tomorrow morning!" Wang Wenzuo patted the falling snow on his shoulder: "It's snowing so heavily, Sancho, take someone to block the west gate first, otherwise you won't be able to sleep well tonight!"
"Sanlang, I don't think you need to wait until dawn tomorrow, right?" Shen Faseng said in a low voice: "Who knows whether this guy will die together? When their people go far away, they will burn the granary with a fire. Then aren't we bamboos? The basket is empty?"
"You can actually think of this? You've made great progress!" Wang Wenzuo glanced at Shen Faseng in surprise: "Then what are your plans?"
"When it gets dark, I'll take a few people to go in and arrest that guy, right?"
"The method is good, but the time is wrong!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "He must be on guard after dark. It would be better to wait until the fourth watch before taking action. It will be dawn by then, and no matter how tight the string is, it will last all night. Gotta relax!"
"You're still thoughtful!" Master Shen nodded excitedly: "Then I'll go take a nap now to recharge my batteries and catch him later!"
As soon as Master Shen left, people came to ask for orders one after another. Everyone's face was filled with excited smiles. According to the account book that had been obtained, there were 35,000 shi of grain in the warehouse, and Wang Wenzuo's thousand people With horses and pack animals, there is no need to worry about military rations for at least a year. In addition, the city wall, houses, household items, and firewood are all ready-made. Compared with Sixi City, where food is given by mouth and one meal a day is provided, it is infinitely better. went.
