"Grandpa, I think at least this Tang general is not that bad. He took us away just to ask us to do things for him, and he was very generous!" Liu Pingji whispered: "You see, we are riding in a carriage, and there are people on the road. Hot soup to drink and Hu cakes to eat! We have to walk on our own to work in the temple, and the food is very poor!"
"Keep your voice down!" Liu Chongguang sighed, and his tone became a little gentler: "Pingji, you are still young and have little experience. Don't forget, our family has been working for the temple for twelve generations. So many generations. People, no matter how big the disaster is, our Liu family has a mouth to eat. This is the kindness of Bodhisattva, and we can't forget it. This Tang general made a carriage for us today, and we eat biscuits. Will there be any tomorrow? Don't forget, he We are from Tang Dynasty and we are from Baekje, this cannot be changed!"
"You two, are you satisfied with the journey?"
The sound from behind startled Liu Chongguang. He turned around and saw Sancho looking at him with a smile, holding two oily grilled fish in his hand.
"My husband specially asked me to bring this to you two!" Sancho smiled and stuffed the birch branch with the grilled fish into Liu Chongguang's hands: "Here, eat it while it's hot. This thing will get fishy when it's cold! "
"Thank you, General!" Liu Chongguang hurriedly took the grilled fish, stuffed it to his son behind him, and then bowed and thanked him: "It's hard for a villain to repay you even if he's broken into pieces!"
"Who wants you to be smashed to pieces!" Sancho laughed. He sat down by the fire and patted the side: "Come, sit down and let's chat while we eat. My husband said that you two will be friends. Give it to me, if there is anything wrong, it will be my fault, Sancho. If you two need anything, just tell me, as long as you can do it, it will be no problem!"
Liu Chongguang smiled apologetically and said a few compliments. He also knew that the Baekje man in front of him was Wang Wenzuo's close friend, but he couldn't afford to offend him!
"Master, I have a question!" Liu Pingji suddenly asked.
"If you are not a master, just call me Sancho!" Sancho smiled and said, "If you have any questions, just ask!"
"Master Sancho!" Liu Pingji glanced at his father, gritted his teeth and asked, "You didn't do anything to Chaichuan Gate, did you?"
When Liu Chongguang heard this, he was scared and angry. He slapped his son on the face with his backhand and cursed angrily: "You talkative thing, can't the grilled fish fill your mouth?" He turned around and smiled at Sancho apologetically: "Master Sancho, I don't discipline my child well. I'm used to talking nonsense. Please forgive me!"
"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you beating your own child when he is so good!" Sancho pulled Liu Chongguang away, then pulled Liu Pingji up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, and said with a smile: "Chaichuanzha Fortunately, the food left by Lang Jun is enough for the people in the fence. When the battle is over, you can go back and sit under the big maple tree in your backyard to enjoy the cool air!"
"The battle is over?" Liu Pingji asked carefully: "Master Sancho, when do you think we can go back?"
"I don't know about this!" Sancho smiled and lifted his hair from his forehead: "Look, what is this?"
The Liu family father and son took a closer look and couldn't help but exclaimed. It turned out that there was a brand on Sancho's right cheekbone, but it was only for slaves.
"This brand was given to me when I was seven years old. It shows that I am a herdsman who herds horses. My father is the same, my grandfather is the same, and my grandfather's father is the same! I thought my son and grandson would also have it. Like me!" Sancho's voice was solemn and distant, as if he was talking to another person: "On the day Baekje City was defeated, the master asked me to prepare horses and rush out of the city. But I was shot in the leg by a stray arrow. , lying on the ground unable to move. At that time, I thought that my death was coming and no one would need a slave who could not work. But Lang Jun saved me!"
Having said this, Sancho showed a calm smile on his face: "He pointed at me and said: 'I want this person, and you can divide the other things!' Later, he asked a doctor to treat my injury and gave him some He gave me food, clothes, and rewarded me with money and materials after I made great contributions. He often told me that after the war was over, he would let me find a woman, give birth to several sons, and take them to farm in the spring and summer, and hunt in the autumn and winter. , live a comfortable life, I don’t think he will lie to me, there will definitely be a day like this!”
Liu Chongguang suddenly felt that the corners of his eyes were a little sore. He turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, and whispered: "There will be such a day, there will be such a day!"
"The enemy's scouts should have discovered us!" Yuan Fei, who returned from the reconnaissance, drew a situation map on the dust with his fingers: "We chased for a while, and after discovering the enemy's front line, we retreated in order to avoid being surrounded. There should be many To a thousand people.”
"There are a thousand people in the front team, and there are at least twice as many in the back team!" He Bayong said with a gloomy face: "There are at least three thousand people!"
"Well, only more, not less!" Gu Cihang agreed: "Yuan Fei, how many cavalry are there?"
"Unsure!" Yuan Fei replied: "But judging from the hoof prints, it should not exceed one-fifth of the total strength!"
Everyone around the fire exchanged glances. Generally speaking, the proportion of cavalry in the front team is higher than that in the rear team. If the front team has less than one-fifth of the cavalry, then the proportion in the rear team is even lower. In other words, This group of enemies is mainly made up of infantry.
"Even if they are all infantry, their number is three times that of ours!" He Bayong looked worried: "I'm afraid we are going to burn the food!"
"Burn it?" A blush flashed across Master Shen's face: "He Ba, didn't you say that rats are all eaten in Sixian City? You still have to burn so much food!"
"The dead don't need food!" He Bayong retorted: "We have a lot of livestock and horses. Even the infantry has pack horses. As long as we lose the food and baggage, the enemy will not be able to catch up with us!"
"You want to throw away the baggage?" Master Shen became more and more annoyed: "No, Heba, are you scared to death by those Baekje thieves?"
"Who is scared out of his wits!" He Bayong was also a little annoyed: "The enemy is at least three times greater than me, and I am not a fool!"
The quarrel between the two became more and more intense, and others hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, but Wang Wenzuo frowned and thought hard, as if he did not feel the quarrel among his subordinates at all. After a few minutes, he suddenly raised his head: "Yuan Fei, you should have seen the enemy. Horse manure, right?”
"Yes!" Yuan Fei nodded. For hunters and scouts, judging the condition of horses by the softness, hardness, temperature of horse manure, and the length of time they have passed here is a basic skill, and he will naturally not miss it.
"Okay, do you remember what was in the enemy's horse manure? Are there soybeans and other grains? Or is it all hay and wheat straw?"
"A few soybeans, but very few, mostly hay and wheat straw!"
"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that the situation of this enemy is not good!"
