Everyone reset their seats and toasted to each other. After three drinks, the atmosphere became lively. Na He Ba Yong took advantage of his drunkenness and asked boldly: "Sanlang, you have become a soldier and joined the army. Is there any vacancy for your subordinates?"
"Oh? He Ba, are you interested in working for me?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile.
"Not bad!" He Bayong slapped his thigh and shouted: "Liu Duhu and Liu Governor value you very much, so they let you become a soldier and join the army. Anyone who is not blind can see that there is a bright future with you. Sanlang, I guess Tomorrow, many people will come to you to beg for mercy. Instead of taking advantage of others, you should take care of your own brothers!"
"Hahahaha!" Wang Wenzuo laughed at He Boyong's words: "From what you said, it sounds like working under me is a lucrative job!"
"In my opinion, it's really good to work under you, Sanlang!" Shen Faseng interjected: "You can also leave a place for me, little brother!"
"Yes, leave one for me too!"
"Save one for me too!"
Everyone around the long table made pleas. Wang Wenzuo was surrounded and could not shirk away. He hurriedly asked Liu An: "Brother Liu, look at what these guys are like, please help me solve it!"
"You can't blame them!" Liu An said with a smile: "If I hadn't been able to escape, I would have asked you to be a minor official under you. After working for two years and being released, I can become a state and county magistrate. Isn't it far better than being a junior official?" A Qiu Batou?"
"Release it to the outside world? Brother Liu, are you so optimistic about the situation in Baekje?"
"Of course!" Liu An stroked his beard that was wet with wine: "Liu Prefect won two battles and defeated the rebels; Sanlang, you have built such a powerful repeating crossbow. As long as you can open up the food route with Silla, Putting down the rebellion is just a matter of time!"
Faced with the optimism of his colleagues, Wang Wenzuo said nothing. In his opinion, the end of the war was still far away. If war is compared to a gamble, then the gamble will only end when one party loses all its chips. Judging from the current battle situation, although the Tang people were far from placing all their chips, the Japanese hiding behind the Baekje people also still had a lot of chips that they had not yet laid.
Judging from the past diplomatic relations between Baekje and the Japanese, Baekje was the party that handed over the hostages, and the Japanese were the party that took the hostages. They were on the lower side in diplomatic relations with the Japanese, and their strength was obviously lower than that of the Japanese. , considering that the Japanese have not participated in the war until now and have been recharging their strength for a long time, their strength cannot be underestimated. Under such circumstances, it is normal for wars to happen again and again, and it is still too early to say when the war will end.
The banquet finally ended and everyone dispersed. Wang Wenzuo climbed onto the horse with the help of Sancho. Under the influence of alcohol, his temples crackled and he jumped violently, but luckily he could still sit firmly in the saddle. Suddenly, several black figures rushed out from the side of the road and stopped in front of the horse. The frightened horse suddenly raised its front hooves. Wang Wenzuo quickly hugged the horse's neck and shouted: "Assassin, assassin!"
"It's not an assassin, it's me, Yuan Fei!" the person shouted.
With the help of Sancho, Wang Wenzuo finally controlled the horse. He got off the horse in a bit of embarrassment and was already covered in cold sweat. There were five people kneeling on the ground. The leader was lean, with slender arms and protruding cheekbones. , with sunken cheeks, it was Yuan Fei. Sancho rushed forward and kicked him: "Yuan Fei, why don't you stay in the camp at this time? Why are you here? Be careful of being trampled to death by Lang Jun's horse!"
When Wang Wenzuo saw this, he knew that Sancho wanted to protect his fellow countryman, so he rushed to vent his anger on Wang Wenzuo's behalf. He waved his hands angrily and sat down on a stone by the roadside: "That's it, you guys, get up. !What’s the matter?”
"I don't want to be a soldier anymore, I just want to be your soldier!"
Wang Wenzuo's eyes swept across everyone's faces: "You five?"
"Not only that, there are others!" Yuan Fei whispered: "Everyone thinks that the five of us were elected!"
Wang Wenzuo stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples hard. The pain there was terrible. He shook his head: "No, you are all Tibetan soldiers of the Tang Dynasty now, and your names are listed on the military status. You are not my private soldiers, Wang Wenzuo. You guys are going to lose your head if you act like this, not only you want it, but I want it too!"
Yuan Fei and others were frightened by Wang Wenzuo. They exchanged glances, and Yuan Fei begged: "Lang Jun, I heard that the new officers will break us up and assign us to various battalions as military slaves! We will attack later Let us fill in the trenches for the Baekje people’s mountain city!”
"These are all rumors, don't scare yourself!" Wang Wenzuo found that his tone was a little too harsh, so he slowed down a little: "You are all veterans who have fought in many battles, and you have experience in how to attack mountain cities. Why would the superiors let you be military slaves filling trenches? It is possible that you will be appointed as forwards. You have all seen how powerful the scorpions are. In a real fight, the archers of the Baekje thieves will not be able to stand up on the wall. It is You have a chance to make meritorious deeds!”
After hearing Wang Wenzuo's words of comfort, Yuan Fei and others felt better. Before leaving, Yuan Fei kowtowed twice more: "Although we are like grass, I will never forget the grace of my husband to survive! If there is a need in the future, I will come at a word, even if I die!"
Seeing the backs of Yuan Fei and others disappearing in the dark night, Wang Wenzuo suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Sancho, kneel down!"
Sancho quickly knelt down.
"Did you come up with the idea behind Yuan Fei's back for them?"
"Yes!" Sancho kowtowed: "They begged in front of the villain, but the villain couldn't resist, so they came to you!"
Wang Wenzuo snorted coldly. No one else knew that he came to gather with Liu An and others tonight. Liu An and others had little contact with these Sanhan people on weekdays, and would not give them such taboo ideas. , only Sangqiu knew his whereabouts well, and had close contacts with Yuan Fei and others, so he was the most suspicious.
"You have been following me for some time, don't you know what is light and what is serious?" Wang Wenzuo said coldly: "You can also make the decision on such things?"
"The villain knows his crime and is willing to listen to the punishment of the gentleman!" Sangqiu kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic: "It's just that Yuan Fei and the others are really pitiful. The generals in the Tang Dynasty treated the three Koreans like grass, and few treated the slaves like a gentleman. Yuan Fei They are all willing to serve you for generations to come!"
When Wang Wenzuo heard this, his heart softened. He had seen what the Tang army did after it destroyed Baekje. He could only say that it was no accident that the entire Baekje rebelled. The suffering caused by the war was like that of Sangqiu and Yuan. The lowest among the lower class like Fei felt it the most, and unlike the Baekje people, they did not have weapons or original social organizations to resist, so they could only endure it silently. Therefore, once they encounter a leader like Wang Wenzuo who is kind to others and has the ability to protect them, they will instinctively hold on to them, hoping to become Wang Wenzuo's subordinates and get rid of the current situation where they are unable to resist and can only let them go. The status quo that fate has manipulated.
