"So what should we do now?"
"We are in a foreign country now and it is inconvenient to do anything. We should secretly contact other wealthy families who come to Baekje and wait and see what happens!"
"I understand, I will secretly arrange people to contact other wealthy families!"
"How far is it from Xiepu?" Wang Wenzuo's voice was a little hoarse. The fresh water on the boat was almost exhausted. He drank half a glass of water since yesterday to moisten his throat.
"this--"
Looking at the guide's face that was twisted with fear, Wang Wenzuo knew that this guy was probably confused by the chart. This idiot would get lost even if he sailed along the coastline. Wang Wenzuo shook his head and said to Cui Hongdu on the side: "Find a shoal to land on!"
"But we don't know where this is!"
"The fresh water is almost gone. Even if people can endure it, animals cannot! Get to the shore first!"
Tang Jun was lucky. After sailing for less than half an hour, the lookout saw a shoal in front of him. Wang Wenzuo quickly asked a few sergeants who were familiar with the water to row the boat to the shore to confirm that there were no reefs underwater. Only then did each ship lower its sails, paddle to the shore, let the soldiers go ashore to rest, and then sent out a few spies to check the surrounding situation. After distribution is complete. He only had time to sit down and summoned several captured Japanese leaders. He wanted to ask about their origins, but found that the language was completely blocked, so he had to give up and sighed: "Baekje people, Silla people, Japanese people, plus us, This Baekje is really a mess!"
"Baekje and Silla are just fine. The Japanese dare to get in!" Shen Fenseng said with a smile: "I just saw their boats. They are all made of bamboo nails, hemp rope, and glue. They are even made of iron. There are not even a few nails visible, so it’s no wonder that it fell apart as soon as it hit it. He dared to insert it in just two times, he really overestimated his ability!"
"You don't understand this!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "The Japanese's shipbuilding, iron-making, sword forging and other crafts were all learned from Baekje. Baekje can be said to be their throat. If they sit back and watch Baekje fall, then They will become barbarians trapped on the island, and I would have fought to the death."
"Dao Yi? That's a good statement!" Master Shen laughed: "But looking at them like this, they will die if they come!"
"This time they suffered the loss of the ship!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "When the two armies fought before, even if they found that they were defeated by these Japanese, they still fought to the death. Only after the troops in the rear retreated did someone beg to surrender! These guys are too lazy to fight. The cruelty of fate cannot be underestimated!"
"Yes!" Master Shen nodded casually and paused: "Captain, the soil here is so soft that we can neither dig trenches nor erect fences. There is no water source yet, so we can't stay for a long time!"
Wang Wenzuo looked around. The deserted beach was full of sand and gravel, and the farther inland was covered by reeds, spreading to the end of his sight. There was no human habitation in sight. He licked his chapped lips: "I hope we can find the water source soon!"
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Ah He twisted his flexible waist, and the long-handled sickle drew a smooth arc, cutting down the reeds in rows, like fallen soldiers on the battlefield. Behind her, the children carried the fallen reeds to the side, and the old people tied them into bundles and put them on oxcarts to transport them back to the village. This was originally a man's job, but there was no way. The war broke out, and the gentlemen drafted all the men who were taller than the carriage shaft, leaving only women and children in the village.
Reeds are a good thing. The roots can be eaten as vegetables, and can also be used to weave mats and pave roofs. There are many uses. Ahe's village is close to the sea. The land is barren and not much food can grow on the ground. Without the men, they can't go to the sea to fish. Reeds are the only source of extra income. The food for the winter depends on these reeds. No matter how hard it is, I will never miss it.
"Ah He, let's drink some water first!" The old man next to him handed over a bamboo spoon. The clear water glowed golden under the sunlight.
"Yeah!" Ah He drank the whole drink from the bamboo spoon stretched out from beside him. He wiped his mouth and continued working. The old man said, "Take a breath and start cutting again! You've been working for almost two hours!"
"I'm not tired!" Ah He wiped his sweat and said, "Time waits for no one. If we finally get a sunny day, we can cut it back and dry it to make a mat. This way, we can exchange it for some food when we take it to the market!"
The old man opened his mouth, wanting to say that with the current chaos of war, no one might come to the market to buy reed mats, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips, and finally nodded: "Ah He, if you feel tired, just Take a breath, don’t exhaust yourself, all the men in the village are gone, if you fall again, there’s really nothing you can do!”
Ah He nodded and continued to cut reeds. Although she was a woman, her farm work was not much worse than that of men, especially cutting reeds. She did not bend down to cut with a short-handled sickle like others, but used a long-handled sickle. Sickle, so she only needs to hold the long handle of the sickle under her ribs and twist her waist. The cutting is quick and labor-saving, and she can even work while thinking wildly.
"I hope it will be sunny in the next few days!" Ah He thought. Suddenly she heard a splashing sound, and the reeds in front of her were shaking violently. Perhaps she had disturbed some wild beast, she subconsciously took a step back, holding the handle of the sickle with both hands in a posture of self-defense.
"It turns out to be a woman! There are old people and children too!" The scout inserted the end of his spear into the soil nonchalantly, turned around and shouted loudly into the reeds: "Come out, it's okay, they are all farmers cutting reeds!"
Ah He took a step back, picked up the long-handled sickle, and pointed the blade at the neck of the uninvited guest in front of her. She knew how to use this thing - the sickle was used to peck, just like the sharp beak of a rooster, which happened to be that guy's. The neck is not protected by armor.
Yuan Fei was the second to walk out of the reeds. He put his foot on the inside of his subordinate's knee. The guy immediately fell to his knees. The sickle passed over his head, and his helmet belt flew away, as if a stone had been chopped off. head.
"There are thieves, run!" Ah He yelled with all her strength. She could smell the blood from these strange warriors. As she yelled, she raised her sickle and rushed towards Yuan Fei to stop him for a while. It would allow one more person to escape.
Yuan Fei took half a step to the side, and the blade passed by his eyes. He had experienced several life and death scenes, and he was no longer the Wu Xia Amen of the past. He blocked A He's next blow with his sword, and moved his hand back slightly. After removing the opponent's strength, and then pushing hard, Ah He immediately fell back six or seven steps and staggered.
"Catch the victims alive and control the bullock cart!"
