Jumongsan Fortress.
"What? The corridor is cut off?" The spoon in Quanyuan's boy's hand fell, just like his heart, and he suddenly felt that the breakfast on the table had become tasteless.
"Yes, it's about dawn!" The city guard's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and there was still white frost on his armor that had not yet melted. It was obvious that he had just returned from the top of the city: "The people of the Tang Dynasty spoke to each other from three places at the same time. Launched an attack, one of which was repulsed by the defenders, and the other two were successful."
"What about the mountain city?"
"The Tang people haven't been found yet, but judging from the flags, the Tang people are mobilizing their troops!"
Quanyuan boy pushed the table away suddenly and stood up. The enemy's actions were completely beyond his expectation. He couldn't help but regret staying here last night: "Do you think the Tang people's goal is here?"
"It's not clear yet!" The city guard lowered his voice: "Maybe it's here, or maybe it's to lure reinforcements and then attack somewhere else!"
"You're right!" The boy from Quanyuan covered his forehead: "Then what do you think is the most important thing now?"
"Return to Pyongyang City as soon as possible, that's your place!" The city guard's tone was very calm, as if he was asking whether he wanted two or three eggs for breakfast. The light and shadow shone on his thin face, giving him a bronze look. Texture: "As for me, you can rest assured that unless the bodies of the Tang people are higher than the city wall, they will not be able to get in!"
"I understand!" Mr. Quanyuan was infected by the city guard's calmness. He patted his subordinate's shoulder hard: "I leave everything to you!"
It was dark inside the city gate. The boy Quanyuan sat on his horse. The horse snorted, its ears stood up, and the horse's hooves hit the ground from time to time. This was a sign of restlessness. He stroked his mane and comforted his horse until the city gate opened. The sun shines into the city gate and shines on himself.
A group of people walked out of the city gate, and the dazzling eyes were shining into the eyes, which made the boy Quanyuan have to squint his eyes. The deserted wilderness extended to Pyongyang City in the distance. He took a deep breath, raised his arms and said loudly: "Set off!"
The road down the mountain was very steep, so the boy from Quanyuan had to dismount his horse and walk until he reached the level ground before he could mount his horse. Although he was anxious, he didn't want his subordinates to think he was afraid, so he deliberately slowed down his horse, straightened his back, and looked calm.
Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, and the boy from Quanyuan leaned down subconsciously. Then he heard his horse neighing in despair, and then he felt like the world was spinning and he fell off the horse.
"Go up, go up!" He Bayong dropped the crossbow after firing the arrows, raised his spear and shouted loudly. This was a very successful ambush. The soldiers of the Tang Army were crawling in the depression beside the road, with their cloaks covering their heads. The scattered snow and mud caught the passing Goguryeo off guard, but no one escaped. As long as the Goguryeo could still move, they all moved closer to the Quanyeon boy, forming a circle.
"Master, quickly, get on your horse and rush out!" The guard leader almost lifted the Quanyuan boy onto his horse. Almost at the same time, ambush soldiers rushed up from all directions, poking at each other with spears and spears, clashing with shields, and people kept falling down. , but the successors immediately made up for it, and the blood stained the snow on the ground red, and in a blink of an eye they were crushed by the fallen corpse.
As there were more and more corpses on the ground, the circle began to become smaller and smaller, and the tip of the spear was getting closer and closer to the Quanyuan boy on the horse. He tried to rush out several times, but was blocked by the desperate Tang army. Go back - the armor on Quan Yuan boy's body is too conspicuous. Anyone who is not blind can tell that his identity is unusual. Seeing that there is no hope of breaking out, Quan Yuan boy suddenly shouts in blunt Chinese: "Stop, don't fight. !”
No one paid attention to him, and the battle continued. The boy from Quanyuan had no choice but to shout loudly: "I am the boy from Quanyuan, the eldest son of Da Molizhi. Put down your weapons and take me to see your general!" After that, he dropped his hand. saber in.
He Bayong raised his right hand, and the besiegers took a few steps back, but they still held their spears flat, with the tip of the spear shining with cold light. The Goguryeo people in the encirclement panted violently, and many of them leaned on the ground with their weapons, swaying. It was obvious that their physical strength was reaching its limit. The Quanyuan boy shouted to them twice, and his swords and spears fell to the ground.
"Please!" He Bayong's knees were slightly bent, but his right hand was holding the handle of the knife tightly. Although the man in front of him was an enemy, his identity was there. The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was generous. For such a powerful enemy noble, As long as he is willing to kneel down, he will never be stingy in giving him an official salary, and there is no need to settle his grievances here.
The Quanyuan boy jumped off his horse. He could feel the complex gazes focused on him. He forced himself not to care about it, straightened his chest, and walked forward.
Tang Jun commander's tent.
"Captain Wang, you are really a person who can always bring surprises to others!" Su Dingfang sighed as he looked at Wang Wenzuo who was bowing and saluting.
"Don't dare to be the last general!" Wang Wenzuo didn't raise his head: "This is all the plan of the general manager and the sacrifice of the soldiers. The last general is just a little lucky!"
"Being able to discover the soap-coated messenger among the enemy's corpses, ask for clues from the prisoners, and then immediately set up an ambush, isn't it just a bit of luck?" Su Dingfang turned to Jin Ren and asked: "Brother Renshou, if we are in your country, How should we reward and punish him?"
"Report to the Chief Manager!" Jin Renwen said with a smile: "If we were in this humble country, this achievement would be enough to be promoted to the lord of a city, with a reward of three hundred slaves and some gold and silk!"
"Hahaha, Captain Wang, did you hear that?" Su Dingfang laughed: "It's a pity that you are in Tang Dynasty, not Silla!"
"Silla is also a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty, so why should the general manager forcefully separate you and me?" Jin Renwen calmly took over the conversation.
"Brother Renshou said that!" Su Dingfang smiled and turned to Wang Wenzuo: "Captain Wang, I wonder if you still have some courage left?"
Wang Wenzuo was stunned when he heard this, and immediately realized that Su Dingfang was asking him if he had the strength to fight again, and he quickly responded in a deep voice: "The last general still has some courage, let the general manager drive him!"
"Okay, okay!" Su Dingfang twisted his beard and said with a smile: "The military front should not be used lightly. I will lend you Yuyong to build up your strength for later use. Come, send an order to reward Wang Wenzuo with five hundred pieces of silk and a gold collar. At fifty, order the military officials to record his meritorious deeds as a reward for relocation!"
After walking out of the military tent, Wang Wenzuo felt that his vest was cold and soaked with sweat. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "What a sudden disaster!" In the military tent just now, although Su Dingfang's main target was Jin Renwen, he was just bearing the rest. Wave, the pressure is already a bit too much for people to bear. Although I still don’t know the whole story, it is better for me as an ant not to get involved in the upper-level wrestling, otherwise my life and death will be just a matter of the thoughts of the big shot. matter.
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