"Your Highness is so complimentary, I am so ashamed of myself!"
"Just now, so many people in the tent were trembling in fear in front of a leopard like me, but you didn't even take a step back. What's so courageous about you?" Jin Renwen asked with a smile: "You are so good at what you do. In the future, your majesty will I can also say a few words in front of you!"
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!"
The Silla people acted very quickly. In the evening of the same day, they dispatched thousands of cavalry and launched a surprise attack on the mobilizing Goguryeo army. They killed more than 300 people, forcing Quan Gaesumun to readjust his deployment. to protect one's flanks. In the next few days, the two sides had many small-scale battles, with each winning and losing. However, due to the terrain, no one dared to invest too many troops in a decisive battle. Time gradually passed in this stalemate. Gone.
In the Silla army commander's tent, all the original gorgeous decorations had been torn off and piled up in a disorderly manner in the corner. Xiao Ran looked around in the bare tent.
Wang Wenzuo watched with some boredom as the slaves were busy stuffing these precious tapestries, utensils, calligraphy and paintings into boxes. Jin Renwen's main job when he was in Chang'an was to serve the emperor. He was a calligrapher, painter, and musician that everyone knew , polo player, handsome nobleman, interesting conversation, elegant manners, such a wonderful person is naturally the star of various high-class gatherings. Although he is still a brave warrior, his life has undoubtedly been completely "Chang'anized".
A group of soldiers passed through the road under the high hill. The queue was sparse. Many of them were wrapped in white cloth. Wang Wenzuo could smell the atmosphere of the battlefield from them. No matter how short-sighted those Silla people were, there was one thing they were right about. 's: If the Tang people boarded the ship and escaped first, then they would have to face the Goguryeo people alone.
"Sanlang!" He Boyong's face was a little gloomy: "Do you think we can escape safely this time?"
"You don't have to worry! As Jin Renwen's bodyguard, we will definitely live longer than most Silla people!" Wang Wenzuo smiled nonchalantly.
"Okay!" He Boyong showed a wry smile: "I thought you had some way to save your life, just like before!"
"No, my method is the same as before, let the soldiers eat well, prepare weapons, work together, and obey orders, so that most of us can survive!" Wang Wenzuo patted He Boyong on the shoulder: "On the battlefield, the best way to save your life is this, there is no other way!"
"I understand!" He Boyong's cheek muscles tightened, and he nodded vigorously: "We will definitely be able to go back alive!"
Along with the fine snow, the order to retreat came that night. Wang Wenzuo couldn't help but secretly rejoice that although the soft snow would make the return journey more difficult, it could at least reduce the advantage of the Goguryeo cavalry. But early the next morning, the fine snow turned into freezing rain, and Wang Wenzuo's luck turned into a curse. The cold rain soaked through his cloak and seeped into his underwear, making the person's body stiff and his hands and feet cold, causing death repeatedly.
"Your Highness, we must stop, the rain is too heavy!" Jin Huicheng's white beard was completely wet and stuck tightly to his chin, which made him look a little funny, but his words were not helpful at all. Laughing: "If we march in the rain in this kind of weather, at least one-third of the people will freeze to death!"
"At least the remaining people can survive!" There was no smile on Jin Renwen's face, and his eyes were frighteningly bright: "The weather is very good, and the Goguryeo people cannot pursue us. I have ordered the construction of a pontoon bridge at the crossing point. Firewood and hot soup are ready! The soldiers can warm themselves by the fire after crossing the river!"
"Your Highness——"
"The military order has been issued. Please step back!" Jin Renwen waved his sleeves and announced that the military meeting was over. But the generals of Silla did not retreat. Everyone's eyes were focused on Jin Huicheng. Wang Wenzuo swallowed and looked outside the tent. When he saw the familiar figures of He Bayong and Cui Hongdu, he breathed a sigh of relief. .
"What's the matter? Do you want to disobey me?" Jin Renwen was neither happy nor angry. His eyes swept over everyone present. The Silla people lowered their heads one after another to avoid Jin Renwen's gaze, but no one was swayed. Finally, Jin Renwen Renwen's eyes stayed on Jin Huicheng: "Mr. Huicheng, even you have to disobey?"
Jin Huicheng stood there like a stone statue, but the end of his white beard was trembling slightly. Just when Wang Wenzuo thought that the two sides were about to quarrel, Jin Huicheng finally lowered his head to Jin Renwen: "Your Highness, please don't worry, although this old man is incompetent, But the military law still knows that if you retreat this time, you may not have the chance to meet again in the future. I still have something to say to His Highness, please agree!"
"Mr. Huicheng, please speak!"
"Your Highness, please don't forget the words blood is thicker than water!" After saying this, Jin Huicheng turned around and shouted to everyone: "Everyone, in today's battle, we will all remember that we would rather die at the hands of thieves. , don’t die under military law!”
"Quick, infantry, help push!" Wang Wenzuo shouted loudly. The carriage creaked and shook. The wheels on both sides turned and squeezed the mud on the road, forming deep ruts, but the carriage did not move at all. The infantrymen marching by the roadside hurriedly ran onto the road, some pushing, some pulling, and finally pushed the cart out of the soft mud and continued moving forward.
The rain was heavy and light, and it stopped for half an hour at noon. There was even sunshine for a while, but this may not be a good thing for Wang Wenzuo - he even hoped that the rain would be heavier and there would be more mud on the road. After all, rain and mud Treat both sides equally, the escaper will definitely start earlier than the pursuer.
"The army should be on the boat now!" He Boyong murmured on the side: "If everything goes well, in a few months many people will be squatting by their stoves to warm themselves up and drink home-brewed wine, and we ——" Having said this, he turned around and asked: "Sanlang, do you think we can still return to our hometown?"
Looking at his companion's face full of homesickness, Wang Wenzuo did not answer immediately, but just patted his shoulder gently. Some things are like tree roots buried in the soil. You can use fire and an ax to clear things on the ground. But as soon as the time comes, it will sprout again.
"Of course we can, and each of us can make a fortune, which will make these guys' envious eyes bulge!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "I have already asked Cui Hongdu to rush ahead. There is no wine, and hot ginger soup is enough. !”
Jin Renwen chose his camp on the high ground by the river. A few days ago, he secretly transported the boats and materials for building the pontoon here. When Wang Wenzuo arrived at the camp, he could see four thick ropes across the river. The Luo craftsmen and boatmen were busy fixing the boats and a large number of sheepskin airbags to the thick ropes, and then laid wooden planks and firewood bundles on them, and the pontoon was built.
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