"Du Changshi, in a war it is impossible for any plan to be executed intact. There will always be changes and mistakes!" Wang Wenzuo tried his best to defend: "We should not get entangled in this trivial matter, but should look at the overall situation. Keep an eye on it!”
"Two hundred collars of iron armor, one thousand horned bows, three hundred crossbows, and one hundred thousand arrows! These are side branches, then what is the main branch?" Du Shuang said coldly: "Wang Canjun, this is a military country It's a big deal. What the thieves are lacking now is armor and arrows, but they are not short of men. How many lives of athletes are needed to exchange for so many elite soldiers?"
"Brother Du!" Liu Renyuan on the side saw that Wang Wenzuo had been forced speechless by Du Shuang, so he had to defend him: "It's not all Saburo's fault. How can there be any plan in the world that is 100% successful? Besides, He didn’t give the armor to the Baekje people for nothing, he got back a lot of gold, silk, furs, and treasures, which is at least five or six times the value of the armor!”
"Captain, what you said is wrong. We are at war, not merchants doing business. If we lose the battle and lose our lives, what is the use of all this money?"
"Du Changshi, the matter has come to this, it is useless to say more!" Liu Rengui also said: "In the final analysis, these soldiers are just a little bait for Wang Shenjun's plan to alienate the army. If the two thieves Fuyu Fengzhang and Guishi Fuxin can be reconciled, Kill, what does this little armor mean? Let’s just wait and see what happens!”
"Yes, yes!" Liu Renyuan saw Liu Rengui speak and said with a smile: "The most important thing right now is to ask for help from Qingzhou. Since we want to stay, just these ten thousand people are definitely not enough!"
"Captain, from what my subordinates have seen, in addition to reinforcements, it would be best to send a member of the royal family of Baekje, preferably the crown prince of Baekje, as the governor of Ungjin Governor's Mansion, so that we can compete with the rebels for Baekje." The survivors!" Wang Wenzuo said.
"Wang Canjun is right, this matter is indeed very important!" Liu Rengui said with a smile: "Otherwise there is Fuyu Fengzhang on the rebel side, and there is nothing on our side. It would be like two armies facing each other, and the enemy's Jin The drums are beating, we have nothing here, how should we deal with it?”
"Okay, let's add this!" Du Shuang nodded.
Seeing that Du Shuang's attention was finally diverted, Wang Wenzuo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to say something, a guard came in from outside: "Wang Canjun, Monk Huicong is back and is waiting outside!"
"Monk Huicong?" Wang Wenzuo frowned: "How did he come back? Is there only one person?"
"No, there are some Baekje people traveling with us. I heard they are begging for surrender!"
"Baekje surrendered people?" Wang Wenzuo asked: "How many people are there? How many are young and strong, and how many are old and weak?"
"The king joins the army!" The guard looked a little strange: "There are a thousand people in total, including more than 200 horsemen, and more than 50 ox-carts and horse-drawn carriages!"
"Who is the leader of the Baekje people?" the four people asked in unison. No wonder, although the Tang army tried their best to lure the Baekje refugees and distributed them land, farming tools, seeds, and cattle for farming, but The effect can only be said to be very average. Up to now, the total number of Baekje farmers around Sixi City under the control of the Tang Army is only about 30,000. There is not enough labor force, so we can only watch the large areas of fertile land around Sixi City being reclaimed. Cultivated land is abandoned.
In order to increase military rations, Liu Renyuan even had to ask the soldiers to put down their weapons and farm the land. This is why although the Tang army had more than 10,000 troops and had an overwhelming advantage over the Baekje people in training armored weapons, their scope of activities was very narrow - quite A large number of soldiers are stationed in the fields.
In this case, the Baekje who came to join the Tang army were generally the Samhan herdsmen and serfs at the lower level, and there were few powerful Buyeo people at the upper level. And this group of people who came were riding horses and carts, and they were obviously from the upper class.
"That man claims to be familiar with Wang Canjun, and his name is Hei Te Changzhi!"
The eyes of Liu Renyuan, Liu Rengui, and Du Shuang suddenly focused on Wang Wenzuo. Wang Wenzuo smiled in embarrassment: "The governor, the governor, and the chief historian, this person is a confidant of Guishi Fuxin, and he was the one who contacted me about the transaction. !”
"Guishi Fuxin's confidant?" Du Shuang's two thick eyebrows almost touched each other: "Then why did he bring so many people to Sixian City? And he is still with that Huicong monk of yours?"
"This subordinate doesn't know!" Wang Wenzuo smiled slightly: "How about Chang Shi come with me out of the city to greet me?"
"No need!" Liu Renyuan said: "Since the black tooth Changzhi is familiar with you, then you can go alone, so as to put that guy at ease! Just come back and report the whole story to me!" "
"Yes, Governor!" Wang Wenzuo bowed his head gratefully to Liu Renyuan. From the first meeting, the old man's trust in him has never wavered. The only thing he can do is to do his best: "If possible, I hope If you can bring your guards with you, you can show more respect for them!"
Du Shuang turned his head to prevent Wang Wenzuo from seeing the disdainful smile on his face, but Liu Renyuan readily agreed to Wang Wenzuo's request: "Okay, let those guys put on brocade robes and let them see the majesty of the emperor's ministers." ! Saburo, as long as you can empty out everything in that guy’s belly, anything is fine!”
The east gate of Sixi City.
There was a sound of horse neighing from behind, coming from the impatient mount of a tribesman on the right side of the road. Black Teeth Changzhi could hear his cousin's cough coming from behind him, as well as the whispers of his clan members. He can understand their anxiety, because he himself is the same. Just a year ago, he led them to fight to the death with the Tang people on the land under their feet, but now he is surrendering to them. This is really a big turn. .
I wonder who will come to greet you? While waiting, Heiqia Changzhi thought: The identity of the greeter is often directly proportional to the importance he attaches to the visitor. From this point of view, of course, the higher the official rank of the greeter, the better, but from the bottom of his heart, he hopes Don't be so high, because the more you value it, the higher the rewards you require, and the rewards you can give are betrayals of your fellow countrymen.
"They are coming, general!" Monk Huicong whispered.
"Well, everyone, get off your horses and be silent!" Hei Te Changzhi said loudly, and then he was the first to jump off his horse and stand by the roadside.
The flag appeared from the forest in the distance, accompanied by bursts of smoke and dust. Wang Wenzuo looked at the many blackened tree stumps on both sides of the road, which were traces of the last battle. If I remembered correctly, Hei Te Changzhi was also a participant, so I had better find a way to dispel his concerns when I spoke later.
Lewen
