"Sima, these guys are very skilled!" Black Teeth Changzhi whispered: "But I have never seen such Japanese cavalry in Baekje!"
"Well, you should ask Ijirenbod, he should know very well!"
"Follow your orders!" Black Teeth Changzhi responded, riding towards Igilian Bod, and came back after a while: "Ijilian Bod said those people grew up in the Eastern Kingdom, where the land is flat. Kuang is rich in fine horses, so they are particularly good at riding and shooting! It is also the custom of the local Ezo people to cut off their heads to record their merits, which will make you laugh!"
"It doesn't matter! You go tell Igillenbod that time is running out now, don't worry about these heads, and go to the Zoroastrian Temple as soon as possible!"
Wang Wenzuo gathered his formation and rushed towards the Zoroastrian Temple as fast as possible. He knew that although his more than a hundred cavalry were fully equipped and skilled in martial arts, this was not a wilderness after all, but a city in Chang'an City. Suitable for knights to gallop and kill, the group just now was caught unawares. As long as one or two of the thieves are not hopelessly stupid, it won't take long for them to block the street with debris and then crawl into the house. Shooting arrows and throwing bricks from the top, the hundreds of people like him would become turtles in a jar. He didn't want to be like the unlucky King Pyrrhus, who was shot by bricks thrown from the roof in a dark and narrow alley.
The area of the West Market is not large. It only took a moment for Wang Wenzuo and his party to rush to the Zoroastrian Temple. They saw that more than 2,000 people had gathered in the small square next to the Zoroastrian Temple, and a large, dark area was under siege. They took down the door panels of the surrounding houses and used them as long shields to block arrows. They lifted up the step stones and used them as battering rams to hit the door of the Zoroastrian Temple. Meanwhile, the barbarians in the temple climbed up to the roof and attacked from the roof and windows. Arrows and stones were shot outside, and people kept falling, but the vacancies were immediately filled by successors. The situation was already extremely critical.
"Join the army, join the army, please lend me a helping hand!" Seeing this, the man asking for help said anxiously: "If this continues, we won't be able to hold on!"
"Why are you so anxious!" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "There are at least two thousand thieves, and I only have a hundred or so. There is a huge difference in numbers. Not only can I not save your master, I will be trapped myself!"
"That, that!" The man was speechless and could only kneel on the ground and kowtow. Wang Wenzuo ignored him, stretched out his hand to call Wu Xiaoyi and asked: "Xiaoyi, do you have any clever ideas to solve the crisis now?"
"Me?" Wu Xiaoyi looked around and said with a smile: "There are at least two thousand people here. You only have more than a hundred people here. What can you do? You are quite funny. There are so many officers and soldiers in Chang'an. Besides, You can wait a while and someone will come to suppress you, so why take the risk yourself?"
"What if the officers and soldiers don't come?"
"The officers and soldiers will not come? How is this possible? This is the West City. Standing on Suzaku Street, you can hear the shouts of death here, unless you are deaf!"
"That's not the case!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "But you should know that in Chang'an, without the imperial edict, the battalions cannot send troops without authorization!"
"That's natural, who doesn't know this! To send troops without an edict is a serious crime of treason! But Chang'an is only so big, how long will it take to issue an edict?" Wu Xiaoyi's face changed slightly when he said this: "You mean the emperor has been here until now Haven’t you issued an edict yet to send out troops?”
"I didn't say that!" Wang Wenzuo laughed: "But you can think so, there will be no officers and soldiers coming here in the West City in a short time, we can only count on us!"
Wu Xiaoyi said nothing. Although Wang Wenzuo did not provide any real evidence, there was a voice deep in his heart telling him that what this man said was true: the government and the army would not intervene in the chaos in the West City in a short time.
"Okay, even if this is true, so what? What do these wealthy businessmen in the West City have to do with me?" Wu Xiaoyi said coldly.
"It has nothing to do with you? Then I was wrong!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "I originally thought that you, Wu Xiaoyi, still miss your hometown! Forget it, since you are unwilling to contribute, then step aside and watch me wait. Let's fight!" After saying that, he waved his hand to repel Wu Xiaoyi. He turned back to his men and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the two armies are fighting. The one with the most energy will win. Although the thieves are ten times more powerful than me, they are all mobs. It's not difficult. Destroy it. There are hundreds of millions of gold and silver in that Zoroastrian temple. After destroying the thieves, all the kings will become rich men!"
Everyone responded in unison, Wang Wenzuo was about to
After giving the order to charge into the formation, Hei Te Changzhi on the side suddenly pulled him back and whispered: "Have you heard the cow braying, sir?"
"Cows braying?" Wang Wenzuo listened carefully, and sure enough he heard a few cows braying. Then he went to check, and sure enough, he pulled back more than ten cows.
"It's strange, where did the cow come from in Chang'an City?" someone asked.
"Not far from the West Market is the Cow and Horse Market. Is it any wonder that a few cows ran out during the chaos?" Wu Xiaoyi sneered.
"Mr. Lang, with these cows, we can save a lot of effort!" Hei Te Changzhi said with a smile.
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In the Zoroastrian Temple.
"Quick, quick, move the cabinet over, hold it, hold it!" Cao Ye's fat cheeks rippled as he shouted. At this time, he waved his arms and put his shoulders against the back of the door. Resist the bursts of impact coming from outside the door.
"Uncle, I can't hold it anymore, run away from the secret passage!" Cao Sengnu grabbed Cao Yena's arm and tried to pull it out, but Cao Yena threw away his nephew's hand and shouted with tears on his face. Said: "Escape, where else can we go? In the warehouse behind us are the funds of most of the Sogdians of the Tang Dynasty stored here? Even if our uncles and nephews can escape? Without the deposits in the warehouse, we It’s over, it’s better to die here!”
"Uncle, who would have thought of such a thing? It's not our fault!" Cao Sennu persuaded, "I will discuss it with you in detail when the time comes, and there will always be a way!"
"What way? What way? This is not for one person or two people. The payment for goods of thousands of Sogdian merchants in Chang'an is all here. If there is no way, who can do it?" Cao Yena sighed: "Most of us Sogdian people rely on trade. When a businessman or a farmer has no capital, he or she is like a farmer without a field or a herdsman without breeding stock. Who can do anything? Rather than seeing everyone lose their way to survive, it is better to die under Ming Zunyu!"
Hearing Cao Ye's words, Cao Sengnu was speechless. At that time, Chang'an was the trade center of the entire Silk Road, and the Zoroastrian Temple in the West City was the Sogdian trade and finance center in northern China. In the center, the gold and silver in the warehouse at the back not only provide the capital of many merchants, but are also the source of loans and financing necessary for long-distance trade. If the gold and silver here disappear, not only will the Sogdian merchants in Chang'an be ruined, but more Sogdian merchants will be left behind. People will also go bankrupt and become homeless.
