Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 145 Rain and Snow

Chapter 145 Rain and Snow
"Your Highness's absurd praise, this subordinate is ashamed!"

"So many people in the tent were trembling in front of my leopard, but you didn't take half a step back. Why dare you have such courage?" Jin Ren asked with a smile: "You are so good at it. In the future, your Majesty In front of you, I can also say a few words!"

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your love!"

The Silla people acted very quickly. In the evening of the same day, they dispatched thousands of cavalry to launch a surprise attack on the Goguryeo army that was being mobilized. to protect their flanks.In the next few days, there were many small-scale battles between the two sides, and there were winners and losers, but no one was limited by the terrain, and no one dared to invest too much troops in a decisive battle. Time gradually passed in this stalemate. passed away.

In the tent of the Silla army commander, all the original ornate decorations were torn off and piled up in a mess in the corner, looking around in the bare tent.

Wang Wenzuo was a little bored watching the servants busy stuffing these precious tapestries, utensils, calligraphy and paintings into boxes. When Jin Renwen was in Chang'an, his main job was to serve the emperor. He is a well-known calligrapher, painter and musician. , polo player, handsome nobleman, funny talk, elegant manners, such a wonderful person is naturally the star of all kinds of high-class parties.Although he is still a brave warrior, his life has undoubtedly been completely "Changanization".

A group of soldiers passed through the road under Gaogang, the ranks were sparse, and many of them were wrapped in white cloth. Wang Wenzuo could smell the atmosphere of the battlefield from them. No matter how shortsighted those Silla people were, there was one thing they were right about. De: If the Tang people get on the boat and escape first, then they will have to face the Goguryeo people alone.

"Sanlang!" He Bayong's face was a little gloomy: "Do you think we can get away safely this time?"

"You don't need to worry! As Jin Renwen's guards, we will definitely live longer than most Silla people!" Wang Wenzuo smiled nonchalantly.

"Okay!" He Bayong smiled wryly: "I thought you had some way to save your life, just like before!"

"No, my method is the same as before. Let the soldiers have enough food, prepare their weapons, work together, and obey orders, so that most of us can survive!" Wang Wenzuo patted He Bayong's shoulder: "On the battlefield, the best way to save your life is this, nothing else!"

"I understand!" He Bayong's cheek muscles tightened, and he nodded vigorously: "We will definitely be able to go back alive!"

With the fine snow, the order to retreat arrived that night. Wang Wenzuo couldn't help but secretly rejoiced that although the soft snow would make the return journey more difficult, it could at least reduce the advantage of the Goguryeo cavalry.But the next morning, when the light snow turned into freezing rain, Wang Wenzuo's happiness turned into a curse. The icy rain soaked through his cloak and seeped into his underwear.

"Your Highness, we must stop, it's raining too much!" Jin Huicheng's white beard was completely wet, and it was tightly stuck to his chin, which made him look a little ridiculous, but there was nothing wrong with his words Laugh: "Marching in the rain in this weather, at least one-third of the people will freeze to death!"

"At least the remaining people can survive!" Jin Renwen didn't have a smile on his face, and his eyes were frighteningly bright: "The weather is very good, and the Goguryeo people can't chase us. I have already ordered the construction of floating bridges at the river crossing point. Firewood and hot soup are ready! Soldiers can warm up after crossing the river!"

"Your Highness—"

"The military order has been issued, everyone stand down!" Jin Renwen waved his sleeves, announcing that the military discussion was over.But the generals of Silla did not back down. All eyes were on Jin Huicheng. Wang Wenzuo swallowed his saliva and looked outside the tent. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the familiar figures of He Bayong and Cui Hongdu. .

"What's the matter? Are you going to disobey?" Jin Ren asked without joy or anger, and his eyes swept over everyone present. The Silla people all lowered their heads to avoid Jin Renwen's gaze, but no one wavered, and finally Jin Ren Wen's gaze stayed on Jin Huicheng: "Mr. Huicheng, even you are disobedient?"

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 tear his face, Jin Huicheng finally bowed his head to Jin Renwen: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, although the old man is incompetent, But the military law still knows that this time, if you retire this time, you may not have a chance to see you again in the future, this old man still has something to say to His Highness, please agree!"

"Mr. Huicheng, please speak!"

"Your Highness, please don't forget the words that blood is thicker than water!" After finishing speaking, Jin Huicheng turned around and shouted to everyone: "Everyone, I will remember the battle today, and I would rather die by the hands of thieves." , don’t die from military law!”

"Quick, pawns, go and help push it!" 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 body remained motionless.The infantry marching along the road hurried onto the road, some pushing and some pulling, and finally pushed the cart out of the soft mud and moved on.

It rained from time to time, and stopped for half an hour at noon, and even had the sun for a while, but it 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 Treating both sides equally, the escaper must start earlier than the pursuer.

"The army should be on board now!" He Bayong murmured on the side: "If all goes well, in a month or so, many people will be squatting by their own stoves to warm up and drink homemade wine, while we ——" At this point, he turned his head and asked: "Sanlang, do you think we can go back to our hometown?"

Looking at his companion's homesick face, Wang Wenzuo didn't answer right away, but patted him on the shoulder lightly. Some things are like tree roots buried in the soil. You can use fire and an ax to remove things on the ground. But as long as the time comes, it will sprout again.

"Of course we can, and each of us can make a fortune, making these guys' envious eyes pop out!" Wang Wenzuo smiled: "I have already asked Cui Hongdu to rush to the front. If there is no wine, hot ginger soup is still enough." !"

Jin Renwen chose his camp on a high ground by the river. A few days ago he secretly transported the boats and materials for building the pontoon bridge here. When Wang Wenzuo arrived at the camp, he could see four thick cables across the river. The craftsmen and boatmen of the Luo people are busy fixing the boats and a large number of sheepskin airbags on the thick cables, and then laying planks and firewood on them, and the pontoon bridge is completed.

(End of this chapter)

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