Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 223 Called
Tang Jun Zhongjun tent.

"This is the meaning of the letter from the governor!" Wang Wenzuo put away the letter paper and said with a smile, "What do you think I should do? Should I go or stay?"

The officers exchanged glances with each other, but no one spoke. After a while, Cui Hongdu said: "Join the army, since the governor has asked you to decide for yourself, what else can we say?"

"Well, Hongdu, you actually used the governor to suppress me!" Wang Wenzuo laughed and scolded.

"How can I use the chief inspector to suppress you!" Cui Hongdu wailed, "If you want me to use the spurs and the bow to pull the strong, I will never say anything, but even the chief inspector will let you decide to join the army. How dare you say more about your knowledge!"

"Yes!"

"Old Cui's words are good, I really dare not talk nonsense about this kind of thing!"

"Whether to stay or join the army is up to you. No matter what, I, Shen Faseng, will obey!"

Seeing that everyone trusts him so much, Wang Wenzuo is somewhat relieved, and at the same time worried. He is relieved that his hard work these years has not been in vain and has won the hearts of everyone; Can someone take the lead?
Just when Wang Wenzuo was hesitating, singing suddenly came from outside the tent, and Wang Wenzuo frowned: "It's five o'clock singing, who is making noise in the camp?"

"I'll go out and have a look!" Gu Cihang walked out of the tent, came back after a while, and said with a smile, "It's the guy who went out to cut wood and came back. A Baekje civilian husband sang along the way, and the others got along too. For a while I can't stop!"

"Oh, that's all right!" Wang Wenzuo's face softened slightly: "Hey, how can a Baekje civilian husband sing "Five Watches"?"

"I guess I learned it while watching the theater!" He Bayong said with a smile: "Every time I go to the theater, those Baekje people are the most crowded, and they learn the fastest. When they sing on the stage, some people follow them when they come out. You can still learn a lot.”

Zhang Junyan said: "Yes, yes, they also like to sing when they are working, listening to them rap and sing will not make you tired!"

"That's true!" Shen Faseng laughed and said, "My uncle's house is by the canal. I heard from him that the master who pulls the strings likes to sing some ditty tunes when he is working, which can increase his strength. And no matter what he sings, the officials will also sing." No matter what, just pretend you didn't hear anything!"

"That's true, it's hard to be outraged! Let people sing a few ditties without losing a piece of meat!" Yuan Aolie said.

Seeing everyone talking and laughing, even He Bayong and Yuan Aolie who looked down on the Baekje people the most on weekdays also forgot to ridicule and insult, Wang Wenzuo also heaved a sigh of relief, at this moment he was most worried about these soldiers.There is no doubt that they are real warriors, but at the same time, they also have the common faults of all ancient warriors-arrogance, discrimination against the weak, rough treatment of the conquered, and common insults and ridicule.Although they also knew that winning the hearts and minds of Baekje was inseparable if they wanted to completely defeat the Restoration Army, but those things that had penetrated into their bones would always come out unknowingly.It would be okay if it was normal, but now there are [-] Baekje civilians in the camp, while the enemies outside are several times as many.

It is true that the Baekje peasants did not directly participate in the battle, but they undertook most of the heavy and dangerous labor. Without their support, it would have been impossible for the Tang army to establish such a strong foundation in the heart of the fertile valley under Rencun Mountain so quickly. It is impossible to repel the enemy's siege many times.So after I leave, can the successor also maintain the internal balance and stick to this camp?

"Everyone!" Wang Wenzuo's voice sounded in the big tent, everyone stopped joking immediately, and he took a deep breath: "I have decided to return to Sibi City in response to the envoy's call."

Wang Wenzuo's choice was not beyond the expectations of most people. Almost every warrior has a strong desire for fame and fame. Although Ren Cunshan City is a dazzling spoil of war, it is nothing compared to Zhou Liucheng. It is the "capital" of the rebels, and the puppet king Fuyu Fengzhang is also in Zhouliu City.Besides, hasn't Wang Wenzuo already completed a large part of the work of besieging Rencunshan City?Even if another latecomer captures the mountain city, it is impossible to ignore his original contribution when rewarding him for his achievements in the future.Everyone asked themselves, if they changed places, they would make the same choice as Wang Wenzuo. The most important thing now is who can take over Wang Wenzuo's position and become the leader of the camp.Thinking of this, everyone puffed up their chests subconsciously, eager to hear their names.

"Cui Hongdu, Yuan Aolie, Yuan Fei. The three of you will follow me back to Sibi City. Shen Faseng will take my place temporarily, and He Bayong will be his deputy!"

Hearing Wang Wenzuo's appointment, the crowd sighed in disappointment. Shen Faseng tried his best to suppress his joy, stood up and bowed and said, "The general obeys the order, please rest assured to join the army. The general will stick to the camp and will never lose anything!"

"Very good!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "You are cautious in handling things, of course I am at ease. Although there are many bandits, neither the Japanese nor the Baekje people are good at siege equipment. There are plenty of equipment, as long as you don’t fight in the wild, the thieves have nothing to do. But I still have one thing to worry about, and that is the Baekje civilians in the camp!”

Shen Faseng was stunned, his eyes widened, showing a hesitant expression, which happens when he is not sure.

"You mean that there are internal agents of thieves in those civilian husbands? But no way? They work very hard, how could they be the internal agents of thieves?"

"No!" Wang Wenzuo waved his hand: "These Baekje people are very loyal, but what if some of you bully or treat them unfairly? Even the most honest farm cattle will use their horns when they are provoked." Human, let alone human! No matter how strong a fortress is, it can be breached from within!"

"How could we bully—" Shen Faseng was speechless as soon as he spoke, of course he knew that Wang Wenzuo was not worrying for nothing, he nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I will definitely treat those Baekje people fairly, never Allow someone to bully them!"

"That's good!" Wang Wenzuo raised his voice: "You have to remember that fairness is not exactly the same. The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are our robes, and the Baekje civilian husbands are latecomers. Naturally, the status of the former is higher than that of the latter, but this It does not mean that the former can treat the latter without punishment. Let me make an analogy. The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are war horses, and the Baekje peasants are cattle. The fodder for war horses is more soybeans than for cattle, but if war horses kick Beating cattle, robbing them of fodder, even the best horses have to eat whips! Do you understand now?"

(End of this chapter)