Hei Te Changzhi didn't say anything, but he knew very well what his colleagues meant by "trouble". The method of attacking and fighting in the army was to use deep ditches and high fortresses, strong crossbows and stones, and long tactics to charge chariots and underground mountains.

If the Tang army had bed crossbows, then Baekje would have to have rams, trebuchets and other heavy equipment. If not, just relying on the number of people, they would have to use the "ant attack" method, and the leader would drive away the soldiers like statues.

They crawled the city like ants and laid siege to it. "Sun Tzu" said: "If the enemy is overwhelmed by the anger and the ants attack it, killing a third of the soldiers, but the city cannot be taken out, the attack will be a disaster!" After this battle is won, no matter the final outcome

Victory or defeat, Baekje's casualties must be several times that of the Tang army.

"Change!" Sha Zha Xiangru said in a low voice, without saying anything, "A person's ten fingers are all long and short, and the enemy is also divided into strong and weak ones. Instead of attacking the well-prepared soldiers, it is better to attack the unprepared ones first."

Be prepared for the enemy, and the rest will naturally be destroyed without attack!"

"No!" Hei Te Changzhi shook his head: "Following the enemy for one lifetime will cause trouble for generations. If this Tang army is allowed to escape back to Sixian City, wouldn't it mean that a hundred times more blood will be shed in the future?"

"But if we attack forcefully, I'm afraid we will humiliate ourselves!"

"Brother Xiangru, please lead the troops to retreat first. I will hide my own warriors in the mountains and forests until they retreat -" Hei Te Changzhi said this and slashed down with his right hand, as if he was determined to win.

"Okay, then it's hard work!" Sha Zha Xiangru nodded. It turns out that in addition to being good at shooting and brave, Hei Te Chang Zhi also has another ability, which is to have a pair of night eyes.

He is good at fighting at night. When Baekje fought with Silla, the Baekje army was losing the battle and the situation was critical. Heijang Jangzhi led more than a hundred men who dared to die to attack the Silla camp at night. The Silla army was frightened and killed each other.

It was only at dawn that the enemy army was found to have no more than a hundred men. The Baekje army took advantage of the situation to counterattack and won a complete victory. If they had rescued the siege and retreated, the Tang army would not have been able to stay here forever. They could have black teeth on the way back to Sixi City.

It's a big fuss.

Although the morning fog has not completely dissipated, Wang Wenzuo can still see that the Baekje camp is empty, with only the smoke of the bonfire left, which was used to burn the bodies of the Baekje soldiers who died in the battle yesterday.

There was still the unique smell of burning bodies when they were burned. Wang Wenzuo exhaled a long breath, lowered his head and thanked God that he finally got through this.

"Thanks to Wen Zuo's weapons!" Liu An whispered: "Otherwise, we would have been buried in a foreign country!"

"This is the result of everyone's concerted efforts, how can it be the result of just me!"

"Wen Zuo, don't be so self-effacing!" Liu An shook his head: "Why don't you ask the others? Wan Di, Dharma Monk, Hong Du, what do you think?"

"That's what the head of the group said!" Cui Hongdu responded: "Our army is only a few hundred, and there are at least two thousand Baekje thieves outside, and there are long cards to block them. Without Wen Zuo's powerful crossbow, we can hold on for two at most.

Three days!”

"Yes, the thieves are coming so fiercely. I originally thought I was going to see the Bodhisattva this time. I even thought about my death poem, but I didn't expect to die!" When Master Shen said this, he laughed. His ancestors were originally from a prominent family in Jiangnan.

After the Sui Dynasty destroyed Chen, his branch was moved to Shandong. He became a monk in a temple since he was a child. His brother died at the age of fourteen before he returned to secular life and inherited the family business. He also retained many of the habits of the temple. He was tall and strong, and had long hands.

lance.

"It seems to me that the behavior of the Baekje thieves is a bit strange!" Chen Wandi said coldly: "Could it be a scam?"

"Is it a scam?"

"That's right!" Chen Wandi said: "Although there were many casualties among the thieves last night, they were just a mob and their vitality was not damaged. How could they retreat so easily? Don't forget, this time the thieves are fierce and there are Goguryeo.

As for the foreign aid from the Japanese, I’m afraid Manager Liu won’t be able to spare much manpower for a while, so how could he let us go so easily?”

Everyone had been in the military for a long time, and they immediately came to their senses. Liu An thought for a moment, and then turned his attention to Wang Wenzuo: "Wenzuo, what the enemy said is quite reasonable. If the thieves pretend to retreat, our army will retreat after

If there is another carbine attack, how should we deal with it?"

"It is unlikely that the enemy will turn around!" Wang Wenzuo shook his head: "There are thousands of thieves, traveling hundreds of miles back and forth, and they will die of exhaustion without fighting. It is possible to leave one thief general behind and lead dozens of people who dare to die in ambush.

Traveling at night in the mountains is a lucky thing, so we must guard against it!"

"What Wen Zuo said is true. Is there any way to take precautions?"

"When fighting in the dark, it is difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. If we agree on the password in advance and take strict precautions, we will not be afraid of night raids by thieves!"

"Well, then what is the password?"

Wang Wenzuo hesitated for a moment, and then Shen Faseng on the side intervened: "How about using Xue Daoheng's "Xi Xi Salt" as the password? Each team uses one of the sentences, so naturally they can't use it wrong. I guess the Baekje thieves don't know the literary talent of Shangguo.

Merry!"

"This method is very good!"

"The Dharma monk's method is very wonderful. He is indeed worthy of being our disciple!"

As soon as Master Shen said this, everyone praised him in unison. It turned out that the Xue Daoheng he mentioned was a poet of the previous dynasty. He was born in the Xue family in Hedong. He was gifted early and intelligent. He was famous for his literary works at a young age. He was as famous as Lu Sidao and Li Delin, and he was the emperor.

Secretary, everyone is regarded as a master of prose. He is especially good at five words. Every time he publishes a work, even the enemy country Nanchen will sing it. This song "Salt of the Past" is a masterpiece that has been passed down to later generations. Liu An, Shen Faseng and others

Although they all came from scholarly families, they all knew it. Although the upper class of Baekje also studied Sinology, they generally studied classics and history such as "Hanshu" and "Zuo Zhuan" or Buddhist scriptures, but they knew nothing about modern Chinese poetry.

There were very few, so there was no need to worry about being cracked by the opponent. Only Wang Wenzuo was confused and stood there for a while not knowing how to communicate. Fortunately, everyone did not notice anything unusual about him, so they followed the order of the past and assigned each team to

These two sentences are used as the commands for each team, and are used to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy at night.

Xixi salt

The weeping willows cover the golden embankment, and the weeping leaves are in full bloom.

The water overflows the hibiscus marsh, and the flowers fly over the peach and plum vines.

The daughter of the Qin family who picked mulberry trees, and the wife of the Dou family who weaved brocades.

Farewell to the prodigal son in Guanshan, watch the wind and moon in the empty boudoir.

He always smiles like a thousand pieces of gold, and cries like a pair of long-hanging jade.

The coiled dragon disappears in the mirror, and the colorful phoenix chases the curtain low.

The flying soul is the same as the night magpie, and the sleepy chicken remembers the morning chicken.

Spider webs hang from the dark roof, and mud falls from the empty beams.

I went to Daibei the year before last and this year I went to Liaoxi.

If there is no news after leaving, how can we cherish the horse's hoof?

Because of his extraordinary literary talent, the author Xue Daoheng was jealous of Sui Yang Emperor Yang Guang, who was also proud of his literary talent. He was later killed by Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Dynasty. It is said that Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty sent someone to inquire about him before his death, and he was even more capable of "empty beams"

Yanni'No?)

The drizzle was falling, and the soil under his feet was so soft that it slowly lowered as he stepped on it. Hei Te Changzhi carefully chose a piece of bare rock as his foothold, overlooking the campfire below. The Tang Army's camp was placed on a relatively high terrain in the valley.

On the high rocky ground, tents, antlers, flags, and carts filled with luggage appeared and disappeared in the smoke. He frowned and looked at the sky. He didn't like the rain. The rain made the land soft.
Chapter completed!