"General!"

The guard's voice pulled Yu Zijin out of his thoughts, and he coughed: "What's the matter?"

"The grain transport and reinforcements have arrived!"

"Oh, that's great!" Yu Zijin laughed: "Who is the escort this time?"

"This—" the guard hesitated for a moment: "General, why don't you go and take a look. This time the escort was a Japanese man. No, the food was escorted by the Japanese man. I heard that they came to reinforce Xiongjin City under the order of His Majesty!"

"Japanese reinforcements?" Yu Zijin's heart suddenly became raised. No wonder he was like this. Everyone knows that Fuyu Fengzhang returned from Japan, and there was also a Japanese lady whose ascension to the throne was inseparable from the support of the Japanese. After the death of the Ghost Room Fukushi, he now sent a Japanese army to Xiongjin City. This action is too suspicious, right?

"Where are they now?"

"Just outside the east gate! The lieutenant guarding the gate is undecided, so I will ask you for advice!"

"Good job!" Yu Zijin nodded with satisfaction: "Come here, call my guard and go to the east gate to have a look!"

When the breeze blew, Chen Faseng felt that the armor on his body was a little tight, and his chest was a little breathless. He wanted his subordinates to relax the belt, but he was afraid of showing flaws in front of the enemy who was close to him, so he had to force himself to hold it back. He couldn't help but ring what Wang Wenzuo said just now: "Since you must go, let you go, but I'll remind you in advance that the Japanese are short, and you may not be able to wear their armor!" He said indifferently that there was no problem. Next, he forced himself to put on the golden Japanese armor and assumed the task of pretending to be a Japanese general.

"What's going on? Why haven't the defenders opened the door yet?" Chen Faseng asked in a low voice: "Will you find any flaws in us?"

"Person Chen, please rest assured. Yu Zijin, who is guarding Xiongjin City, is the most cautious in daily life. Those who escort military rations like this are checked in person. I guess the gatekeeper sent someone to invite him over!" Hei-Tooth Changzhi replied.

"Cheer yourself?" Chen Faseng looked at the Japanese on both sides and felt a little weak. Because the Japanese were generally short, in order to avoid being seen by the Baekje defenders, half of the disguised grain transport teams were Japanese soldiers who had just been captured, except for dozens of Japanese soldiers who were captured at the sea. The rest were carefully selected and selected relatively short Tang soldiers. Although Wang Wenzuo had already written a bunch of empty checks for these prisoners before departure, saying that as long as they could win Xiongjin City, they would be granted the qualification of the Tang soldiers and no longer prisoners, but after all, the time was too short. Who knows if anyone would cause trouble? As the saying goes, there are many dreams at night. The longer the delay outside the city gate, the greater the probability of being discovered by the Baekje people.

Just as Chen Fashen was playing in his heart, someone asked loudly at the city gate: "Where did you come from? Who is the leader?"

Chen Fashen nodded when he heard the translation of Hei-Too Changzhi. A guide from Baekje who came with Lianxiong from the Ministry of Things and said loudly: "We are here on the order of the king to transport military rations from Zhouliu City. The head of the Yamato State Department of Things and General Lianxiong from the Dalian Department of Things and the Dalian Department of Things and Things!"

Hearing the answer from the city, Yu Zijin nodded. He had also heard that the reputation of the Ministry of Arts was a famous ancient clan among the Japanese people. He was strong, but it has declined a lot in recent years. Dalian was an official position of the Japanese court and a high-ranking official who could participate in the central resolution. However, Japanese chiefs of this status should not be assigned to transport grain. It is probably an official position his ancestors once held. He used it as part of the title. This is not surprising. It is also very common in Baekje.

"Do you want to open the city gate?" asked the gatekeeper in a low voice.

"Have you checked the seal and contract talismans?" Yu Zijin asked.

"All checked, no problem!" said the gatekeeper: "The person who sent the seal was a fellow villager of the villain, who was originally working under the Prime Minister!"

"Oh, that's fine!" Yu Zijin breathed a sigh of relief. Although this person in Guishi Fuxin was extremely powerful, he also had an advantage, that is, he could recognize and employ people and act fairly. Whether he was his own person or not, as long as he had something to do, he would improve quickly under his hands. Hei Teeth Changzhi is a good example. Although he was not the confidant of Guishi Fuxin at the beginning, after Daochen died, Guishi Fuxin also cherished his talents and regarded him as his confidant. This is also the reason why he was able to quickly stabilize the situation after killing Daochen.

"The door is finally opened!" Seeing the city gate slowly opening, Chen Fashen finally breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his voice and said to Hei Yachang: "You are so conspicuous, go to the back and stare at it. What's wrong with something happening when something else comes to an end!"

"Yes!" Hei-toothed Changxin knew that his body was different from ordinary people. He was afraid that someone in Xiongjin City would recognize him, so he was more careful and retreated to the grain transport fleet, which was less likely to attract attention.

Yu Zijin stood on the horse road at the city gate tower and observed the Japanese food transport team entering the city. He could confirm that the people in front of him were real Japanese people. There was no problem with this, but how to say it, he still felt something was wrong: their armor was too worn? This is not surprising. After many days of marching, everyone would be covered in dust; his expression was depressed and his morale was low. It was nothing strange. War would only benefit the nobles. Ordinary soldiers were forced to conquer from their hometowns and pulled to the opposite side of the sea to fight. Many people were injured? Could it be that they encountered the Tang army on the road? Why didn't anyone mention this? Yu Zijin realized something was wrong and was about to order his subordinates to be on guard. Some of the Japanese suddenly shouted loudly, rushed out of the ranks, and ran towards the Baekje people on both sides.

"Damn, these unfamiliar Japanese dogs are still exposed!" Chen Faseng had already entered the city gate at this time. He grabbed the horn beside the saddle and blew it hard. The sound of the thick and desolate horn suddenly rang over Xiongjin City.

"Quick, close the city gate!" Yu Zijin shouted, but his voice was suppressed by the sound of the horn. Almost the next second, the straw on the grain-cart was lifted, revealing the Tang army's slasher and four "scorpions" inside, shooting arrows and short marks at the unexpected Baekje guards. The Tang army soldiers mixed in the Japanese crowd also drew their swords and slashed at the enemy closest to them, throwing pottery jars and torches filled with tinder oil into the distance. Soon the east gate was in a slogan.

"Quick, close the city gate!" Yu Zijin pushed away the guards who tried to block him, but no one could hear what he was shouting. The shouts of killing covered his orders and echoed between the city walls, as if rocks were also echoing each other. Yu Zijin rushed to the war drum, picked up the drumstick, and stopped suddenly. An arrow shot through his shoulders. The drumstick slipped weakly from his hand. The second arrow pierced into his thighs. Yu Zijin fell down

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