"Although what you said is good, isn't there still an ally in Silla?"

"From what I can see, the allies are unsustainable. If the situation changes, Silla may not come with food supplies!"

"Why do you say that, there is no conflict between Baekje and the Tang Dynasty, but they are mortal enemies of Silla. When the leader of Silla sent his sons as hostages, he came to the Tang Dynasty again and again to beg to send troops to attack Baekje. This time he sent troops to respond to Xinluo.

According to Luo's invitation, if Baekje is restored, why won't the people of Silla know how to transport grain?"

"It is true that Silla and Baekje have a feud, and it is true that they allied with us and the Tang Dynasty to defeat Baekje. But at this time, at that time, Baekje was strong and Silla was weak. Without our alliance with the Tang Dynasty, Silla would not be able to survive on its own.

.And now most of the nobles of the Baekje royal family have been brought to our Tang Dynasty. The city walls are broken, the treasury is empty, and the people are exhausted. Even if we can repel our army and revive, it will no longer be a harm to Silla. On the contrary, it will become a bait for Silla to grow.

Food. But if Silla sends troops and supplies to help our Tang Dynasty defeat the remaining Baekje army, the land of Baekje will become our Tang Dynasty’s counties, and the people of Baekje will become the people of our Tang Dynasty. Silla will not only

You cannot expand the land and benefit it, but you have to be careful about one day following in the footsteps of Baekje. What would you do if you were the king of Silla?"

When Wang Wenzuo said this, everyone's expressions became gloomy, especially Liu An's. He frowned and thought for a moment before replying: "If I just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and watch both Tang and Baekje lose before sending troops, I can win in one fell swoop.

Two tigers!"

"That's right!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "If it were me, I would use the excuse of sending troops to help to seize the land on the border to strengthen myself; at the same time, I would order people to secretly search for the descendants of the Baekje royal family for the future!"

"Hearing Sanlang's words today is better than ten years of reading. I am indeed a descendant of the Langya Wang family!" Liu An sighed, turned to everyone and said: "Everyone, what Sanlang said just now cannot be leaked out.

Do you all understand?"

"Yes!" Everyone also understood the importance of what they just said, and everyone looked solemn, and their faces were no longer as relaxed as before.

Liu An ordered everyone, then looked at Wang Wenzuo with a special look, and suddenly sighed: "I thought that after the Hou Jing Rebellion, all the Jiangdong surnames were destroyed, and the Langya Wang family would have no successors. Now I see Sanlang,

Only then did I realize that although the main trunk of the big locust willow tree is decayed, it can still sprout new branches!"

Wang Wenzuo was confused by Liu An's words. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that the Wang family that sent him to North Korea to replace his son in the army seemed to have a richer ancestor. Could it be that he was from the Langya Wang family? But it was impossible to ask about such a thing.

, otherwise wouldn’t it be that he’s exposed his background?

While talking, the group of people had already arrived at Luwei Ze. Since it was already dark, they set up crossbows on the animal trails among the reeds beside the lake. Then they returned to the high ground next to the lake to rest in the Yuren reed shed guarding the hunting ground, preparing to wait until

We will attack again after dawn the next day.

Because he was in the enemy's country, Liu An assigned a night sentry, and Wang Wenzuo drew lots to catch the second guard. About the first watch, he was woken up and walked outside the reed shed. In order to prevent a fire at night, the heating fire had already been extinguished, so Wang Wenzuo would

Wrapping his cloak tightly, he sat cross-legged on a pile of reeds to be processed. He placed his saber across his knees, smeared it with grease, and took out the deerskin to wipe it gently. The night wind blew with it, carrying the unique smell of swamp water.

The occasional chirping of birds and animals coming to the lake to drink water can be heard here and there, making it even more peaceful.

Wang Wenzuo oiled the saber and put it back into its sheath. He felt a little cold and was about to get up and move to warm up when he suddenly heard a shrill scream not far away, and then heard the sound of a piece of grass snapping.

.He jumped up quickly and drew his sword out of its sheath.

"What happened!"

The people in the hut were also awakened by such a big movement, but Liu An was the first one to rush out. He was barefoot and holding a short spear in his hand, with a nervous look on his face.

"I don't know! But the sound should be that of a human!" Wang Wenzuo whispered: "Maybe he was shot by the crossbow we set!"

Liu An listened for a while, only to hear the faint sound of reeds, but no screams anymore. He sneered: "If it is really a human being, he was hit by a duck-bill arrow (an ancient arrow with a flat shape).

Like a duck's beak, the wound caused by the shot is particularly large, and it is often used when hunting.) He is really a tough guy who can hold back his screams!"

"Yes!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "But for such a tough guy to come to Luwei Ze in the middle of the night, brother Liu, don't you think it's a little strange?"

Liu An glanced at Wang Wenzuo and nodded. He turned his head and shouted to the reed shed: "Everyone wake up, light the torches, and let's go down there and have a look!"

The night was dark, with reeds slapping against the cheeks, and the firelight flickering in the night wind, casting strange shadows all around. Sancho was holding an iron fork to open the way in front, and Wang Wenzuo was following closely, holding a saber in one hand and a shield in the other.

After that, the master and servant walked very carefully. No one knew what was hidden in the darkness. The roles of hunter and prey could change at any time. Besides, they had set up more than one crossbows before, and it was impossible to see in the darkness.

If you step on the mark you have set, wouldn't it be your own fault?

The two of them searched for a while, then Sancho suddenly stopped and whispered: "Look, sir, there are footprints and blood stains!"

Wang Wenzuo squatted down and took a closer look with the help of the firelight. Sure enough, there were several footprints on the ground, and there were large black marks on the fallen reeds. He stretched out his fingers and touched them to his nose, and smelled a bloody smell. Sure enough, it was blood.

"Follow him, don't be in a hurry, he can't run far even if he's injured, be careful as the dog jumps over the wall!" Wang Wenzuo ordered in a low voice while putting his fingers into his mouth and whistled hard. The sharp whistle immediately pierced the night sky, and several people in the distance were heard.

The ignition light immediately moved closer to this side.

A few minutes later, Sancho found this mysterious unlucky guy behind a fallen reed bush - short and thin, wrapped in fur, covered with mud and reed catkins, and the root of his right thigh was tightly wrapped with a rag.

Blood was oozing out. He was holding a dagger in his right hand and a wooden staff in his left hand. He was looking at the men around him fiercely, like an old wolf at the end of his rope.

Liu An winked, and Li Tong on his right slashed the man's wrist with a knife - using the back of the knife. The man let out a scream and the dagger fell to the ground. Before the sound could be heard, he was pushed down by three people who rushed forward.

No matter how hard he struggled, he was still tied up by Wuhua Da after a while. Li Tong found a wax ball from his body, Liu An crushed the wax ball, and wrapped inside it was a strip of hair more than two feet long and about two fingers wide.
Chapter completed!