The captain kept chattering but refused to move. Wang Wenzuo held back his temper and waited patiently. But Shen Faseng behind him couldn't help it anymore and said directly: "Shangguan, I have military affairs to attend to, so please hurry up. Don't Delayed!"

"Oh, oh, little brother, I can't wait!" The captain glanced at Shen Faseng, and the smile on his face disappeared: "It's just that the weapons stored in this warehouse are all important weapons of the military and the state. They are more important and cannot be treated lightly. , please wait a moment, let me go to investigate first!" After saying that, he turned and left.

When Wang Wenzuo saw this, he knew something was going to happen, so he quickly grabbed the captain and laughed in a low voice: "My little brother didn't know what was going on. He insulted Captain Zhang with his words. Please let me know!" After that, he touched Captain Zhang from his waist. He took something out and stuffed it: "The military situation is urgent, please be considerate of Captain Zhang!"

The lieutenant lowered his head and saw that what Wang Wenzuo had pushed over him was a silver Buddha statue, which was seven or eight in weight. He was overjoyed and said, "It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Come on, please open the door for Captain Wang!"

Wang Wenzuo and Colonel Zhang exchanged a few perfunctory words, then led Shen Fengseng and others into the arsenal gate. Shen Fengseng cursed in a low voice: "Shameless villain!"

"That's all, business matters!"

"It's all my talking that caused trouble and cost you money, Third Brother!"

"I can't blame you!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "He stopped there and didn't move because he wanted money. As long as the matter can be done, it doesn't mean anything!"

While they were talking, the two of them had already entered the arsenal, and the attaché handed over the book. Master Shen looked at it and suddenly took a breath of cold air: "I didn't expect there to be so many armored weapons here!"

"After all, it is the savings of a country for nearly a hundred years. How can it be easy to deal with?" Wang Wenzuo, however, was very calm: "Did you know? When General Su conquered Baekje, he collected maps and records. There were thirty-seven counties and two hundred cities. 760,000 households; but when the Sui Dynasty Ping Nan Chen, only 500,000 households and a population of 2 million were obtained! How can we look down upon it?"

Master Shen couldn't help but be speechless when he heard this. His family originally had a surname from the south. They were moved to Shandong when the Sui Dynasty destroyed the Chen Dynasty. He had heard many stories about the Southern Dynasties from his elders, and he heard that Baekje had more registered residents than his home country. For half of the time, there was not much difference in the level of productivity in ancient agricultural societies. The number of household registrations and national strength were basically synonymous. Although Baekje was not a big country of the same size as the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it could not be regarded as an ordinary small country.

Master Shen casually took a crossbow from the shelf. While checking the bow string and the mechanism of the bow, he asked: "Third brother, when General Su returned to China, why didn't he put these armored weapons? How about transporting them all back to the Tang Dynasty?"

"Have you forgotten? When the general returned to China, he transported more than 10,000 heroes from the Baekje royal family back. All the treasuries over the years were also moved away. There is no room for all these things on the ship!" Wang Wenzuo laughed. : "It's a good thing we kept these, otherwise we would be in trouble now!"

"That's right, by the way, you plan to take those armored weapons!"

"That's all!" Wang Wenzuo had already finished checking the roster. He wrote quickly on a piece of paper for a while and handed it to the clerk who was following him. Shen Fengseng glanced at it sideways and saw dense writing on it. There are several rows of numbers. The top two rows are: one hundred fish scale armors, two hundred crossbows, and two hundred crossbows. The following lines cannot be seen clearly.

"Sorry for bothering the scribe!" Wang Wenzuo took off a leather bag from his waist and stuffed it into the scribe's hand: "Don't shirk your kindness!"

The scribe got the benefit and agreed very readily, so he directed Wang Wenzuo's people to get the weapons and armor. Wang Wenzuo came to his side and whispered: "Scribe, is there a four-wheeled cart in this arsenal?"

"Yes! Does the captain need it?"

"Well, I just don't know if it's possible!"

"How much does a captain cost?"

"Twenty okay?"

The scribe hesitated for a moment, then Wang Wenzuo took something out of his sleeve and stuffed it into his hand. The scribe gritted his teeth and whispered, "Commander, please follow me!"

Wang Wenzuo followed the scribe through a dark corridor. He felt that the road was extending underground and the surroundings became darker and darker. It was not until his eyes gradually adapted to the dark environment that he realized that the surrounding walls were made of unprocessed rough stone.

Block, he stretched out his hand to touch the wall, following the footsteps of the scribe.

"Be careful!" the scribe whispered, and then Wang Wenzuo heard a small sound, and then the dazzling fire light rose up. He subconsciously squinted his eyes. It took a few minutes for his eyes to adapt to the light again. All he saw was placed on the ground.

Judging from the exquisite patterns on the surface of each chariot, these vehicles should belong to Baekje nobles or even members of the royal family.

"Look, they're all here. You can choose whatever you want, but it's best not to go out like this!"

"I understand!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "I'll put some mud on it and cover it with a black cloth!"

When Wang Wenzuo returned to Erzhagang, it was completely dark. He ordered the carts and armored troops to be put in the back camp before sitting down to eat. Although the food was only broken wheat porridge, Hu cakes and pickled leeks, he was able to eat

Very sweet.

"Mr. Lang!"

"Is it Yuan Fei? Come in and talk!"

Yuan Fei came in from outside the tent and bowed to Wang Wenzuo first: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"Well, sit down and talk!" Wang Wenzuo tapped the bed next to him with his chopsticks: "Yuan Fei, are you familiar with the current situation of the Sanhan people in the city?"

"This -" Yuan Fei did not expect Wang Wenzuo to suddenly ask this, and after thinking about it, he replied: "It's okay! What are your orders, Mr. Lang?"

"How are they doing now?"

Yuan Fei hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "It's not that good. The Baekje people came to besiege them a few days ago. The Governor's Mansion recruited a lot of strong men to go to the city. Anyway, they also distributed some food. After the Baekje people retreated, there was no

Many people’s families have been cut off because of the lack of things to do!”

"That's right!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "Then you take a few people to the city and recruit five hundred people. They must be strong and young, preferably those with brothers at home. Each applicant will be given five measures of rice.

, a piece of cloth, and monthly salary!”

"Yes, Langjun!" Yuan Fei was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately reacted: "Do you have brothers at home? What does Langjun want to recruit so many young people?"

"I'm not doing relief work here, of course I'm a soldier fighting!" Wang Wenzuo put down his bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth: "It's not polite to come back but not to reciprocate. Since the Baekje people have attacked, we will naturally fight back!"

"Lang Jun!" Yuan Fei replied carefully: "Yes, but they can only farm, not fight!"

"You don't know how to fight? Aren't you a good fighter?"

"That's different! Although the villain is also a Sanhan, he is a hunter. He has been in the mountains and forests since he was a child, and he is good at shooting and hunting. Those people are born to farm. If you let them go into battle, they will only die!"

"You said they only know how to farm? Well, can they thresh grain? Can they cut firewood? Can they cut grass and wheat?"

"Who doesn't know this? But what's the use of these? Are you going to kill the enemy with this?"
Chapter completed!