Seeing this, Wang Wenzuo realized that he led his troops straight in, hoping to take advantage of the gap between the two brothers of Quanyuan and Nanjian, who were not in Pyongyang, and then fished for troubled waters. However, he did not expect that the King of Goguryeo, who was regarded as a puppet by the Prince of Quanyuan and Nanjian, took the opportunity to raise an army to kill the left-behind people and seize the city of Pyongyang. The first thing this King of Goguryeo after seizing power was to surrender to the Tang army outside the city, and at the cost of handing over the city of Pyongyang, in exchange for the ability to preserve his own ancestral temple.

"Please leave first with your envoy! This matter is of great importance. I will discuss it with the generals first and then give you a reply!"

"As for order!" Gao Zang stood up: "But time is tight and the situation changes rapidly. Please don't hesitate. If you miss the opportunity, you will regret it!"

"Please rest assured, at most half an hour, I will give you a reply!" Before I knew it, Wang Wenzuo's attitude towards him became much gentler.

"This guy is really bold. He even dares to teach the Grand Governor a lesson!" Looking at Gao Zang's departure, Chen Faseng sneered.

"He said it was not bad. The situation in Pyongyang City is definitely not allowed to be revealed at the moment. King Goguryeo has been a puppet for so long, and there are definitely not many people available on hand. The son of Quangai Suwen and his son have been in charge for so many years. The King Goguryeo was able to turn the tables because he was decisive and caught off guard. If time delays for a long time, it will change later!" Wang Wenzuo sighed: "But this King Goguryeo is really a master of personal strength. He has been lurking in his minions for so many years, but he can seize this opportunity to turn the tables. After turning the tables, he can immediately lead our army into the city to protect himself. This mind, this vision, and this decision are amazing!"

"Can it be a trap?" Cui Hongdu asked.

"Snare? What do you think!" Chen Faseng asked.

"For example, first lead our army into the urn city, then quickly close the inner and outer city gates, and fire the bows and crossbows inside and outside!" Cui Hongdu said.

"This is, the governor, you must be careful!"

"Well!" Wang Wenzuo nodded: "There is such a possibility, but it is not great. After all, even if the Goguryeo King does nothing, it will be difficult for us to capture Pyongyang City; and his biggest opponent is actually the Quanyuan Nanjian brothers, not the Tang Dynasty. If the Tang Dynasty defeats him, he will be exiled to a smoky place at most; but when the Quanyuan Nanjian brothers come back, it will be difficult for him to die well!"

"What is the governor going to answer him?" Cui Hongdu looked worried: "The conditions proposed by King Goguryeo are not simple. Not to mention you, even Duke of England may not be able to agree to his conditions. This is the affairs of the court and the emperor!"

"Let's talk about entering the city first. Anyway, the soldiers are never tired of cheating, so he can't help but enter the city!" Chen Faseng said with a smile.

"Haha!" Wang Wenzuo smiled and said, "The monk Chen said this is right. You can do anything without entering Pyongyang City. If you enter Pyongyang City, you can't help him!"

After hearing Wang Wenzuo say this, the people in the tent burst into laughter and the air became relaxed. Gao Zang's letter mentioned that "The meaning of Spring and Autumn Period: survival and death are the end, and the weak are the ban on violence, without the desire to merge, and the princes will be close to him!" It means that the wars between the princes in the Spring and Autumn Period often have a bottom line. The winners either blackmailed the tribute, ceded the land, or established a royal member close to him to succeed to the throne, but generally they will not completely destroy it. Even if they annexed, they will usually leave behind the other party's ancestral temples and give dozens of households and hundreds of households to continue to worship the ancestral temples, rather than exterminate them. This is to destroy the country and continue to worship them.

Wang Wenzuo could feel the atmosphere around him, as if the air was about to solidify. Everyone here was looking forward to victory and triumph, taking off their armor, returning to their hometown, embracing their wives and children, and ploughing their own fields, and no longer smelling the smoke and blood! But can I still go back to that kind of life? Wang Wenzuo couldn't help but lower his head and looked at his hands. These hands were already covered with the blood of many people! He had long been accustomed to the bumpy saddle, the camp bed covered with hay, the sword was placed under the pillow, and the bowstrings were placed between his fingers. Only in this life did I feel fulfilled and I felt alive; but when I returned to Chang'an, I might rot soon?

"Sanlang, look at the top of the city! The flags of the Goguryeo people have been lowered!"

Cui Hongdu's voice trembled very violently. Wang Wenzuo looked at the city. As Cui Hongdu said, the white flag slowly floated down. Almost at the same time, a desolate horn came from the city, as if mourning the last moment of this great power that dominated Northeast Asia for 800 years. It seemed that it was instinct. Wang Wenzuo pulled out his sword, held it high above his head, and finally shouted: "Tang Dynasty! Wan Sheng!"

"Tang Dynasty! Wan Sheng!" Almost at the same time, everyone in the Tang army raised their weapons and shouted loudly. The cheers of various languages ​​and tones gathered into an invisible force, rushing straight into the sky, as if they had torn a big hole in the clouds in the sky.

The sun finally came out, and the sunlight crossed the city wall and sprinkled on the open space in front. The cheers gradually subsided, and everyone stared at the city gate in the distance. Someone shouted: "Open the door, open the door!" It immediately caused a response.

As if in response to the shout, the east gate of Pyongyang City was opened, and the open city gate seemed to be the huge mouth of a beast, dark and long. A figure walked out of the door hole, and saw him naked with his upper body, tied his hands on his back, a silk bag tied around his neck, and a sheep behind him, looking desolate and weird.

"This is a fleshy face-baring, holding the sheep on the left, and holding the thief on the right, and apologizing to you!" Cui Hongdu whispered, his voice full of uncontrollable excitement.

"What does it mean?" Wang Wenzuo didn't understand this very well, so he asked.

"That's right. When Zhou Wu destroyed Shang, Weizi visited King Wu's military gate with a sacrificial weapon. He held a sacrificial weapon and tied his face. He held the sheep on his left, held the thief on his right, and walked forward with his knees. He explained to King Wu that he was far away from Emperor Xin. King Wu was very moved and released his ties, restored his position as before, and was still a minister, and he also granted the old capital of King Weizi's merchants. This is the State of Song!" Cui Hongdu said with relish: "If I guess correctly, then the one hanging on the chest of King Goguryeo should be their jade seal and military talisman!"

Wang Wenzuo looked carefully. Sure enough, the man with his naked upper body was holding a bundle of thatch in his hand. He was too dark in the city gate just now and couldn't see clearly. However, Cui Hongdu had better eyesight than him and had seen clearly.
Chapter completed!