As if to verify Ashelanda's inference, before the winter ended, the joke about Lord Hammer King's whimsical plan to arm slaves as soldiers quietly spread in Zhezhe City.
"He found a doctor to treat the military slaves, bathed them, trimmed their hair, and gave them broth! They ate snow-white flour pancakes!" A man who had followed Nadai, the leader of Huoxun Kingdom, for a long time, intentionally or unintentionally
Disseminate what you learn to your peers.
"Yes, yes, I heard that four of them died on the first day!" Another housekeeper from Guishang Prefecture curled his lips sadly.
"That's right, it's so funny! Haha, haha." When they heard that the Hammer King wasted the hard-earned white noodles in this way, everyone immediately felt the same hatred. They have seen people waste things, but never seen such a waste. Take fine white noodles.
If you feed it to those Tang slaves, can their appetites bear it? You know, that thing is not oatmeal noodles. Gold is very expensive along the Yaosha River. If you grow wheat on one acre of land, you can harvest about 200 kilograms at most.
, it must be a good year with good weather and good weather. Ordinary wealthy people will not be lucky if they eat, let alone those despicable military slaves.
"I heard that his old man also distributed armors and weapons to the army slaves and trained them to queue up!" A Kunxu vendor who braved the heavy snow to come to Zhezhe City to buy the remaining supplies from the soldiers interjected with a smile. Their place was only a few meters away from Zhezhe City.
Zhecheng is far away, so there is no need to rush to choose between Dashi and Datang right now. However, it is still necessary to grasp some information in advance to avoid being caught off guard when things happen.
Judging from the information collected so far, apart from his superb martial arts skills and great courage, the King of Hammers is very mediocre in other aspects. Especially this kind of plan to rearm prisoners of war who have been military slaves for several years into soldiers.
This move is simply whimsical. You must know that the soldiers fought with passion in front of the two armies. Since they have not been tortured to death or committed suicide in the past three years after becoming slaves, it means that those people have already lost all their blood.
. Even if you, the Hammer King, are good at fighting, one of you can defeat a hundred, leading such a group of sheep to the battlefield is equivalent to death.
"Yes, how is that possible?!" Everyone burst out laughing when they thought of a group of sheep being forcibly dressed in wolf skins and equipped with horns.
The army is child's play. If you, the Hammer King, are really eager to expand your team, send out a notice. There are many herdsmen everywhere who cannot afford to eat, and all of them are good horseback archers. With a little training, you can join the battlefield.
.Why have to use those bulls that have been castrated? On the battlefield, what else can they do besides letting others slaughter them?
"We, the envoy of the Celestial Empire, must have become accustomed to taking risks!" Reminiscent of Wang Xun's past style of doing things, a smart person concluded in a low voice.
From the perspective of hindsight, the Tang Dynasty mission was able to capture Zhezhe City entirely due to luck. If Juchebishi immediately led his troops out of the city to fight after seeing the Tang Dynasty flag, or if he realized that he had been deceived,
If you continue to be a coward, the outcome of the war will be completely different. It is a pity that Ju Che Bi Shi was so tired that he made the worst choice in a confused manner. It is also a pity that a miracle that can be spread for hundreds of years actually fell into the trap.
On the heads of a group of young people whose hair has not even grown.
It is true that when fortune comes, nothing can stop it. When fortune passes, nothing can come. Now the Hammer King's good luck is showing signs of running out. Even the local nobles who have benefited from Wang Xun, mentioning the recent period
I couldn't help but shake my head when I heard the jokes. "Oh! The Hammer King, he is too young after all!"
"Yeah, I'm so young, but I met a group of old foxes! Alas!" With more than two thousand soldiers, it is not an easy task to frighten more than a dozen princes. However, the "old man" like the Hammer King still has to go to the lowlands.
He estimated the situation. As the joke spreads, the princes will definitely take his orders more and more seriously. One day, the Hammer King will really completely consume all the power of victory. Waiting for this disaster-prone city
In this troubled city, we still don’t know what kind of fate it will be.
Some people are uneasy, some are hopeful, and some are ready to fish in troubled waters. Driven by the visible and invisible arms, the influence of the Hammer King is declining at a rapid speed. Yu Wenzhi, Song Wu and others are responsible for city security.
Of course, he was not idle, and kept reporting the true situation to Wang Xun. But apart from yelling a few words in a place where no one was around, Wang Xun basically had nothing to do. Now he really jumped in on his own
He fell into the hole he had dug, using his hands and feet, but was unable to extricate himself.
Melzud's strategy was very effective. With the full cooperation of a group of merchants headed by Mr. Cheng, the redemption of prisoners of war from the Anxi Army went very smoothly. Although the weather was not very beautiful and the road was already covered with thick ice.
, the princes were still the Tang soldiers' slaves in the general's territory, and they were sent over as quickly as possible like a plague.
"This is an opportunity to earn the last copper from the prisoners. Otherwise, when Marshal Feng comes, there will be no such advantage to be taken!" Cao Zhongjie, the leader of the Xicao Kingdom who was most familiar with Wang Xun, quietly told the princes' mentality
Report to him. "But you should also be prepared. Once a warrior puts down his sword in front of the enemy, it will be difficult to pick it up again."
"They had no choice at the time!" Wang Xun clearly remembered how he responded to Cao Zhongjie's reminder. The Tang Dynasty was founded on war, and since the time of Emperor Gaozu, foreign wars have been constant. It is rare to fall into the enemy's trap, and there are many brave and famous generals who have been captured.
.But these seniors can stand up in the shadow of failure and regain their dignity. Wang Xun believes that the seniors of the Anxi Army who were left behind by Gao Xianzhi can do the same.
However, the reality really disappointed him. In order to cheer up his seniors as soon as possible, he assigned Sha Qianli and Huang Wanshan, who had also suffered the pain of defeat, to take charge of the matter. He invited the best doctors to treat the sticks on his seniors.
Sores and frostbite. Provide them with delicious food and warm clothes as much as possible. Even the weapons and armor distributed to them are carefully selected from the arsenal of Dawan Kingdom, and they are brand new from top to bottom.
Helplessly, the wounds on the body can be healed with medicine, but the shadows in the heart are difficult to be dispelled by the sun. Those Anxi Army seniors can eat quietly, receive clothes and armor in an orderly manner, line up in formation obediently, and obey any instructions.
There was no trace of murderous intent in his eyes. The arm holding the knife could not be stretched high, the hand holding the gun could not straighten, and even when shouting at the top of his lungs, he could not make a sound as loud as thunder. The officers scolded him a few times.
, will be so frightened that they drop their weapons, kneel on the ground and kowtow continuously. It seems that this is the only instinct left in them.
"If you find a bunch of sheepherding men and arm them, you will be a hundred times stronger than them!" Sha Qianli sighed exhausted after training one day. He had used every possible means and had broken several whips.
But even in these former robes, no soldier's dignity can be found.
"It's no problem to let them transport the baggage. And there will definitely be no deserters!" Huang Wanshan was also disappointed and added sarcastically to Wang Xun. Damn the war, damn Gao Xianzhi and Gao Barbarian, damn the princes along the Yaochashui River.
Look at them, look at them, what have they turned into a group of men from the Tang Dynasty?!
The walking dead? Even the walking dead are more alive than this! Look, except for their eyes that occasionally move, how do these people look like living creatures?!
"If it doesn't work, just give them some money and ask old shopkeeper Cheng to send them to the Central Plains next spring!" Although he had never suffered much, Song Wu was very sympathetic. He walked to Wang Xun and said,
Suggested in a low voice. "That's what we said to the outside world anyway, so it doesn't count as going back on our word!"
"That's the only way. We can't leave them to the princes anymore. Look at their appearance, are they able to protect themselves?" Yu Wenzhi's face was full of contempt, hating that iron could not be transformed into steel.
"It has to be like this. Otherwise, other brothers will be led astray by them!" Fang Ziling also echoed Yu Wenzhi from the side. He was responsible for training those horse thieves who surrendered, and it went very smoothly. But since the appearance of the Anxi Army seniors
After appearing on the school field, the horse thieves became proud one by one and no longer refused to humbly complete every training task.
"They..." Wang Xun sighed helplessly. What if we send these people back to the Central Plains? The Central Plains is not a paradise on earth. Not to mention whether the neighbors will think highly of these guys who were once captured. They are bullies and ruffians in the countryside.
When bullying comes to the head, do these people know how to fight?
These people have completely become slaves, from soul to body. They will only sink forever in this life, and their future will be dark.
As someone who has experienced difficulties and despair, Wang Xun knows what it feels like. It’s pitch black everywhere, without any light, and without any hope. Instead of suffocating in pain, it’s better to close your eyes and pretend that nothing happens.
You can't see, you don't know anything, and it's others who pretend to suffer, not yourself.
He didn't want these Anxi Army seniors to be swallowed up by fate like this. That would be too cruel. He tried his best to save these people, not just to make a joke for the princes. He urgently needed soldiers and qualified officers.
Supporters were needed to stabilize Datang's control over Zhezhe City. Even if these people could not pick up weapons again and go to the battlefield in the end, he also hoped that these people would straighten their chests and return home, live an upright life under the sun, and
It is not about continuing to crawl in the shadows all your life.
But how can he ignite these habits and create the last drop of passion in the hearts of slaves? He didn't know, and no one could give him advice. Sha Qianli, Huang Wanshan and others didn't understand, and Melzud was even more helpless.
Now, he is the master of Zhezhe City. The entire mission is following his lead.
He has completely entered an unfamiliar field and wants to find a way out of it step by step.
