Li Song muttered: "If you want to find out the enemy's situation, you can only send light cavalry to make a detour. There is no other way..."
He didn't say anything yet: It may not work yet.
After all, this is the lair of the rebel army. Tang Qi is too far away to see clearly, but he is too close... Are you treating the rebels as decoration?
Damage is inevitable.
Because Tangqi cannot just explore one side, if he wants to find out the enemy's situation, he must at least circle the city. If he still wants to find out the distribution of the rebel troops, he must circle a few more times.
But we are back to the old problem. This is the lair of thieves. If you go deeper, you will be surrounded from all sides...
This is what Li Chengzhi is worried about.
Sending Tangqi to spy is tantamount to risking death, but if you don't spy and start a war, what's the difference between closing your eyes and taking a gamble?
It's not that he can't afford the gamble, but that's not how battles are fought...
But is there really nothing we can do?
Not necessarily.
If we can find a way to get in touch with the defenders of the city, we should also be able to find out the enemy situation outside the city.
This city has been besieged for two full months. I looked down at such a high city for two months. What was the situation under the city? How many were rebels, how many were bandits, how many infantry, how many cavalry, and how many troops were deployed.
Wait wait, you should have remembered it a long time ago, right?
But how to get in touch is the big problem.
The best way is of course to send someone to sneak in...
But who is the right person to send?
Li Chengzhi looked down the hall and glanced at the thin brothers Li Rui and Li Cong. His eyes suddenly lit up: "Ape, monkey, come here..."
……
The sun is shining again and the sky is clear.
The streets of Anwu City are crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder.
At dawn, Li Chengzhi arranged for Song Lishen to transport two thousand prisoners away and escort them to Jingyang City. The remaining more than a thousand were all driven by Li Chengzhi to the moat for dredging.
Some of the prisoners used hoes and shovels below to load the dried mud into baskets, and then transported it to the shore, and then another group of prisoners carried it into the fields on horse-drawn carriages.
Above and below the city, there is a fishy smell everywhere.
Hu Baozong was amazed: "This thing can be used as agricultural fertilizer?"
Li Chengzhi sneered: It’s so rare and strange.
When used as fertilizer, this stuff is no worse than manure, and even stronger than fertilizer made from straw.
Having said this, Li Chengzhi sincerely admired his ancestor.
Not to mention slash-and-burn farming in ancient times, nor to mention that human and livestock urine was used as fertilizer during the Spring and Autumn Period, but farmers in the Southern and Northern Dynasties actually knew how to use straw for fertilization?
It will take another five hundred years for Europeans to discover that feces can actually increase production...
Li Chengzhi ignored Hu Baozong, stretched his neck, and took a look at the fields in the distance.
Dozens of horse-drawn carriages lined up to transport the dried mud to the fields, while more than a hundred prisoners held wooden forks and shovels to break up the dried mud and spread it evenly.
Among these prisoners are two brothers, Li Rui and Li Cong...
The two were short and skinny, and Li Chengzhi dressed them up carefully so that they looked no different from the refugees next to them.
The two brothers work very skillfully, and it looks like they have worked hard for many years.
On the other hand, there was a fat man next to him who couldn't even bend his waist. He was holding a dung fork and breathing heavily.
If the assigned work is not completed, not only will there be no food, but also a whipping... The fat man has already started to worry, but the faster he gets, the slower he will sweat, and the more he will sweat. After a while, the fat man seems to have lost his temper.
It’s the same as fished out of water.
The two brothers finished their portions and turned around to see that the fat man hadn't even finished a third of it.
Li Rui walked over and asked with a silly smile: "Brother, do you want to help?"
"Oh..." Fatty's face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, "Thank you brother..."
"Brother, where are you from?" Li Hou'er also came over and approached her.
"Wuzhi!" The fat man wiped the sweat from his head.
"You see, my eldest brother is not a servant like me. How come he is being coerced?"
"What else can we do?" The fat man's fat face twisted into a bitter melon: "My ancestors were all cooks in the Wuzhi Li family's house... After cooking well, I became a rebel?"
"Wuzhi Li family?" Li Rui asked, pretending to be surprised: "The eldest brother is serving General Li (the rebel guard general)?"
The fat man nodded vigorously.
In the entire Anwu City, who else is worthy of being a cook except Li Mao, the nephew of General Li Wenxiao?
Just as he was feeling proud, the fat man's face turned bitter again: What can the cook do?
Wasn’t it Li Mao, the general of the Western Conquest who was professed by King Liu Huiwang of Dharma, and ended up being shot to death by random arrows from officers and soldiers?
Fortunately, he only cooked and didn't get any blood on his hands, so he survived in the end?
But it’s not that easy to survive. With a body like my own, I’m afraid I’ll be hungry and whipped every day...
How have you ever suffered from hunger when you have grown so big?
Looking at the piles of mud in the field, the fat man felt sad and burst into tears.
The two brothers looked at each other.
Lang Jun has taught you so many tricks, but you haven’t even used them yet, and you’re crying first?
But the play has to go on...
While helping, the two brothers said comfortingly: "Brother, don't panic... You can at least escape with your life. At most, you will be hungry and beaten for a few times. How can you, like my two brothers, be able to escape?"
I live to this day and don’t even know when the sun goes down..."
The fat man was shocked.
Listening to this tone, it seems that these two brothers have lives in their hands, but for some reason they were not found out by the officers and soldiers.
"Which battalion are you from, brother?" Fatty asked curiously, "Looks a little unfamiliar!"
"My brothers and I are in the horse camp taking orders and don't come out much, so I haven't seen my eldest brother!"
"So it turns out that he is just a groom who takes care of the animals?" The fat man asked in surprise, "Since there is no life in hand, why are you afraid that you will not survive?"
"Why else?" Li Rui smiled bitterly, "We are originally from the Song family in the county where our ancestors lived... Just like big brother, our ancestors have always been the Song family's horsemen and raised the horses well. This Kongtong
The monk from the mountain came to kill you?
After that, we were reorganized from Li Langjun, whose ancestral home was the Li family, under the command of Li Bai, the general of the Li family. Li Bai was defeated at the gate of Chaona City. We had no choice but to follow the righteous... Well, we joined the rebel army, and the result was that
After one night, Li Langjun came back to kill him again... After being killed, my two brothers fled eastward to Anwu, where they were captured by General Li Mao..."
Did it turn out that they surrendered the rebel officers and soldiers, or did they rebel and surrender again, or surrender and rebel again?
Even if no one is alive, after all, the possibility of survival is not high. No wonder the two brothers are so scared?
The fat man sighed again: "But what else can I do? I can only leave it to fate..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Li Cong whisper: "The officers and soldiers are coming..."
The two brothers ran away to their fields.
The fat man looked up and saw five or six carriages pulling dry mud, heading this way.
The drivers are also prisoners, but every five or six vehicles will be followed by a cavalryman in white armor to guard them.
Seeing the two brothers jumping around like monkeys, Li Liang secretly laughed.
"You bastard Wangba, who told you to run around?"
He was yelling and cursing, and the horse was urged to rush over, and he was whipped.
There was just a "pop" sound, and there was a blood mark on Li Cong's face.
"My lord, please spare my life..." Li Cong argued loudly, "My brothers and I saw that the elder brother was really struggling, so we helped him..."
"If you are so capable, then add ten more acres..."
After a few whips, Li Liang picked up the horse's reins and rushed towards the fat man again. While whipping, he cursed: "How dare a pig-like thing dare to be lazy under Grandpa's nose? I'm blinded by your fat body..." Li Liang was holding a soft cowhide whip, and he used enough strength to create a blood groove when he hit it.
The fat man howled miserably as he was being whipped and rolled all over the floor.
After being whipped for more than ten times, Li Liang stopped and said with a cold smile: "I'll fine you twenty acres. If you can't finish it by nightfall, you'll be thrown into the dungeon... If you don't get out of here..."
Twenty acres, let alone dark, you can’t finish it in ten days?
Just a little delay, and then a severe beating. Now in prison, I wonder what kind of punishment I will suffer?
Fatty's heart felt cold.
After the prisoner unloaded the car and followed Li Liang away, the two brothers ran over and helped the fat man sit upright.
Looking at the fat man again, there are more than a dozen marks on his head and face diagonally, and blood is oozing out. Tears and nosebleeds are constantly flowing out. It is as miserable as it is.
"When will this end?" the fat man sobbed, "I might as well just die..."
Li Cong almost collapsed when he saw the fat man's face was stained with blood like a tabby cat, and his tone was so funny.
Li Rui glared at him fiercely, knelt down and wiped the fat man's nosebleed with his sleeve: "Instead of dying, it's better to fight..."
The fat man cried, "The officers and soldiers have knives, guns, horses and armor. We only have a wooden fork in our hands. How can we fight?"
"I'm going to risk my life. Do I need to find a crossbow for you?" Li Rui sneered, "If you don't want to be locked up in a dungeon and starve to death, then follow my brothers and fight..."
Starve to death?
Even if you are hacked to death, you will not starve to death...
A fierce light suddenly appeared in the fat man's eyes, and he nodded fiercely.
……
Within two moments, Li Liang came with five more mud trucks.
Li Rui called Qu from afar: "Master, I can't finish ten acres a day even if it's dawn. Why don't you put us in jail?"
Seeing the three people sitting on the field stalks, as if they were dead pigs and not afraid of boiling water, Li Liang pretended to be furious and rushed over.
"How brave..."
But before the whip could be drawn, the fat man stood up suddenly and hit the horse with all his strength.
The two brothers followed closely behind, one pulling the reins and the other pulling Li Liang.
The horse is a big, soft horse specially prepared for fat people. How can it be knocked down so easily?
However, Li Liang fell down and fell to the ground.
The fat man bumped into the horse. The horse didn't move at all, but he was bounced back. He turned over and saw the two brothers jumping on the officer and soldier like flying. The older one was holding a sharpened knife in his hand.
The tines of the fork pierced the officers and soldiers’ necks.
There was only a sound of pounce, and a bloody arrow shot out, spraying Li Rui's head and face.
As if he couldn't relieve his anger, Li Rui stabbed him hard a few more times. By the time the fat man reacted, he was already out of breath...
A group of prisoners had been stunned for a long time, as if they couldn't figure out how they could rebel after finally surviving.
"Who dares to scream, grandpa stabbed you?" Li Rui growled and took out Li Liang's waist knife.
Li Cong was not idle either, quickly peeling off Li Liang's armor, even the bow and arrow pot.
"Run, run quickly..." The fat man pulled the two brothers.
"You are riding a war horse!" Li Rui kicked the fat man, then rushed towards the carriage with his knife.
Several prisoners were frightened and fled away.
He cut off the harness of the horse with two or three cuts, and untied one for Li Cong.
When I turned around, the fat man hadn’t climbed onto the horse yet?
Li Cong pushed the fat man's buttocks, even trying to suck the milk, but the fat man didn't move at all.
Mr. Lang is really good, why did he choose such a fat man?
Li Rui cursed and pierced the fat man's butt with the tip of the knife.
Just hearing a scream, the fat man jumped onto the horse's back like flying.
Li Liang, who was looking at her secretly with half-closed eyes, almost laughed.
"Let's go!" Li Rui shouted sharply, and slapped the horse on the buttocks with the back of his knife. While urging the horse, he turned around and cursed: "A bunch of idiots... I have killed all the officers and soldiers, how can you survive? At this time,
If you don’t run away, how long will it take?”
Following the words, the person ran further and further away, with Fatty and Li Cong following closely behind...
It doesn’t matter if a few prisoners escape or stay.
After being stunned for a while, two of them hurriedly ran to untie their horses as if they had just woken up.
Two others muttered something and then touched Li Liang.
But just after taking two steps, I suddenly heard a muffled sound, like the sound of a knife cutting into flesh, and then I saw a head rising into the sky.
Who is the remaining prisoner? He is clearly Li Bai’s eldest son Li Zhao.
Before the second prisoner could react, he only felt a pain in his abdomen. He lowered his head subconsciously and found a knife tip sticking out of his stomach.
"Kill them all!" Li Liang sat up, wiped the blood from his face with one hand, and took out a pig urine bubble dripping with blood from his neck with the other hand.
"No!" Li Zhao responded, raised his knife and rushed towards the two remaining prisoners...
……
Two moments later, Li Liang and Li Zhao drove a carriage back to the city wall.
Each vehicle also carried two dead bodies.
"Binglangjun, he has left!" Li Liang said loudly.
"Well, thank you for your hard work!"
Li Chengzhi nodded and said to Li Zhang at the bottom of the city: "Go...remember, don't chase too closely..."
It’s a complete show, and it would be too fake if you don’t even chase after it.
"No!" Li Zhang clasped his fists, shouted several times, and left with a group of cavalry in the dust.
"Will your plan work?"
Looking at the three horses running further and further away, Hu Baozong asked worriedly.
Li Chengzhi sighed sadly: "It's better than doing nothing!"
Although he said this, he was still a little worried.
These two brothers can be regarded as the two smartest people under his command. They must come back alive...
After pondering for a while, Li Chengzhi turned around again and said to Guo Cunxin: "I will send out troops early tomorrow morning. I can only leave it to my uncle to handle matters in the city!"
"Don't worry!" Guo Fengshou Xin confessed, "You should also be careful in everything!"
"Yes!" Li Chengzhi nodded, and then said to Li Song and Guo Cunxin, "Go back to camp and organize the army!"
The two of them responded and followed Li Chengzhi down the city...