Piercing Haicheng, Zhuang Langshi returned to the official hall and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's easy to get out of the city, but it's hard to get back to the city. Originally, I thought that Du Zhongxiao was outside the city, and the negotiation would not take much time, but I didn't want to go to the Tiande army. When Zhuang Langshi came back, the agreed time had already passed, and no one answered. Or at night, Yang Wenguang fired a cannon, Zhuang Lang buried his heart to comprehend, ordered his henchmen to go to the city, and forced the rope to take Zhuang Lang's master into the city.

Let Zhuang Lang Shidao sit down, Zhuang Lang buried Bao anxiously said: "Sir, how was the discussion this time?" ”

Zhuang Langshi said: "The leader can rest assured, I have seen Du Jingluo, and Jingluo attaches great importance to the leader's dedication to the city. ”

Zhuang Lang said: "What do we ask for?" After the dedication of the city, how is the Zhuanglang clan? ”

Zhuang Lang Shidao said Du Zhongxiao's words again, and said: "Jingluo has a heart to take care of the Zhuang Lang clan, but he wants to build a city and build a road to get there, which is naturally different from before." Listening to the meaning of the scriptures, in the future, this place will belong to the Song Kingdom, and nothing will be the same. It's not just our Zhuanglang tribe, it's the same for other tribes. In Du Jingluo's words, it is where the soldiers and horses arrive, and there is no restraint, only the fate of the court. ”

Zhuang Lang was silent, and after a while, he said: "After the city is built in the north of Montenegro, with me as the city lord, Zhuang Lang guards the city, and the Song army is not there, Du Jingluo will agree to this condition?" It wasn't for nothing that we built a city! ”

Master Zhuang Lang said: "I asked this, and Du Jingluo really agreed. However, we don't have to think about what to help us build the city, if the Song army is not there, there will be no artillery in the city. Without artillery, didn't the Song army attack the city when it wanted to? What's the use! ”

Zhuang Lang buried and said: "Can't we make our own cannons?" Can't you buy it from somewhere else? ”

Master Zhuang Lang shook his head again and again: "No." Even the big Khitan countries made inferior cannons, how can we make them ourselves? And there are cannons, but also gunpowder, shells, where do these things come from? Leader, the Song army is like this, guns and cannons are used like money, and others can't learn it, even the Khitan doesn't come, let alone us? Listening to Du Jingluo, the railway has been repaired to Dongshengzhou, and it will be repaired to the Tiande Army in one or two years. Once the railway is opened, hundreds of thousands of troops in the Central Plains will arrive in a few days, what is the use of those? ”

Zhuang Lang buried the bao: "What kind of railway is so powerful?" Is it flying, can it be faster than a galloping horse? ”

"I didn't believe it either, but after asking, I found out that there was a train running on the railway, and it was no slower than a horse. This car burns coal, and as long as the coal on the car continues, it can keep running. Can you run a thousand miles in one night, is it comparable to a horse? And there are a lot of goods pulled, and one car can pull through ten thousand stones. Think about it, with such a car running, isn't the hundreds of thousands of troops arriving in an instant? ”

Zhuang Lang buried and said: "With such a powerful car, how can Song Jun still let the party establish the country?" Hundreds of thousands of troops, coming along the road of fire, the party soldiers and horses are absolutely difficult to resist. - Sir, I think you're exaggerating! ”

Master Zhuang Lang sighed: "Chief, there are some things, I always don't believe it if I don't see it, and it's too late when I see it." The railway must be built on a flat place, otherwise it will cost countless money and be extremely difficult. The terrain of Hengshan is broken, the mountain is open and bridged, it is not easy to build roads, and the Song army only wants to build Yanzhou. Qinfeng Road in the west, from Fengxiang to Zhenrongjun, is also geographically inconvenient, and it has not been repaired for several years. I heard Du Jingluo say that by the next year, the railway to the Zhenrong Army will be opened. As soon as the railway arrived at Zhenrong Army, it was a smooth road to Xingqing Mansion later, and the Song Army could pass along the road. If it weren't for this, where would the Song army get the confidence to attack Montenegro? Even the Khitan fought here, because of the long distance, they could only retreat, why wasn't the Song army afraid? ”

Zhuang Lang looked at Zhuang Lang Shidao, frowned and said, "Sir, is that really the case?" In the future, we tribesmen, won't we—"

Master Zhuang Lang shook his head: "That's true." I saw it in the Tiande Army, the supplies of the Song Army were piled up, and countless carts were transported to the front line on the road. Looking at their appearance, they are not worried about the lack of food and grass at all. Chief, it really changed after that. Du Jingluo said that after the railway is opened, the products of the Central Plains will be transported in a steady stream, and they will no longer be the same as before. Not to mention anything else, there is everything in the grain, and it is not much more expensive than the Central Plains. ”

Speaking of this, Zhuang Lang Shidao turned around and opened the burden he was carrying, and said to Zhuang Lang: "Leader, look, this is what I brought back from the Tiande Army and dedicated it to the leader." This is called dried noodles, which are produced in the Central Plains, transported by rail to Dongshengzhou, and then transported by horse-drawn carriage to the Tiande Army. Leader, this is the most ordinary military food in the Song army, can this battle still be fought? ”

Zhuang Lang buried and protected the noodles brought back by Zhuang Lang Shidao, all of them were neat and tidy, the noodles were extremely thin, extremely white, the legs were thick into a bundle, and the outside was wrapped in oil paper from the middle. This kind of face, Zhuang Lang buried and protected the history of thorns, and he has never seen it.

After being silent for a while, Zhuang Lang buried Bao and said, "Sir, this is the ordinary military food of the Song Army?" How to make people believe? ”

Zhuang Lang shook his head helplessly: "Originally, I didn't believe it, but it was true!" That night, Du Jing set up a banquet to catch the wind, served me a bowl of noodles, and praised a few words after eating. Du Jingluo heard that we had fine pasta more expensive than meat here, so he asked me to bring a few bundles. And told me that after the train is opened here, this kind of thing will cost more or less, and it is not too expensive. When I was taking noodles, I happened to see a whole room. ”

Speaking of this, Zhuang Lang Shidao almost cried: "Song Jun outside, they rarely even eat yellow rice, this kind of noodles are boiled in white water, they want to vomit!" But in our place, such a package of noodles can buy a family! How to fight this battle! The Song army doesn't need guns, just these white rice and white noodles are enough to buy all the tribes here! ”

Zhuang Lang buried Bao bent down and touched a few handfuls of noodles, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the city of Wushuhai, even the regular soldiers of the party can't eat corn. This was not because there was a shortage of food in the city, but because their military rations were meant to be like this, and corn was eaten only by officers. On the other side, Song Jun didn't even eat corn, and he hated this kind of pasta. What would have happened if the Song army had not come to attack, but had used this grain to buy people's hearts? Zhuang Lang sat weakly in his seat, not daring to think about it.

In fact, Du Zhongxiao's army is not so delicate, and the military rations in peacetime include a large amount of corn. However, during the war, it was too troublesome to bury the pot and make rice, so it was all replaced with pasta. There are many dried noodles because of the large-scale production on Jingxi Road, the price is not expensive, and it is easy to transport and convenient. For nomadic tribes who rarely eat pasta, this is delicious, but for those who eat too much, boiled in plain water without toppings will of course vomit.

If you buy it, with the materials transported by rail, Du Zhongxiao can buy many tribes. But why did Du Zhongxiao buy it? There are tens of thousands of troops under his command, and there are guns and cannons, so why not subdue them. The Hu people are afraid of prestige but not virtue, and if they don't go down with a stick, they have no reverence for the imperial court. After being subdued, they will remember the kindness of the court when they get the benefits, otherwise they will think that they are brave and brave and the court will befriend them.

Zhuang Lang sat down for a while, called a personal soldier, took a pack of noodles, and asked him to cook it outside and bring it in.

The soldiers took the noodles and were about to turn around and go out, Zhuang Langshi said: "Add an egg to it when boiling, and put a little salt, it is delicious!"

The soldiers responded and left the official hall. After a while, he brought it in with a big bowl, put it in front of Zhuang Lang Burying, and said with a forked hand: "Thorn history, the small one has not been cooked, I don't know if it is?" “

Zhuang Lang buried Bao saw a large bowl of noodles, the thin strips were distinct, white as snow, there was an egg on it, and there was a lot of white foam in the soup.

Ordered his soldiers to go out, Zhuang Lang took a pair of chopsticks, did not speak, took the noodles in the bowl, and chewed carefully.

Zhuang Lang Shidao watched from the side, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart. As a history of thorns, it is not difficult to get some rare bird odors, and Zhuang Lang is not a person who has not eaten good things. But I really haven't eaten this kind of noodles, and I've never even seen them. The most unbearable thing is that this is the most ordinary military food of the Song army opposite, and the soldiers are all vomiting after eating.

After silently eating a large bowl of noodles, Zhuang Lang put down his chopsticks and burped suddenly.

Master Zhuang Lang hurriedly asked, "Chief, how does it taste?" ”

Zhuang Lang nodded: "I have never eaten such fine pasta." Not only me, but the entire party item, few people have eaten it. ”

Zhuang Langshi said: "If it is not a big country in the Central Plains, where can I get such fine food." The Han people are ingenious enough to do this. ”

Zhuang Lang buried Bao Bao and said in a deep voice: "Sir, I am going to see Du Jingluo, what you said when you came back is true?" ”

Master Zhuang Lang said: "I am of the same clan as the leader, and if I can keep the clan, I have everything we have, how can there be lies." ”

Zhuang Lang nodded: "That's it." Early tomorrow morning, I will go out of the city and tell General Yang outside that I am willing to sacrifice the city! ”

Master Zhuang Lang was surprised: "Dedication to the city? The chief agreed to dedicate the city? ”

Zhuang Lang buried the bao: "What else should I do?" This battle is clearly unwinnable. If I continue to fight, I will not be sorry to die, but it will affect the tribe. There are tens of thousands of Song troops in Montenegro, and the destruction of Zhuang Lang is only between the hands. For the sake of the tribe, only the city can be sacrificed. Since you can only offer the city, it is better to offer it early than to offer it late! No matter how Du Jingluo disposes of the Tibetan tribe in the future, the sooner we vote, the stronger we will always be able to do it than other tribes. ”

Hearing this, Zhuang Lang Shidao muttered in his heart, after eating a bowl of noodles, he decided to dedicate the city, is it too hasty?

Of course, Zhuang Lang was not hasty in burying the insurance, and in the past two days, he saw that Yang Wenguang outside the city had set up cannon positions on the mountains on both sides, and transported the cannons up. In order to prevent the Song army from firing artillery from the mountain, Zhuang Lang also made special arrangements to concentrate people on strong buildings. But how long can this last? There was a Song army attacking the city outside, and there was a Song army next to it from the mountain to launch cannons, and it didn't take long for the city to be broken.

Originally, it was possible to use the Song army to attack from afar, but the logistics supply was insufficient, and it was hoped that the Song army would be dragged down, but now it is completely impossible. The most ordinary military food of the Song Army, here in his own thorn history, is delicious, how can he drag the Song Army away?

There is only one way to surrender, so it is better to simply surrender the city as soon as possible. The Song army did not attack the city, and they still had some capital in their hands in exchange for some benefits. Du Zhongxiao said that when the Song army's shells fell into the city, everything was stopped.

Zhuang Lang is the majority, as long as there is the support of the Song army, it is not difficult to expand the power at all. It's nothing more than the arrangement of the Song army, and there will not be much independence in the future, compared with the disaster of extermination, what is this?

Zhuang Lang is a person who can afford to put it down, and after eating this bowl of noodles, it is indeed a delicacy that he has never eaten. I knew in my heart that there could be no hope of victory in this battle. Since there is a dead end, if you don't surrender early, what are you waiting for.