"Crunch!" There was a sound of the gates opening, followed by a "bang", and the drawbridge was lowered.

When Feng Daiwen heard this voice coming, he was relieved, because the only trouble in Wadao was the city wall, and if it was attacked, some people would definitely die.

For Feng Daiwen, the life of a Tang soldier for a hundred Japanese slaves is a loss, but fortunately, the enemy is completely defenseless, and the army enters the city, basically the dust has settled and it is easy to take.

Generally speaking, there will be a barracks near the city gate, one is convenient for defending the city gate, and the other is convenient for going out, and there will be more troops to the Tang Dynasty, but most of them are outside the city, near the palace.

Of the 25,000 people, 19,000 followed Feng Daiwen into the city, and the other three gates only arranged 2,000 people to prevent escape, after all, the moat was not only a fortification to protect the city, but it also restricted the escape of the guards.

"Shoot the arrows!" Feng Daiwen led people to rush to the vicinity of the city guard's mansion, and when he encountered the guards who came in a hurry, he yelled and shot with a crossbow.

Crossbow arrows at close range can exert the maximum power, and they can't be dodged, so why bother to use arrows to solve them, even if your subordinates are injured, it's not cost-effective.

Feng Daiwen was followed by fanatics and personal guards, and the rattan armor soldiers guarded the city gate, such a narrow street, hundreds of crossbow arrows, and instantly put down hundreds of people in front.

Hanging up the crossbow Feng Daiwen rushed to the front city guard with his personal guards, the Khitans don't say that they are all divine marksmen, but everyone can shoot arrows, and the standard equipment of fanatics is a knife and a bow, but the armor is good.

The fanatic did not step forward at all, but kept shooting arrows until he could not see the person standing in his sight, and then stopped and continued to move forward.

The long-handled iron hammer, made of long wood as a pole, needs to be made of ash trees with very good toughness, and the front end is a square iron hammer, which is the kind of sledgehammer that smashes stones, and smashes the door, as long as it is not a huge city gate, the effect is particularly good, and it is easy to carry.

Two vigorous guards, carrying sledgehammers, rushed to the gate of the city guard's mansion, picked them up and smashed them, but after a few strokes, they smashed the door with a frame.

There is no need to command, the guards have already rushed in quickly, and the Japanese slave guards are Feng Daiwen's personal guard opponents, and they will be put down as soon as they look at each other, and the guards have been training together for a long time, habitually cooperating, attacking and defending, this kind of skirmish is the best at it.

This is also why Feng Daiwen was able to make a strategic layout, but he couldn't command a large army of more than hundreds of thousands to fight, because he was used to following the charge, small-scale cooperation, and heads-up, even the trained soldiers were also the same, and it was easy to get lost in battle, and he killed until there was no enemy.

"Bang!" Feng Daiwen kicked open the closed door of the hall and watched as dozens of guards inside were looking at the door with knives.

When the guard saw someone coming in, he didn't say a word, but slashed with his sword.

Of course, even if he said it, Feng Daiwen couldn't understand it, and when he saw someone killing, he had a shield on his left arm and a knife on his waist with his right hand, and he took a step forward as a guard, but his upper body was still in place.

"Poof!" Two bodies fell to the ground, blood spurting everywhere.

Feng Daiwen advanced steadily, trembling at the guards, who kept retreating, slashing left and right, one by one, only one arm was broken if he was lucky, and two by one if he was unlucky.

"Wow! Wow! An old slave was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and screamed, and soon the remaining dozen or so guards threw away their weapons and hurriedly knelt down, as if they would be killed if they were slow down, and of course they would be killed if they were slow.

Feng Daiwen estimated that this was surrendering, and seeing that the city guard mansion was almost cleared, he ordered: "Surrender!" ”

"Surrender on your knees, don't kill!" This sentence was learned by all the soldiers, and a shout rang out from the castle guard, and the whole battlefield resounded.

Feng Daiwen asked the soldiers to escort the high-ranking officials of the city guard to show up, indicating that they surrendered voluntarily, and as the sound of surrender sounded, the Japanese slaves who had already been killed did not hesitate to kneel on the ground, holding their heads with both hands, as if they had a stronger sense of security in their hearts.

The soldiers of the Tang Dynasty are almost more than a head taller than all the Japanese slaves, plus everyone wears armor, think of a large group of tall, armor-wearing, masked people in front of you, click, click, move around, this is invisibly a huge pressure.

It was as if a flock of tigers had broken into the flock, and it was a flock of sheep that had been locked up, and there was nowhere to run, and they were not scared to death, so they could only lie in the corner and shiver, hoping that the tigers would not be hungry.

The social class of the Japanese slaves was the aristocracy, the tribesmen were the commoners, and the slaves were mainly these three classes, and the tribesmen were not strong in their hearts to resist the invasion of the Tang Dynasty, because many of them were immigrants from other places, including the Han people from the Central Plains, Baekje, Silla, Goguryeo and other places.

And the slaves, not to mention the combat effectiveness, have a poor life themselves, coupled with the long-term exploitation of the nobles and the tribesmen, they have already accumulated a lot of complaints, and there is no counterattack, also because no one has organized them.

They were all arrested, interrogated, and the people began to manage, and the slaves were fed and distributed winter clothes, which made them all feel that their status had improved a lot, and they began to work hard with peace of mind.

Feng Daiwen has always believed that if you want the horse to run, you have to feed him, the grain output of Wadao is not much, the people usually eat coarse grains mixed with grass roots, not to mention the slaves, there is a bite to eat without starving to death, if it is not for the fact that there are many fruits on the island, and there are sea creatures washed up by the tide from time to time on the seaside, I am afraid that countless people have starved to death.

However, this has long been accustomed to the Japanese slaves, and the nobles only eat fine grains mixed with coarse grains every day, and now they can eat a full meal every meal, and there is fish in it, and a large spoonful of fish soup soaked in the rice is simply delicious.

This made the slaves, very supportive of the rule of the Tang Dynasty, very obedient to start working, the people did not have much opinion, although the work now is not done for their own families, but than before their own home food is better, isn't it, and the old people and children in the family will also get food.

The Turkic soldiers guarded the work of the Japanese slaves, which was just a repetition of their own experience, and from coolies to guards, the change of status made them feel very comfortable, and from time to time waved the leather whip in their hands to show their existence.

Fortunately, they also know that the obedient can't fight, and they are somewhat disappointed, and occasionally a nobleman can't stand the work and comes out to shout, which is what they are looking forward to the most.

There will be an interpreter to announce the crime, and say that these nobles do not know how to repent, do not cooperate with labor, and wash away their sins, so the Turkic thugs began to appear, although after joining the Tang Dynasty, there was basically no grazing, but for the use of the leather whip in the hand is still so perfect, a huge voice in the ears of the Japanese slaves remembered, and then fell on the body, making a huge scream, which made the Turks physically and mentally satisfied.

Feng Daiwen, who was in the distance, looked at all this and said with great satisfaction: "What a group of qualified guards." ”

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