Wuzhihai City, Master Zhuang Lang returned to the official hall and breathed a sigh of relief.

It is easy to leave the city, but it is difficult to return to the city. I thought Du Zhongxiao was outside the city and it didn't take much time to negotiate, but I didn't expect to go to Tiande Army. When Master Zhuang Lang came back, the agreed time had passed and no one responded. It was still in the evening that Yang Wenguang fired a shot. Zhuang Lang buried his heart and understood it, and ordered his confidant to go to the top of the city and forced his robbery to take him to the city.

After letting Master Zhuang Lang sit down, Zhuang Langbeibao said anxiously: "Sir, how are you talking about this time?"

Master Zhuang Lang said, "Don't worry, the leader has seen Du Jingluo, and the leader attaches great importance to the leader Xiancheng."

Zhuang Lang chaibao said: "What are we asking for? What about Zhuang Lang clan after the city is celebrated?"

Zhuang Langshi said Du Zhongxiao's words and said, "Jingluo is very careful to take care of the Zhuanglang tribe. He just wants to build a city and build a road there, which is naturally different from before. According to the meaning of the scriptures, he will return to the State of Song in the future and everything will be different. Not only our Zhuanglang tribe, but other tribes are the same. In Du Jingluo's words, it is the place where the troops and horses arrive, and there is no restraint, and there is only the life of the court."

Zhuang Lang buried Bao without saying a word. After a while, he said: "After building the city in Heishan North, I am the city lord, and Zhuang Lang's troops guard the city. If the Song army is not there, will Du Jinglei agree to this condition? That wouldn't it help us build a city in vain!"

Zhuang Lang said, "I have asked this, and Du Jingluo really agreed. However, there is no need to think about helping us build a city. If the Song army is not there, there will be no artillery on the city. Without artillery, the Song army will attack whenever they want to attack the city? What's the use!"

Zhuang Langmabao said: "Can't we build our own cannons? Can't we buy them from other places?"

Zhuang Lang Shidao shook his head repeatedly: "No. Even the Khitan powers made cannons are poor, how can we build them ourselves? And there are cannons, gunpowder and shells, where do these things come from? The leader, the Song army, use guns and cannons like this, and others cannot learn them, even the Khitans don't come, let alone us? Du Jingluo said that the railway has been built to Dongshengzhou, and the Tiande Army will be built within 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's the use of those?"

Zhuang Langmiaobao said: "What railway is so powerful? Can it fly and can it pass the galloping horse quickly?"

"I don't believe it either. After asking, I realized that the train was running on the railway, and it was not slower than a horse. This car burned coal, and as long as the coal was on the car, it could run continuously. It could run a thousand miles a day and night, which was not comparable to that of a horse? Moreover, it was very much cargo, and a truck could drive over tens of thousands of stones. The leader thought, if there was such a car, wouldn't it be that hundreds of thousands of troops arrived in an instant?"

Zhuang Langmiaobao said: "With such a powerful car, why did the Song army allow Dangxiang to establish the country? Hundreds of thousands of troops came along the fire, and Dangxiang's troops would never be able to resist. - Sir, I think you are exaggerating!"

Zhuang Langshi sighed: "Chief, there are things that you don't believe when you don't see, and it's too late to see them. The railway needs to be built in a flat place, otherwise it will be extremely difficult to spend countless money. The terrain of Hengshan Mountain is broken, and it is not easy to build a bridge. The Song army only wants to build a road to Yanzhou. The Qinfeng Road in the west is not convenient, and it has not been built after several years of construction. I heard from Du Jingluo that by the next year, the railway to the Zhenrong Army will be opened. Once the railway arrives at the Zhenrong Army, the road will be smooth and the Song army can go along the road. If it weren't for this, where would the Song army get the confidence to attack Heishan? Even the Khitan fights here, because the journey is long, they can only withdraw. Why isn't the Song army afraid?"

Zhuang Langmiaobao looked at Master Zhuang Lang and frowned and said, "Sir, is this true? Will we tribes in the future--"

Zhuang Lang Shidao shook his head: "It's true. I saw in the Tiande Army that the Song army's materials were piled up like mountains, and countless large trucks were transported to the front line. Judging from their appearance, they were not worried about insufficient food and grass. The leader would really change in the future. Du Jingluo said that if the railway is open, the products of the Central Plains will be transported continuously, and it will not be the same as before. Not to mention other things, there is everything, and it is not much more expensive than the Central Plains."

Speaking of this, Master Zhuang Lang turned around and opened the bag he carried with him, and said to Zhuang Langchao: "Look, let's look, this is what I brought back from the Tiande Army and dedicated to the leader. This is called noodles, produced in the Central Plains, transported to Dongshengzhou by railway, and then transported to the Tiande Army by carriage. The leader, this is the most common military food in the Song army. Can this battle continue? "

Zhuang Langbeibao saw that the noodles brought back by Zhuang Lang were neatly tidy, with extremely thin and white faces, and were packed with thick legs, and wrapped in oil paper from the middle. Zhuang Langbeibao had never seen such a side as the governor.

After being silent for a while, Zhuang Lang buried Bao and said, "Sir, is this the ordinary military food of the Song army? How can people believe it?"

Zhuang Lang shook his head helplessly: "I didn't believe it either, but that's true! That night, Du Jingluo held a banquet to greet me, served me a bowl of noodles, and praised me after eating it. Du Jingluo heard that fine noodles are more expensive than meat, so he asked me to bring a few bundles. He also told me that after the train is opened here, this kind of thing will be as much as possible, and it is not too expensive. When I took the noodles, I happened to see it, and it was a whole room."

Speaking of this, Master Zhuang Lang almost cried: "The Song army outside, they rarely eat yellow rice. If the noodles are boiled in white water, they will vomit! But here, a pack of noodles can be bought by others! How can we fight this battle? The Song army does not use guns and cannons, but they only need these white rice and white flour to buy all the tribes here!"

Zhuang Langmiaobao bent down and touched the noodles a few times. The surface was sunny and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In Wushuhai City, even Dangxiang's soldiers could not eat corn. This was not because the city was short of food, but because their military rations were like this. Only officers could eat corn. The Song army opposite did not even eat corn, and they despise this kind of pasta. What if the Song army did not come to attack but used this food to win people's hearts? Zhuang Langmabao sat in his seat powerlessly and dared not think about it.

In fact, Du Zhongxiao's army was not that delicate. The military rations included a large amount of corn in normal times. However, during the war, it was too troublesome to bury a pot to make rice, so they were all replaced with pasta. There were many noodles because it was large-scale production on Jingxi Road, which was not expensive, was easy to transport, and was convenient. For nomadic tribes who rarely ate pasta, this was delicious, but for those who ate too much, they would certainly vomit if they had boiled white water without toppings.

If you buy it, Du Zhongxiao can buy many tribes with materials from the railway. But why should Du Zhongxiao bribe? His tens of thousands of troops, with guns and cannons, why not defeat him? The Hu people fear power but do not have virtue. If they do not take the blame, they will have no awe of the court. After they get the benefits, they will remember the court's kindness, otherwise they would think that they were brave enough to curry favor with them.

Zhuang Langmai Bao sat for a while, called a personal soldier, picked up a pack of noodles, asked him to cook it outside and then brought it in.

The personal soldier took the noodles and was about to turn around and go out. Master Zhuang Lang said, "Add eggs and a little salt when cooking will make it delicious!"

The personal soldiers responded and left the official hall. Soon, they brought in a big bowl, put it in front of Zhuang Langzhongbao, and crossed their hands and said, "Governor, I have never cooked it, I wonder if it is?"

Zhuanglangbeibao saw a big bowl of noodles, with thin strands clearly distinguished, as white as snow, with an egg on it, and a lot of white foam in the soup.

He ordered his personal soldiers to go out, and Zhuang Langmeng took out a pair of chopsticks, but he didn't say anything, picked up the noodles in the bowl and chewed them carefully.

Master Zhuang Lang looked at it, feeling indescribable. As the governor, it is not difficult to make some rare birds smell. Zhuang Lang Beibao is not a person who has eaten good food. But I have never eaten such noodles, or 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 so angry that they vomit.

After silently finishing a large bowl of noodles, Zhuang Langmaibo put down his chopsticks and caught off guard and burped.

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

Zhuang Langbabao nodded: "I have never eaten such fine pasta. Not only me, but also few people have eaten it."

Master Zhuang Lang said: "If it is not a great country in the Central Plains, how can we get such fine food? Only the Han people can do these things with cleverness."

Zhuang Langmabao said in a deep voice: "Sir, I'm going to see Du Jingluo. Is everything you say back true?"

Master Zhuang Lang said: "I am the same clan as the leader. Only when I can protect the tribe can we have everything. How can we say nothing?"

Zhuang Langmiaobao nodded: "That's it. I'll leave the city early tomorrow morning and tell General Yang outside that I'm willing to offer the city!"

Master Zhuang Lang was shocked: "Xiancheng? Did the leader agree to Xiancheng?"

Zhuang Lang chaibao said, "What else should I do? This battle is obviously impossible to win. If I continue, I will not be able to die, but it will affect the tribe. Tens of thousands of Song troops in Heishan, and the Zhuang Lang tribe was only in the middle of overthrow. For the tribe's plan, he could only offer the city. Since he could only offer the city, it would be better to offer it early than to offer it late! No matter how Du Jingluo deals with the foreign tribes in the territory in the future, the earlier we bid, the stronger we will always be than other tribes."

After hearing this, Master Zhuang Lang muttered in his heart. After eating a bowl of noodles, he decided to offer the city. Isn’t it too hasty?

Of course, Zhuang Langbeibao was not hasty. In the past two days, he saw Yang Wenguang outside the city set up artillery positions on the mountains on both sides and transported them up. In order to prevent the Song army from firing artillery from the mountains, Zhuang Langbeibao also made special arrangements to concentrate people on solid buildings. But how long can this last? There were Song troops outside attacking the city, and there were Song troops next to it to fire artillery from the mountains. It would not take long for the city to break.

Originally, the Song army could have taken advantage of the long-distance attack, but the logistics supply was insufficient, and it was hoped to drag down the Song army. Now it seems completely impossible. The most ordinary military rations of the Song army are delicious in the governor of its own. How can we drag the Song army away?

If you only have one way to surrender, it would be better to just give the city early. The Song army did not attack the city, and they still had some capital in their hands to exchange for some benefits. Du Zhongxiao said that if the Song army's shells fell into the city, everything would be stopped.

Zhuang Lang is a large part of the country. As long as the Song army supports it, it is not difficult to expand its power. It is nothing more than the arrangement of the Song army. There will be no independence in the future. Compared with the disaster of extermination, what is this?
Chapter completed!