Fang Er was instantly enraged, opened the car door, and got out.
He walked up to Jin Danà.
With a swift kick, he lashed out.
Indeed.
The horse stance he had maintained for nearly a year had improved Fang Er's physical condition severalfold!
Jin Danà didn't dare to move.
He was sent tumbling by the kick.
Are you saying this Count is wrong?
Jin Danà didn't get up, instead, he fell to his knees.
Your Excellency! This junior didn't mean that, it's just, Silla really has no persimmons!
Fang Er stepped back two paces, pressing his left hand on the front of the pickup truck.
He leaped up and sat on it.
Then he looked at Jin Danà.
But this Count heard that Silla does indeed have persimmons, and this Count wants to eat them.
Therefore, I give you one day to present the persimmons.
Otherwise, don't blame this Count for taking them himself.
At that time, these brothers behind this Count will help this Count search every inch of land, every house, and every warehouse in Silla!
Jin Danà was close to tears.
Your Excellency, it's not that this junior is unwilling, but I fear you've been deceived by a villain!
As far as this junior knows, Silla has no persimmons at all!
Even the kimchi eaten by high-ranking officials in our country and Baekje is brought from the Central Plains!
That's right.
Not only that, but the common people of both countries are immigrants from the Qin Dynasty.
They are neighbors with the Tang Dynasty and share the same ancestors!
Fang Er became furious, jumped down from the truck, and kicked him again.
This Count came looking for a persimmon, why are you spewing so much nonsense?
If you're unwilling to give it, you're trying to claim kinship?
Lao Ba! Set up the cannons! Aim at the city wall. If persimmons are not delivered before dark, bombard them fiercely for me!
By the way, Jin Danà, don't try to fool this Count with anything casual; this Count knows that stuff!
Tie Lao Ba waved his hand excitedly.
The artillerymen carried the various mortars and came out.
They briefly assessed the distance and direction.
Then they set up the cannons.
Fang Er added.
Lao Ba, show him what "bombing" means!
Tie Lao Ba grinned.
Your Excellency, rest assured! We'll hit the target with just one shot! No need for a second!
We'll make the city walls tremble!
Fang Er was stunned!
Who taught them this way of expression!
Jin Danà was dumbfounded!
He stared in horror at Tie Lao Ba holding a strangely shaped object.
He gestured a few times with his hand, then inserted it into that cylindrical tube.
Then, with a bang, he heard it.
With a burst of fire, the strangely shaped object flew out of the cylinder.
It shot towards the sky.
Looking at the direction the object was flying, Jin Danà breathed a sigh of relief.
At this speed and direction, it should have gone past Hanseong.
But before he could finish exhaling this sigh of relief.
He saw the object, after flying a distance, descend obliquely towards the city!
Boom!
A burst of fire erupted on the city gate tower!
Wood chips and shrapnel flew everywhere!
Several soldiers guarding there were blown away by the blast wave and shrapnel!
Two unfortunate ones were directly thrown off the city wall!
They fell outside the city, kicked their legs a few times, and then lay still!
Tie Lao Ba looked smug!
Your Excellency, was this shot accurate enough!
Fang Er's forehead was covered in black lines!
Accurate? Into the stomach?
These men have been out for half a year, and they've all gone bad!
How will this Count explain this to their wives and children when they return!
He shook his head, casting aside these strange thoughts.
He looked at Jin Danà.
See? Just like this, this Count can bombard you all day!
Are persimmons more important, or the lives of all the soldiers in this city? You decide, now get out of here!
Cheng Yaojin watched Fang Er's behavior and smiled happily!
Although Yuchi Jingde hadn't gotten out of the car, he was also very satisfied with Fang Er's methods.
This kid has changed!
He's become sneaky and cunning!
However, towards enemies, there's no such thing as being too cunning!
He had his soldiers hunt a deer in the distant woods.
The three brothers, two old and one young, set up a bonfire next to the pickup truck.
This deer was small.
It looked to be at most six months old, likely born in early spring.
The meat was very tender.
Eating venison and drinking a little wine.
It was a moment of great pleasure.
Jin Danà, who had returned to the city, was going mad!
Persimmons! Who knows where the persimmons are! Hurry up and find them!
If you don't find them, everyone will die!
The soldiers who had surrounded him, wanting to ask about the situation, were all stunned!
Having lived for twenty or thirty years!
They had never heard of such a mysterious thing as persimmons in Silla!
What are persimmons?
Could it be that the Tang army outside the city is besieging it just for persimmons?
Are these persimmons some kind of treasure?
So, a soldier, emboldened, asked.
General, did the Tang army outside the city say what kind of treasure these persimmons are?
Jin Danà was furious.
Thinking about being kicked twice outside earlier.
He then raised his leg and kicked the soldier who had spoken to the ground.
Treasure? That's just a kind of fruit!
Damn it! Spread the word! Whoever can provide a clue about persimmons, I'll promote him to副将! Hurry up!