Beishan Fort.
Morning. The cooks and cooks in charge of the kitchen are still preparing breakfast. Wu Nian had already finished washing, let his servants come in, put on heavy armor for himself, picked up the steel knife, and went to the yard to practice his sword skills.
The knife skills are very unpretentious.
Just swing, swing, swing again.
Wu Nian practiced very seriously and tried his best with every sword strike. Coupled with the armor weighing dozens of kilograms, I was soon sweating.
He just came back yesterday.
He already knew the mountainous terrain fifty miles away from Beishan Fort. I remember the remote roads and rivers very clearly.
I can’t remember the mountains, there are too many.
He had made all the preparations that needed to be made. He only had to wait for the Meng Yuan people to officially move south, and then respond according to the situation.
Before breakfast was cooked, Wu Nian stopped exercising. He asked his domestic slave to untie his heavy armor and wipe it with it. He was already sweating profusely, and the sweat would not only make the armor stink, it might also cause the leather to be moth-eaten, and it would have to be wiped clean and maintained.
After training in such heavy armor, Wu Nian's aura was a little disturbed and his face turned red.
But it doesn't matter, take a few deep breaths and you'll be able to breathe evenly.
"Brother, breakfast is ready." Liu Xiang, a little girl, appeared in the corridor, and then took an embroidered handkerchief and wiped Wu Nian's sweat distressedly.
Her brother was really busy, as if there was a wild beast chasing him from behind.
Liu Xiang knew what was going on, but she still felt distressed.
"Um."
Wu Nian nodded, smiled and pinched Liu Xiang's smooth and fleshy little face, which was becoming more and more juicy.
There were maids walking around, Liu Xiang's face was slightly red, but she didn't move away.
Wu Nian quickly wiped off his sweat and went to the restaurant to eat with Liu Xiang. Except for Chen, the whole family sat together to eat.
Breakfast was very rich. Chicken, pork, eggs, a few vegetarian dishes. Including Liu Xiang, others didn't eat much. Most of the food would go into Wu Nian's stomach.
People.
The less physical exertion means the less you eat.
Liu Xiang has not done menial work for a long time, and her appetite is getting smaller and smaller.
After the meal, the maid will clear away the dishes and other items. Liu Xiang stood up and took Wu Nian's hand and said, "Brother, let's go look at cotton."
Wang Ruyan looked at it with a smile and left with Xiao Hong.
Wu also left with Zhang Zhen and Li Ya.
"Okay." Wu Nian nodded.
A cheerful smile appeared on Liu Xiang's lips. Immediately, the two took some domestic slaves and left the Beishan Castle to see their cotton fields.
Just leave the fort.
The entire Beishan Fort only has more than 10,000 acres of land, and 3,500 acres are Wu Nian's cotton land.
The cotton is growing well and will be ready for harvest in two or three days.
"Brother, I have prepared the warehouse. There is just so much cotton. If there is a fight, how will we sell it?"
Liu Xiang looked at the cotton field happily, but also worried.
A flash of light flashed in Wu Nian's eyes. The Meng Yuan people's march south was slower than he thought.
Now that the grain of the military households has been harvested, his cotton will also be harvested.
Under normal circumstances, there are merchants who come to buy cotton. He could also take the cotton out and sell it in big cities.
This kind of bulk cargo is very popular.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation.
The winter in Liaodong is cold, and there are many places where cotton is used.
As soon as the war broke out, the market for cotton was cut off. But it doesn't matter, Wu Nian already has a plan. He could produce and sell his own goods, mobilize women, and improve looms.
Turn cotton into cotton cloth.
War is coming. Not only could cotton not be sold, cotton cloth could not come in either.
Cotton is very popular.
If possible, Beishan Fort can also be built into a cotton production base or something.
Used to gather financial resources.
"Don't worry. There will always be a solution when the time comes. Collect the cotton first and store it in the warehouse." Wu Nian said to Liu Xiang with a smile.
"Yeah." Liu Xiang hummed, and the worry on her face completely dissipated.
Her trust in her brother is 100%.
If my brother says it’s okay, then it will definitely work.
At this moment, Wu Nian raised his head and looked north. A group of men who did not look like merchants were heading towards Beishan Fort.
There were carriages for women, large carriages for baggage, and attendants such as domestic soldiers, domestic slaves, maids, etc. There were several strong men riding tall horses leading the team.
There was more or less fear on everyone's faces.
It was like an escape.
Wu Nian's heart moved and he stood still and watched. The house slaves around him were very alert and took the initiative to surround the two masters.
"Brothers. I am the commander-in-chief Wu Nian. What happened?" After the other party approached, Wu Nian clasped his fists and asked.
The convoy stopped immediately, and several strong men showed surprise. Immediately, one of the strong men in green clothes turned over and dismounted, clasped his fists and saluted Wu Nian: "It turns out to be Mr. Wu from Beishan Fort. I am really honored to meet you. I am Li Yun from Jiang County. These are my brothers from the same clan." .”
"So it's all brothers Li." Wu Nian nodded and gave a fist to the men surnamed Li who were getting off their horses one after another.
After getting to know each other, Li Yun went straight to the point and said: "But I got the news. The Mongolian Yuan people sent 200,000 troops south, and now the northern part of Liaodong has fallen. The front of the troops is approaching the south. We plan to go south and take a sea ship to go south."
"The matter is urgent, so I won't say much more. Mr. Wu, you should make preparations in advance."
After saying that, Li Yun handed over to Wu Nian, and then he got on his horse with several brothers from the same clan, took his family members and slaves, and hurriedly entered Beishan Fort and headed south.
Wu Nian was surprised.
"Two hundred thousand troops heading south? The Mongolians have gathered more than half of the country's troops."
"Northern Liaodong fell so quickly? How is General Wei Changqing? I hope he can hold on to the city or break out."
Wu Nian originally planned to ask Li Yun to stay, stay in Beishan Fort for a few days, and take the opportunity to recruit them as a fighting force. But think about it and forget it.
Li Yun has a clan, seems to be quite knowledgeable, and has plans. He will not stay in this poor place like Liaodong easily.
"Brother." Liu Xiang had a look of fear on her little face, stretched out a pair of small hands to grab Wu Nian's arm, and called out softly.
"Don't be afraid. The soldiers will stop you, and the water will cover you up." Wu Nian smiled and held her small hands. After thinking for a moment, Wu Nian said seriously: "Xiang'er. Go make a banner for me."
"Squary. It has a fiery red background and embroidered with yellow fonts. Wang Ruyan's handwriting is very good. Ask her to help you."
"What characters are you tattooing?" Liu Xiang was confused and asked in confusion.
Is it "Wu"?
"Yan Han." Wu Nian slapped his forehead and said quickly, forgetting the two most important words.
"Oh." Liu Xiang said.
I don’t know whether it’s my daughter’s house or not. She was not very clear about the weight of these two words and this flag.
"Zhang Sui. You go to the military camp and ask people to beat drums and mobilize the troops."
"Li Yuan. Go tell Zhang Jin and ask him to come back to Beishan Fort."
"Zhang Song. Go door to door looking for officials."
Wu Nian looked around at the slaves on both sides and issued orders one after another.
