Wu Nian asked his slaves to take Liu Xiang back, who looked worried, and he took the remaining slaves into the city and headed to the military camp.
In the military camp, drums roared.
The soldiers gathered in the school grounds and lined up in ten rows.
Wu Nian arrived at the Baihu Hall and waited for a while. Li Kun, Wu Dangkou and other officials arrived.
"Brother, what happened again?" Li Kun took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face. Since Wu Nian came to power, drums have been beaten frequently in this military camp, and the murderous atmosphere in Beishan Fort has been overwhelming.
They also became frightened.
"Brother, please be patient. Zhang Jin, Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng and others will come back soon." Wu Nian said calmly and with a smile.
Soon after, Zhang Jin, Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng, Li Yong and others also entered the hall one after another, standing with their swords in hand or sitting on the Grand Master's chair. Everyone packed the hall.
Wu Nian sat in the second highest chair, glanced at everyone, and nodded with satisfaction. Although Beishan Fort is small, it is fully equipped.
"I met a group of people on the road just now. The leader claimed to be Li from Jiang County. He fled south with his clan and planned to cross the sea to the hinterland of Chu State."
Wu Nian explained the matter. Except for Zhang Jin, Tieniu, Liu Wu and a few others, including Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng and Li Yong, their expressions changed.
"Twenty thousand households? This is a 200,000 strong Mongolian army. No wonder the north fell. What should we do?"
The official immediately broke down in cold sweat. Li Kun's face turned as white as paper and he said tremblingly.
"Let's run too. With all the people in the nest, there will be no eggs left. Liaodong is over." Wu Dangkou said firmly.
"That's right. Let's run too. Let's leave immediately." A small flag officer also nodded heavily and said firmly. His face was full of fear, just like when the plague came.
The Mongols and the plague are very similar, except that one is an invisible god of death, and the other is a visible god of death.
Zhang Jin held the handle of the knife with his left hand, looking at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose. His posture did not change at all, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a contemptuous expression.
Wu Nian's expression did not change at all.
"Wu Zongqi. I'm going to take my leave first." A small flag official couldn't help but clasped his fist at Wu Nian, stood up like his buttocks were burning, turned around and left.
The others' eyes flickered when they saw this, and they left one after another. Soon, only two officials appointed by the imperial court, Li Kun and Wu Nian, were left in the hall.
"Brother Xian. What are your plans?" Li Kun also wanted to escape, but he had a really good relationship with Wu Nian and had some confidence in Wu Nian. After struggling for a long time, he raised his head and asked Wu Nian.
Wu Nian looked at Li Kun, and the expression on his face finally changed. He said sincerely: "Brother. Now I just heard this news. Real. False. How many people are there in Mengyuan? Are there any in the north? We don't even know that we have lost everything. Beishan Fort is managed by me and is impregnable, so it can be safe for a while. Even if the situation is unfavorable, it's not too late for you to leave."
Wu Nian could not make a promise to Li Kun, and the next battle would definitely be arduous.
He is not a god and cannot guarantee that he will always win.
He only believed that Yan Han would not be defeated and would eventually win.
Li Kun was disappointed when he heard this. After his expression changed for a long time, he let out a long sigh, stood up and hugged Wu Nian and said, "Brother. It's not that I don't believe you. It's just that what Wu Dangkou said just now is right. How can there be perfection under the crowd? Egg. I must not neglect my family."
After saying that, Li Kun hugged Wu Nian again, then turned and left.
But when he reached the door, Li Kun stopped, turned around and said to Wu Nian: "Brother, I know your ability and martial arts. But when we are brothers, we should listen to my brother's advice and be decisive if something cannot be done. Leave quickly."
After finishing speaking, Li Kun clasped his fists again before leaving.
Wu Nian opened his mouth, but finally sighed and said nothing more.
When disaster strikes, everyone has their own ambitions.
Wu Nian didn't blame Li Kun either. Although they are brothers, Li Kun has no talent or courage, and he has to take care of his family.
For him, staying in the unpredictable place of Liaodong was better than heading south across the sea to the Kingdom of Chu.
"Hahahahaha." Zhang Jin suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter was sharp and full of heroic feelings. Wu Nian turned his head and looked at Zhang Jin, his eyes thoughtful.
Tieniu, Liu Wu, Li Yong and others were all confused and looked up at Zhang Jin.
"Master Baihu, please take a seat." Zhang Jin suddenly stopped laughing, took a step forward, moved his body, came to Wu Nian, bent down and saluted.
Tieniu, Liu Wu and others woke up and all the officials in Beishan Fort were gone. The small banner of Wu Nian was automatically promoted to become a hundred households in Beishan Fort.
"Master Baihu, please take a seat."
They also hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Wu Nian.
"Hey." Wu Nian smiled. He was a little sentimental about Li Kun's departure, but it was of great benefit to him that the official had left.
It is meaningless now that there are not hundreds of households.
The presence of this group of officials will more or less hinder his actions.
Now he is the real master of Beishan Castle.
He is not a Baihu, and even a Baihu can't say exactly what he wants. There are still restrictions from the general banner.
He is the city lord.
"There is no point in having a hundred households but not a hundred households." Wu Nian shook his head, then stood up from his seat, came to sit down at the position of a hundred households, looked at everyone, and said: "Li Yong. You are still in charge of logistics."
"Now we have three hundred serious soldiers. Brother (Zhang Jin), Liu Wu, and Tieniu each take charge of one hundred people, also called one hundred households, with general flags and small flags under them."
"Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng, you are in charge of the militia."
"The next step is our time. Whether we can succeed or not depends on the horses in our hands and the soldiers under our command."
At the end of the sentence, Wu Nian's voice was sonorous and his eyes flashed with coldness.
"yes."
Everyone had nothing to say and simply bowed. Then Zhang Jin, Tieniu, and Liu Wu sat on Wu Nian's left hand side, and Li Yong, Zhang Sheng, and Wang Gui sat on Wu Nian's right hand side.
"There is nothing else to say. We have done everything we should do, Lao Li." Wu Nian put his hands on his knees, sitting upright like a javelin, and his eyes fell on Li Yong in a flash.
"Master Baihu." Li Yong said respectfully, clasping his fists.
"Organize people to help me collect the cotton outside the city. In addition, organize some eloquent people. If there are people fleeing through Beishan Fort, try to keep them. But don't force them to stay, forcible melons are not sweet."
Wu Nian said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Li Yong responded with a bang.
Soon everyone went down. Wu Nian sat on the main seat, glanced at the empty hall, stood up with a sneer, and walked out with his head held high.
