When the killing sounds stopped, the soldiers and civilians of Beishan Fort who had been shouting for killings all calmed down.
Did he win? Or lost?
Of course he won.
When the elite soldiers returned to the city gate with the wounded soldiers, they loudly asked the king on the city to open the city gate.
Wang Gui cried.
"It's really not easy." Wang Gui stretched out his right hand to make a fist and wiped his eyes with his wrist. He never dreamed that today would happen.
I remember that last winter, they learned that the Mongolian people were about to go south. Baihu Jinman City ordered the entire army to assemble and strengthen training.
That scene is still before my eyes.
At that time, he was still a sick man.
In just a few months, he became stronger. Almost all the Liaodong generals were wiped out, and all the officials ran away.
But they are still there, no, Beishan Fort is still there.
and.
will always exist.
He firmly believes this. Just follow that person and stand behind that person. That huge body will create a living space for us.
"Open the city gate." Wang Gui shouted, very hard, very hard, his voice was hoarse.
"Click, click." The militiamen reacted and hurriedly took down the wooden planks and opened the city gate.
Wang Gui quickly rushed down the city wall and asked the returning soldiers: "How are you doing, sir? Are you injured? Do you need help from the militia for anything?"
"Your Excellency was not injured. There was no order given to the militia." The first batch of elite soldiers who came back shook their heads and said. Immediately, they took the wounded soldiers back to the barracks.
"Come here. Be on guard. Don't let down your guard." Wang Gui immediately exhaled and did not relax. He turned around and shouted to the militiamen.
"Yes." The militiamen roared with all their strength, their morale was extremely high.
"We won. We really won. It's unbelievable. The generals in Liaodong almost collapsed. Now there are only a few old generals who are still defending the city. We actually won the field battle."
"It's really amazing. My decision was indeed right. Only Mr. Wu from Beishan Castle can lead us to defeat the Meng Yuan people. After all, he is the one who said those [Yanhan] words."
"We can win, we will win. The Han people in Liaodong will definitely stand up."
The militiamen clenched their fists and had tears in their eyes with excitement. They did not forget their responsibilities, patrolling and standing guard on and in the city with their heads held high, and strengthened their vigilance.
Wu Fuzhong.
Mrs. Chen is pregnant and her body is weak. Liu Xiang asked the maid to help her back to her room, and the others were sitting in the main room waiting.
The red candle bloomed with a faint light. Everyone was very nervous, their breathing was very heavy, and the air was extremely quiet.
This heightens the tension.
"Brother. You must win." Liu Xiang put his two small hands on his lower abdomen and grasped them tightly, very hard, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"Master. You will definitely win."
Wang Ruyan's little hands tightly grasped Xiaohong's hands next to her. Her beautiful face was so nervous that she turned pale, but her eyes were shining brightly.
She always believed in Wu Nian.
She doesn't like talented people, she likes heroes. She believed in the man she had chosen.
Wu was holding Li Ya and Zhang Zhen's two children, trembling all over.
At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded. An elite soldier who was relatively clean and had only a little blood on his body rushed in. He bowed down to Liu Xiang, who was frightened, and saluted, "Madam. Your Majesty ordered me to come and get the flag."
Everyone's eyes widened, and then their whole bodies fell limp as if their strength had been drained.
Won.
"Wait a moment." Liu Xiang reacted quickly, and her whole body was full of strength. She walked out of the main room with a red face, went back to her bedroom, took out a plain black box, and handed it to the elite soldiers.
"The stuff is inside." Liu Xiang patted the lid of the box and said solemnly.
She made this thing, and she knew what it meant.
"Yes." The elite soldier didn't know the weight of this thing, but since it was Wu Nian's special order, of course he attached great importance to it. He responded solemnly and turned around to leave.
"Everyone is tired after worrying for half the night. Go back to sleep. In addition, send someone to tell my sister and let her feel at ease." As a doctor, Liu Xiang was still very dignified at critical moments. She looked around at everyone, and her little face showed smiled.
"Um."
Everyone agreed, stood up, and planned to go back to the house. But soon Wang Ruyan and Xiaohong were taken away.
She had to help treat the wounded soldiers.
It's almost dawn.
The military households responsible for burying pots and cooking rice were killing pigs and sheep. When the time comes, pull out all the livestock, bring out all the wine, and reward the army.
The refugees were still divided into two groups. One group was suspicious in their dreams.
"Did Wu Nian really win? So many generals can't do it, but he can? That's a Meng Yuan man."
"Yeah, you're not lying to us, are you? It's impossible to win no matter how hard you think about it."
"Yes, don't lie to us. I think you should escape if you have the chance. Only by escaping from Liaodong can you survive."
The unsteady refugees are still unsteady and doubting the war.
I believe that the refugees in Wu Nian also cheered and cheered along with the military households and soldiers.
Slowly, daybreak came.
It was like a completely dark room, and the door suddenly opened a gap. Xiwei gradually flourished, and the light illuminated the earth.
"Dong, dong, dong." There were elite soldiers holding gongs and drums, and they started beating wildly, just like the death talisman of the King of Hell, rapid and fierce.
"Your Majesty, you have your fate. All people from Beishan Fort, whether they are elite soldiers, militiamen, ordinary people, or military households, except those who are seriously ill and cannot get out of bed. Regardless of men, women, children, or the elderly, all must go to the north of the city to gather."
"Your Majesty, you have your fate. All people from Beishan Fort, whether they are elite soldiers, militiamen, ordinary people, or military households, except those who are seriously ill and cannot get out of bed. Regardless of men, women, children, or the elderly, all must go to the north of the city to gather."
Not to mention that Wu Nian has now defeated the Meng Yuan people and his prestige has greatly increased. Even before, he was a person who always spoke the truth in Beishan Fort.
With the support of elite soldiers and militia, the 20,000 people in Beishan Fort walked out of the north gate with old women and children.
Some refugees were not very happy and suspected that Wu Nian was going to do something bad. But under the watchful eyes of the soldiers, they had no choice but to obey.
When everyone walked out of Beishan Castle, everyone was stunned.
Under the protection of the city wall, they were far away from war and killing. The only impression I have of war and killing is the sound of fighting.
And now they see it.
In front of the Mongolian camp that turned into scorched earth, many corpses were stripped of their coats and armors and piled together to form a mountain of corpses. Every face on the corpse is terrifying and hideous.
The blood has dried up and turned into dark black.
The fishy smell is so strong that it makes people sick.
Wu Nian sat on a small bench with an expressionless face. Next to him stands a very long flagpole, pointing straight to the sky.
"What does he (the adult) want to do?"
Even the militiamen and military households took a breath of air, not to mention the refugees. The same doubts appeared in their minds.
