"Are you a scholar?" Li Yong pretended that he didn't know Chen Ning, held his chin, looked at Chen Ning, and asked in a deep voice.
"Could he be exposed?" Chen Ning immediately panicked. With Wu Nian's current prestige in Beishan Fort, he would be torn into pieces by the angry soldiers.
But his psychological quality is very strong. Although he is panicked in his heart, he is calm on the outside. He calmly bowed his hands to Li Yong and said, "Reporting to Li Sima, I have read books."
"How many years have you been studying? Did you study in a private school? Do you have any fame?" Li Yong asked as if he was interested.
"Han Chuang has been studying hard for ten years. He studied in a private school. He has no fame." Chen Ning felt certain when he saw this and became more and more calm.
"Yes. Although there is no fame, but now our Beishan Fort's population is equivalent to a county town. In addition, the general opened the mansion, and the mansion lacks many civil servants. Are you willing to work in the mansion?" Li Yong took advantage of the situation and extended an olive branch. , Zhao Zhaodao.
Those men who were afraid of joining the army suddenly looked at Chen Ning with envy. I hate my parents so much, why don’t they send me to study.
It’s great to be a scholar.
Chen Ning was also very happy. If he was dragged to be a strong man, he would probably die on the battlefield. Now it couldn't be better.
Chen Ning thought for a moment, with a look of awe on his face, and said loudly: "As a descendant of the Yan Han, I am willing to serve the general with all my hard work."
"Okay. You don't need to be a militiaman anymore. Just stand aside and I will take you to the mansion later and put your name on it." Li Yong nodded with satisfaction and said.
"Yes." Chen Ning became more and more calm, moved to Li Yong's left side, and quickly got into the role.
Wu Nian established a grass-roots team. Among the three important officials in the founding of the government, there was only one Sima Li Yong in charge of military supplies and logistics, and two were missing.
The militiamen were also half reluctant.
But he had set up a team after all, and now there is a fanatical atmosphere over Beishan Fort, whether willingly or unwillingly.
All they could do was roll up their sleeves and follow him.
The elite soldiers, militiamen, and civilians all united around the power structure [Fuhan General's Mansion] and started operating at a high speed.
The remaining soldiers of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.
Whether it is Mongolian soldiers or Han soldiers.
Defeat is the same. Spread your legs and run wildly.
In the tunnel battle, Wu Nian only defeated and killed a large number of Mongolian and Yuan soldiers, but did not completely annihilate them. It's not that he doesn't want to annihilate them all, but that he doesn't have enough troops.
It is impossible for three hundred elite soldiers to surround and annihilate a thousand people.
These Mongolian and Yuan soldiers fled from three directions: north, east, and west, but no one was stupid enough to flee to Beishan Fort.
At daybreak, these people followed their instinct and gathered in the north.
They also had four centurions. After counting their number, there were more than three hundred people.
Four centurions sat together with sad faces on their faces.
"We were defeated and even the captain was dead. General Jin was furious and might have killed the four of us."
"Even if we are killed, there is nothing we can do. We can't escape. Our family is still in Mengyuan."
"Although we are only more than 300 people now, there are definitely some who have scattered. How about we gather our forces and attack Beishan Fort to make the difference?"
"Now the morale of the soldiers is low and there are no supplies. How can we storm Beishan Fort? We will only be defeated again. I think we should choose someone to gallop back to Jiang County to report the news. Please ask General Jin not to kill us and let us take the lead as a death squad. . In this way, we can always survive. Even if we die, it is much better to die on the way to charge than to be beheaded."
"That's right. Dying in battle is honor, being beheaded is humiliation. If I die in battle, my family will be proud of me. If I am beheaded, my family will spurn me."
In the battle last night, six centurions were killed. The death rate among officials was frighteningly high. Moreover, these four did not flee in the face of the battle, but had to retreat because the situation was not right and they were coerced by the rebels.
They still have a sense of honor in their hearts and the pride of being centurions of the Mongolian people.
Soldiers who are not afraid of death and want to avenge their previous shame are the most terrifying.
The four centurions looked sad at the beginning, but looked determined at the end. They all turned to look in the direction of Beishan Castle, showing expressions of gritted teeth.
We must gnaw down this city and avenge our previous shame.
"I went to plead guilty to General Jin and asked him to let us be the first wave to attack the city." A majestic centurion stood up and said firmly.
"Okay. You go right away. We will gather the remaining soldiers and return to Jiang County." Another centurion nodded and said.
They can't stay without food and supplies. Even if they want to set up a death squad, they can only retreat first.
The four centurions were all brave and determined people. After they had an idea, they immediately split up and acted.
Jiang County.
This was originally a big city with prosperous commerce. When the Meng Yuan people first entered Jiang County, the city gates were closed and the city was under martial law.
The people in the city were indeed panicked. But soon thousands of Han households were established, and Zhang Bu began to recruit troops.
The county government began to operate again.
The Mongolian and Yuan armies were stationed outside the city again and did not enter the city to disturb the people.
Again, many people forget about the pain after their scars heal. Many people have forgotten about the Mongolian people spreading the plague.
They saw that the Meng Yuan people not only did not massacre the city, but also showed a pro-people attitude. Although I am not grateful, I am really relieved.
Life has to go on anyway.
No matter who pays grain or taxes, it will be the same.
Without Wu Nian as a troublemaker, the Meng Yuan people's strategy would have been very smooth. They will quickly eat up the remaining generals and land in Liaodong, turn the Han people into "national people", and use the combined army of Han and Mongolian people to attack Shanhaiguan and eat the Chu State.
Jiang County will soon regain its prosperity.
Jin Huanshan's mansion, inside the hall.
The splendid main hall is filled with exquisite and precious decorations. Jin Huanshan wore a silk gown and sat elegantly on the main seat. Under him are Zhang Bu, a general of ten thousand Han households, and Bao Wei, the county magistrate.
Half of them surrendered. Of course, a small county magistrate did not have the courage and ability to resist the Mongolians.
Jin Huanshan held the tea cup and took a sip of tea. A look of relief appeared on his face. He raised his head and said to the two of them: "When it comes to things like growing tea, playing chess, calligraphy and painting, you Han people are better."
"This Dahongpao. When I was in the north, even if I was a general of ten thousand households, it would be difficult for me to drink it. It is truly unique in the world. Good tea, good tea."
The county magistrate Bao Wei immediately shaved his beard and patted the horse and said: "That's what the general said. Farming, growing tea, playing chess, calligraphy and painting still depend on the Han people. Battle formations and fighting still depend on the Mongolian people."
"There is not only Dahongpao, but also a lot of good tea from the Chu Kingdom. When our army breaks through Shanhaiguan, enters the Chu Kingdom, and takes control of the Central Plains. With the status of a general, there will be plenty of good tea."
"Hahahaha." Jin Huanshan has outstanding abilities and is invincible when leading troops in battle, but who doesn't like to hear good words? Hearing this he burst into laughter.
Well said, Liaodong is already catching a turtle in a urn.
We are not far away from the Mongolian Yuan taking over the Central Plains.
