The road from Jiang County to Beishan Fort takes more than a day to travel quickly. Under normal circumstances, it would take at most three days for the army to arrive.
But this time, the three Meng Yuan commanders who led the troops encountered the first hurdle after walking for three days.
A mountain stream without bridges. What's even more frightening is that due to a heavy rain, the water level in the stream swelled.
Even if the soldiers abandoned their heavy carriages, no one could get through.
"This was originally a stone arch bridge. Building such a stone arch bridge takes a long time and consumes a lot of materials."
A Han guide looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded and murmured.
It is much easier to destroy than to build.
In a place like the mountains, building a stone arch bridge requires a huge amount of effort. But such a bridge was destroyed by Wu Nian without hesitation.
This wasteful thing.
"Enter the carpenter. Build a temporary wooden bridge." Li Dazui's eyes were splitting, and the anger in his heart had reached the top of his head. If he didn't release it, he would burn himself to death. He shouted.
Of course there are craftsmen in the army who build bridges, pave roads, and repair siege equipment. Of course, they are still Han people, and the Mongolian people are only responsible for sending soldiers.
A white-haired old craftsman walked up and said tremblingly: "Sir, the water is too strong now, and people can't stand still. Going down is a dead end."
Li Da's face turned green and he tightened his grip on the riding crop, but this time he did not swing it. Craftsmen are different from auxiliary soldiers. Just kill the auxiliary soldiers and then strengthen them.
Craftsmen, especially old craftsmen like this, will die one by one.
"Guide. Is there another way?" Li Dazui yelled at the guide. The guide lowered his head, not daring to hide from the spittle spouting from Li Dazui, and whispered: "Yes, but it requires a long detour."
Li Dazui had nothing to say, and could only roar helplessly and furiously towards the sky.
"ah!!!!!!"
He had a lot of energy, and his roar resounded through the mountains and lasted forever. The birds on the surrounding trees fluttered in alarm.
After a long time, Li Dazui gasped and stopped roaring. He stopped and said, "Look for a place to set up camp. The craftsmen will keep an eye on the water level and start work immediately when the water level drops."
"Yes." Everyone breathed out and quickly bent down to answer.
Beishan Fort.
When the rain stops, we can start working.
Under Li Yong's organization and led by the peasant women from Beishanbao, the peasant women either turned on the looms to make a large amount of cotton, or felled trees all over the mountains and plains.
Hunting teams were also organized to go hunting in the mountains. All the prey obtained was given to the elite soldiers.
Including Wu Nian's family, except for those who are sick and weak, such as the Chen family, no one is allowed to eat meat or eggs. All such foods that can supplement protein are saved for the elite soldiers.
The militiamen could occasionally get some soup to drink.
In the year of Wu, the number of elite soldiers expanded was twelve hundred households. Zhang Jin, Tieniu, and Liu Wu each commanded three hundred households, while Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng led three hundred households as Wu Nian's personal soldiers.
The four of them and the four command systems chose the valley or the flat ground to start training. There is very little that can be trained in such a short period of time.
Mainly to recognize faces.
When fighting, every soldier must remember the members of his own squad (small flag) and the small flag officer.
In addition to recognizing faces, Zhang Jin and other captains also taught the soldiers various tips for defending the city.
Although Beishan Fort still doesn't know how violent and powerful Jin Huanshan's revenge is. But everyone understands that the most important thing in this war is to defend the city.
What to do if you are injured.
The enemy has scaled the city wall. Who should scale it?
How to shoot the arrow in your hand quickly and steadily.
These are necessary knowledge.
Wu Nian attached great importance to taking care of wounded soldiers and taught them simple knowledge such as how to quickly stop bleeding and how to treat wounds.
The medical team, commanded by Wang Ruyan and composed of some brave peasant women, is also stepping up training and stocking up on bandages, catgut, etc.
The militiamen, whose number is several times that of the elite soldiers, are also stepping up their training. Theirs is much simpler. They are just an auxiliary and supplementary force.
Moreover, people are divided. But Wu Nian still attaches great importance to it.
North of Beishan Fort.
Two to three thousand militiamen were arranged in a large square formation, holding simple spears in their hands. They had no coats or armor. Some had bows and some did not.
Some people look determined, while others are timid.
Wu Nian stood opposite them, wearing a brand-new war jacket and a saber hanging on his waist, followed by some domestic slaves.
Wu Nian took a deep breath, looked at the militiamen, and said loudly: "I know. Some of you think I am a devil, and it was I who sent you to the battlefield."
"I admit that I am the devil, and it is I who want you to shed your blood."
"But I do hope that you can survive. In this short period of time, I will teach you how to carry out simple battles and how to save your own lives."
"You are on the battlefield. You are the soldiers. To survive is simple, defeat the enemy. We have become a giant loom. You are part of it, and so am I."
"Every part can play its own role."
"The more enemies one of you kills, the more chances you have to survive."
"You work hard, let's train."
At the end, Wu Nian took a deep breath, and then drank out loud, with a loud voice that resounded throughout the world.
After hearing this, the militiamen became very commotion. A militiaman stood up excitedly, bowed and saluted Wu Nian and said: "General, please don't belittle yourself. I don't think you are a devil. I think you are Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, the generals who led us to victory."
"Expel the Tartars and recover Liaodong."
At the end of the sentence, the militiamen held their heads high and their eyes shone brightly. Trust, respect, and admiration intertwined on his face, eventually turning into fanaticism.
If there was anyone capable of leading them to victory, it was the general in front of them.
"Thank you." Wu Nian felt the corners of his eyes were slightly sour. Although many militiamen were reluctant, many militiamen supported me.
"Start training immediately." Wu Nian took another deep breath, adjusted his breath, and shouted.
"Yes." Two to three thousand militiamen shouted in unison, with great momentum.
Wu Nian nodded and took a spear from the hand of the house slave next to him. He did not teach the spear technique immediately. The first man said: "The main action of the spear is to thrust."
“Don’t use your spear as a club in a crowded city.”
"The stabbing must be accurate, fast and accurate. Against the Mongolian soldiers without armor, you can stab them anywhere. But against the Mongolian soldiers with armor, you can only stab at the neck."
"If not. Then we can only stab the feet of the Meng Yuan soldiers, push the Meng Yuan soldiers away, or trip the Meng Yuan soldiers to create opportunities for our companions."
Wu Nian held the spear and patiently began to explain the advantages and disadvantages of this weapon and how to cooperate on the battlefield.
Under his coordination, no matter whether you are willing or unwilling, you can only follow him.
Beishan Fort has become a hard rock. Even if the Meng Yuan people are really a fierce tiger, they will break their teeth.
