The despair of Long Qie and others is not unreasonable.
If you look down from the air, the situation is clear.
Long Qie and other eight thousand people set up camp on Yundang Mountain. On the surrounding hills, there are dots of Mongolian and Yuan war soldiers stationed in units of thousands of captains.
The Meng Yuan people don't need to attack, they just need to defend and starve Long Qie to death.
One of the mountains.
The "Wanyan" flag stood high and fluttered in the wind. The Mongolian and Yuan soldiers were well supplied with supplies, and they were all fat and strong, and full of energy.
Either standing guard or patrolling, the murderous aura soared into the sky.
Inside the big tent. Wan Yanxian sat in the main seat.
He has an exquisite face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his hair is spread down, he wears an iron helmet hat, a black cotton-padded jacket, and a bearskin cloak behind him.
The Meng Yuan people were originally in a state of various small tribes. The royal Jin family rose up and unified the various tribes of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Some of the original tribal leaders were eliminated, some fled, and some rose up following the Jin clan.
The Wanyan tribe is a powerful clan that followed the Jin family in the south and north. Many women from the Wanyan family are married to the Jin family. Within the Mongolian and Yuan Empire, it had great influence politically and militarily.
Wan Yanxian is thirty-six years old this year. He is not young, but he is not old either. He started out as a captain of thousands and worked for ten thousand households for twelve years without any failure.
Politically, he was basically the same as the acting prince Chunyuan, and they were very close, so he became one of the 100,000 households who went south this time.
Now there are ten thousand households of Mongolian people, respectively guarding the five prefectures in Liaodong. The situation here in Guangyang Mansion is much better than that in Yingqing Mansion next door.
Although they all have thorns on their heads, Long Qie is about to die.
"It's so boring." Wanyanxian stretched and yawned, feeling a little unenergetic.
Wan Yanxian recalled the time when he was just starting out. At that time, his blood was really boiling. He held a big sword, galloped his horse, chased and killed the Han army, and was invincible.
but now.
People.
If you win, you will be invincible. How lonely it is to be invincible.
"Da da da." There was a sound of footsteps. After a while, a Meng Yuan man with a heavy waist and a strong back came in and reported to Wanyan Xian: "General. The Han soldiers discovered a group of suspicious people and were with them. There was a fierce battle. One person was captured alive, and according to the prisoner's account, Long Qie wrote a letter asking for help from Wu Nian in Beishan Fort."
Wanyan regained his energy and stood up in surprise: "Long Qie is still involved with Wu Nian?"
Although Long Qie followed Wu Nian and did many great things, Wu Nian stole the limelight. Long Qie didn't care and never publicized what he was doing.
The Meng Yuan people did not know the relationship between Long Qie and Wu Nian.
"Maybe there is involvement, maybe not. They are all the few Han people in Liaodong who are still resisting, and the year of Wu is at its peak. Long Qie is now at the end of his rope, maybe he just wants to try his luck."
The tough-looking Meng Yuan people shook their heads and said.
"No matter what, this is an opportunity." Wanyan said with a smile, and sat back again, with a look of interest on his handsome face.
"What does the general mean?" The Meng Yuan man, who was as tall as a tiger and a tiger on the back, was puzzled by what he meant, so he bent down and asked.
"Whether Wu Nian is involved with Long Qie or not, the letter has been sent out now. After Wu Nian receives the letter, there is a 50% chance that he will come out of Beishan Castle to rescue him. Jin Huanshan was left in a state of embarrassment by him, and he lost more than just It is the face of Jin Huanshan and the face of all Meng Yuan people. I am here to wait for work, defeat Wu Nian, and regain face."
Wan Yanxian's lips curled up, feeling extremely happy.
It was as if Wu Nian had died after he came out.
The Meng Yuan people, who had a strong waist and a strong back, didn't feel anything was wrong. If a turtle leaves its shell, does it still have any defense?
In the eyes of all Mongolian people, Wu Nian was just a turtle relying on the terrain.
It's a bit fierce, but nothing to worry about.
"Although there are two roads, I'm afraid the chance of Wu Nian coming out is less than 10%." The Meng Yuan man shook his head and said.
Of course they want the turtle to leave its shell, but the turtle may not be too happy about it.
What if Wu Nian ignored Long Qie's plea for help?
"I also don't believe that Wu Nian dared to come out. But think about it, what's wrong? You're not allowed to have a sweet dream? It's really boring to fight without any trouble. Just play with someone like Wu Nian. It’s a lot more fun.”
Wan Yanxian shrugged, completely looking for fun. Then he raised his head and said, "Let the spies be smart and don't let Wu Nian appear around us without knowing it."
"Yes." The Meng Yuan man with a strong waist and a strong back responded loudly, turned around and left the tent.
"Although it's impossible, I really hope you can come out." Wan Yanxian stood up and walked back and forth in the tent a few times. Then he came to the entrance of the tent and looked towards the Beishan Fort, looking forward to it.
Beishan Fort.
Inside the Wu Mansion. Wu Nian waved his hand and asked the soldiers to take the messenger down to rest, and ordered Haosheng to entertain them. Without any hesitation, Wu Nian asked his soldiers to invite the captains of various departments to come to see him. He led a group of soldiers into the hall and sat down.
"Brother Long is quite vigorous, but." Thinking of this, Wu Nian shook his head, grabbed the armrests of the Grand Master's chair with his hands, squeezed them tightly, and then let go.
Of course we need to save.
In the past, when he was in trouble, he went to ask Long Qie for help. Long Qie led his brothers to help without saying a word. Now that Long Qi is in trouble, will his conscience hurt if he doesn't save him?
brother.
They are people who entrust each other with life and death, and cut each other's backs.
But how to save it is a question. Wu Nian not only has brother Long Qie, but also brothers Zhang Jin and Tieniu. He cannot take risks easily and must have a solid plan.
Now the distance between him and Long Qie is at least a hundred miles. The mountains are blocked by heavy snow, making it difficult for carriages and horses to move. If he shovels the snow to save him, Long Qie will starve to death before anyone arrives.
Therefore, we must travel lightly, carry a small amount of food, and be quick to rescue.
This is a very dangerous thing, and it is easy to end up freezing or starving to death.
This is how Wu Nian sent Zhang Guang to see the King of Hell, so he was naturally aware of the risks involved.
Even if they don't starve or freeze to death, if they encounter Meng Yuan soldiers head-on or are surrounded, it will be a dead end.
Although Wu Nian won four battles in a row, killed four Mongolian and Yuan thousand captains, and nearly 5,000 soldiers, he never failed to win. In terms of the strength of both sides at this stage, he was content to be inferior.
"Brother Long, Brother Long. You have posed a problem for me." Wu Nian sighed, but soon became excited again.
Although the problem is a bit difficult, once Long Qie is rescued, the rewards will be great.
A ragtag group of eight thousand strong men and ordinary people, the general Long Qie.
If they are rescued, the strength of Beishan Fort will be greatly increased. When the weather warms up, Jin Huanshan will definitely lead his troops to attack.
As your strength increases, your chances of winning will also increase.
"General Wanhu's appearance is complete." Wu Nian stood up and walked out of the main room with steady steps. He turned and looked in the direction of Long Qie and sneered, his eyes full of determination.
