The result is no doubt.
After Cheli and Wang Yongyuan were killed, the morale of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers was low, and Wu Nian led the Han soldiers to kill them all.
However, even though the morale of the Mongolian soldiers was low, they were still extremely ferocious and counterattacked at the last moment, causing huge casualties to the Han soldiers.
Those centurions were not vegetarians either.
When everything was over, there was no longer a living Meng Yuan person in the Wild Wolf Valley. Corpses covered the ground, and blood dyed the snow red.
The fanatical atmosphere gradually dissipated, and every Han soldier was exhausted. Some people simply sat down in the snow, panting heavily, and loosened their weapons and fell to the ground casually.
Some injured Han soldiers lay on the ground and made sounds of pain.
War is always cruel.
"Huh." Wu Nian breathed out a deep breath, his eyes passing over the corpses on the ground with a look of pity.
He had no sympathy for the Mongolian people. But he felt pity for the Han soldiers.
If it weren't for the damn Mongolian people who went south to start a war. Each of these strong men would not be buried in a place like this when his wife and children were on the hot bed.
Now was not the time to be sentimental. Wu Nian hardened his heart and after searching among the crowd, he said in a deep voice: "Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng. You two stay here. Treat the injured soldiers and bury the dead, even if The Mongolian people also buried it, otherwise it would cause a plague when spring comes."
"After it's taken care of, go back to the camp ahead. Wait for news from me."
"Yes." Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng responded and immediately organized people to deal with the funeral.
"Cheer up, everyone, and don't lie down. You'll freeze to death."
"Quick, help bury the bodies and treat the wounded."
"Liu Wu. You select five hundred people and come back with me immediately. I have killed two thousand captains, and there must be two empty camps. I will lead you to seize the camp."
Wu Nian's eyes fell on Liu Wu, who was covered in blood. This boy had done a good job today, but unfortunately, it was not time to rest yet.
"Yes." Liu Wu shook his head, feeling a little groggy, but after listening to Wu Nian's order, he mustered up the energy to respond.
"How's it going?" Wu Nian rode up to Wei Ru. After sizing him up for a moment, he got off his horse and asked in a deep voice.
Wei Ru looked a little embarrassed, his armor was dyed blood red, his hair and face were covered with blood, his face was pale, but there was no expression of pain.
Wu Nian estimated that Wei Ru was not injured, but he might have fought too hard and consumed too much energy.
this is normal.
The Mongolian soldiers are a group of scary guys, not scarecrows.
Wu Nian looked around at the Wei soldiers again. They were considered elite Han soldiers, but they were exhausted after a fight.
"I'm fine. Brother Wu." Wei Ru took a deep breath. After taking this breath, his body's fatigue was relieved a lot. She raised her head and looked at Wu Nian's face for a long time.
Wu Nian was a little puzzled, stretched out his hand and touched it, and found a little blood. He explained with a smile: "This is other people's blood."
"I know." Wei Ru shook his head, and then said seriously to Wu Nian: "Brother Wu, you are really strong. I believe that one day, sooner or later, you will be able to chop off the heads of the generals of Mengyuan Ten Thousand Households."
This is what Wei Ru said from the bottom of his heart. It is important for people to know themselves. Although she is a martial arts fanatic, she thinks that her talent is not as high as Wu Nian's and her perseverance is not as strong as Wu Nian's.
It might be difficult for her to kill a Meng Yuan Wanhu in her life, but she believed that Wu Nian would be able to do it.
She saw the fight just now. Wu Nian not only defeated two Mongolian and Yuan commanders in single combat, but also killed the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers very smoothly.
The skills and ferocity displayed by Wu Nian were beyond her reach. No. All the heroes among the Liaodong generals are also far behind.
Looking at the person in front of me, I recalled the fierceness that the person in front of me had just burst out. Wei Ru firmly believed that Wu Nian would be able to expel the Tartars and regain Liaodong.
Her father asked her to join Wu Nian. This decision was really the right one.
Not only Wei Ru thought so, but also the Wei Jiajun present. They were either sitting on the ground panting, or struggling to stand, but their eyes all fell on Wu Nian, that look in his eyes.
"Fear like a god."
Before this, they had not heard of Wu Nian's reputation. The formation beheaded five Mongolian Yuan thousand captains and massacred nearly five thousand Mongolian Yuan soldiers.
But what I hear is never as shocking as what I see.
Their thoughts were exactly the same as Wei Ru's. If there were Han people in the world who could kill the generals of the Ten Thousand Households of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, then Wu Nian must be one of them.
in the near future.
"Miss Wei. Thank you for your kind words." Wu Nian smiled and said to himself: "I have no doubt about this."
"However, you don't need to be highly skilled in martial arts to kill the Meng Yuan Wanhu general. As long as you use your troops properly, you can. The means include but are not limited to ambush, water attack, and fire. As long as the army is elite enough, anyone can kill the Meng Yuan Wanhu general. .They are humans too, not gods. They can be killed."
At this point, Wu Nian's face became serious, he looked around at all the soldiers present, and said in a deep voice: "In a war, no one is superfluous. Just like today. Without you, I alone can do it." It’s nothing.”
"So. After you settle down, you have to train well. Whether we can recover Liaodong depends entirely on you."
This sentence especially boosts morale.
That's right.
The general's personal force is important, but we are equally important.
The exhausted Han soldier's eyes lit up, as if he had eaten ginseng fruit, and his fatigue disappeared all of a sudden.
The recovery of Liaodong depends entirely on us.
"Yes." The soldiers roared together, and their voices were like an eagle, soaring straight into the sky.
"Haha." Wu Nian chuckled, and then said to Wei Ru: "Miss Wei, you also selected five hundred elite soldiers. Wait a minute, and we will each lead our troops to attack a Mongolian and Yuan camp."
"Okay." Wei Ru nodded without any hesitation, and then went down to select soldiers. The guards suffered heavy casualties in this battle, but if they were selected carefully, they should still be able to gather a full 500 troops.
Soon after, Liu Wu and Wei Ru each selected 500 elite soldiers, totaling 1,000 people, and lined up to wait.
Wu Nian looked at Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, who were still cleaning the battlefield, took a deep breath, took the horse's horse from the hands of the soldiers again, put the sole of his left foot into the stirrup, grabbed the saddle with both hands, and turned on the horse.
"Brothers, let's go and rescue our compatriots." Wu Nian shook the horse in his hand, shouted loudly, and drove his horse forward.
