Beishan Fort, outside the north city wall.
It's also dusk, and it's the same time to withdraw troops.
The Mongolian people abandoned a large number of corpses and retreated into the camp like a tide. The fresh corpse attracted many vultures to circle in the sky, and they might fall down at any time and bite the corpse.
Inside the Meng Yuan camp, on the camp gate. There is a flag with the word "gold" in it, which moves with the wind and makes a hunting sound. Jin Huanshan was wearing armor but not a helmet. He stood under the banner and looked at the Beishan Fort in front of him, with a commander standing next to him.
Both of them looked solemn and silent.
"As expected of Wu Nian, he defended beautifully. Although I invested my troops regardless of the cost, and countless soldiers died, this city seemed like a candle in the wind, with only one breath left, but in the end he defended it time and time again. .”
Jin Huanshan's face showed admiration. He thought Wu Nian was in the city. Although his evaluation of Wu Nian was already very high, it has now increased a bit.
It's really good to keep things even and stable.
"Yes. He is really tenacious in guarding. Even Wei Changqing is not as tenacious in guarding." Qianfu Chang was very simple and honest, with a sparkle in his eyes as he nodded.
"General. Now our soldiers have suffered serious losses. And the war may last for a long time. We have to move soldiers to the court to replenish them."
Then, he said again.
With their backs to the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, they were like sons with a father.
Without the support of Chu State, Wu Nian was like an orphan.
Their advantage is that they can be supplemented by rear troops at any time.
"Although there is no face, back-up tactics are necessary. I will report to the court immediately and recruit three thousand elite soldiers to make up for the losses of each thousand captains."
Jin Huanshan struggled for a while, but finally sighed, nodded and said.
The last time he was beaten by Wu Nian, he lost his troops and generals. So much so that he asked the court for five thousand soldiers as a supplement. This time he asked the court for troops again.
It's really unpleasant, but Beishan Fort is not so easy to win.
Anyway, I have already lost all my dignity, and it doesn’t seem to matter if I lose it again.
Broken jar, broken jar.
Ask for help.
After Jin Huanshan finished speaking, he handed over the remaining matters to the captain. He walked down from the camp gate, returned to the tent, spread out the white paper, picked up a pen and started writing.
Beishan Fort, on the city wall.
The guard, who was thinner and darker, wore extremely worn armor and a helmet, and stood in front of the city gate tower with a steel knife full of gaps, watching the soldiers.
She was not injured today because she did not participate in the battle. She just watched the whole time. There was no way, her body no longer allowed her to fight anymore, so she had to rest for a few days.
Wei Ru turned his head and looked at the soldiers on the city. Looking at the very tired soldiers, they lay directly on the city wall and fell asleep with their heads on the corpses.
Looking at the injured soldier, he didn't even have the strength to speak. Watching Wang Ruyan, Xiaohong, Liu Xiang and the women come up to help.
Looking at these soldiers, there are very few familiar faces. Continuous battles have caused a lot of losses to the elite soldiers under her command.
The soldiers in the city now are mainly newly recruited militiamen.
There are many old people among them. In order to prevent young people from dying, these old people resolutely stood on the city wall and planned to die on the wall.
"It's really not easy." Wei Ru bit his lips that had also lost their blood color, his body was trembling slightly, and his heart was very sad.
But she quickly cheered up.
At least the castle was held. And their coach is leading two thousand troops outside as a surprise force.
In this war, the winner must be Beishan Fort. Thinking of this, Wei Ru's big, round eyes shone with determination.
In the city, in the mansion of General Fu Han.
Liu Zhixing sits in the General's Mansion and coordinates all affairs. Many officials were surrounding him, doing various things.
Inside Chang Shi's office. Liu Zhixing, who had been suffering from insomnia for many days, had dark eyes and bloodshot eyes. He looked up at the young Chen Ning and said, "Chen Ning. Go and arrange to recruit the next batch of militiamen to join the battle."
"Yes." Chen Ning responded, turned around and walked out.
Liu Zhixing took a breath and slowly sat on the Taishi chair. He stretched out his right hand to pinch his eyebrows, showing a tired look.
This Chen Ning was sent in by Zhang Bu.
Now that the careful work has been exposed, it will not only bring no benefits to the enemy, but also disadvantages.
Wu Nian's plan is to put Chen Ning in a high position, and when he has the opportunity, let him release false news to Zhang Bu, and then kill him with one blow.
The situation in Beishan Fort is very difficult now, but Liu Zhixing, like Wei Ru, firmly believes that they will win.
In this case, the script still needs to be written as it was originally written.
He is working hard to give Chen Ning credit and slowly promote Chen Ning.
These things flashed through Liu Zhixing's mind. His mind immediately returned to the present, he picked up the cold tea cup next to him, took a sip, and regained a little energy. He put down the tea cup and said with a wry smile: "General, when will you launch the attack, we really won't be able to hold on for long."
The Meng Yuan people's offensive was more fierce than they expected.
Beishan Fort is really unable to hold on any longer.
Chen Ning, who left the Fu Han General's Mansion, took a few petty officials with him and began knocking on doors door to door in the castle. According to the household registration list, he took away a strong man to serve as a supplement to the militia.
Most of the strong men regarded death as home and accepted this order calmly. But there are also a few who are timid and cry until they die, refusing to participate in the battle.
But they had no choice but to force them to go to the battlefield.
While Chen Ning was doing this, he did not forget his own job. As Zhang Bu's spy, he has to pass on information to the outside world.
He now has an important piece of information, but he has never been able to find a chance to pass it on.
The castle's guards were really too tight.
This important information is that Wu Nian is not in the city. With the strength of two thousand households and 20,000 people working together, Beishan Fort withstood the fierce attack of one ten thousand household.
Chen Ning was not very proficient in fighting, but even so, he knew that the threat Wu Nian would have if he stayed outside unknown to the public would be extremely huge.
Assassins hiding in the shadows may attack at any time.
"Damn it, how can I get the news out?" Chen Ning was thinking anxiously while doing things in Beishan Castle.
It soon became dark. After Wu Nian killed Wei Huchen, the commander of thousands of troops under Jin Ruiyun, he walked over the mountains and ridges on a small road and arrived near Beishan Fort.
That is, right under Jin Huanshan's nose.
That's right. Although Jin Ruiyun had various speculations, he wrote a letter to Jin Ruiyun and Wan Yanxian. But he received the news before dawn after all.
Wu Nian is very familiar with the terrain nearby. His soldiers are naturally capable of crossing mountains and ridges. From the vicinity of Chengshan Fort to the vicinity of Beishan Fort, it is only thirty or forty miles of mountain road.
They traveled through the night, easily.
Simply put, they made a time lag. Before Jin Ruiyun's letter arrives, Jin Huanshan also needs to be given a sap.
Very heavy sap.
After all, good things come in pairs.
Jin Ruiyun has already been beaten, and there is no reason why Jin Huanshan should not be beaten.
Who told them all to have the surname Jin?
