Wu Nian was very happy.
The dirt accumulated for half a month peeled off from the body. The hot water flows and the pores all over the body are opened.
One word.
Cool.
When it was almost time, Wu Nian stood up, with his arms still spread out, making a "big" sign. Although the four maids were frightened, they still did their jobs smoothly and wiped Wu Nian with dry cloths. A strong body covered with hideous wounds.
at last. The maids took out a new black dress with narrow sleeves, put it on for Wu Nian and tied the belt. A maid held a piece of black cloth and wrapped it around Wu Nian's hair.
Wu Nian sat down again, and the maid put on deerskin boots for him.
Wu Nian stood up, stamped his feet, walked out of the [circuit] with his head held high, and stood in front of all the soldiers.
"Da da da!!!"
A fast horse galloped over. The knight on the horse dismounted, kneeled down on one knee across the soldiers, and reported: "General. The Mongolian and Yuan soldiers are less than three miles away."
"I know." Wu Nian said again.
The soldiers did not need Wu Nian's instructions, so they took the armor parts that had been prepared long ago and put on the armor for Wu Nian. After the clothes were neatly dressed, another soldier held a brand new black sheath steel knife and hung it on Wu Nian's waist.
The soldiers left Wu Nian's body and knelt on one knee around him.
Wu Nian held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and in turn held the wrist of his left hand with his right hand. He raised his head with a bright light in his eyes and said, "Bring me my horse."
"Da da da!!!"
A soldier led a black war horse and came to Wu Nian. Behind the horse was Wu Nian's red war bow with ten arrows in the quiver.
A soldier held Wu Nian's horse crosswise and stood on the other side.
Wu Nian raised his right leg and put the sole of his foot into the stirrup. He jumped onto the horse vigorously, grabbed the eight-foot-long horse stick from the soldier's hand, and placed it across his back. He said loudly: "Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng."
"The end is here." Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng, one on the left and one on the right, bent down and clasped their fists.
Wu Nian raised his head, turned his neck left and right, and looked at the hills everywhere. Simple fortifications were built on each hill.
The men and women held bows and stood ready.
There should be elite ambushes everywhere.
This is a formation, a huge formation.
"I'll try my best to get you into the urn. You guys will act accordingly." Wu Nian said.
"yes."
Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng responded loudly.
Wu Nian nodded towards the two of them, and then said, "Come to the Ten Riders and join me in battle."
"yes."
The soldiers responded loudly, and then scrambled to get on their horses. In the blink of an eye, dozens of riders stood behind Wu Nian.
"Liu Yun. Please order nine people to follow." Wu Nian smiled slightly, his eyes fell on Liu Yun, and after giving instructions, he lightly touched the horse's belly with his feet and galloped out.
"Yes." Liu Yun responded, then ordered nine horses, plus his ten, and followed Wu Nian to ride out.
The sound of horse hooves is like a war drum, and the sound of the drum is extremely exciting. The soldiers who followed showed joy, while the soldiers who didn't follow were dejected.
"Da da da!!!!"
Wu Nian held the horse's rein behind him, held the rein with his left hand, and rode the horse out of the hilly terrain, stopping on the flat ground with a wide road ahead.
Wu Nian looked back, his eyes passing by the soldiers and falling on the rising hills.
In this short distance, tens of thousands of people seemed to have disappeared.
If the Meng Yuan people were really that stupid and barged in, it would be really cool.
"Probably not that stupid." Wu Nian shook his head, staring at the opponent with a pair of tiger eyes, holding Ma Shan's right hand and shaking it hard.
His brows furrowed slightly. After all, he was recovering from a serious illness. Although he took a rest, his strength had not returned to its peak state.
.............
"Da da da!!!!"
Wan Yanxian held a black iron sword, rode a black horse, and led a thousand warriors forward quickly.
At the same time, he continued to send soldiers to contact Jin Ruiyun, Jin Huanshan, and Puguli around him, and pounced on Wu Nian from different directions.
"This is the last step. This is the last step. Wu Nian has not shown up for the past half month. He may be dead."
"And Wu Nianjun has also run out of gas."
"No. He shouldn't be dead. If Wu Nian dies, the army may collapse. Wu Nian is the soul of Wu Nianjun. If he dies, no one can stop the dissipation of people's hearts."
"This is the final blow. Wu Nian's head is mine."
"Speed up!!!" Wan Yanxian raised the black iron sword in his hand and shouted repeatedly while galloping on his horse.
"Yes." The Meng Yuan soldiers are worthy of being a nation that came out of the white water and black mountains. They climbed over the mountains and ridges as if they were walking on flat ground, and their speed increased a lot.
There was a corner ahead, and Wan Yanxian rushed forward without hesitation. After walking around the corner, my eyes lit up and the front suddenly became clear.
But Wan Yanxian's pupils shrank and he reined in his horse and stopped. About three hundred meters away, there were more than ten riders standing on their horses, taking the lead, with amazing momentum.
Wan Yanxian guessed that this person was Wu Nian with just one glance. Others didn't have this kind of momentum, let alone more than ten riders, just waiting here.
"Is this guy cured of his illness?" Wan Yanxian frowned, lamenting that "God doesn't have eyes for me".
He really responded to Jin Huanshan’s words.
Good people don't live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.
"General. Do you want to come together?" The captain also guessed Wu Nian's identity, rode forward and asked in a low voice.
Wan Yanxian shook his head slightly, then turned his neck and looked at the terrain ahead. Needless to say, tens of thousands of Wu Nian's soldiers and civilians were hiding on those hills.
The hills are not high mountains, they are very gentle. If you go in hastily, you may be shot like a hedgehog and your reputation will be lost.
"Wait for the others to meet up and then attack." Wan Yanxian turned around and said. Then he raised his sword and rode forward alone, raising his head with a look of expectation in his eyes.
Since Wu Nian put up such a formation, he wanted to fight against the generals.
The two had fought once before, and he had the upper hand at that time. But not long ago, Wu Nian fought with Jin Huanshan, but the result was a draw.
Wu Nian was only in his early twenties and was still on the rise, but these ten thousand household generals were almost at their peak.
Wanyan Xian was unsure and killed Wu Nian. But when Wu Nian recovered from his serious illness, things were different again.
"bring it on!"
Wan Yanxian thought to himself.
In Wanyan's expression of anticipation, Wu Nian indeed rode his war horse, crossed the saddle, slowly separated from the ten cavalrymen, and rode into battle alone.
"Brave guy. How much have you recovered from your illness?" Wanyan looked excited, raised his sword, and asked with admiration.
"It's enough to kill you." Wu Nian shook the horse in his hand and pointed the spear at Wan Yanxian.
"Arrogant guy." Wan Yanxian's eyes were focused, and with murderous intent, he galloped forward on his horse, raised his black iron sword, and slashed at Wu Nian.
