It's close to noon.
The sun was shining brightly, slightly dispelling the spring cold.
Although Wu Nian won a great victory, his own soldiers suffered many casualties. There were also soldiers from Jin Huanshan, Wanyanxian, and Puguli who died in battle, and their corpses piled up like mountains.
The uninjured soldiers of Wu Nian's army were busy cleaning the battlefield, collecting corpses, and treating wounded soldiers.
The soldiers in the west of the city were heading to the military camp at Jinhuan Mountain in groups. No matter it is rice, luggage, weapons, wood, tents, war horses, etc.
Want everything.
Nothing is useless, everything is useful.
There are government officials in the city announcing the announcement of the people's safety, or beating gongs and drums to tell the neighbors. The war is over. Please rest assured, neighbors.
Of course, the city is still under martial law and people are still not allowed to go out.
But this Jiang County city will soon regain its vitality.
Moreover, it is no longer a city under the rule of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, but a city under the rule of Wu Nian, the general who assisted the Han Dynasty.
It can be said that it is a new life.
The future is promising.
In comparison. The camps of Wanyanxian and Puguli were silent, as if all the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers were dead.
Roughly the same.
Heartbroken.
Wu Nian's formation beheaded Jin Huan Mountain, and led his troops to kill Jin Huan Mountain's soldiers. Most of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers were killed, but some of them still took advantage of the chaos to escape, and then went to the camps of Wanyanxian and Puguli to seek protection.
Wanyanxian and Puguli accepted these troops.
Inside Wan Yanxian's camp.
The Mongolian soldiers completely lost their previous arrogance and momentum. Everyone was very silent, even downcast and frightened.
The defeated soldiers of Jinhuan Mountain who were accepted were even more like mourning for their heirs. Some of the soldiers were even trembling with fear in their eyes, like dogs with their tails between their legs.
The reason why a dog tucks its tail between its legs is because it is afraid.
There is a word.
Call for military morale to be available.
Now that Wan Yan is showing up here, it means his military morale is not available.
Relying on this group of soldiers, we can still defend the camp. If he goes out to fight in the field, he will definitely be devoured by Wu Nian.
Inside the big tent.
The fire in the stove was burning, making the temperature inside the tent much higher than outside. But everyone present felt as cold as a knife and the frosty wind was biting.
On the handsome seat. Wan Yanxian raised his head and glanced at everyone present. There were five thousand captains under his command, and four thousand captains who had gathered together.
Although Jin Huanshan was defeated, most of his soldiers were also lost. But the captain ran very fast. There were four here, and Puguli should have gathered four or five of them, so the loss was very small.
Wan Yanxian stood up, walked to the stove, picked up the iron hook next to it, and picked some firewood. In an instant, flames shot up.
"Okay. What a big defeat. Everyone, what do you think I should do?" Wan Yanxian threw the red-hot iron hook and asked.
Captains, you look at me and I look at you, but I hesitate to say anything, but in the end I didn’t even fart.
Don’t mention it before.
Ten thousand households in Mongolia.
wrong. As long as there are five Mongolian and Yuan thousand commanders, they dare to attack Liaodong Xiongcheng. For example, take the city guarded by Wei Changqing.
He really dares to kill and fight.
Ten thousand households, that’s really awesome.
Even before that. Three generals of ten thousand households are in charge, and two troops of ten thousand households attack a city. Their morale is also high.
it's good now.
Just in the blink of an eye, Wanhu died, and his ambitions disappeared with Wanhu. All that's left is fear and uneasiness.
"Are you speechless? Are you convinced? Anyway, I am convinced. If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid Wu Nian will plot against me. I will end up like Jin Huanshan, and die without a burial place."
Wan Yanxian finally couldn't help it anymore and kicked over the stove. His face turned as black as the bottom of a pot and he said loudly.
"Burn the camp. We will withdraw our troops overnight. I will take you back to Guangyang Mansion to rest and recuperate. Spend a few damn months to rebuild the morale of the army. Turn the morale of you bastards back into that of wolf cubs."
"The same goes for Pugu Li. He went back to Yacheng to repair it."
"We lost. There is no excuse for defeat."
At the end of the story, Wan Yanxian, a great and peerless general, actually became a little depressed.
So fucking frustrating.
Oh shit.
The captains also lowered their heads in shame and frustration, a lost dog, a lost dog. After a while, Captain Meng Yuan cheered up a little. He raised his head and clasped his fists at Wan Yanxian and said, "General, go back to Guangyang Mansion."
"Pu Wanhu has returned to Yacheng. So what should Yuan County and Ding County do?"
Wan Yanxian said: "Since Jin Huanshan is dead, Puguli will be fully responsible for the affairs of Yingqing Mansion. He should order the defenders to defend it."
"These two cities will delay Wu Nian as long as they can. We have to regroup."
"Go back and rest. Retreat, retreat. Fuck retreat." Wan Yanxian couldn't hold back anymore, pulled out the steel knife from his waist, and slashed the stove that fell on the ground. The stove was fine, but the good knife had a chip.
Wan Yanxian put away the steel knife, looked at the gap on the blade, and finally went back to the inner tent in despair.
The captains present looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, they all sighed and went down.
............
late at night.
The sun is shining brightly during the day, and the stars are shining brightly at night.
Although Wu Nian won a great victory, the city was still heavily guarded. Especially at the county government office, Wu Nian's soldiers were on standby for fear of assassins.
In the bedroom.
Wu Nian is sleeping. A group of soldiers broke in and knelt down on one knee to Wu Nian. One of the soldiers said: "General. There are raging fires burning in the northern and southern Meng Yuan camps."
"The Meng Yuan people burned the camp and retreated."
The soldiers looked happy.
This fire is so beautiful.
Ten thousand households burned down their camps and withdrew their troops, which is a rare sight in decades.
Wu Nian woke up. Hearing this, he was very calm and said: "I know, let's all go down."
"That's right. Hold the lamp."
"Yes." The soldiers were a little surprised, thinking that the general would be interested in taking a look. They put aside their surprise and went down as ordered.
One of the soldiers lit various oil lamps in the bedroom for Wu Nian.
Wu Nian put on a thick coat and came to sit down at the round table nearby. There is a wooden box on the table.
Wu Nian opened the box and took out the map.
This map is clearly the topographic map of the six cities of Yingqing Mansion.
These six cities are different in the north and south. The north belongs to Puguli, and the south belongs to Jinhuan Mountain.
"I won a great victory in Jiang County. The news reached Chunyuan's ears. Chunyuan must be eager to fly over and kill me immediately. But Xiong Wuwo is the opposite. He will definitely be overjoyed. He will find a way to hold him back. Junyuan, make time for me.”
"This won't take much time. I have to quickly capture Dingxian and Yuanxian. Connect them with the Nine Forts. This is the foundation."
"In comparison, the nine previous castles were just small quagmires."
Wu Nian raised the oil lamp on the side and looked at the terrain map. The situation of the defenders in Ding County and Yuan County appeared in his mind.
The military strength of the two counties is the same.
They are all a Mongolian Yuan commander, and three Han commanders of ten thousand households.
But the city wall in Yuan County is taller.
Dingxian is shorter.
"Which city should I send troops to attack first?" Wu Nian put down the oil lamp in his hand and fell into deep thought.
