Chunyuan camp.
Inside the big tent.
Chunyuan sat on the Taishi chair with a gloomy face, waiting for the other four Wanhu to come in.
After careful consideration, he decided to conceal the news of Puguli's death to a limited extent. This matter can neither be hidden from the imperial court nor from thousands of households.
However, the commanders and soldiers of less than 10,000 households must be completely concealed.
otherwise. I'm afraid the morale of the army is shaken.
Two ten thousand households, two ten thousand households are dead. In the hearts of the Meng Yuan warriors, Wanhu was originally the undefeated God of War.
"Da da da!!"
Soon after, ten thousand households entered the big account one after another. After everyone arrived, Chunyuan went straight to the point and said: "Generals, news came from Yingqing Mansion. Pu Guli was killed by Wu Nian. Now Wu Nian has six county towns in his hands."
The four Wanhu people are all very good at fighting, brave and good at fighting. They are sitting on both sides with strong momentum. But after hearing the news, they were all shocked and couldn't believe their ears.
"What?"
"This is impossible. Among our ten thousand households, Puguli can be beaten. Besides, haven't we already made a plan? Once Puguli is attacked. Wan Yanxian, Jin Ruiyun, Hou Wancheng, Zhu Qishan They will attack Wu Nian from four directions and reduce the pressure on Puguli. How could Puguli die?"
"That's right. There are five of them. How can they not do anything to Wu Nian? I don't believe it."
Everyone is ten thousand households. Although the acting prince Chunyuan was the commander-in-chief, they were not very afraid. They exploded all of a sudden, with a look of disbelief on their brows.
"Don't say it's you. Even I have a hard time believing it. But I have to believe it. Zhu Qishan's words in black and white are irrefutable evidence. In the year of Wu, he not only gained three county towns, but also added one more person and ten thousand enemies. "
Chunyuan smiled bitterly, took out Zhu Qishan's silk letter, stood up and handed it to a Wanhu.
This Wanhu man quickly unfolded it and looked at it. As a result, he sat on the spot as if he was struck by lightning. Then the next one, and the next one.
Four Ten Thousand Households finished reading it quickly. Their faces were ugly and they sat motionless.
so terrible. It's really too bad.
Two of our ten thousand households were killed by Wu Nian. The situation is even more frequent when the Han army has thousands of households.
Moreover, Wu Nian's heavy armor, heavy axe, and divine arm bow are too powerful.
The Liaodong Tigers are no longer fighting alone, but the entire force has become stronger. They seemed to see the Liaodong Tigers, leading several tigers, flying towards them with teeth and claws.
Although the Wanhu people are brave and good at fighting and are peerless generals, they are not afraid. But it also feels tricky.
"My lord, what do you think?" A member of Wanhu exhaled, raised his head and looked at Chunyuan, and asked.
"Yes. The current situation is really not good. Wu Nian is already strong enough, and will become stronger and stronger. Xiong Wuwo has Chu State on his back, and there is a steady stream of soldiers and horses. We are now being attacked from both sides. If we don't make a plan, I'm afraid There is a possibility of being eaten by them together." Another Wanhu also nodded, with a solemn expression on his face.
Chunyuan smiled bitterly, if I had an idea in mind, then why would I come to you? Wouldn't it be enough to just give the order directly?
"No. I'm helpless." Chunyuan shook his head and sighed.
The four ten thousand households were stunned for a moment, and then they all lowered their heads and began to think about countermeasures.
Chunyuan and the Four Ten Thousand Households both have outstanding abilities and rich war experience. After thinking hard for an hour, they finally failed.
With their strength of 90,000 households, they can only wait and see what happens.
Let’s see what the court can come up with first. If the imperial court can increase its troops and go south, they can rely on the strength and quality of the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers to continue fighting Wu Nian and Xiong Wuwo.
Otherwise it's all nonsense.
No solution was found, so of course all the households left.
Four days passed quickly.
The weather is still cold, the north wind is blowing today, and the winter is exerting its power.
Inside Chunyuan Camp.
The Mongolian and Yuan soldiers wore thick war jackets and armor, patrolling or standing guard, guarding the camp tightly.
Inside the big tent.
Chunyuan sat in front of the stove, warming himself by the fire while eating millet and lotus seed porridge. In the past few days, he had been very angry and had abscesses in his mouth.
The doctor advised him to have a light diet.
But he is a military commander and has always eaten a lot. Millet lotus seed porridge, no matter where you eat, you will feel dizzy even if you are hungry.
"Wu Nian is getting stronger and stronger. I am getting weaker and weaker. I am really a loser in this battle." Chunyuan sighed, shook his head and placed the bowl on the small stool next to him.
"Da da da."
At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded. Then a soldier walked in with a frightened expression.
"Calm down. How can you behave with a panicked face?" Chun Yuan looked up and saw, and couldn't help but get angry and cursed.
Panic?
Why are you panicking?
Another member of Wanhu died. What could be more important than the deaths of thousands of households? Is the sky falling?
Groundless worries.
The soldier was startled by Chun Yuan. He quickly took a deep breath and managed to calm down. He bent down and clasped his fists in salute, saying: "Your Majesty. Many people have sent news. There are three soldiers from thousands of families in Wu Nian who have appeared in front of us. Within the country. Wu Nian’s army first massacred Tuta County, and then burned the city."
"What did you say?!!!!!!" Chunyuan broke through the defense again, stood up and said dumbfounded.
How many years.
How many years.
Only they, the Meng Yuan people, led their troops to attack the city and seize the Han people's share. Where did the Han people invade the Mongolian territory?
And he actually resorted to massacre.
Don’t the Han people talk about benevolence and righteousness? Would a benevolent person massacre a city?
All fucking liars.
Chunyuan didn't even want to think about how many people the Meng Yuan people had killed when they repeatedly invaded Liaodong? How many towns were slaughtered?
Benevolence and righteousness?
Of course benevolence and righteousness exist.
But Wu Nian's benevolence and righteousness were only given to the Han people, and to the Yan Han people.
After Chun Yuan was shocked for a long time, he quickly thought of Xiaoshan Camp. His expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Quick, send someone to notify Zhu Qishan. Go back to the north and save Xiaoshan Camp."
"Yes." The soldier responded, turned around and went down.
"Xiaoshan Camp. Xiaoshan Camp. I'm careless. I'm really careless. No one has ever invaded my Meng Yuan territory. I have ignored the importance of Xiaoshan Camp. These three thousand households of Wu Nian's soldiers may be aiming at We went to the Xiaoshan camp, and massacring the city was just a means."
"Damn it. Maybe Wu Nian is leading the troops himself. It's my Xiaoshan camp."
Chunyuan became truly panicked in a rare moment. It doesn't matter if ten thousand households die. Others fight. But if there is no food, how can we fight?
His 90,000 households are located in Huanglong Prefecture, Guangchuan Prefecture, and Guangyang Prefecture. Transporting food is very slow and consumes a lot of money on the way.
Without food, the army may really collapse.
"Damn it. Guard Xiaoshan Camp for me. You must guard Xiaoshan Camp."
Chunyuan looked towards the north, crossed his hands on his waist, clenched them very hard, very hard, and his expression was extremely ugly.
