Morning.
After yesterday's battle, the morale of the Han army was high. In the military camp, both soldiers with missions and soldiers without missions were gearing up.
The soldiers assigned to stand guard and patrol naturally did not dare to be distracted and carried out their tasks conscientiously. Those soldiers who were not assigned tasks were all in their tents, talking loudly with their brothers in the tent.
Chinese army camp.
Inside a tent. Xiaoqi Dingli and his soldiers were talking excitedly.
They were all wearing close-fitting shorts, but they were still hot and sweating. The tent was filled with the stench of men's sweat.
"The weather is really hot. I really want to have a fight with the Mengyuan people. Either kick off your legs and lie down on the ground to rest. Or go back to Jiang County and live a comfortable life."
Soldier Zhang Shitou sat on the small bench, stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, and said.
"Who says it isn't? It's really hot." Soldier Liu Guang nodded and said.
In fact, whether the weather is hot or not is the second best thing. The most important thing is to recover Liaodong and expel the Tartars. Seeing the final battle.
All the Han soldiers were excited.
Be it success or failure.
Hurry up and fight to determine the winner.
asshole.
"You think too simply. Each side has an army of hundreds of thousands, so they don't just start fighting. Yesterday's battle between General Feng and Jin Xuanyun was one of the tests. Of course we won."
"Next, there are still trials and competitions."
Xiaoqi Dingli, who was more knowledgeable, smiled and shook his head.
"That's really annoying." When the soldiers heard this, they immediately frowned, as if they would be miserable if they didn't fight.
Ding Li was filled with emotion when he saw this scene.
Although they are all imperial guards, they are neither from noble families nor wealthy families. They are all farmers and residents.
There are wives and children at home, some of whom have just been born and are waiting to be fed.
Family life is very happy.
If only.
Who is willing to lick blood from the edge of a knife and participate in a war? But the king said it.
Home.
There are big families and small families.
The country is everyone, and your home is your small home. If the country perishes, then the small family will also be gone.
As the saying goes.
Under the overwhelming nest, how can there be any eggs?
When the country is gone, foreigners invade, and the family is destroyed. My wife and children are just pieces of meat.
For everyone, for our little family.
Only then did they take up arms, join the army, follow the king, and fight against the Mongols. Some people have already fought for the rest of their lives.
Ding Li felt something when he thought of this. He stood up and walked aside, taking down a cloth bag hanging on the wall. A strand of hair was taken out of it.
Looking at the lock of hair in his hand, Ding Li's face showed infinite tenderness.
This is the hair his wife gave him before he went to war. It was collected bit by bit from the comb.
"This long hair. It's me. You were ordered to go on an expedition, and I was with you."
That's what my wife said.
"Come on. Let's have a fun decisive battle. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. We Han people will not lose." After a long time, the tenderness on Ding Li's face turned into coldness, and he stuffed his hair back into the bag, thinking in his heart Secret passage.
Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid footsteps.
A soldier broke in from the outside and said, "It's almost time to change the shift. You should prepare quickly."
"Okay." Ding Li responded and greeted his brothers. They helped each other put on their armor and jackets, picked up their weapons, and walked out of the tent in high spirits.
The so-called morale and murderous intent are intangible and qualityless things.
But at this time, it seemed to have materialized. Above the entire Han army camp, it looked like a sea, with turbulent waves, lightning and thunder.
The murderous aura turned into a dragon and made waves in the sea.
The Han army could not wait to drink the blood of their enemies.
...........
Inside the Chinese army's tent.
Wu Nian, wearing a white brocade robe with a golden dragon embroidered on the chest and a golden crown on his head, was enjoying breakfast.
There is no good food in the army. But the Ouchi guards have tried their best to make the dishes delicious and delicious.
Wu Nian didn't care about the taste, as long as he had enough food. After eating, I feel full. He narrowed his eyes, feeling a little lazy.
"Da da da." An internal guard came in from the outside and said, "I'm sorry," and then quickly walked to Wu Nian's side and whispered a few words.
Wu Nian's face showed a strange look, he raised his head and said, "Go and invite the generals to see you."
"Yes." The Ouchi guard responded, turned around and went down.
"Confusing right and wrong. If you lose, you call it a victory. Chunyuan is shameless and sophisticated." Wu Nian thought about it again and thought it was quite interesting. He smiled and shook his head.
A battle on the scale of thousands of households.
For a decisive battle involving hundreds of thousands of troops, the impact is actually minimal. Even if Feng Chong defeated Jin Xuanyun.
Junyuan's skill was so clever that he smoothed out the impact of the defeat.
If Feng Chong killed Jin Xuanyun, it would be a huge shock. The Han army's chances of winning will skyrocket.
Thinking of this, Wu Nian's face showed regret again.
Feng Chong, this kid, is so awesome. He said that if he didn’t want to behead Jin Xuanyun, he would behead me.
The results of it?
Jin Xuanyun's head is still on his body.
His head still grows on his body, and his skin is not ordinary thick.
For each general of ten thousand households, the headquarters military camp is far or near from the central army camp. Of course it comes quickly and slowly. After a long time, the last Wei Ru walked in.
Wei Ru wanted to salute Wu Nian, but Wu Nian raised his hand first, indicating that she didn't need to be polite. After Wei Ru sat down, Wu Nian told the generals the news he had received.
After hearing this, all the generals also showed strange expressions.
Feng Chong slapped the coffee table and stood up, blowing his beard and staring angrily, shouting: "Shameless. Shameless. Confusing right and wrong, turning defeat into victory."
"What are you talking about? I fled in embarrassment and returned to the camp with only dozens of people."
"Chunyuan. Shameless old thief. I, Feng Chong, have no sworn relationship with him."
After the scolding, Feng Chong was still angry, stamped his feet and muttered: "Destroy my reputation, destroy my reputation."
"Asshole. Old thief."
This kid was indeed wronged and insulted. Wu Nian did not scold him and allowed him to vent his emotions. The other generals were not so generous.
Including Li Yunchong and Zhao Mancheng, two generals who were born in Goguryeo.
The generals either sneered or gloated.
After a long time, Feng Chong calmed down a little and sat back, but he still looked angry.
Wu Nian also said: "Chunyuan is indeed Chunyuan, he is very sophisticated. When dealing with such an opponent, you cannot be careless."
"Let's discuss the next tactics."
Feng Chong blurted out: "Your Majesty, why don't we attack Chunyuan's camp at night?"
