Chunyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, beckoned and said, "Bring me the letter of challenge."
"Yes." The guard walked up to Chunyuan with the delicate small box and handed it over carefully.
Qin Zhen's heart trembled and he exhaled a long breath. Whether it is a mule or a horse, whether it is right or wrong, depends on this battle.
I hope the prince won’t play tricks on me. I really have someone to rely on and a trump card.
Chun Yuan opened the small box, took out the neatly folded letter of challenge, opened it, and read it at a glance. After seeing the signature, he sneered, handed the letter of challenge to Qin Zhen and said, "Wu Nian claims to be Yan Han." Descendants, well-dressed sons. But this word is written in a way that is worse than that of a barbarian like me."
After saying that, Chunyuan raised his head and asked the guard: "Did the person say anything else?"
The guard nodded, clasped his fists and replied, "The person who came here still said so."
"Wu Nian said. If the prince does not dare to fight decisively, he will go back to Meng Yuan immediately."
"Don't call yourself a man's husband in the future."
"Haha." Chunyuan sneered, waved his hand and said: "Wu Nian did not communicate with our barbarian envoys to show that the Han and the Meng Yuan were incompatible. But I wanted to shame him. You are so good at preparing wine and food to entertain the visitors. Receive them politely and send them away politely.”
"Yes." The guard was a little confused, but he simply responded and turned around.
After reading the letter of battle, Qin Zhen nodded lightly at Chunyuan's evaluation. Said: "The word Wu Nian is indeed a low-level person."
But his hands felt stinging.
That's right.
Wu Nian was neither a calligrapher nor a scholar. This handwriting was considered ugly in the eyes of connoisseurs. But like heroes since ancient times, they all interpret poems the same way.
The word "Wu Nian" is written ugly, but it penetrates the back of the paper and has a sharp edge. Qin Zhen held it in his hand and felt it was hot.
Qin Zhen folded the letter of war and handed it back to Chunyuan respectfully, and then said: "The prince is right. Wu Nian said that we are barbarians. Let's show him the etiquette."
"He claims to be a descendant of the Yan Han Dynasty, a well-dressed son. But he is not as knowledgeable as us."
After complimenting him a lot, Qin Zhen asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, should I accept this letter of challenge?"
"Yes. Three days later, we will set up a battle array and have a showdown. It will not only defeat Huanglong, but also block the fate of the country. I want to fight and break Wu Nian's backbone, so that he will not be able to recover for decades."
Chunyuan sneered, then asked the guard to come in to Mo Mo. He wrote a reply and gave it to the guard to send to Wu Nian.
Qin Zhen was greatly cheered up when he saw this. His guess was correct. The prince indeed had a trump card. Otherwise, how could you be so confident?
I did the right thing by rejecting Wu Nian.
After sending the reply, Qin Zhen immediately sent people to summon all the households to see him.
A quarter of an hour later.
Inside the big tent.
Chunyuan sits on the handsome seat facing north and south, with a straight and upright posture and a powerful momentum. Two rows of seats in front. Qin Zhen and the nine generals of ten thousand households took their seats respectively.
"Finally it's time for the decisive battle. I must cut off Feng Chong's head with my own hands and shame Yixue." Jin Xuanyun's hands grasped the armrests of the Grand Master's chair, veins popped out on the backs of his hands, and his eyes shone brightly.
It is really a shame and humiliation to have thousands of households fighting with cavalry.
But that's okay. As long as Meng Yuan wins this battle, defeat will be replaced by the light of victory.
The process is not important, what is important is the result.
"This time I will cut off Wu Nian's head with my own hands. I will write the ending to the battle of Liaodong." Wan Yanxian nodded heavily, with a look of anticipation on his face.
This battle. They won.
And Meng Yuan's path will gradually get back on track. Occupy Liaodong as a springboard and use the strength of the Han people in Liaodong to attack Chu.
Eventually he took over the Central Plains and occupied the magpie's nest.
Everyone knows their trump cards, and they are all looking forward to the decisive battle in three days, eager to fight and excited.
More than ten years.
It's been more than ten years. They watched helplessly as the Liaodong Tiger became more and more powerful. They wanted to kill the tiger tens of thousands of times.
But in the process, they lost their troops and generals, and two thousand households were killed.
They had waited for this moment for too long.
The war is about to reach its climax.
Kill the tiger!
As long as the Liaodong tiger is killed, everyone can feel proud.
Qin Zhen watched from the side, feeling even more happy in his heart. really. really. Chunyuan and Wanhu are so confident, so their cards are really strong.
We win.
Meng Yuan is sure to win.
In the past, he was tortured to death by Wu Nian's strength. I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, I toss and turn, like a ray on my back.
at this moment. Qin Zhen's inner anxiety was relieved.
Chunyuan's face was also full of smiles. He was the head coach of the Liaodong War that lasted on and off for more than ten years.
More than ten years passed in the blink of an eye. If Wu Nian hadn't stopped him, he would have already prepared his forces to attack Shanhaiguan.
However, it's not too late.
Although he is old, his body is still strong. Living another ten years doesn't seem to be a problem.
I will definitely be able to see with my own eyes the scene of the Mongolian and Yuan armies taking over the Central Plains.
must.
Chunyuan was very excited and took a long time to calm down. He took a deep breath, suppressed his smile, and said in a deep voice: "Of course. We will definitely win this battle."
"But as the saying goes, a proud soldier will be defeated."
"Wu Nian. Known as the Tiger of Liaodong, he is actually the Overlord."
"His soldiers are stronger than ours. We have to admit that he is powerful. He is the most outstanding one among the countless powerful enemies we have encountered since the establishment of the Meng Yuan Dynasty."
"So. We cannot relax and must go all out."
"You know. There are many examples of tigers being injured instead of killing them."
Speaking of this, Chunyuan's expression was more serious than ever.
"Yes." Wanhu didn't want to lose, so they all raised their heads and saluted with clasped fists, indicating that they understood.
"Very good." A smile appeared on Chunyuan's face again, and then he said in an incomprehensible tone: "However, it is interesting to lead troops in battle and meet the opponent."
“Only when you win can you feel satisfied.”
"Defeat or kill Wu Nian. That memory is worth recalling for a lifetime."
After finishing speaking, Chunyuan stood up and said: "Everyone, go down and prepare. In these three days, no more training of soldiers. The main thing is to recharge your batteries."
"Fight to the death."
"Yes." Ten thousand households responded loudly, stood up and left in a hurry.
Like a nine-headed tiger, its momentum is unparalleled.
Chunyuan narrowed his eyes, looked back at Qin Zhen, and said, "Master Qin, although the Han army is strong, the tens of thousands of households in Meng Yuan are our advantage."
"Even if it's a fair fight, I may not lose."
Qin Zhen nodded with a smile and said, "Your Majesty is right."
Following Chunyuan's order, the news immediately spread throughout the Meng Yuan army. The Meng Yuan soldiers were also gearing up, and their morale was at an all-time high.
It's finally time for the decisive battle.
As long as this battle is won. Everyone has military exploits and everyone has rewards.
Cool.
