The generals were all happy and relieved.
It was like a hunter who had left the forest and returned home, with almost zero vigilance.
The decisive battle of Huanglong has come to an end. Even with the support of Wanhu with the surname "Qian", the Meng Yuan army had as many as 110,000 families.
Even with the support of Slavic cavalry. But we were still defeated.
We were defeated by our Lord of the Han Dynasty with tens of thousands of fire-headed troops, and his commander Chun Yuan and thousands of households Jin Xuanyun were killed. After cutting off their tails to survive, it is still unknown how many remaining defeated soldiers there are.
But the morale of the army must be shaken and the soldiers must be tired.
How can a defeated general be brave?
This kind of slackness is very dangerous.
But they are excellent generals after all. After listening to Wu Nian's words, most of the generals' eyes flashed and they became vigilant again.
"What the king means is that they are still evil?" Zhao Mancheng pondered for a while and then asked cautiously.
Feng Chong immediately retorted: "Impossible. The hundreds of thousands of troops have been defeated. Now there are tens of thousands of remaining soldiers, what else can they do?"
"I agree with General Feng. A defeated general is nothing to worry about." Huang Hu hesitated for a moment before speaking in support of Feng Chong, a man with bad breath.
"No. Your Majesty is right. Their nine Meng Yuan households are all brave and good at fighting. But if they withdraw from the battlefield in an organized manner, someone must be commanding them."
"Since someone is commanding, we have to guard against it. On the contrary, if they run away in a hurry like a piece of loose sand, there is nothing to worry about."
Wei Ru shook his head slightly, frowning slightly, feeling worried in his heart. At the same time, the wound on his arm felt like a heartbreaking pain.
Wu Nian felt very distressed when he saw her trembling slightly, but it was hard to say anything in front of everyone.
Not rude, frivolous and frivolous Princess Zhou.
After Wu Nian thought for a while, he said to Feng Chong: "Just in case. Lead the cavalry to Anding City. Keep an eye on Qin Town in the city. If he leads his troops to escape, defeat him."
"I want to cut this man into pieces."
After saying that, Wu Nian's eyebrows showed a fierce look. Chunyuan is the chief culprit, and Qin Zhen is the traitor. Before the war, he also killed the spies of the Imperial City Department and the entire family of the county magistrate Wang Xue.
Not killing is not enough to vent your anger.
"Yes." Feng Chong clasped his fists, got on his horse and led the cavalry away.
"Huang Hu, Guan Jinhan. You lead your troops to clean up the battlefield. The armor, weapons, and corpses can be postponed for a while. First, transport our wounded back and replenish Mengyuan's wounded soldiers."
"The Huotou Army will go back immediately to bury the pot and make rice."
"The remaining eight troops and horses. The seriously injured and moderately injured soldiers will be taken immediately to the camp for treatment. The lightly injured soldiers and horses will be treated on site, and the uninjured soldiers and horses will rest in place and remain vigilant. Just in case of unexpected events."
"Yes." Following Wu Nian's order, the generals began to execute the order. The Han army acted separately and in an orderly manner, each performing its duties.
The eight troops originally numbered more than 90,000 people. The casualties of the Han army in this battle were also very serious, and some soldiers who were seriously injured or injured were forced to withdraw from the battlefield.
There are about 50,000 people left.
These 50,000 soldiers and horses rested where they were. The uninjured soldiers took off their helmets and sat on the ground, drinking water and eating dry food.
Soldiers who were slightly injured helped each other treat their wounds.
They had just defeated, and Ben exhaled. Thinking everything will be fine. As the military order was issued, he also cheered up and was ready to take action at any time.
Wu Nian did not dare to neglect, and led more than a hundred imperial guards to ride horses and walk in front of the formation from time to time. He also sent spies to inquire about the movements of the defeated Meng Yuan army.
"I hope I'm worrying too much." He thought to himself.
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In the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, there were nine tens of thousands of households.
After the organized evacuation from the site of the decisive battle of Huanglong, we walked north for three or four miles and stopped to rest in Wo Niu.
Wo Niu is an open plain with no danger to defend.
It is not a place where the defeated army can rely on.
There are nine thousand households, and there is no military rations or baggage. I definitely can't stay here for long.
Ten thousand households gathered together with their personal soldiers while letting their close relatives prepare their troops and horses.
Under the banner of "Wu". There is a small bench under Wu Canglong's butt, sitting north and facing south. The armor on his body was covered in blood and was damaged in several places. His face was covered with sweat and dirt, and he looked very embarrassed.
The other ten thousand households were separated on the left and right sides and also sat on small benches. They looked very embarrassed.
They are all defeated generals.
But they are all generals of ten thousand households, proud Xionghu, holding a fire in their hearts, a fire that can burn everything and change everything.
"Wu Canglong. I wanted to die, but you asked me to leave the battlefield. If you don't tell me why, I will fight with you today." Hou Wancheng raised his head and said coldly to Wu Canglong.
The other ten thousand households did not speak, but they all looked at Wu Canglong.
Chunyuan and Jin Xuanyun died in the battle, but they escaped.
What a disgrace.
"Stupid. The situation at that time was like a landslide. Who can turn the tide? He just died in vain." Wu Canglong was not polite and cursed Hou Wancheng. Then, without waiting for the other party to get angry, Wu Canglong went straight to the point and said, "I plan to organize my troops and try my best to break out."
"A sudden effort?" Everyone in the household narrowed their eyes, and there was a sparkle in their eyes.
"That's right. The situation at that time could not be undone without human resources. But it is different now. We have ninety thousand households, all of whom are brave and good at fighting and have extraordinary martial arts skills."
"We have prestige and can regroup the morale of the military."
"A man. It's easy to defeat more with less. Think about how our ancestors founded the country back then. It was only after being surrounded and intercepted by countless Chu soldiers and winning repeated battles that the foundation of Meng Yuan was established today."
"We are nine tigers. We select those who dare to die from the defeated army and launch an attack on Wu Nian."
"As long as we are determined to die, we will win."
"On the contrary. The Han army won. Don't the victors have the heart to relax?"
"We lead a mortal army and attack a victorious army that is lax. We are victorious in every battle."
"Huh?!!!!!!" Wu Canglong's suggestion did not surprise Wanhu. The sparkle in their eyes was as bright as the stars.
Wan Yanxian turned his head and looked at the defeated army. There are forty or fifty thousand people. For a decisive battle, there would be too few people.
But the commando team struggled to break through.
With nine large households as the spearhead and these few people as the backing, we can be invincible. Turn the tide.
"I think it will work. But if we can get the help of the Slavic cavalry, we will have a better chance of winning." Wan Yanxian swept away his decadence and raised his head energetically. The sound was like the collision of gold and iron, sonorous and powerful.
"Forget about the Slavs. I have already contacted them. They rejected my suggestion and suggested that I lead my troops back to Mongolia to rest."
Wu Canglong shook his head and sighed.
The Slavs were very warlike. But fighting in the enemy's territory, he saw that the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties were defeated in the decisive battle. The general leading the army has concerns.
"Don't worry about them. Even if there are no Slavs, our ninety thousand households are enough. Organize your troops."
Hou Wancheng said in a deep voice.
"Kill Wu Nian and win back all the dignity and strength we lost."
After saying that, he stood up holding on to the hilt of the knife at his waist, and the aura on his body rose from the ground and reached the sky.
Damn Wu Nian.
Don't be complacent.
We haven't lost yet.
