late at night.
On Beta City, Mongolian and Yuan warriors were patrolling the city wall. After two months of fighting, they were very tired and could only work hard.
Soldier house, inside the room.
Namin, together with his fellow warriors, put on heavy armor and held weapons. He made five torches and rushed out of the room.
Namin raised the spear in his hand and shouted: "Mengtian is dead, Hantian must stand."
"Welcome the King of Han into the city, and the army and the people will be at peace."
As soon as they finished speaking, the fire they had lit in the room in advance burst into flames and engulfed the house. The row of houses were immediately set on fire.
A large number of Mongolian and Yuan soldiers rushed out. Someone saw this and took the opportunity to cause trouble. Some people shouted to suppress the rebels.
For a moment, this area was in chaos.
Namin is right. The current army and people in the city are like a pyre, which becomes a raging fire when it encounters sparks.
In an instant, chaos swept across the entire city like wind.
Inside the city gate tower. Jin Tingen opened his eyes, and then listened carefully to the sound that came into his ears. He showed a wry smile, then stood up, without wearing armor, opened the door and walked out to observe the situation in the city.
I saw that half of the city was on fire and the soldiers were in chaos.
The tide is over.
Jin Ting'en took a breath and said to himself: "This is the result. However, I did not let down King Keton. I consumed the elite number of the Han army."
"General. General, please put on your armor quickly and suppress the rebellion." The soldiers looked frightened, and some of them shouted loudly.
"No." Jin Ting'en shook his head, then pulled out the steel knife in the hand of a soldier, pointed the blade at himself, cut open his neck with all his strength, and fell into a pool of blood.
The situation is over and there is no hope of salvation.
He died so simply that his soldiers were at a loss.
"The general is dead. As soldiers, we will definitely be severely punished. Now the strength of the Meng Yuan and the Han people has changed. Offense and defense have changed. I think the Meng Yuan has come to an end. It is better to do the opposite. Welcome the King of Han into the city." A soldier said in a deep voice.
"Okay. Give it a try and believe the King of Han. Bet that he won't massacre the city. Let's do it."
The soldiers nodded.
As the soldiers joined the battle, news spread that Jin Tinggen committed suicide. The whole Beta City was in uproar.
Except for a few die-hard Meng Yuan loyalists who were killed, the rest were willing to surrender.
North of the city.
The Han army's camp, inside the Chinese army's tent.
When Wu Nian got the news, he didn't have time to change his clothes, so he put on his inner coat and a cloak, then left the inner tent and came to the outer tent.
"Father." Wu Min didn't have time to put on his armor, so he came to protect him with a horse in his hand.
Wang Gui stood below, neatly dressed. He told Wu Nian about the situation in the city.
Wu Nian showed joy and said: "This arrow letter is still effective, otherwise the Meng Yuan people can last for another month or two."
"Send the order. Let the people in the city quell the chaos and defend the city. My army will enter the city tomorrow."
Going into the city late at night is not a good choice.
"Yes." Wang Gui bowed in response, turned around and walked away.
"Congratulations, father." Wu Min congratulated from the side.
"Haha." Wu Nian chuckled, looking excited. It was not far from dawn now, and Wu Nian was in good spirits, so he asked people to get wine and food.
The father and son drank together.
After eating, it was getting brighter.
"Da da da." Wu Nian heard the rapid sound of horse hooves. Not long after, the imperial guards came in from outside and reported: "Your Majesty, General Wei Polu is asking for an audience."
"Please." Wu Nian said in a deep voice with a flash of light in his eyes.
"Yes." The Ouchi guard responded and walked out. Not long after. Wearing heavy armor, Wei Polu came in from the outside. He first bowed to the Wu family and his son, and said, "I pay my respects to your Majesty."
"I have met Qi Hou."
"No courtesy." Wu Nian waved his hand.
"Zhou Guogong." Wu Min returned the salute with clasped fists.
"Your Majesty, we are about to enter the city. Please ask your Majesty to lead troops into the city and clean up Beta City. Make room for the King to stay."
Wei Polu took a deep breath, clasped his fists and bent down to salute.
Clean up.
How to clean it?
Is there anything to clean up?
This meaning is already very explicit.
Wu Nian shook his head and said: "Trust. As the saying goes, a lifetime of good faith can only take a moment to destroy trust. Since I have promised the soldiers and people in the city, as long as they open the city and surrender, I will let them go. General Wei. I know that you have a blood feud."
"But this city. I don't allow you to slaughter it."
"Your Majesty." Wei Polu became anxious and knelt down, his eyes red and tears falling.
But Wu Nian still didn't agree to him, partly because of his trust. The second one is also a son of the Han army.
If you agree to the people in Beta City this time, your credibility will be ruined. Who will believe him next time?
The Han army attacked Ninggu City and Beita City for five months. There were countless casualties. If we attack cities one by one, how many people will die?
Immediately. Wu Nian asked Wei Polu and others to lead the troops outside, and he took Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng and other imperial guards into the city, and crossed down inside the prefect's Yamen in the city.
Yamen Hall.
Wu Nian was sitting on the main seat, and below him were the accompanying ministers, Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng and Wu Min.
"The Battle of Beta City. How many people did we lose?" Wu Nian looked up at Hojo Ushimasa and asked in a deep voice.
"Report to the king. As of last night, 5,521 soldiers were killed and 13,620 were injured."
"More than a thousand of them were disabled."
Hojo Ushimasa lowered his head and answered.
"It's not easy." Wu Young sighed softly.
Although the Han army numbered nearly 200,000, these three cities and the two Mongols guarding 10,000 households resulted in the death of more than 10,000 people.
More than 20,000 people were injured.
Thousands were left maimed.
After thinking carefully, Wu Nian raised his head and said to Hojo Ujimasa: "Look for people who are bold and not afraid of death. Go to various cities in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty to persuade them to surrender. Take the example of Beta City."
"As long as they surrender before the city is broken, I will spare everyone's lives."
"Otherwise there's nothing to say."
"Yes." Hojo Umasa nodded slightly and responded.
If the dozens of cities in Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty could be defeated without a fight, that would be great. But thinking about it, it shouldn’t be that easy.
"Two things. One. Send people to organize the strong men of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty in Beta City and Suoha City and move them to Liaodong. Let Liu Zhixing use them to open mountains and pave roads."
"It not only allows them to do some merit, but also prevents them from taking the opportunity to cause chaos. We also transport back the soldiers who are disabled and can no longer fight."
"Two. Let the imperial court transport new troops. Fifteen troops of ten thousand households are resting in Suoha City, Beta City, and Ninggu City."
"Everyone, no matter what, we broke through Meng Yuan's first line of defense."
"The Han people. For the first time, they captured the city of Meng Yuan and established a firm foothold."
Having said this, Wu Nian raised his head with a smile on his face, and his tone was very exciting.
"Yes." All the Han people present responded loudly, their joy beyond words.
Three cities, a square radius of land. Enough to stand on.
The Han Dynasty was swallowing up the Mongolian Yuan bit by bit.
