"Hahaha. Zhang Jin, Zhang Jin. When the emperor arrives, I will definitely read your book and tell you that you are wasting the opportunity to fight." Feng Chong was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing. Feeling that it was not enough, he put his hands on his hips and said: "The Emperor of Heaven marches on his own expedition. Xiong doesn't have my husband. Let's see if he still dares to act like a monster."
Zhang Jin didn't take Feng Chong's words to heart, so what if he took a copy of it? Is your memorial from Feng Chong useful?
He showed a smile and said: "When the emperor comes, Nanyang will be a country of iron and steel."
.........
On the long Wuguan Road.
The Han soldiers and horses were connected in front and behind, and their flags covered the sky and the sun.
In the middle of the night, the car window opened.
Wu Nian sat cross-legged, with a small table in front of him, and Hojo Ushimasa sitting opposite him.
Wu Nian finished reading Zhang Jinshang's excerpt, handed it to Hojo Ushimasa, and said with a smile: "My Duke Wei has not let me down."
"Nanyang City is here."
Hojo Ushimasa took the fold and looked at it, immediately clasped his fists and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty."
"Hahaha." Wu Nian was in a very happy mood and laughed. After laughing, he turned to look out the window and saw the mountains rising one after another.
Lush vegetation.
He was really worried, and not long after staying in Chang'an, he sent his troops south.
Now it seems that the worry was in vain.
Zhang Jin is extremely stable.
It's just that the road is not good.
Wu Nian frowned, feeling his butt hurt. It's hot now, so I can't put a blanket under my buttocks. The carriage staggers and bumps my buttocks as it walks on the dirt road.
"Now Nanyang is in hand. Guanzhong and Nanyang are connected only by Wuguan Road. Cizheng. Draw up a decree and let the governor of Shaanxi be responsible for building the cement road."
Wu Nian raised his head and faced the Hojo family.
"Yes." Hojo Umasa responded with a smile.
Cement is a good thing, and its output is increasing year by year.
As long as the Han Dynasty was given time, there would be no problem paving cement roads all over China.
The Han army advanced along Wuguan Road and arrived outside Yancheng in the morning. Wu Nian had no intention of entering the city and led his troops straight towards Zhangcheng.
"Da da da." Hojo Ushimasa approached the Luan Yu on horseback and said to Wu Nian inside the Luan Yu, "Your Majesty. General Wang Xu is waiting in front."
"The army is marching non-stop, and the people are not resting. They continue to go to Zhangcheng. Take thousands of household guards with you and follow the few to see Wang Xu."
Wu Nian said.
"Yes." Hojo Umasa bowed and saluted.
Then, Luan Yu broke away from the large group of people and continued forward, stopping at the side of the road.
"Your Majesty Wang Xu, long live my emperor." Wang Xu led ten of his men, knelt in front of Luan Yu, bowed to the ground, and said loudly.
Wu Nian stepped on the small bench and got off the Luan Yu. He supported him with both hands and said, "Wang Qing is not polite."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wang Xu thanked him and led everyone to stand up, lowering his head slightly, not daring to look directly at Wu Nian.
Wu Nian looked at him and nodded slightly. Wu Nian didn't appreciate this person very much.
But since he is willing to send his clan and family members to the capital as hostages.
Wu Nian believed him.
Moreover, his ability and resourcefulness are still acceptable, and he can be considered a good general.
Wu Nian said sympathetically: "In the battle of Nanyang, Wang Qing made great contributions. Although I made Wang Qing a general, I still feel that it is not enough."
"When the war is over and rewards are given for merit, I will definitely be given the title of King."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wang Xu beamed with joy, bowed his head and thanked him loudly.
"Yeah." Wu Nian hummed. Then, he encouraged Wang Xu and others to reorganize their troops and horses so that they could continue to make contributions to the country. He also gave Wang Xu a royal horse, some gold and silver, and sent Wang Xu away.
He also took the Luan Yu forward and continued on his way.
This morning.
Wu Nian led a large group of troops and arrived outside the north gate of Zhangcheng.
"Your Majesty." Zhang Jin and Feng Chong led the crowd and saluted Wu Nian.
"No courtesy." Wu Nianke was more enthusiastic towards them. He helped them up one by one, and then said to Zhang Jin with a smile: "Zhang Qing. Well done."
Zhang Jin bent down and cupped his fists.
"Your Majesty. I want to read the chapter into a copy." Feng Chong raised his head and said with murderous intent.
"Stop farting." Wu Nian glared at him and cursed.
"Uh!!!" Feng Chong was stunned and unconvinced, but he didn't dare to say anything anymore, his face turned red from holding back.
Zhang Jin laughed, this bastard.
Seeing his look like this, Wu Nian also laughed and said comfortingly: "Okay. Okay. I know you are holding your breath in your heart. Damn Xiong Wuwu, he even sent someone to scold you."
"We'll scold him back."
Wu Nian raised his head and gave a loud order: "Order the entire army to attack and send troops to Xiangfan. Send someone to write a letter of challenge to Xiong Wuwo. I will send two infantrymen of ten thousand households and invite him to lead 50,000 people in a decisive battle with me."
"If he doesn't dare, send someone outside the city to scold him. scold him for having a grandson without eyes."
After finishing speaking, Wu Nian patted Feng Chong on the shoulder and said, "Let me vent your anger."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Feng Chong was overjoyed and thanked him with his head held high. Then he glared at Zhang Jin, "This is our Majesty, he is tough, not like a coward like you."
Zhang Jin ignored him.
The Han army brought by Wu Nian passed Zhang City and rushed straight to Fan City. After Zhang Jin and Feng Chong reorganized their troops, they followed suit.
Early the next morning.
The Han army arrived at Fancheng.
Wu Nian's envoys rode out alone and attacked Fancheng.
On Fancheng.
Xiong Wuwo led the generals and looked down at the Han army's formation with a solemn expression.
Ever since he learned that Wu Nian had arrived in Nanyang, he returned to Fancheng without stopping. Fancheng is small and cannot accommodate 50,000 horses.
Now there are only 10,000 troops in the city, and the main force is in Xiangyang.
At this moment, Wu Nian's envoy rode alone to the city and shouted to the city: "People on the city, listen, I am the scholar Jin Xuan. I am sending a letter of war."
Xiong Wuwo sighed and ordered: "Put down the hanging basket."
The generals beside him looked at each other. This is thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.
Jin Xuan went up to Fancheng in a rickety hanging basket. Then without any nonsense, he took out the letter of challenge from his sleeve, handed it to Xiong Wuwo, held his head high and said: "My emperor said it. This letter of challenge must have been written in vain. Xiong Wuwo has no courage to fight against me."
"It's just revenge."
"Wait a minute. The Han army will send people to the city to yell at you."
After saying that, Jin Xuan clasped his fists again, then sat on the hanging basket, raised his head and signaled, "Put me down."
Xiong Wuwo took the gauntlet without opening it and read it. He waved his hand and asked the soldiers to release the gold and declare it.
After Jin Xuan left, fifty strong men with loud voices, personally selected by Feng Chong, shouted at the city gate in less than standard Mandarin.
Not only are the routines exactly the same, but the content of the scolding is also exactly the same.
Xiong Wuwo fell silent after reading the letter of challenge.
Some of the generals were filled with indignation, some were red in the face, but no one asked to go out of the city to fight.
Fifty thousand versus two ten thousand households.
They were confident of eating Zhang Jin and Feng Chong, but not confident of eating Wu Nian.
Moreover. The Han army had more than two thousand households.
What if a fight breaks out and Wu Nian doesn't respect martial ethics and invests more troops?
This little turtle is done.
