Before entering the camp, Tianbao asked Wangbai and his soldiers to return to space to avoid more troubles.
She brought the captives back with her fellow apprentices.
Eight prisoners lay in a row in front of the commander's tent, surrounded by the noise of the Yuan army's troops that filled the night sky.
Duandao stood in front of the camp with his hands clasped behind his back. His eyes swept over the prisoners on the ground, and finally landed on a few children who had just returned. There was unabashed joy and pride in his eyes.
This feeling is more satisfying and fulfilling than him personally leading the troops to win the battle.
Everyone talks about the evil place, but these children who come out can stand upright.
In the face of the righteousness of the family and the country, and the great issues of right and wrong, their positions are never confused.
It always makes him proud.
"I know the man lying in the second place! He is a famous marksman in Beixiang! He can defeat Yang Rong Kaiyi in a hundred steps!" The deputy general pointed at the thin man lying unconscious in the second place, his eyes brightened with joy, "Famous people from all over the world. I have marked all the generals, and I have even recognized their portraits. On them is Rong Kaiyi, who has taken the heads of enemy soldiers in front of the battle many times with a bow and arrow! He is an assassin that all countries must guard against!"
Lu Leshan paced over the prisoners' heads, stopping at the last one, shaking his head and speechless, "Isn't this the deputy general of the Beixiang Army whom I met just two days ago? Zhu Hongzhi, his father is Zhu Jin, the second-rank officer of the Beixiang court. Tsk tsk tsk, if he can’t go back this time, even King Mobei will have a hard time explaining to him.”
As the prisoners were recognized one by one, the Yuan's army's morale became higher and higher.
The few soldiers surrounding Duandao were already smiling.
"It's amazing, a hero emerges from a boy! If we had done this kind of thing, we might not be able to succeed. Tianbao and the others went out for a spin, and hey! They brought them all back! Hahaha!"
"I guessed it, I guessed it! I know what we should do tomorrow hahahaha! Can I drink? Can I drink now? I'm so excited that I can't hold it in!"
"General, everyone is happy today! I'm afraid no one will be able to sleep for a while like this. Let's get some jars of wine from Lao Chai and have a good time, okay?"
Duandao turned his head and looked at the colleagues with glowing faces beside him, smiled and let go, "Okay, I'll let you drink some tonight, but you have to be moderate, don't get drunk, there's still business to do tomorrow."
"Don't worry, General! We know what's going on, and we won't delay things! Brothers! Go to the kitchen to get some wine!" Lu Neng couldn't wait any longer. He ordered people to get the wine, and he immediately jumped to a few recruits and dragged them away. Let go, "You guys all come here! Sit and chat with us! Tell us about the great things you did tonight, so that the brothers in the military camp can enjoy it together!"
Doesn’t this play into the hands of a few young and old people?
Old Man Du and Wheat Sui responded enthusiastically. They just didn't have enough to say on the road. Now someone has set up a stage for them, so why don't they have a good time?
The old man and the young child immediately came on stage, dancing with joy and spitting. The three brothers of the Su family were not idle either. Even Bing'er was pulled on the stage to act as a partner and performed her own throwing skills in public.
Tonight, for the first time, a large bonfire appeared in the Yuan Jiajun military camp, and the soldiers and generals were having fun together, forming a polar opposite with the atmosphere in the Beixiang military camp in the distance.
Tianbao and Bai Yu did not go on stage, but sat by the campfire and listened to stories.
It wasn't until there was a touch of warmth on her head that she raised her head and said, "Uncle Broken Knife."
Duandao patted her and Bai Yu's heads, walked over and sat down next to them, "Thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard." Tianbao leaned his head a little closer, covered half of his mouth with his bare hands, and lowered his voice, "I brought their grain and grass back, and then quietly put it into our grain and grass warehouse."
Bai Yu raised his lips and smiled a little evilly, "Only when we got there did we find that the food of the Beixiang Army was very good. In the spirit of one thing and another, the last grain of rice was not left for them. All the rations for 20,000 people were gone at once. It will take at least a month or two for new grain and grass to be delivered to the backyard. Before then, if he does not want his soldiers to starve to death, King Mobei may have to collect grain along the way."
Among the girls and boys around me, one was serious and the other was beaming with joy.
The corners of Broken Blade's lips curled up, and after a moment laughter burst out of his mouth, "Well done!"
It seemed that Tianbao and Bai Yu had taken to heart what he said about going ahead with food and fodder before the soldiers and horses were moved.
Before the three-day period officially ended, King Mobei suffered a big loss.
Regardless of the means, this is good news for the Dai Viet Army and the Yuan Jiajun.
When the enemy comes to pick a fight, they can't possibly feel sorry for their soldiers on behalf of the enemy.
The sword has no eyes and the battlefield is ruthless.
Everyone has their own position.
The excitement in the camp lasted for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that they had to gather after dawn to fight the enemy, the enthusiasm of the soldiers would probably last until dawn.
As dawn approaches, the whistle sounds on time.
None of the soldiers who slept late yesterday were late. They all gathered at the drill ground to order troops and were in high spirits.
In the morning, the sun emerges from the eastern horizon and rises slowly.
The water flow of the Putan shallow river is gentle and gentle, and the dew and mist condensed at night evaporate little by little under the sunlight.
The new weeds growing by the river are greener than yesterday, and new shoots seem to be sprouting under the grass stubble that has been gnawed by the horses.
At this time, on both sides of the border ditch, the armies of the two countries once again gathered for confrontation.
The coaches of the two armies gathered at the midline.
The commander-in-chief of the Yuan Army is riding on the back of a black horse. The general's armor refracts like silver scales in the sun. His black eyes are cold and sharp under his helmet, and he is covered in cold iron blood.
The commander of the Beixiang Army is riding a brown war horse, wearing black attire and a cape of the same color. He is powerful, domineering and noble, and his face is still unpredictable and difficult to fathom.
"King Mobei, what Yuan Jiajun said three days ago, today Japan will come to fulfill it." The morning breeze was soft and the sound of water was gentle, which made General Yuan's tone of voice become more relaxed. "It is a pity that Yuan Jiajun Even after searching the territory, we could not find the little thief that the prince was looking for. Fortunately, although the little thief was not caught, we did catch Xing Zuo who had sneaked into our border with Dai Viet with the intention of causing trouble."
Wenren sat quietly on horseback, staring at the broken knife with sharp eyes without saying a word. He listened attentively and never moved his face.
Duan Dao smiled and said, "Yuan agrees with the prince's decision not to tolerate Xi Zuo three days ago. Since some people want to cause chaos in our country, Yuan cannot indulge in evil in vain to protect the peace of his family and country. Come here, Bring out the fine work and serve as a warning to others!"
After a pause, he continued, "After Yuan Mou has dealt with the details, regarding the 'account', we will discuss it with the prince in detail and discuss a solution that has both sides. I believe that the prince, like Yuan Mou, hopes that the border will be peaceful and the people will not be harmed." Suffering from war.”
The eight prisoners were quickly brought up. Their hands were tied and their mouths were gagged. Even their feet were shackled. They struggled desperately when they were brought up, with anger and disbelief on their faces.
