The road from Jiang County to Beishan Fort takes more than a day for a fast horse to travel. Under normal circumstances, a large army can reach it in three days at most.

But this time, the three Meng Yuan commanders who led the troops encountered the first checkpoint after walking for three days.

A mountain stream without a bridge. What's even more frightening is that the water level in the stream swelled due to a heavy rain.

Even if the soldiers abandoned their heavy carriages, no one could get through.

"This was originally a stone arch bridge. Building such a stone arch bridge takes a long time and consumes a lot of materials."

A Han guide looked at the scene in front of him dumbfounded and murmured.

Destruction is much easier than construction.

Building a stone arch bridge in a place like the mountains requires a huge effort. But such a bridge was destroyed by Wu Nian without hesitation.

This wasteful thing.

"Carpenter, build a temporary wooden bridge." Li Dazui's eyes were splitting, and the anger in his heart had reached the top of his head. If he didn't release it, he would burn himself to death. He shouted.

Of course there were craftsmen in the army, who built bridges, paved roads, and repaired siege equipment. Of course, they were still Han people, and the Mongolians were only responsible for sending out soldiers.

A gray-haired old craftsman walked up and said with a trembling voice: "Sir, the water is too strong now, and no one can stand still. Going down is a dead end."

Li Da's face turned green, and he tightened the whip in his hand, but this time he did not swing it. Craftsmen are different from auxiliary soldiers. A dead auxiliary soldier can only be used to build a strong man.

Craftsmen, especially old craftsmen like this, will die one by one.

"Guide. Is there another way?" Li Dazui roared at the guide. The guide lowered his head, not daring to avoid the spittle from Li Dazui, and whispered: "Yes, but it requires a long detour.

"

Li Dazui had nothing to say and could only roar helplessly and furiously towards the sky.

"ah!!!!!!"

His strength was very strong, and a roar resounded through the mountains and lasted endlessly. The birds in the surrounding trees flapped their wings and flew high in alarm.

After a long time, Li Dazui gasped and stopped roaring. He reined in and said, "Look for a place to set up camp. The craftsmen will keep an eye on the water level. When the water level drops, they will start work immediately."

"Yes." Everyone breathed out and quickly bent down to answer.

Beishan Fort.

When the rain stops, we can start working.

Under Li Yong's organization and under the leadership of the peasant women from Beishanbao, the peasant women either turned on the looms to make a large amount of cotton cloth, or felled trees all over the mountains and plains.

A hunting team was also organized to go hunting in the mountains. All the prey obtained was given to the elite soldiers.

Including Wu Nian's family, except for those who are sick and weak, such as the Chen family, no one is allowed to eat meat and eggs. Foods that can supplement protein are all saved for the elite soldiers.

The militiamen could occasionally get some soup to drink.

Wu Nian's expanded elite army included twelve hundred households. Zhang Jin, Tieniu, and Liu Wu each commanded three hundred households, and Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng led three hundred households as Wu Nian's personal soldiers.

The four of them and the four command systems respectively chose the valley or the flat ground to start training. There was very little that could be trained in such a short period of time.

The main thing is to recognize faces.

When fighting, every soldier must remember the members of his own squad (small flag) and the small flag officer.

In addition to recognizing faces, Zhang Jin and other captains also taught the soldiers various tips for defending the city.

Although Beishan Fort still doesn't know how violent and powerful Jin Huanshan's revenge is. But everyone understands that the most important thing in this war is to defend the city.

What should you do if you are injured?

The enemy has scaled the city wall, who should scale it?

How to shoot the arrow in your hand quickly and steadily.

These are necessary knowledge.

Wu Nian attached great importance to taking care of wounded soldiers and taught them simple knowledge such as how to quickly stop bleeding and how to treat wounds.

The medical team, commanded by Wang Ruyan and composed of some brave peasant women, is also stepping up training and stocking up on bandages, catgut, etc.

The militiamen, whose number is several times that of elite soldiers, are also stepping up their training. Theirs is much simpler. They are just an auxiliary and supplementary force.

Moreover, people's hearts are divided. But Wu Nian still attaches great importance to it.

North of Beishan Fort.

Two to three thousand militiamen were arranged in a large square formation, holding simple spears in their hands. They had no coats or armor. Some had bows and some did not.

Some people look determined, while others are timid.

Wu Nian stood opposite them, wearing a brand-new war jacket and a saber hanging on his waist, followed by some domestic slaves.

Wu Nian took a deep breath, looked at the militiamen, and said loudly: "I know. Some of you think I am a devil, and it was I who sent you to the battlefield."

"I admit that I am the devil, and it is I who want you to shed your blood."

"But I do hope that you can survive. In this short period of time, I will teach you how to carry out simple battles and how to save your own lives."

"We are on the battlefield. You are soldiers. To survive is very simple, defeat the enemy. We have become a huge loom. You are part of it, and so am I."

"Every part can play its own role."

"The more enemies one of you kills, the more chances you have of surviving."

"You work hard, let's train."

At the end, Wu Nian took a deep breath, and then drank loudly, his voice so loud that it resounded throughout the world.

After hearing this, the militiamen became very commotion. A militiaman stood up excitedly, bowed and saluted Wu Nian and said: "General, please don't belittle yourself. I don't think you are a devil, I think you are Wei Qing."

, Huo Qubing, the general who leads us to victory."

"Expel the Tartars and recover Liaodong."

At the end of the sentence, the militiaman held his head high and his eyes shone brightly. Trust, respect, and admiration were intertwined on his face, and finally turned into fanaticism.

If there was anyone capable of leading them to victory, it would be the general in front of them.

"Thank you." Wu Nian felt that the corners of his eyes were slightly sour. Although many militiamen were reluctant, many militiamen supported me.

"Start training immediately." Wu Nian took another deep breath, adjusted his breath, and shouted.

"Yes." Two to three thousand militiamen shouted in unison, with great momentum.

Wu Nian nodded and took a spear from the servant next to him. He did not teach the spear technique immediately, but Xian Lang said: "The main action of the spear is to thrust."

“Don’t use your spear as a club in a crowded city.”

"The stabbing must be accurate, fast and accurate. Against the Mongolian soldiers without armor, you can stab them anywhere. But against the Mongolian soldiers with armor, you can only stab them in the neck."

"If you can't. Then you can only stab the feet of the Meng Yuan soldiers, push the Meng Yuan soldiers away, or trip the Meng Yuan soldiers to create opportunities for your companions."

Wu Nian held the spear and patiently began to explain the advantages and disadvantages of this weapon and how to coordinate it on the battlefield.

Under his coordination, no matter whether you are willing or unwilling, you can only follow him.
Chapter completed!