morning.

Inside the valley camp.

Today's wind is lighter than yesterday, but the temperature is just as cold. The soldiers have had lunch in advance, and following Wu Nian's order, they gathered at the gate of the camp.

This is not all the soldiers and horses, but only 1,800 of them. Wu Nian left 200 people to guard the camp.

Under the banner with the character "Wu", Wu Nian is not riding a horse, but is wearing armor and standing with his sword in hand. Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng stand on his left and right sides, as befits their official positions.

The left and right captains.

At this point, there is no need to say anything to boost morale. His army has always had high morale.

"Let's go." Wu Nian waved his hand, turned around and headed towards Baishen Mountain.

"Da da da." Eighteen hundred soldiers, some holding bows and arrows, some with steel knives, some with spears, spears, and carrying ladders, followed Wu Nian uniformly, stepping on thin

of snow moving forward.

Soon after, the mountain road came to the end, and there was a low mountain in front of it.

This is Baishen Mountain.

A short mountain that is not only short but also has a very gentle slope. On the top of the mountain stands a Mongolian camp.

Now the Mongolian people have the advantage of encirclement. They don't need to choose steep mountains to set up camps. Such hills are advantageous for transporting food and sending troops to cut off roads.

Shirakami Mountain is also covered with thick snow. There are trails to the southeast and northwest.

"Wang Gui. You lead half of the troops and go to the east to attack." Wu Nian turned around and waved to Wang Gui.

"Yes." Wang Gui clasped his fists and immediately summoned half of the troops, heading east at a leisurely pace. We are just about to hit the target now, so don't be too hasty.

Wu Nian put his hands on his hips and watched Wang Gui lead his troops to leave. He looked up at the sky and saw that there was still some time before noon. The Meng Yuan people were surrounded by a large circle. He could not hear the sound of Zhang Jinjun and had to strictly follow the time of noon.

Plan of attack.

Immediately, Wu Nian turned to look at Baishen Mountain again, with a little curiosity in his eyes. "What is the name of the captain on this mountain? Are you qualified to be killed by me?"

Although the soldiers under his command are not good enough, Wu Nian is very confident in his own force and no longer takes Captain Meng Yuan seriously.

On the mountain. In the cottage.

The banner with the word "Mongolian Yuan" was flying, and large numbers of Mongolian Yuan soldiers stood either as the first step on the camp wall, or as the second step, waiting to make up for the losses after the battle.

They didn't roar loudly or have any impressive aura. They just stood ordinary, but they had an aura like a tiger lying down.

Strong soldiers in the world!

Captain Cheri, standing at the south camp gate, stood with the soldiers. He is thirty-one years old, has an ordinary face, and his eyes are a bit small. Overall, he has an average appearance. But he is very tall and well matched.

Strong muscles, like a little giant.

The captains who went south this time generally gave themselves a Chinese name. What a name like flushing, ear ha, it's such a bad name.

But Cherry didn't. His name was given by his father, which means "mountain wolf". This name made him very proud.

Chinese name? Humph.

Cheri looked down from a high position and looked at Wu Nian's army gathered at the foot of the mountain. He frowned slightly and his left hand that was pressing the handle of the knife trembled a little.

Wan Yanxian's order was for them to each defend their camp and not to act rashly.

This is a bit difficult to handle.

Holding back is harder than letting go.

Seeing this group of Han people jumping up and down, he couldn't help but rush up with his troops and kill them all.

Although Wu Nian's reputation is now at its peak throughout Liaodong, Cheli doesn't know if there is Wu Nian among the Han troops in front of him.

But as long as they don't fight with Wu Nian, in terms of overall quality, one of their soldiers who is a commander of a thousand can kill ten thousand such Han soldiers.

"Quick, attack quickly. Aren't you going to save Long Qie? Show your courage." Cheri shook his left leg restlessly, staring downward with his eyes, and blew out two streams of hot air from his nostrils.

It was as if a bull was about to charge at any moment.

Finally, it was noon.

With a "clang" sound, Wu Nian pulled out the steel knife from his waist and raised it in the air. The frost-white steel knife shone brightly in the sun.

"Attack them." Wu Nian ordered in a deep voice.

"kill!!!!!"

About nine hundred soldiers, carrying long ladders, roared and charged up the mountain. The mountain road was not easy to walk, and although they were charging, their speed was not fast.

Moreover, the mountain road is narrow and they cannot spread out. The team is always in the shape of a long snake.

Attacking a mountain guarded by soldiers and horses is always a thankless task.

Soon, the soldiers at the front had approached the stronghold.

"Fire the arrow!!!" Cheri, who was standing at the camp gate, waved his hand and ordered with contempt in his eyes.

"Whoosh whoosh!!!!" The Meng Yuan archers who had been prepared for a long time fired the arrows in their hands. The arrows in the sky hit Wu Nianjun like raindrops.

They are not newly recruited Han soldiers to guard Guyun City. They are of high quality and will remain calm in times of danger.

The shield soldiers in front of Wu Nianjun quickly raised their shields in front of them to resist the arrows flying all over the sky.

“Ding ding ding!!”

Several shields were suddenly filled with arrows. The soldiers in the front row were also covered with arrows. If they hadn't been wearing iron armor, many people would have been killed or injured.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!”

Wu Nianjun's archers hid behind shields and fired arrows at the stronghold. Because the distance was too far, only four or five people had an effective killing range.

In this way, the two sides had a "friendly exchange" and the casualties were agreed to be 0.

Under such circumstances, let alone breaking into the mountain stronghold today. Whether we can break into the mountain stronghold within a year is still unknown.

"Damn it. Are they going to attack or not?" Cheri looked at the army in front of him, his eyes full of impatience. What are you doing, hurry up and die.

At the foot of the mountain.

Wu Nian stood on a big rock and watched the fighting on the mountain. He stretched out his right hand and pinched his chin. He was a little distracted and thought of the Mangya Mountain City he had built outside Beishan Fort.

This is the power of the mountain city. As long as there is water and food, it is basically impossible to conquer.

Very safe.

Even if you want to attack the city, the troops can't line up.

This scene was really ugly. Wu Nian said to Wang Gui: "Remove some of the troops to avoid being crowded together and unable to move."

"Yes." Wang Gui nodded and immediately handed down the order. Soon after, of the nine hundred people ordered to attack, only two hundred stayed on the mountain, and the rest went down to wait.

Half an hour passed quickly. Wu Nianjun's casualties were one dead and four injured, one of whom was injured after his foot slipped and fell.

"Withdraw the troops." Wu Nian felt that it was almost done, and loudly ordered the withdrawal according to the plan.
Chapter completed!