"The Yan Han will win!!!!"

When the sparks of fire set off the prairie fire with great momentum, when the roaring sound was like the heaven and earth falling apart, rolling in from the south.

The Meng Yuan who were holding torches and fighting at night, and tens of thousands of Han warriors, were in chaos.

Can't judge.

It's impossible to judge at all.

There were torches all over the mountains and plains, and they roared majesticly. It seemed like there were tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people.

How many people are there?

If it were during the day, the Mongolian soldiers would never be in chaos. Even if there were 100,000 people, under the command of four thousand households, they would still be confident that they could fight and retreat, and retreat calmly.

The reputation of the Liaodong Tigers is gradually gaining popularity.

Now they dare not boast to Haikou, saying that ten thousand people can defeat Wu Nian's army of one hundred thousand.

When the army is in chaos, that is when the war ends. In this case, fighting an unknown number of enemy troops is a recipe for death.

Under the banner with the word "Wanyan", Wanyanxian, who was already confident of winning, suddenly stood up, raised his head and stared southward, his face extremely ugly.

Wu Nian only had one breath left, but it was this breath that kept him going. Finally, finally.

This guy really can't be beaten to death.

Wan Yanxian kicked the small bench out with a flying kick.

With a "bump", the small bench fell to the ground and rolled around a few times. Apart from being stained with mud, there was nothing wrong with it.

It was as if he was mocking Wan Yanxian.

"Retreat." No matter how unwilling Wan Yanxian was, he could only grit his teeth and shout loudly, then got on his horse, led his soldiers, and headed down the mountain.

“Ding ding ding!!!!”

The rapid sound of gold and iron sounded, and tens of thousands of Han households in the Wanyan tribe were thrown into chaos. The Mongolian and Yuan soldiers all retreated like a tide, heading north under the command of the officers.

At the same time, Jin Ruiyun, Jin Huanshan, and Puguli also made this decision unanimously. The offensives from all directions, southeast, northwest, and north suddenly dissipated.

Inside four fortifications.

The soldiers and civilians who had reached their limit sat down in great joy. Some shed tears, some panted, and some simply closed their eyes and lay on the ground. It only took a second.

Zhong fell asleep.

It's dawn!

We can feel at ease.

We can go to Beishan Fort together.

Some soldiers and civilians who still had energy spontaneously began to treat their own wounded. Some wounded soldiers could have survived if they had received treatment.

But because of the Mongolian offensive, no one was able to treat the wounded soldiers, so they died like this.

Now that the war is over, wounded soldiers who can be rescued must not be allowed to die.

Never allowed.

Under the banner of "Wu".

Wu Nian stood with his chest straight and his back straight, like a javelin, with a smile on his face.

"General." Wang Gui stepped up the steps, walked up from the wooden platform, and said to Wu Nian with a joyful look on his face.

"Well, we won. We came back with the soldiers and civilians."

"This battle. This time four Mongolian households besieged our Beishan Fort. Not only did we hold on, but we also strengthened our strength."

"Brother, we have all worked hard."

Wu Nian exhaled, then opened his arms and gave Wang Gui a big bear hug.

Joy, touch, pride.

All kinds of emotions intertwined in Wu Nian's heart, making Tie Han melt.

It started with four Mongolian Yuan households commanding about 40,000 Mongolian soldiers and besieging Beishan Fort. Then they went on an expedition and reached four Mongolian Yuan households, with 60,000 to 70,000 troops laying siege.

All kinds of things and hardships involved.

The journey has not been easy.

But along the way, I have no regrets.

There will be no next time.

There will never be such a difficult war again.

After this battle, Beishan Fort's strength has greatly increased. As long as he is given a little time, Beishan Fort's soldiers can be greatly expanded.

Four Mongolian and Yuan households, sixty to seventy thousand Han, and Mongolian soldiers would besiege Beishan Fort again.

Then Wu Nian will have to fight them.

This is already the limit of the Mongolian people. They cannot send more Wanhu. The Chu soldiers at Shanhaiguan in the south and the Gogury army in the east are great threats.

Liaodong is a large country and is surrounded by enemies on both sides.

It is impossible for the Mongolian people to use all their troops to fight against him.

Wang Gui was also very excited.

The words "Brother, we have all worked hard." made Wang Gui's eyes red and he shed tears.

"Yes. We have all worked hard, General." Wang Gui hugged Wu Nian in his arms. The two strong men hugged each other heartlessly.

There were still some Wu Nian's soldiers around. Seeing this scene, they didn't feel it was against the law.

This is brotherhood.

This is a man's way of sharing joy and emotion.

This is a hard-won victory.

Wu Nian and Wang Gui hugged each other for a while before they separated. When Wu Nian let go of Wang Gui, although there were still some emotions on his face, he had calmed down.

"Brother, you and Zhang Sheng, organize a group of people to search for the wounded soldiers all over the mountains and plains. Ask about their identities first. If they are soldiers of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, they will be killed without mercy. If they are soldiers of thousands of Han households."

Having said this, Wu Nian paused, and then sighed: "Rescue them and take them back to Beishan Fort."

"yes."

Wang Gui responded loudly, full of energy. It was as if all his strength had been restored and had returned. He turned around, strode off the wooden platform like a dragon and a tiger, and plunged into the darkness.

Finally. Finally.

It's over.

Just recovering from a serious illness, he fought with Wan Yanxian again and was injured on the head. He stood there for who knows how long. Wu Nian finally couldn't hold on any longer.

With a "touch", Wu Nian first slowly bent his knees, and finally sat cross-legged on the ground.

Wu Nian raised his head and looked at the night sky, which was completely dark.

"Hahahaha!!!" Wu Nian laughed and simply leaned back, then lay down heavily on the ground.

Wu Nian just maintained this posture, this free posture.

After a long time, a soldier bent down under the wooden platform and reported: "General. Colonel Tieniu, Colonel Wei Ru, and Colonel Liu Wu are here."

"Let them come up." Wu Nian remained motionless, just opening and closing his mouth.

"yes."

The soldier responded, turned around and went down. Soon after, Tieniu, Wei Ru and Liu Wu came up from under the wooden platform in neat clothes.

They were planning to salute, but were stunned when they saw Wu Nian's gesture.

"I'm tired. I don't want to get up. Do you mind if I talk to you like this?" Wu Nian asked with a smile.

Tieniu, Liu Wu, and Wei Ru all felt a sore nose. Are all tough men like this? The hardships involved in this journey are probably beyond their imagination.

"Brother Wu, just pose in whatever pose you want." Wei Ru came to Wu Nian's side, sat down cross-legged, and looked at Wu Nian's cheeks, revealing a rare tenderness.

In fact, it was so dark that she couldn't see Wu Nian's face clearly.
Chapter completed!