Chapter 221: Cracking the Hanshan Fort, the power of the Grand Master

In the camp of quelling chaos,

The strange quietness is now.

Everyone stared at the figure that disappeared into the night with different expressions.

The previous scene made everyone feel a little confused.

Especially Lin Mang's last words, it was clearly what he said to them.

Li Wenfeng's face looked extremely ugly.

Ma Gui looked back and looked at everyone, and said coldly: "Send the whole army!"

"From tonight, the entire army will be ready, and will not remove their armor at night and will not leave their swords!"

Everyone was silent for a moment and bowed, "Abide by the order!"

Sometimes, the identity of the Jinyiwei and the military supervisor is better than the general Ma Gui.

They can be domineering in front of Ma Gui because of his foreign identity, but they cannot do with the Jinyiwei.

Even if the Jinyiwei came before, he didn't care much about it.

After all, the Jinyiwei is only responsible for reconnaissance of military information and assisting the army in combat. The generals in the tent had the lowest status as the fourth-rank general.

Moreover, even Ma Gui would not tell the Jinyiwei about the matter in the military.

The dissonance of generals in the army has always been a taboo in military strategists, and Ma Gui is the general and serves as the commander of the rebellion. When it is reported, the people below will only say that he is incompetent and will affect the morale of the army.

This is also the reason why everyone is fearless.

The appearance of Lin Mang now breaks this situation.

The other party is a military supervisor, so no one can say anything more.

Ma Gui narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the direction Lin Mang left, and said intimately, "This person is really as his name."

...

The cold wind whistles!

The two thousand royal guards galloped wildly on the desolate mountain road, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky.

The thunderous sound of horse hooves resounded all over the world!

In the sky, it seemed like a dark cloud was slowly moving.

Four hours later,

Lin Mang rode a Pixiu and slowly walked up the top of the mountain, overlooking the fortress below.

Between the two mountains, a huge pass can be vaguely seen, more than 30 meters high, completely cast with huge stones.

The city is high and the ground is dangerous!

This place is not only one of the rebel granaries, but also an extremely important pass.

Yan Jue sent back the news that the Hanshan Fort garrison betrayed and surrendered to the enemy, and Hanshan Fort lost.

Although there are only 30,000 defenders in Hanshan Fort, their terrain is dangerous and easy to defend but difficult to attack. Without tens of thousands of troops, they cannot be chewed.

The key is that if the army is besieged, the surrounding fortresses will quickly react and can rush to help within three hours.

"grown ups!"

Chai Zhice immediately stepped forward and said respectfully: "Do I need to take someone down to touch the situation?"

"No!"

"Flying Eagle sends the news to General Ma, telling him that he can attack!"

Lin Mang shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Tell me the order and wait for half an hour."

"After half an hour, we will attack Hanshan Fort!"

"I...

“Dining here!”

"yes!"

Chai Zhi bowed his hand and said with a warlike look on his face.

Although it was two thousand to three thousand, there was no fear in his eyes.

...

In Hanshan Fort,

Behind the pass, there were tents and some simple houses.

The pass of Hanshan Fort can only accommodate up to 5,000 people, so most of the troops are stationed behind the pass and are also guarding the granary.

In the hall,

Carbon fire burns,

A group of generals sat on both sides, and there were a group of orioles singing and dancing in the hall.

The dancers dancing in this hall are all the wives and concubines of landlords and gentry in Ningxia Wei.

Sitting in the hall was the adopted son of Huo, Wei Yun.

Hanshan Fort is an extremely dangerous place and one of the granaries. He was naturally worried about letting others guard him, so he sent his adopted son to come.

But Qiyun was extremely reluctant.

If you stay here, you can't make any contribution, and you can't even leave Hanshan Fort.

As a Mongolian, he was willing to go to the front line to fight with the Han people.

Wen Yun drank wine with a depressed look on his face.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, the strings in the hand of the woman playing the pipa were broken, and the performance in the hall stopped.

In an instant, the woman's face turned pale and she quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Sir, please spare me!"

"Sir, please spare me!"

Qi Yun didn't care about the woman's begging for mercy at all, waved his hand with a cold expression, and said coldly: "Drag it down!"

"Sir, please spare me!"

"grown ups……"

The woman started to wail in horror.

She had seen her sister dragging into the pack of wolves and then tearing them apart.

A trace of disgust flashed in Qiyun's eyes.

Because of his background, he was always looked down upon by the Han people when he was in Ningxia City.

He knew that those Han people called him barbarians and savages.

However, at that time, his status was humble and could only greet him with a smile. Now that his identities are exchanged, he wants to get back all the humiliation he has suffered.

But he actually wanted to find it back from those Han generals!

He wanted to look at them and look humble in front of him.

Some generals on both sides secretly felt sorry for each other and muttered in their hearts.

What a waste of resources.

I heard that Lord Qiyun was useless when practicing qigong before, and so many wives and concubines were wasted.

Just then, a soldier rushed in outside.

"Report~"

"Sir, the enemy is here to attack the city!"

"What?" Qi Yun sat up in surprise and said with surprise: "Tell me quickly, how many people are there?"

He had been waiting for the opportunity for so long, and finally got it!

He had decided to teach these Han people a hard lesson.

The soldier hesitated for a moment and whispered: "One..."

"Ten thousand people?"

Before the soldiers could speak, Huoyun could not wait to speak, his face full of redness.

"No...no."

Seeing the general's appearance, the soldiers were a little scared for a moment.

"A thousand people?"
To be continued...