It's almost noon.

The sun shines brightly, slightly dispelling the cold spring.

Although Wu Nian won a great victory, many soldiers on his own were killed and injured. In addition, there were also soldiers who died in battle at Jin Huanshan, Wanyan Xian and Puguli's troops, and their bodies were piled up like mountains.

The uninjured Wu Nian soldiers cleaned the battlefield, cleaned up the bodies, and treated the wounded soldiers.

The soldiers in the west of the city went to the military camp of Jinhuan Mountain in groups, whether it was rice, grain, baggage, weapons, wood, tents, war horses, etc.

Want anything.

Nothing is useless, it is useful.

There are yamen runners in the city who are publishing the list of people's peace, or beating drums and drums to tell neighbors. The war is over, so please feel at ease.

Of course, there is still martial law in the city now, and the people are still not allowed to go out.

But this Jiangxian city will soon be revitalized.

Moreover, it is no longer a city under the rule of the Mongol Yuan, but a city under the rule of the Han general Wu Nian.

It can be said to be a rebirth.

The future is promising.

In comparison, Wanyan Xian and Puguli's camp were silent, as if all the Meng Yuan soldiers were dead.

It's almost the same.

My heart is dead.

Wu Nian killed Jin Huanshan, drove the soldiers, and killed the soldiers of Jin Huanshan. He killed most of the Mongolian Yuan warriors, but some of the Mongolian Yuan warriors still escaped while the chaos was in the chaos. Afterwards, they went to Wanyan Xian and Puguli camps to seek protection.

Wanyan Xian and Puguli accepted these soldiers.

Inside Wanyan Xian’s camp.

The soldiers of the Mongol Yuan completely lost their former arrogant attitude and were soaring to the sky. Everyone was very silent, even dejected and frightened.

The defeated soldiers of Jin Huanshan who were accepted were even more like a loss of their parents. Some of the soldiers' bodies were still trembling, and their eyes were full of fear, like dogs with tails.

The reason why the dog has a tail is because it is afraid.

There is a word.

It is called military morale available.

Now Wanyan Xian is here, that is the morale of the army is unavailable.

Relying on these warriors, the garrison camp is OK. If you go out to fight in the field, you will inevitably be swallowed up by Wu Nian.

In the big tent.

The fire in the stove was burning, making the temperature in the tent much higher than that outside. However, everyone present felt as cold as a knife and the frost and wind were thrilling.

On the handsome throne, Wanyan Xian looked up and looked at everyone present, including five thousand-strong commanders under his command and four thousand-strong commanders who had gathered.

Although Jin Huan Mountain was defeated and most of the soldiers lost, the thousand-man commander ran away quickly. There were four here, and Puguli should have gathered four or five of them, with a very small loss.

Wanyan Xian stood up, walked to the stove, picked up the iron hook next to him, picked up the firewood, and in an instant the flames rushed up.

"Okay. It's such a big defeat. Everyone. What do you think I should do?" Wanyan Xian asked, throwing the red-hot iron hook.

The commanders, look at me, look at you, they are all indulging in words but stopping, and in the end they are not a big deal.

Don't mention it before.

Monument ten thousand households.

Wrong. As long as there are five thousand-captains of the Mongol Yuan, they dare to attack the Xiong City in Liaodong. For example, the city guarded by Wei Changqing.

He really dares to fight.

One thousand households is really awesome.

Even before this, three thousand generals were in charge and two thousand soldiers attacked a city. Their morale was soaring.

Now it's OK.

It was just a blink of an eye that thousands of households died, and their ambitions disappeared with the smoke of thousands of households. Only... panic and uneasy.

"Is there nothing to say? Am I convinced? Anyway, I am convinced. If I stay here, I am afraid that Wu Nian will plot against me. I will end up like Jin Huanshan, and I will die without a place to die."

Wanyan Xian finally couldn't help it, so he flew up and kicked the stove, his face turned black as if it was as dark as the bottom of the pot, and he said loudly.

"The camp was burned. We retreated our troops overnight. I will take you back to Guangyang Prefecture for rest. Spend a few months to reorganize the morale of the army and turn the morale of you bastards back to the morale of the wolf cubs."

"The same is true for Puguli. He went back to Yacheng to repair it."

"We lost. There is no excuse for losing."

At the end, Wanyan Xian, a powerful military general, became a little depressed.

So fucking frustrated.

Oh shit.

The thousand-man commanders were also ashamed and lowered their heads in depression. They were a betrayal dog, a betrayal dog. After a while, the thousand-man commanders of the Mongol Yuan were slightly excited, and looked up and clasped their fists at Wanyan Xian and said, "General. You have returned to Guangyang Mansion."

"Pu Wanhu has returned to Yacheng. So what should I do in Yuanxian and Dingxian?"

Wanyan Xian said: "Since Jin Huanshan is dead, then Puguli will be fully responsible for the matter of Yingqing Mansion. He should order the defenders to defend the enemy."

"These two cities can delay Wu Nian as long as they can. We have to regroup."

"Everyone go back and rest. Withdraw the troops, retreat. Damn the troops." Wanyan Xian couldn't help but pull out the steel knife from his waist and slashed the stove that fell to the ground with one knife. The stove was fine, but the good knife broke out a gap.

Wanyan Xian put away the steel knife, looked at the gap in the blade, and finally became depressed and went back to the inner tent in a depressed manner.

The thousands of men present looked at me, looked at you, and finally sighed and went down.

............

late at night.

The sun shines brightly during the day, and the stars are bright at night.

Although Wu Nian won a complete victory, the city was still in strict garrison. Especially in the county office, Wu Nian's personal soldiers were on high alert, fearing that there would be assassins.

In the bedroom.

Wu Nian was sleeping. A team of personal soldiers broke in and knelt on one knee at Wu Nian. One of the personal soldiers said: "General. The north and south Mongolian Yuan camps were burning with raging fire."

"The Mongols burned the camp and withdrew their troops."

The soldiers looked happy.

This fire is really beautiful.

Ten thousand households burned the camp and withdrew their troops, and it was rare to see them in decades.

Wu Nian woke up. Hearing this, he was very calm and said, "I understand, let's go down."

"By the way. I'll light."

"Yes." The soldiers were a little surprised, thinking that the general would be interested in going to see it. They put away their surprise and answered their orders.

One of the personal soldiers lit up the oil lamps in various parts of the bedroom for Wu Nian.

Wu Nian put on a thick piece of clothing and sat down at the round table beside him. There was a wooden box on the table.

Wu Nian opened the box and took out the map.

This map is the topographic map of the six cities in Yingqing Prefecture.

These six cities are different from the north and south. The north belongs to Puguli and the south belongs to Jinhuan Mountain.

"I won a great victory in Jiangxian County. The news reached Chunyuan's ears. Chunyuan would definitely want to fly over and kill me immediately. But Xiong Wuwo was the opposite and would definitely be overjoyed. He would find a way to hold Chunyuan tightly and make time for me."

"This time won't be too much. I have to quickly take over Dingxian and Yuanxian. It is connected with Jiubao. This is the foundation."

"In comparison, what nine castles used to be just small mud."

Wu Nian raised the oil lamp beside him and looked at the topographic map. The situation of the defenders of Dingxian and Yuanxian appeared in his mind.

The troops in the two counties are the same.

They are all commanders of a thousand men in the Yuan Dynasty and three Han people, thousands of men in the family.

But the walls of Yuan County are taller.

Dingxian is a little shorter.
Chapter completed!