Text Chapter 92 recruits troops, trains hard inside and outside the city.

Wu Daofeng personally presided over the surrender ceremony, and dozens of people in the escort team stood in two rows from An Muchen to bow down, An Muchen was hesitating Wu Daofeng stretched out his hand, "Just get your mind! Go back to the city!" After that, he took An Muchen's hand and personally helped him on the tiger's back.

"Go back to the city!" Min Duwei gave an order, and everyone opened the way back to the city. The garrison was overjoyed, and the convoy was indeed depressed.

The group came to the city and found someone to line up to meet them. "Welcome the city lord back to the city!" Peng Li saw the martial arts wind approaching, and ran out in a few steps and knelt on one knee.

"There's Captain Laupen, please get up quickly!" Wu Daofeng sat on his horse, raised his hand and collapsed, showing the demeanor of the city lord.

"City Lord, please!" Peng Li stood up and stretched out his arm, bowing slightly and shouting.

The team returning to the city slowly advanced, Wu Daofeng and Min Duwei walked in the front, followed by Zhang Yizheng's rank brothers. After that, there was the garrison team, and finally the escort team led by An Muchen.

The greeting soldiers were lined up on both sides of the road, and every few steps taken by Huoyunju would usher in a loud shout of "Welcome the city lord back to the city". Min Duwei sat on the horse and watched the joy of the soldiers from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the martial arts style had won the hearts of the people.

When he arrived at the city gate, he stopped at the city gate, and he had never looked at it seriously when he went back and forth to the city gate countless times, and now he came back again with a sigh of emotion.

Riding a horse turned around and carried the qi of the dantian, "My martial arts wind is back, and this seat will lead all the soldiers to expand the territory and dominate the industry." ”

"City Lord, City Lord, City Lord" All the soldiers outside the city shouted with guns and swords against shields.

After arranging for the city defense affairs to pass through the middle street, the people learned that the city lord of Wu was back again, and they came to the street to welcome them. Wu Jian Feng'an sat on the horse and waved his hand frequently to the people, and the spring breeze was blowing.

Stepping into the City Lord's Mansion, everything was the same as before, even the position of the flower pots, the placement of tables and chairs had not changed. Wu Zhifeng pulled Min Duwei and pressed it on the main position, took two steps back and bowed deeply to Min Duwei.

Min Duwei hurriedly got up and helped Wu Jian Feng, "What did the city lord do like this?"

"Thank you, the old general, for taking care of the family!" Wu Daofeng did not get up, and said with a smile in his mouth.

"Such a big person, there is no seriousness in his mouth!" Min Duwei pushed a martial arts wind and sat down under the main seat. Zhang Yizheng and the others sat in two rows in the hall, and the two brothers looked at each other and stood at the door.

The joke was made, and Wu Blade Feng sat in the main seat. "Xiao Feng'er, look at the tea!"

The two maids came out of the side with a teapot and poured tea for Wu Jian Feng first. "Sir。。。。。。 Before he could finish his call, tears flowed out.

"Okay, don't cry, I'm not coming back!" Wu Daofeng was also made sour by the two of them, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Well, it's good to come back, the slave family will let the kitchen prepare your favorite food at night, so don't go out!" The maid with a slightly plump figure named Xiao Feng'er wiped her tears and looked at Wu Jian Feng with tears in her eyes.

The entire hall was full of rough old men, and Wu Daofeng was very embarrassed by Xiao Feng'er and the others. Glancing at Min Duwei, "This old man bullied you?"

"Nonsense, how can the old man be the one who waits for the next man! When you didn't come back, the old man didn't even enter the hospital!" Before the maid could speak, Min Duwei stopped doing it first. The old face was flushed with anger, and he shouted with a pouting of his beard.

"Haha, this seat is just to ask, ask!" changed the topic, alleviating Wu Daofeng's embarrassment, but let everyone present secretly glance at Min Duwei with a faint smile.

"The old man is right, walking straight, not afraid of your suspicious eyes!" Min Duwei leaned back and closed his eyes leisurely, but the slightly jumping eyelids betrayed the peace on his face.

"City Lord, what do you say! After the old general took over the mansion, he only found a courtyard in the side courtyard to live, and the main courtyard never entered. He also sent troops to protect us, and he took good care of us. Xiao Feng'er pursed her lips and feigned anger.

"Hmph, what did the old man say, it's innocent!" Min Duwei opened his eyes and looked at the two of them appreciatively. "Haha" The crowd led by Wu Daofeng laughed, squeezing the old general and relieving the pressure of these days.

"Old general, would you like to invite the generals to discuss matters here tomorrow?" After laughing, Wu Daofeng coughed lightly and looked at Min Duwei.

"You are the city lord, you have the final say!" Min Duwei glanced at Wu Daofeng and said angrily.

"Hehe, you have to be the old general's abbot!" Wu Daofeng ignored Min Duwei's eyes and said with a smile.

"Don't leave at night, drink at my place!" Wu Blade Feng also relaxed a lot when he got home, leaning back in his chair and holding the tea bowl and said slowly.

"Your cook makes some of your favorite food, what are we doing here, watching your red sleeves add wine?" Min Duwei finally found a head to stab the martial arts, and said mercilessly.

"Haha" Everyone laughed again, causing the two maids to run back to the side room with a teapot.

"That's right, honor, glory!" Wu Daofeng slapped his thigh and quickly shouted towards the door.

"In" the two brothers heard the shouts and entered the house in unison.

"Quickly arrange for someone to go to the woods outside the city to pick up my sister-in-law and the people into the city!" Wu Daofeng remembered that there were still many people waiting for them in the woods outside the city, and hurriedly arranged.

"Let's go!" Honor left glory at the door, and went out to pick up people.

An Muchen and Ning Feng saw that everyone was talking and laughing in front of Wu Jian Feng, and everyone was in harmony, and they did not shy away from the so-called humility, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, they were also city lords, but no one under them dared to make such a joke with Lin Yi.

The woods are more than thirty miles away from the city, and when the honor rushes away, some of the people with big hearts have begun to cook on the fire, and when they hear that the city lord has returned to the city victoriously, the people cheer and follow the honor back to the forest, and it is already the time to hold the lamp when they enter the city.

The next day, Wu Daofeng and Min Duwei gathered all the generals to reward them in the martial arts arena. Min Duwei worshiped the position of general and commanded the three armies.

An Muchen, Zhang Yizheng, and Peng Li were the commanders, and the two brothers of Honor and Glory were the captains and deputy captains of the personal guards, leading the remaining seven people under them to do the security work of the city lord. Min Ling is Wu Jianfeng's personal chores, and all the matters are handed over to Wu Jianfeng through his hands.

Manning Forest City is recruiting troops and horses to expand its strength. Wu Jianfeng moved two of the three towns under his jurisdiction to Manlin City, including Wanglin Town.

Manning Forest City suddenly became lively, and it lasted two months, and the two towns were moved almost at the same time. The martial arts style also allowed people to coordinate in the middle and settle the people. After all this was done, it was the spring of the following year.

Spring is in full bloom, and everything in Manlin City has returned to stability. The number of non-commissioned officers in the garrison has increased from 8,000 to 30,000, and after a winter of training, the 30,000 soldiers are strong and strong, and the military discipline is strict.

Since Wu Daofeng returned to Manlin, he has gone deep into the simplicity, and the affairs of the army are entrusted to Min Duwei, and all the affairs in the city are taken care of by Min Ling. Just ask about the situation of the people from time to time, and drink and have fun with a few brothers in his spare time and become the lord of the free city.

At the same time, the situation of the main city of Wolong City is very different, there are six cities in Wolong Kingdom, except for the most remote one Manlin City, the other five cities are very close.

They are the four cities of Wuyi, Bilin, Xuanchi, and Zhujian, which defend the main city of Wolong in the middle, forming a tactical position that the four auxiliary cities of the main city are suitable for battle and defense.

At this time, several people in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion of Wolong City were arguing about something with the smell of gunpowder, and Yan Yun, the Lord of Wolong Country, sat on the wide city lord's throne and looked at the few people arguing under the steps with a frown.

These people are the city lords of those four cities, all of them are the pillars of the Wolong Kingdom, and any person's suggestion must be seriously considered in normal times. But now although several people are arguing, the lord of the country Yan Yun does not take this matter to heart.

Because although Yan Yun is still sitting on the throne of the lord of the country, in fact, his power has been hollowed out half a year ago. In the past six months, scenes like this have been staged countless times in his City Lord's Mansion, and several people don't consider his feelings at all.

For most of the year, the coalition forces of the Wolong Kingdom and the Melting Snow Flame Kingdom have continued to fight. Little by little, the coalition army is encroaching on the land, cities, and people of Wolong Kingdom. Now three of the four outer cities have been occupied, and only two cities remained, Wolong City and Wuyi City.

The issue they were arguing about was not how to continue the war with the coalition forces, but which country to surrender to the scorching snowmelt.

Yan Yun watched them face each other one by one, and his hoarse voice couldn't help but feel sad. Ever since he inherited the throne of the country, he has been careful to tread on thin ice every day.

Internally, he never disagreed with the city lords on anything, and closed the country to the outside world and refused to communicate with any empire, in order to honestly keep the inheritance passed down from his ancestors, but in the end, the Wolong Kingdom was still corrupted in his hands. For a while, there were many tastes and emotions.

"Yan Yun, does what I said make sense?" a shout dragged Yan Yun back from his thoughts. It was the city lord of Bilin City who spoke, and the major city lords were now too lazy to even call the country lord.

Yan Yun leaned back on the cushion of the throne and said with a dull expression, "You decide, why do you have to ask me!"

"Waste, just ask you, where is so much nonsense!"

"Ran Qing, how can you talk to the lord of the country?" Lin Yi saw that Ran Qing, the lord of Bilin City, had not finished his two sentences, so he pointed at Yan Yun and scolded, and took the conversation next to him.

"Lin Yi, what kind of good person are you still at this time, if you don't hurry up and decide that we will all be finished!" Ran Qing saw that Yan Yun was silent, and sat back in his seat with a flick of his sleeves.

"Lord, you should make a decision earlier! Although we still have 200,000 soldiers at the moment, it is almost like an ant shaking a tree for the coalition army. If it weren't for the fact that the weather was too cold during this time, Wolong City would have been breached a long time ago!" Lin Yi walked up the steps and sat beside Yan Yun and persuaded.

"City Lord Lin, do you think it's okay for us to submit a surrender letter to the Burning Flame Country?" Yan Yun looked at Lin Yi and said softly.