Beasts or tigers.

People with good physical strength also have sufficient lung strength. The people on both sides of the enemy who were still fighting were attracted by Wu Nian's roar.

Wu Nian bent down and grabbed Zhu Erha's hair in full view, lifted the head of the person who was still dripping blood, held it to the sky, and shouted, "Zhu Erha has been killed by me." ”

The elite soldiers under Wu Nian's command were quiet for a while. Although it is said that Wu Nian beheaded a thousand commanders last time, after all, the people who saw it were a minority.

Today, many people are seeing this scene for the first time, and they are shocked.

Zhang Jin, Liu Wu, and Tie Niu reacted quickly enough, inhaled one after another, then exhaled and screamed.

"Mighty !!"

The elite soldiers reacted quickly.

"Mighty! Mighty!! ”

They forgot about this fight for the time being, their blood was boiling in their bodies, and something was broken in their hearts.

There was a "click" sound, as if it was the sound of a bowl shattering.

This is God broken.

In their hearts, Mengyuan people are invincible [gods].

Shattered.

"Slay the !!" Wu Nian threw the disgusting head, raised his head, and said word by word.

"Kill !!!" The morale of the three hundred elite soldiers pierced the sky and ran through the Doufu. The sound of killing is like thunder, like a war drum. Three hundred, three hundred war drums.

The drums vibrated and roared.

Three hundred elite soldiers rushed forward with a roar, and the wolves forward, fierce and unmatched.

A good Mengyuan soldier, after the death of the main general, it was indeed weakened for a moment, but the next moment, under the organization of the officer, they launched a resistance and even tried to break through.

"Wu Nian won't let us live."

"Rush out, there's still life."

A Mengyuan officer howled and led the Mengyuan soldiers to break through. Of course, it was a splash of resistance, which was quickly drowned.

Wu Nian, Zhang Jin, Liu Wu, and Tie Niu were like four sharp knives, inserted into the Mengyuan soldiers, and then stirred them to pieces.

After a while, there were no more Meng Yuan soldiers standing. The elite soldiers, who were not satisfied, opened a pair of blood-red eyes, looking for the Mengyuan soldiers who still had a breath on the battlefield to mend the knife.

Wu Nian opened his feet, moved his heavy body, and came to Zhu Youliang in front of Zhu Youliang in the crisp sound of the iron pieces colliding.

This Han man is still alive, sitting on the ground, urinating.

"Don't, kill me, don't ......" Zhu Youliang shook his head desperately and looked at Wu Nian in fear.

A few days ago, he was so energetic that he was agitating "like a spring tongue".

Xiucai met a soldier, and it was not enough to die a hundred times.

"Farewell." Wu Nian said coldly, and with a wave of the steel knife in his hand to the right, the human head flew up and down, and after rolling a few times, he didn't move anymore.

Wu Nian bent down and put the steel knife in his hand, wiped the blood on Zhu Youliang's corpse, and waited until the light was as bright as new before putting the knife into the sheath.

Zhang Jin, Liu Wu, and Tie Niu came to Wu Nian and bowed their heads slightly to show respect.

Among the three, Zhang Jin's horse lance ability is above Wu Nian. Knife technique, I don't know if I haven't competed.

But Zhang Jin knows that no matter how strong he is, he will be strong. He's just a general, not a leader. Their small group, without him, can be, as well as Liu Wu and Tie Niu.

But if Wu Nian is missing, it will collapse.

Wu Nian is the head, the soul, and the will.

"Liu Wu. Lead your men and search the battlefield. Rescue the materials that have not yet been burned, collect weapons, armor, and corpses, and mend the Mengyuan people. ”

Wu Nian let out a breath, turned his head to look at Liu Wu, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Liu Wu clenched his fists and bent over, responding loudly. Immediately shouted. "My brother comes with me." With a bang, a third of the elite soldiers disappeared at once.

"Zhang Jin. You take your men and send the wounded soldiers to the city to be settled. Send someone to ask my wife Wang for treatment. ”

Wu Nian turned his head to look at Zhang Jin, and this time he directly called his name.

"Yes." Zhang Jin also clenched his fists and led people down.

Wu Nian looked up at the sky and said to Tie Niu, "Tie Niu." You send people to the castle and let them cook the pot. Take out all the wine and meat, and treat the whole army. ”

"It's almost dawn. When the day comes, you bring out all the military households and the homeless. I'm going to do something. ”

"Yes." Iron Bull replied loudly. However, he left a team of elite soldiers to protect Wu Nian's safety and left with the rest of the people.

In the midst of the fire, on the ground paved with corpses and blood. An elite soldier brought a small bench and bent down to ask Wu Nian to sit down.

Wu Nian sat down, and the blood on his armor dripped to the ground along with the gaps between its iron sheets.

At this moment, Wu Nian seems to be a sculpture and a god of war.

Regardless of the process, the result was that he won.

The one who can win is the god of war.

The elite soldiers around him, the elite soldiers who carried corpses and wounded soldiers, raised their heads to look at Wu Nian from time to time, their eyes were full of respect.

The god of the Mengyuan people was shattered, and a new god rose in the hearts of the elite soldiers.

This is the so-called famous general.

The generals of an army are a banner and a deity, and the soldiers believe in him, respect him, and trust him to lead them to victory.

Otherwise, no matter how big this general is and how prominent his status is, he cannot be called a famous general.

Wu Nian's mood was very heavy.

A victory is worth rejoicing, cheering about, and cheering. But if you bask in this victory, you will inevitably lose in the next war.

War has broken out.

It belonged to the war between the Mongol Yuan and the Han Chinese. Only when the backbone of one side is broken is the real end.

Now in Liaodong, Meng Yuan is the king. Ten Mengyuan households were entrenched in five prefectures and thirty-two counties, and ten Han households were also established.

Among them, there are also Liaodong heroes like Zhang Bu.

Jin Huanshan is not a weak person, he is not only a member of the Mengyuan royal family, but also a strong general.

He may not have come to Beishan Fort in person.

A small Beishan Fort does not seem to be worthy of a Mengyuan Wanhu general to go on the expedition in person.

But his revenge will come quickly, it will be violent. This time there will be no such thing as showing weakness, only a bloody battle.

Hard-fought bloody battles.

If it fails, the North Hill Fort is gone. Twenty thousand displaced people, three hundred elite soldiers, one thousand militiamen, and the supplies he had accumulated for a long time would be wiped out.

He is in Liaodong, so he can't gain a foothold. can only flee south like a lost dog. Or go to the Shanhaiguan Pass, or cross the sea by boat.

Wu Nian didn't want to escape, he wanted to keep Beishan Fort.

He wanted to boost the morale of the army and the people even more, let the soldiers and civilians follow his footsteps, unswervingly garrison Beishan Fort, and never retreat.

He's going to do one thing.

"Go to my wife and get the flag she made. Find a flagpole, the longer the better. The corpses of the Mengyuan people were piled up together. ”

"Wait for dawn."

Wu Nian turned his head and said in a deep voice to an elite soldier standing beside him.

"Yes." The elite soldier was startled at Wu Nian's bright eyes, and after taking a deep breath, he bent down and saluted.