North Hill Fort, outside the North City Wall.

It's the same dusk, and it's the same Mingjin retreat.

The Meng Yuan people left a large number of corpses behind and retreated into the camp like a tide. The fresh carcass attracts many vultures to hover in the sky, which may fall at any moment and gnaw on the carcass.

Inside the Mengyuan camp, on the camp gate. Inserting the "gold" word flag, moving with the wind, hunting sounds. Jin Huanshan was wearing armor, but not a helmet, standing under the banner of Jing, looking at the Beishan Fort in front of him, and a commander stood beside him.

Both of them were solemn and silent.

"It's worthy of Wu Nian, it's beautiful. Although I invested my troops regardless of the cost, and the soldiers died countless times, this city seemed to be a candle in the wind, and there was only one breath left, but after all, it was defended by him again and again. ”

Jin Huanshan's face showed admiration. He thought Wu Nian was in the city. Although his evaluation of Wu Nian was already very high, it has now increased a little.

It's good to keep it even.

"yes. The guard is really tenacious, even if it is Wei Changqing, it is not as tenacious as he guards. Qianfu was very honest, his eyes flashed with essence, and he nodded and said.

"General. Now our losses in battle are serious. And I'm afraid the war will continue for a long time, and we will have to send troops to the court to replenish it. ”

Immediately, he said.

With their backs to the Mengyuan court, they are like sons with a father.

Without the support of the Chu State, Wu Nian is like an orphan.

Their advantage is that they can be replenished with rear forces at any time.

"Although there is no face, it is also necessary to have a backhand. I will immediately go to the imperial court, and then recruit me 3,000 elite soldiers to come over to replenish the losses of the commanders. ”

Jin Huanshan struggled for a while, but finally sighed, nodded and said.

The last time he was beaten by Wu Nian, he was defeated. So much so that he asked the imperial court for 5,000 soldiers as a supplement. This time, he asked the imperial court for troops.

It's really not happy, but Beishan Fort is not so easy to take.

The opposite side has been lost, and if it is lost again, it seems that it is nothing.

Broken jars are broken.

Ask for help.

After Jin Huanshan said that, he handed over the rest of the matter to the commander to deal with, got out of the camp gate by himself, went back to the big tent, spread out the blank paper, picked up the pen and began to write.

North Hill Fort, on the city walls.

The guard, who had lost a lot of weight and was also blackened, wore extremely torn armor, wore a helmet, and stationed a steel knife full of gaps, standing in front of the city gate tower, watching the soldiers.

Today she is not injured because she did not go to war. She just watched the whole time. There is no way, her body no longer allows her to fight, and she has to rest for a few days.

Wei Xiang turned his head and looked at the soldiers in the city. Looking at the soldiers who were very tired and tired, they lay directly on the city wall, and fell asleep with their heads resting on the corpses.

Looking at the wounded soldier, he didn't even have the strength to speak. watched Wang Ruyan, Xiaohong, and Liu Xiang come up with the women to help.

Looking at these soldiers, there are very few familiar faces. The continuous battle has caused her elite soldiers to lose a lot.

Now the soldiers in the city are mainly newly recruited militiamen.

There are quite a few elderly people among them. In order to make the young people die less, these old people resolutely stood on the city wall, intending to die on the wall.

"It's really not easy." Wei Yu bit his lip, which had also lost his blood, his body trembled slightly, and his heart was very sad.

But she quickly perked up.

At least the castle held. And their commander is leading two thousand troops outside, as a surprise soldier.

In this war, the winner must be Beishan Fort. Thinking of this, Wei Xiang's big and round eyes shone with a determined light.

In the city, in the palace of General Fuhan.

Liu Zhixing sat in the General's Mansion and coordinated all affairs. Many officials surrounded him and did all kinds of things.

Inside the office building of Changshi. Liu Zhixing, who had been insomnia for many days, had dark eyes and bloodshot eyes, raised his eyes to look at the young Chen Ning, and said, "Chen Ning." You go and arrange for the next group of militia to be called up and put into battle. ”

"Yes." Chen Ning answered, turned around and walked out.

Liu Zhixing took a breath, slowly sat down on the Taishi chair, stretched out his right hand and pinched his eyebrows, revealing a tired look.

This Chen Ning is a fine work sent in by Zhang Bu.

Since the fine work has been exposed, for the enemy, not only is there no benefit, but also disadvantage.

Wu Nian's plan was to let Chen Ning ascend to a high position, and when he had the opportunity, let him release false news to Zhang Bu, and then kill him with one blow.

Now the situation in Beishan Fort is very difficult, but Liu Zhixing, like Wei Xiang, firmly believes that they have won.

In this case, the script still has to be written according to the original.

He is working hard to give Chen Ning credit and slowly promote Chen Ning.

These things flashed in Liu Zhixing's mind. His mind immediately returned to the present, picked up the tea cup that had been cold next to him, and took a sip of it, after recovering a little spirit. He put down the teacup and said with a wry smile, "General." When do you launch, we really won't be able to hold out for long. ”

The Mengyuan people's offensive was even more ferocious than they expected.

Beishan Fort, it's really a little unbearable.

Chen Ning, who left the Fuhan General's Mansion, took a few small officials with him, and began to knock on doors in the castle, door to door, and according to the household register, he took away a strong man as a militia supplement.

Most of the strong men regarded death as their home, and accepted this order calmly. But there were also a few cowardly, crying to death, refusing to take part in the battle.

But they couldn't help it, and forcibly let them go to war.

While Chen Ning was doing this, he did not forget his own work. As Zhang Bu's spy, he has to pass on information to the outside world.

He has an important piece of information right now, but he has never found a chance to pass it on to the outside world.

The castle is guarded, it is too tight.

This important information is that Wu Nian is not in the city. With the strength of 2,000 households and 20,000 people in unison, Beishan Fort blocked the onslaught of 10,000 households.

Chen Ning was not very proficient in warfare, but even so, he knew that Wu Nian would be extremely threatening if he stayed outside.

Hidden in the shadows, the Assassin could attack at any moment.

"Damn, how can I get the word out?" Chen Ning was doing the things of Beishan Fort, and at the same time he was extremely anxious in his heart.

It was getting dark soon. And Wu Nian, after killing Jin Ruiyun's commander Wei Huchen, crossed the mountains and took a small road, and rushed to the vicinity of Beishan Fort.

That is, under the nose of Jin Huan Mountain.

That's right. Although Jin Ruiyun had all kinds of speculations, he wrote letters to Jin Ruiyun and Wan Yanxian. But after all, he received the message before dawn.

And the terrain around this is very familiar to Wu Nian. It is a natural ability for his soldiers to cross mountains and mountains, and it is only thirty or forty miles of mountain road from the vicinity of Chengshan Fort to the vicinity of Beishan Fort.

They traveled overnight and easily.

To put it simply, they made a time difference. Before Jin Ruiyun's letter arrived, he had to give Jin Huanshan a stuffy stick.

Very heavy stuffy stick.

After all, good things come in pairs.

Jin Ruiyun has already been beaten, there is no reason why Jin Huanshan should not be beaten.

Who called them all surnamed Kim?