The ability of a military general cannot be calculated only by force, and a person who is outstanding in pure force can only be regarded as a general. Of course, a good fighter is also rare.

But Wu Nian hopes more for a general who can command this heavy armored cavalry.

Wu Nian did not leave this camp, and of course, according to the agreement, did not interfere in Feng Chong's training.

He just watched like this, and after watching it for half a month, he relieved himself and left the camp and went back to Beishan Fort.

Feng Chong is a proud, even arrogant person.

He led his troops extremely strictly, but not brutally. He's training a lot, but there's a degree. It is to train to be an elite soldier, not to a crippled soldier.

He not only trained soldiers, but also trained with soldiers. Eat and live with the soldiers.

Therefore, the soldiers did not complain, but trained harder.

Wu Nian didn't look at the wrong person. This heavy cavalry, handed over to those hundred households for training, the final result may not be too good.

But if you hand it over to Feng Chong to train and command, you will definitely be able to become a heavy armored cavalry that can dominate the world.

The future is promising.

And with the addition of Feng Chong, Wu Nian's last shortcoming has also been made up.

Heavy armor and heavy axemen.

Divine Arm Bow Battalion.

Heavy cavalry.

Under the leadership of the captain and Qianhu, the elite soldiers of all departments trained extremely hard, and Liu Zhixing acted as a big milk behind his back, constantly mobilizing rice and meat as their backing.

Wu Nian suddenly expanded his army to 22 thousand households, and he took a big step forward. But there was no danger, and the walk was extremely smooth.

Time passes slowly, summer goes to autumn.

The crops outside the North Hill Fort were already golden, and heavy ears were bent down. This year's Liaodong is already a bumper harvest nailed to the iron plate.

In the morning, the wind and the sun were beautiful.

On the North City Gate.

Wu Nian was wearing an ordinary purple brocade robe, with a ribbon of the same color tied to his hair, standing with his chest and abdomen closed, pressing the handle of the knife with his left hand, and looking ahead.

Surrounded by soldiers wearing battle jackets and standing with swords.

Wu Nian turned his head and looked at the golden field in front of him, with a smile full of joy on his face.

The autumn harvest is full of grain, and the elite soldiers are enough.

"My body, my heart is already stirring." Wu Nian's left hand clenched the handle of the knife at his waist, released it and held it again, as if it was a bloodthirsty beast, and he couldn't wait.

The battle against the Mongol people.

From the beginning of 300 elite soldiers, to the current 22 thousand elite soldiers.

From the beginning of the Beishan Fort to the current land of Jiubao, hundreds of mountain villages.

There is the shogunate of the auxiliary Han generals supported by Liu Zhixing and Li Yong to coordinate the overall situation.

There are Feng Chong, Zhang Jin, Long Ji, Liu Wu, Tie Niu, Wei Xiang, Wang Gui, and Zhang Sheng as leading generals.

He shouldn't just stay in the mountains, lingering. It's time to fight out of the mountains and kill a bright world.

Wu Nian Huo Ran turned around and walked down the city wall on the stone steps. The pro-soldiers followed, and the guards surrounded Wu Nian.

The people who were moving on the street stopped one after another, separated from each other, and bowed slightly to Wu Nian.

A year has passed.

Although because of food, the people are not doing very well. But not a single one starved. And this year's crops outside the city are destined to be abundant.

The joy on the faces of the people is also visible to the naked eye.

Wu Nian bowed his head lightly from time to time and responded to the people. Soon. He came to the Fuhan General's Mansion and found Liu Zhixing, who was working.

"General, wait a minute. I still have a little bit of official work to deal with. Liu Zhizhi buried his head in the desk to deal with official business, and after hearing the movement, he looked up and lowered his head again.

Wu Nian nodded and sat down on the Taishi chair on the side, and asked people to make tea. When the soldiers came in with two teas, Liu Zhixing also finished his official duties.

He stood up and walked to the Taishi chair beside Wu Nian and sat down, and the two drank tea across the coffee table.

"Is there anything going on with the general?" Liu Zhixing picked up the lid first, blew a breath, took a few sips of tea, and looked up and asked.

"Let's talk about sending troops." Wu Nian went straight to the road.

Liu Zhixing's body paused, and then lightly put down the teacup. He looked up and said seriously: "General." I thought we would have to wait for Xiong Wuwu to do it first, and then we would wait for the opportunity to move. ”

"Now that the general's strength is so strong, he will definitely be moved."

"It can be seen from the fact that he has been in contact with Long He and has given Long He a lot of salt."

After Wu Nian heard this, he became agitated. Standing up and pacing back and forth with his hands in his hands, he said, "With the situation in the court of the Chu State, Xiong Wuwu I don't know how long I will delay before I can do it. And the Mengyuan people are also slowly recovering. ”

"Time is running out."

"And. Don't forget. We have another killer weapon in our hands. Speaking of this, Wu Nian stopped, looked at Liu Zhixing and showed a meaningful expression.

Killer.

Of course, it was a spy sent by Zhang Bu to Beishan Fort.

Liu Zhixing has been cultivating this spy, promoting this spy and slowly climbing to the top.

As long as it is used well, this spy can have a decisive effect.

Hunger.

Bloodthirsty.

Liu Zhixing felt hunger, thirst, and bloodlust from Wu Nian's body, and knew that Wu Nian was like a beast now.

Eager to tear the Mengyuan people to shreds.

That's certainly a good thing.

One general is brave, and the three armies are vibrant.

As the soul of the army, as the main general. Wu Nian has always maintained his original intention, recovering Liaodong and expelling the Tatars.

His gaze was firm and his heart was like a rock.

The people around Wu Nian are also working towards this goal, forgetting to sleep and eating, and firmly following Wu Nian forward, forward.

Finally, it has come to this point.

They now have twenty-two thousand households in their hands, and they have enough food. It is necessary to get out of the mountains and fight head-on with Mengyuan Wanhu.

Which of them is not enthusiastic? Eager to drive the Mengyuan people out of Liaodong?

But when it comes, the more cautious you should be.

"Wait. By the way, let Chen Jiagui send spies out to investigate and see if the state of Chu is going well this year. If the wind and rain in Chu are smooth, it will also be a bumper harvest. Then Xiong Wuself will definitely attack. ”

"He has tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and you have generals to echo him."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The success of the first battle immediately went down in history. ”

"Perhaps, he is more anxious than you, General."

Liu Zhixing showed amazing calmness and said in a deep voice.

An enterprising commander and a calm and wise commander.

The boiling blood in Wu Nian's body gradually calmed down. He came to the Taishi chair and sat down again, picked up the teacup and drank a few sips of tea, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"Then wait a little longer."

Liu Zhixing smiled, then raised the teacup and said to Wu Nian: "General rest assured. We're going to win. ”

"I have no doubt about it." Wu Nian also raised the teacup and cut the railway.

With a "ding" sound, the two touched the tea cup and drank the tea together.

Ready to fly.

Only the east wind is owed.