It was close to noon.

The sun was shining, slightly dispelling the spring cold.

Although Wu Nian won a complete victory, there were many casualties among his own soldiers. Moreover, there are also soldiers killed in the battle of Jinhuan Mountain, Wanyan Xian, and Puguli, and the corpses are piled up.

The soldiers of Wu Nian, who were not injured, cleaned up the battlefield, cleaned up the corpses, treated the wounded soldiers, and were busy before and after.

The soldiers in the west of the city are groups of soldiers who go to the military camp of Jinhuan Mountain. Whether it's rice, baggage, weapons, wood, tents, war horses, or whatever.

Everything.

Nothing is useless, everything is useful.

There are officials in the city who are announcing the list of the people, or beating gongs and drums, and telling the neighbors. The war is over, so please rest assured that your neighbors are at ease.

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

But this Jiangxian county will soon be rejuvenated.

And it is no longer a city under the rule of Meng Yuan, but a city under the rule of Wu Nian, a general of the Auxiliary Han Dynasty.

It can be said that it has been reborn.

The future is promising.

comparatively. The camps of Wanyan Xian and Puguli were silent, as if all the Mengyuan soldiers were dead.

Pretty much.

The heart is dead.

Wu Nianzhen beheaded Jinhuan Mountain, drove the soldiers, and slashed the soldiers of Jinhuan Mountain. Killed most of the Mengyuan soldiers, but there were still some Mengyuan soldiers, who took advantage of the chaos to escape, and after that, they went to the camps of Wanyanxian and Puguli to seek protection.

For these soldiers and horses, Wan Yanxian and Pu Guli have all accepted them.

Inside the camp of Wan Yanxian.

The Mengyuan soldiers completely lost their previous arrogance and momentum. Everyone was very silent, even dejected and panicked.

Those defeated soldiers of Jinhuan Mountain who were accepted were even more mournful, and even the bodies of some soldiers were still trembling, and their eyes were full of fear, like dogs with their tails between them.

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

There's a word.

Call the military heart available.

Now that Yan is here, it is the military spirit that is not available.

Relying on this group of soldiers, it is okay to garrison the camp. If you go out to fight, you will inevitably be swallowed up by Wu Nian.

Inside the big tent.

The fire in the furnace was burning, making the inside of the tent much warmer than outside. But everyone present felt that the cold was like a knife, and the frost and wind were biting.

Shuai on the seat. Wan Yanxian raised his head and glanced at everyone present, including the five thousand commanders under his command, and the four thousand commanders who had gathered in.

Although Jinhuan Mountain was defeated, most of the soldiers were also lost. But the commander of the thousand is a thief who runs fast, there are four here, and Puguli should have also collected four or five, and the loss is very small.

Wan Yanxian 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.

"Good. What a big defeat. Ladies and gentlemen. What do you think I should do? Wan Yanxian threw the red-hot iron hook and asked.

Commanders, you look at me, I look at you, they all want to talk and stop, and in the end it's a fart that doesn't let go.

Don't mention it before.

Mengyuan 10,000 households.

Wrong. As long as there are five commanders of Mengyuan, they dare to attack Liaodong Xiongcheng. For example, the city guarded by Wei Changqing.

It's really a dare to kill.

10,000 households, that's really bullish.

Even before that. Three generals of 10,000 households are in town, and 20,000 troops are attacking a city. They are also highly motivated.

It's good now.

It's just the blink of an eye, Wanhu died, and the ambition disappeared with Wanhu. All that's left is ..... Panic and uneasiness.

"Nothing to say, right? Convincing, right? Anyway, I'm convinced. If you stay here any longer, I'm afraid that you will be calculated by Wu Nian. I'm going to end up like Jinhuan Mountain, and I have no place to die. ”

Wan Yanxian finally couldn't help it, flew up and kicked over the stove, his face snorted, became as black as the bottom of a pot, and said loudly.

"Burned the camp. We withdrew our troops overnight. I'll take you back to Guangyang Mansion to rest. It took a few fucking months to regroup the morale of the army. Turn the morale of you puppies back into the morale of wolf cubs. ”

"It's the same with Puguri. He went back to Yacheng to repair. ”

"We lost. There's no excuse for losing. ”

In the end, Wan Yanxian, a dignified and peerless general, was a little depressed.

It's fucking frustrating.

Damn it.

The commanders also bowed their heads in shame and frustration, the lost dog, the lost dog. After a while, Commander Meng Yuan cheered up a little, raised his head and hugged his fist at Wan Yanxian and said, "General." You went back to Quang Duong Mansion. ”

"Pu Wanhu went back to Yacheng. So what should Yuan County and Ding County do? ”

Wan Yanxian said: "Since Jin Huan Mountain is dead. The affairs of Yingqing Mansion will be fully responsible for Puguli. He should have ordered the defenders to defend to the death. ”

"These two cities can delay Wu Nian for as long as they want. We've got to get back together. ”

"Let's all go back and rest. Retire, retreat. Fucking retirement. Wan Yanxian couldn't hold back again, pulled out the steel knife on his waist, and slashed at the stove that fell to the ground. The stove was fine, but the good knife had a gap.

Wan Yanxian put away the steel knife, looked at the gap on the blade, and finally fell into despair, and went back to the inner tent with a smile.

The commanders present look at me, I look at you, and finally sighed in unison and went down.

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

Late at night.

The sun is shining during the day, and the stars are brilliant at night.

Although Wu Nian won a complete victory, the city was still heavily guarded. Especially in the county office, Wu Nian's personal soldiers were ready for fear of assassins.

in the bedroom.

Wu Nian was sleeping. A team of pro-soldiers broke in and knelt down on one knee to Wu Nian, and one of the pro-soldiers said, "General." Raging fires broke out in the northern and southern Mengyuan camps. ”

"The Mengyuan people burned the camp and retreated themselves."

The pro-soldiers looked happy.

It's a pretty sight to behold.

Ten thousand households burned down the camp and withdrew their troops by themselves, which is rare for decades.

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

"That's right. Palm lamp. ”

"Yes." The soldiers were a little surprised, and thought that the general would be interested in going and seeing. They put away their surprise and went down.

One of the soldiers lit the oil lamps in the bedroom for Wu Nian.

Wu Nian put on a thick robe 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 inside.

This map is the topographic map of the six cities of Yingkeifu.

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

"I won a big victory in Jiang County. The news reached pure distant ears. Chunyuan must have wanted to fly over and kill me immediately. But the bear is the opposite, and he will be overjoyed. He will find a way to hold Chunyuan back and make time for me. ”

"It won't be too much time. I have to quickly take Dingxian and Yuanxian. It is connected with the land of Nine Forts. That's the foundation. ”

"Comparatively. In the past, the nine castles were just small quagmires. ”

Wu Nian raised the oil lamp on the side, looked at the topographic map, and the situation of the defenders of Dingxian and Yuan County appeared in his mind.

The strength of the two counties is the same.

They are all one Mengyuan thousand-commander, and three Han people are thousands of thousand-thousand-commanders.

But the walls of Yuanxian County are taller.

Dingxian is shorter.

"Which city should I attack first?" Wu Nian put down the oil lamp in his hand and fell into deep thought.