Mengyuan military camp.

The same preparations are being made. Their morale is also high, but beyond the words, they are not a Mengyuan nation.

but rewards, and military exploits.

The two Mengyuan soldiers, after making meals, sat on the ground and ate together. Talking enthusiastically.

"Brother. This time I'm going to cut off an officer's head so I can be promoted to a ten-tier, or even a centurion. ”

"That's right. It's not easy for a soldier. It's better to be an official. Position, farmland, woman, wealth. As long as there is war, as long as we can still wield the blade, we can have it all. ”

These two Mengyuan soldiers were young and energetic. The characteristics of the Mengyuan fighting nation are vividly displayed in them.

Coming out of the white water black mountain, he has a tough and strong body, and has a strong spirit to fight against fierce beasts.

For them.

War is an upward path.

Expeditions, swords, rewards, feats.

Anything, you can get from a knife.

Meng Yuan is the army of tigers and wolves, invincible.

Meng Yuan's will to fight is very strong, and his morale is very high. But in the subtleties, it can still be seen that they are inferior to the Han army.

Old, varied armor.

Meng Yuan did not have a blast furnace to make steel, and the amount of steel produced each year was limited, and the armor produced was also limited.

And even with such armor, their armor rate is not comparable to that of the Han army.

The founding of the Mengyuan Dynasty is between the white water and the black mountain, which belongs to the bitter cold land. Their logistical supply can be guaranteed, but the oil and water on weekdays, let alone it.

The same decisive battle.

The Meng Yuan army also pulled out all his pigs and sheep and cut them down, but the amount of meat was far less than that of the Han army.

The Mongol and Yuan countries were strong, but not rich.

The Han State was strong and rich.

Judging from this subtlety, Meng Yuan was by no means an opponent of the Han army.

In particular, this is still the Huanglong Mansion, the terrain is flat, and it is the territory of the Han people.

Inside the big tent of the Chinese army.

Chunyuan also got up early in the morning and cleaned himself up. He wears a silk garment, but on his head he wears a round iron hat in the traditional Mongol and Yuan dynasties.

Although in the eyes of the Han people, this dress is barbarian.

But in the eyes of Meng Yuanren himself, this dress is a majestic person.

Although Chunyuan is close to the Han people, he just wants to borrow the power of the Han people to enter the Central Plains. In his bones, he is still a proud Mengyuan person.

I am proud to be a Mengyuan person.

Every day, you can wear a Hanfu and watch opera. But at this critical moment, the aura emanating from his body was all Meng Yuan.

Chunyuan is not known for his strength, but he can also make the horse lance go to the battlefield at a critical moment. However, he estimated that he would not be able to go to the battlefield this time.

After breakfast, Chunyuan got out of the tent and came to a place in the army surrounded by guards.

Chunyuan, like Wu Nian, built an almost tall earthen platform, intending to sit on the platform and take the battlefield situation into account.

Surrounded by guards, Chunyuan walked up to the high platform step by step, and then sat down.

Chunyuan said: "I told Wanhu. Fighting a war also depends on what opponent you are. Today, he can play against Wu Nian, hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides. Will hunt yellow dragons. It's a real honor. ”

"Since ancient times, heroes and heroes, how many people can have this meeting?"

"And. We've won. ”

In the end, Chunyuan held his head high and his momentum was majestic, which was rare in the world.

"Yes." The guards around were all in good spirits, and they should have said loudly.

The armies of both sides numbered hundreds of thousands. The camps are continuous, each with a radius of more than ten miles. The barracks were separated by a large plain, facing each other from east to west.

The battlefield is vast enough, and hundreds of thousands of people are more than enough to turn over the river and the sea here.

It's getting dark.

Wu Nian sat on the high platform, under the umbrella, and turned his head to look at the east. The belly of the fish is white, and the heaven and earth seem to have opened a gap.

As time passed, the gap grew larger and wider, and eventually it became light.

But.

Today is not sunny, but cloudy.

Yesterday there was another light rain, and the temperature was relatively cool.

Wu Nian opened his mouth slightly, spit out a breath of turbid breath in his chest, and said: "In such weather, it is barely okay to put on armor and fight." ”

He stood up with both hands on the armrests of the Taishi chair, looked condescendingly at the battlefield, and after a while, said, "Order all the armies to set up their positions." ”

"Drums and horns in unison."

"Yes."

One of the Ouchi guards immediately shouted yes, turned around and quickly got off the high platform, and passed the order. Convey military orders on horseback, but slowly.

After a long time, the Han army moved one after another.

"Knock !!!!!"

"Woo woo woo !!!!!"

A strong drummer, a trumpeter, sweating like rain, played the prelude to the war. In the midst of the sound of drums and horns.

Under the command of their respective generals, the Han army left their respective barracks and lined up on the battlefield according to the layout before the war.

"Feng", "Tie", "Wei", "Long", "Zhao", "Zhao", "Huang", "Guan", "Li", and other nine large banners, surrounded by many small flags.

It's really a banner all over the field, and the momentum is at its peak.

Although the sky is not beautiful today, the light falls on the bright armor of the Han army, and it also exudes a warm light.

Fish scale armor.

The golden scales are open.

Although the Han army had nine thousand soldiers, they all had their own cavalry armies. But it is dominated by infantry troops. Feng Chong's entire cavalry is unique among the armies.

It's hard not to be noticeable.

"Feng" under the word Jing.

Feng Chong was holding a large sword, and the armor set off him seemed to be a huge iron man, straddling a black horse, majestic.

He looked excitedly at the cavalry under his command. The soldiers were silent, and the horses neighed from time to time.

The neighing of horses, one after another.

He looked at the friendly troops in all directions, and he was even more excited.

"Hahahaha. That's the big scene I want. I think that back then, I was a little person who was personally bullied in Chu. When he arrived in Liaodong, the wind and clouds changed, turned into a dragon, and began to make waves. ”

"Hahahaha. It's so cool. ”

"Today. It's up to me, Feng Chong, to lead these crooked melons and cracked dates, and the women to beat Meng Yuan to a pulp, and have a big victory over Huanglong. ”

"Hahaha."

In his eyes. Zhao Yanting, who has the courage of ten thousand people, and Zhao Mancheng, a snow unicorn, are all crooked melons and cracked dates.

Wei Wei is only a woman, and it is not worth mentioning.

The rest is roadside mustard. Only you are the one who stands up to the sky.

However, under his command, this batch of crooked melons and cracked dates can also exert great power, break through Meng Yuan, and smash Huanglong.

Refreshing.

It's so cool.

Feng Chong was immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself, trembling with excitement, and smirking wildly.

The Han army moved.

The Meng Yuan army also moved.

"Knock knock."

"Woohoo."

In the sound of drums and horns of the not weak Han army, the army of nine thousand households of Mengyuan was also lined up on the battlefield.

Only the manager of both sides did not move.

There are 20,000 households in Wu.

10,000 households.