Wu Nian attacked the Qiongyong Ranch with no effort. The remaining Meng Yuan soldiers and officials were either killed or ran away.

"Li Qianhu and Zhang Qianhu, you lead your troops to control the exits in various places and be on guard."

"Wang Qianhu. You lead the heavily armored and heavy axe soldiers into the camp to rest."

Wu Nian rode his horse into the camp gate, waved his hand and ordered.

"yes."

The three thousand households replied loudly and went down separately.

"What a big ranch." Lu Yanxun and his beggar companions got off the carriage and looked at the ranch in front of them, and were amazed.

"General. We searched the ranch and found some Han people." Not long after, a hundred households came over with dozens of men.

There are old and young people, and the same ones are all lowering their heads, bent their bodies, and trembling. It may be fear, but it may also be thin and frozen.

"Don't be afraid. I am Wu Nian, the general of the Han Dynasty. My soldiers will not kill Han people."

Wu Nian turned over and got off the horse, came to the front of these dozens of people, and said sincerely.

"Thank you, General." But the Han people were still afraid and couldn't stop trembling. Wu Nian frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked, "Who is the highest in here and knows the ranch best?"

"Report to the general, I am old. I have been working in this ranch for twenty years." An old man wearing a leather jacket, gray hair and thin body stood up and clasped his fists to Wu Nian.

Perhaps because he is old and he is indifferent to life and death, compared to others, the old man should be much calmer and calmer.

Wu Nian nodded, then ordered his personal soldiers to take these Han people down for resettlement and share the food for them.

Then he took the old man into a big tent.

There were guards in this ranch, and the tents were ready-made.

Wu Nian has plenty of time now, so he didn't come up and asked about the old man's situation. Instead, he asked someone to light a bonfire in the tent and set up an iron pot.

Kill the live sheep fed in the ranch and cook the mutton soup.

Wu Nian asked the old man to sit in front of the campfire with him, and spoke while watching the mutton soup in the iron pot.

"Old sir. Who is your surname? Who is the person?" Wu Nian asked very politely.

"Report to General. I was originally from Guangyang Prefecture, Liaodong. My name is Wang You." Wang You looked at the mutton in the iron pot and swallowed it before saying.

Wu Nian nodded. Wang You said that he had been in this ranch for twenty years, and he was robbed from Guangyang Prefecture by the Mongols at least twenty years ago.

Wu Nian immediately asked about Wang You’s situation and learned that Wang You was already childless and alone.

He sighed, and at this time the personal soldiers cooked the hot wine and brought it in. Wu Nian picked up the wine pot, filled it with a glass of wine, and handed it to Wang You.

Wang You hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the wine glass and took a sip, and his face quickly became rosy.

After thinking for a while, Wu Nian said, "We Han people are talking about pension and sending off the old age. Old gentleman. You have also seen the children I brought. They are all Han people. I plan to take them back to Liaodong. If you don't choose one, you will be your adopted son. How about it?"

"Really?" Wang You's eyes suddenly lit up and his breathing became rapid.

No descendants are the greatest.

The Han people talk about this.

"Why am I lying to you?" Wu Nian laughed and said.

"Thank you, General." Wang You quickly put down his wine glass and solemnly bowed to Wu Nian.

"You don't have to do this, sir." Wu Nian shook his head and helped Wang You up.

After talking, the two became much more familiar. The mutton soup in the iron pot still needs to be boiled for a long time. Wu Nian asked, "Old sir. Do you know how many horses are there in this ranch?"

"There are more than 6,000 horses. About two thousand of them are mares, one thousand two hundred and thirty horses are ponies, one hundred and eighty horses are stallions, and the rest are war horses."

Wang You replied without hesitation.

This has nothing to do with the favor Wu Nian gave him.

Regardless of whether Wu Nian wants to bring him back to Liaodong and give him an adopted son, he will answer this question.

Even if he didn't say it, Wu Nian's soldiers could be counted out soon.

Wu Nian was a little disappointed. Not only did he not have ten thousand horses, but he was not all war horses.

Soon, Wu Nian laughed.

It's really a lack of human heart. Snake swallows an elephant.

It's good to have six thousand horses. Two thousand mares and one hundred and eighty stallions are used for breeding, and one thousand two hundred and thirty ponies are the future war horses and slow horses.

Besides, aren’t there still more than two thousand war horses left?

Not bad.

Relying on these horses, within one year, I can help Feng Chong form a cavalry army of five thousand households.

A cavalry legion with heavy armor and heavy cavalry, a mixed cavalry.

Moreover, I have another ranch.

After thinking about this, Wu Nian became satisfied. He and Wang You chatted while eating wine. Soon, the mutton soup was ready, and they ate and drank enough together.

Wu Nian asked someone to find another cloak and put it on Wang You. The old man was too thin, as if a gust of wind could blow away.

Then the two left the tent and watched the situation surrounded by their own soldiers.

pasture.

In addition to the stables, there are also forage houses, which stock up on a large amount of hay and soybeans. War horses cannot eat only hay, and they need to supplement their nutrition regularly.

Wu Nian looked at the hay and showed a thoughtful look on his face.

According to his expectations.

After he attacked the Qiongyong Ranch, the remaining Mongols' Thousand Masters may have internal conflicts and defeated them one by one.

But what if the head of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty did not fight in internal conflicts, but chose to guard the granary of Xiaoshan Camp?

The weather is dry now, can you choose to take a strong wind? With a lot of hay, I burned Xiaoshan Camp with a fire?

This idea made Wu Nian feel excited. He asked the war soldiers to take Wang You and dozens of Han people down and feed them to the war horses so that the war horses that they finally got were hungry.

He led his personal soldiers back to the tent to sit down and sent people to summon three thousand households.

"General. Are you looking for us?" Wang Qianhu, Zhang Qianhu, and Li Qianhu all took off their armor, wore regular clothes, walked in, clasped their fists and saluted Wu Nian.

"Sit first." Wu Nian asked them to sit down around the small stool of the bonfire, and then told the three of them about their plans.

"If the commander of the Monarchs of the Yuan Dynasty fights in internal conflicts and someone comes to grab the war horses, I will defeat them. Then lead the army and capture the Xiaoshan camp."

"If they guard Xiaoshan Camp to the death, I will set fire."

"What do you think?"

All three thousand households lit up their eyes.

"Will you use the big carts in the horse farm and hay? If this fire is good, it will not be a problem to burn Xiaoshan camp." Li Qianhu said without hesitation.

"General. I think the plan to burn Xiaoshan Camp is feasible." Zhang Qianhu nodded and said.

Wang Qianhu didn't speak, but his expression was very obvious.

"Okay. We will rest in Qiongyong Ranch for a day. We will set off tomorrow morning. We will take these six thousand war horses and use the big trucks in the ranch to transport hay to Xiaoshan Camp."

Wu Nian nodded and decisively cut off the railway.

He was very excited inside.

Burning the granary in Xiaoshan camp might force Chun Yuan to retreat.

No matter how much you fight with Chu, if Xiong Wuwo is more powerful and drives the Mongols out of Liaodong, it will be completed.
Chapter completed!