Since Wu Nian heard about the Meng Yuan Empire, he also heard about how powerful the generals of the Meng Yuan Dynasty were.

When Wu met Wanhu of the Meng Yuan Dynasty at the beginning of the year, he was also defeated. Gradually, he became more and more skilled in horsemanship and proficient in horsemanship. Only then did he have the capital to compete with the general Wanhu.

The generals of the Ten Thousand Households of the Meng Yuan Dynasty are equal to peerless generals.

It is the mainstay of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. It is powerful abroad and has high prestige at home.

Ninety thousand households reached a consensus.

No small matter.

Although the conditions were simple, Wu Canglong still had people cut down trees, built a temporary platform, and led eight people from ten thousand households to stand on the high platform.

In front of them were tens of thousands of defeated troops.

Wu Canglong's eyes glanced over the defeated army. The humiliation in his heart seemed to be like a knife, cutting into his body one by one.

Dignified Meng Yuan, invincible warrior.

After all the mechanisms were exhausted, he still ended up like this.

shame.

What a shame.

This shame can only be washed away by Wu Nian's head. Only the blood shed by the Han people in Liaodong can be washed away.

Mongolian and Yuan warriors.

Although the army was defeated, it was divided into nine groups. Each of them stood behind the banner of the leading general. Some were depressed, some were frightened, and some were injured and groaned in pain.

The bereaved dog.

The bereaved dog.

All the Wanhu people clenched their fists and spit fire from their eyes. After a while, Wu Canglong said loudly: "Warriors, raise your heads and look at our faces. We are the nine Wanhu generals.

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"Invincible."

A loud shout shook the defeated souls. Meng Yuan's defeated army trembled for a moment, and then couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the faces of Jiudawanhu.

Those faces were full of perseverance, and they were tall and mighty generals.

In an instant, it seemed as if there was a magical power that nourished their bodies and their defeated souls, allowing their empty bodies to gradually gain strength.

One by one, the Mongolian soldiers gradually held their heads high and their chests high, their eyes shining brightly. Each of their hands unconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands.

Seeing that the warrior's momentum became stronger, Wu Canglong and others looked at each other, and they all smiled, which was funny.

The formation killed Wu Nian.

"Now, I won't talk about what happened before. Let the past go. I will talk about what happens next. Let's discuss and form a death-defying army. We will attack the Han army with determination."

"Then defeat the Han army. Just like our ancestors did. Defeat the many with less."

"Now, I don't have time to organize you, because the fighter plane is fleeting. But I want to select you."

"First, if you are afraid of death, leave immediately. Walk back to Mengyuan by yourself. When you reach the nearest county, you will have supplies."

"Second, take off your armor if you are afraid of death."

"Third, I promise on behalf of the imperial court that as long as Wu Nian is defeated and killed, there is no need to massacre the city after capturing Liaodong. Just use the Han people as slaves. Every soldier who follows us to launch a counterattack will receive a hundred in Liaodong.

acres of land and ten Han families as slaves.”

"I will share all the copper coins, gold, silver, cloth, and grain in the treasury of the five prefectures and thirty-two counties in Liaodong equally among you."

"If you lose, it's just a life."

"I won. Inexhaustible glory and wealth in my life. Ten families of Han slaves. Beautiful Han girls."

"Let's make a decision. Should we go back to Mengyuan in despair, or should we work together?"

Wu Canglong took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, and put the conditions on the table loudly and generously.

Military morale is irreversible.

Even if tens of thousands of households go against the morale of the army, it will still be very dangerous.

Military morale can only be smooth and invigorating.

Meng Yuan had super strong combat power and average military discipline. Wu Canglong used his old tactics, and the soldiers who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield were rewarded generously.

They robbed Han people, used them as slaves, and divided their fields and houses.

And the thin skin and tender meat of the Han girl.

A wolf fed with scraps is a dog.

A wolf fed with raw meat is a wolf.

A dog travels a thousand miles to eat shit, and a wolf travels a thousand miles to eat meat.

Only those who are driven by profit can make the newly defeated Meng Yuan warriors unleash unrivaled power.

Under the command of the Nine Great Ten Thousand Households, he is invincible.

Kill the King of Han in formation.

As Wu Canglong finished speaking, everyone in the household put their left hands on the handles of their knives at their waists, held their heads high and held their chests high, with unparalleled momentum.

The nine large households are like nine suns.

Emitting endless light and endless heat.

Do not look directly.

The breathing of the Meng Yuan soldiers immediately became rapid. Their morale immediately became strong, and their blood boiled again.

Power filled their whole bodies.

In an instant, they were a fighting nation again.

Meng Yuan strengthened his troops.

"Yes." The Meng Yuan warriors looked up to the sky and let out a roar in unison.

There was a "rumbling" sound. The dark clouds emitted an electric arc, and then a roaring sound came out.

Meng Yuan's momentum is like a rainbow.

Wu Canglong and other ten thousand households looked at each other and saw satisfaction and soaring confidence in each other's eyes.

Then each of the nine thousand households stepped off the wooden platform and selected soldiers and horses from among their own troops.

Although there are many Mongolian and Yuan soldiers, their fighting spirit is burning.

But there are also some timid soldiers who cannot hold up the wall with mud.

They gathered the soldiers who were afraid of death and the injured soldiers, and sent several injured officers to take them back to Mongolia.

He didn't do anything to these soldiers, but he took off their armor and gave it to the remaining soldiers to wear.

When all the sand is gone, what's left is gold.

They are soldiers filled with fighting spirit, Meng Yuan's extremely powerful warriors.

Then, they gathered back to the wooden platform to discuss. Wu Canglong stood in the north, facing the south, with a majestic momentum.

The remaining ten thousand households stand on the east and west sides.

"After calculation, we now have 5,000 cavalry and 18,000 infantry."

"Among them are four thousand heavy armored cavalry."

"Thirteen thousand heavy armored infantry."

There was a smile in Wu Canglong's eyes, he looked at the tens of thousands of households on his left and right, and said.

"Twenty-three thousand people. That's enough." Wan Yanxian nodded, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his left hand.

"That's right. If you dare to die for ten thousand people, you can change the world. How much more for more than twenty thousand people?" Hou Wancheng nodded gently, with a bright light in his eyes.

"Okay. Come on. Wan Yanxian and Hou Wancheng. The two of you will advance with the cavalry."

"The rest of the people and I will take the infantry and escort the cavalry on both wings."

"The nine great households formed the strongest Ma Shan. He killed the King of Han with his flying sword."

Wu Canglong nodded heavily and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Ten thousand households bent down and clasped their fists, and then got off the wooden platform together.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Transformed into a nine-headed tiger.

The strongest death squad.

Counterattacked the Han army and killed the king of Han.

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