"Lord Xiaoqi."

Tie Niu and Zhang Sheng also walked in from outside and saluted Wu Nian. Wu Nian waved his hand at them and said, "Go and get me water and wash."

"Yes." The two responded and turned around and left. Soon after, Zhang Sheng walked in with a basin containing hot water and a facial towel.

After taking a shower, Wu Nian came to the kitchen.

Now this order of breakfast has passed early, but the food has been hot.

Wu Nian was not polite either. She sat down alone and ate seven or eight minutes full. She put down her chopsticks and signaled Zhang Jin with her eyes. The two of them left the house together.

"Brother. Don't think I'm too long-winded, I'll bring up the old things again." The two of them came to the big rock. Wu Nian grabbed the rock with his right hand and jumped on it, sat on the rock, looked at Zhang Jin and said.

"Brother, stop saying it. I still said the same thing, your official is too young." Zhang Jin waved his hand, looking like he was unwilling to say more.

What happened yesterday did give him a further understanding of Wu Nian.

Wu Nian is indeed a hero as he thought.

But heroes have nothing to do with it.

He considers himself a hero, but he has always been a soldier.

"Oh." Wu Nian sighed, but he was helpless. Zhang Jin was as if he had eaten a weight and was determined. There was no way, no way.

"Brother. Why don't we talk about Beishan Fort?" Zhang Jin walked towards the door, brought a small stool to sit down, looked up and said to Wu Nian.

"Brother, what advice do you have?" Wu Nian's face also became serious, fell from the rock, and sat on a stone bench.

"Although I am on the mountain, I am well-informed. I guess after this autumn, the Mongols will go south again on a large scale."

"Last year, although the Chu army barely blocked it, it was also seriously injured. This year, the Mongolian Yuan people will definitely be able to fight to Beishan Fort and even swallow up the entire Liaodong."

"I have been to you Beishan Fort, and the city walls are like sieves. You are the only one who is a reorganized soldier. There are only two or three thousand military households."

"When it's time to run or fight, you have to be prepared."

Zhang Jin reached out and patted Wu Nian on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Wu Nian nodded and bowed and said, "Thank you, brother, for your advice, I will consider it."

Wu Nian had actually considered this matter a long time ago.

If the Mongols really come, it depends on the situation. If there are too many enemies, then run away.

Thirty-six strategies are the best.

There is nothing to be ashamed of the military tactics passed down by our ancestors.

If there are few enemy troops, you can find ways to persevere or even destroy the opponent.

But there is one thing.

Wu Nian did not expect that the Mongols would be able to reach Beishan Fort this year.

The entire five prefectures and thirty-two counties in Liaodong are still in the hands of the Chu army. The Beishan Fort is located very far behind.

Can the Mongols really attack Beishan Fort?

However, people like Zhang Jin will not be aimless. Besides, he did not know much about ancient military operations.

It is better to believe that this matter is not true than to believe that it is not true.

When Wu Nian thought about this, she suddenly felt angry.

If the Mongols really fight to Beishan Fort this year.

"Without any precautions, it seems that I have to prepare more carriages and food, and I can run away at that time." Wu Nian said again.

"Yes, be prepared for any trouble." Zhang Jin patted Wu Nian's shoulder again and said with a smile. Then, his eyes were bright and energetic. His voice could not stop excitedly: "The people of the Mongols will break through Liaodong, and the people will flee. At that time, I will raise my arms and shout, gather my troops, and I can reach the sky in one step."

Wu Nian shook his head helplessly. This is a different idea, so let’s not work together.

He was devoted to protecting himself and stayed under the garrison system, rising steadily.

Zhang Jin wanted to gather people and then accept the recruitment of Chu State. Thus, he became a general and glorified his ancestors.

Putting aside this issue.

Wu Nian likes Zhang Jin very much. Neither of them is insidious villains, he has a generous personality and likes to make friends.

Wu Nian felt aroused in his heart and bowed and asked, "Brother. Although I am a small flag, I actually don't know how to use military force. Can you teach me?"

"You'll ask the right person, brother." Zhang Jin said proudly, "Although my family has declined in my generation, my ancestors have been rich and have many military books. I know how to march and set up camps and where to set up camps."

"I'll tell you."

Zhang Jin became a teacher and talked endlessly about military affairs. Wu Nian couldn't help but be immersed in hearing this. This knowledge was something he urgently needed.

Zhang Jin is really a general, not a simple warrior.

The two sat there, from morning to noon, without moving their butts.

Until Wang Yang, with a pockmarked face, ran over with a serious face.

"Brother, Wang Zhen is here." Wang Yang bent over and held his knees with his hands, gasping for breath.

Zhang Jin had a black face that was red, and his fists were clenched, looking like I was angry but forced to bear it.

"Go as planned." Zhang Jin took a deep breath, but waved his hand as if he was a deflated ball.

"Yes." Wang Yang was a little reluctant, but he responded and turned around and left.

Wu Nian saw that it was inappropriate and asked, "Brother, who is this king?"

"Bandits, just entrenched on the nearby Guilong Mountain, there were about a hundred people." Zhang Jin sighed, stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and pointed to a mountain head to the northwest.

Wu Nian frowned and said in a deep voice: "If there are bandits nearby, our Beishan Fort will definitely know. Are they new here?"

Liaodong is in chaos.

The imperial court had many soldiers and military households.

There are many mountains, and there are also many bandits formed by military households.

Just like Zhang Jin, he was also a bandit in the eyes of the court.

"Well. I just moved here five days ago." Zhang Jin looked depressed and sighed: "He gave me a warning as soon as he came and asked me to hand over a thousand kilograms of grain."

"Brother, do you want to get married?" Wu Nian saw it and frowned.

"Can you not hand over it? They have a hundred people, a few pieces of armor, and guard the dangerous places. Although I am very capable, I can't beat a hundred people per person. They secretly arranged archers and fired cold arrows, so I told you."

"On the contrary, our place is just a mountain, suitable for farming, not a dangerous place. Once the bandits attack at night, we will all finish it."

Zhang Jin spread his hands and sighed.

"Let your brother make a joke."

Wu Nian nodded. In ancient times, the so-called enemy of ten thousand people only describes a brave man. It is not a powerful general who can defeat ten thousand people.

Moreover, the general needs a fine piece of armor that cannot be shot through the arrows.

There must be quite strong personal soldiers following you.

In this way, the general can surround the enemy's formation.

That is, "Guan Yun will stab Yan Liang among the troops." If Guan Yu did not wear armor and did not have soldiers, he would not be able to stab Yan Liang to death.

Since you can't beat it head-on, then sneak attacks in the dark are also a way.

But Zhang Jin also said that the terrain of the other side was entrenched in a dangerous place, and it was definitely easy to defend and difficult to attack.

After thinking for a while, Wu Nian pinched his chin, looked up and said to Zhang Jin, "Brother, don't rush to hand over the food. Let's think about it."

"We brothers are both heroes, how can we let a group of small bandits ride on our heads?" Wu Nian showed a proud look, raised his head and said with his chest.
Chapter completed!