Just night.

Clouds on the mountain.

The wind was strong, blowing the trees and making strange sounds.

The camp seemed to be dead, and it was terrible. The strong men responsible for guarding and patrolling tried to minimize their actions to preserve their physical strength.

Everyone's face was very pale, his eyes were dull, his steps were empty, and his despair was spreading.

Long Qi was wearing heavy armor and led dozens of personal soldiers to patrol the camp. He had no communication with the guards and patrolling soldiers.

This is a team that has completely lost its soul. There is no collapse, no reason for surrender, just because they know that the Mongols will not let them go.

Staying here is to starve to death. Surrender to the Mongols will be killed. Their left and right are dead. It is better to wait and see if there are reinforcements.

After Long Qi inspected the camp for a while, he returned to his tent. Chen Jiagui sat next to the stove and roasted the fire, without moving.

In order to stabilize the morale of the army, officers including Long Qi also implemented food ration. Currently, there is only one meal a day, and they can only eat 50% full.

Even so, they can only hold on for fifteen days at most. When fifteen days pass, they will starve to death.

Nowadays, people die every day. Some people starve to death, some die of illness, and their bodies are transported out and piled up on the right side of the village and turned into ice.

Fortunately, it is winter now, otherwise there might be a plague.

"Brother." Long Qi entered the tent with difficulty and greeted Chen Jiagui. Chen Jiagui's dull eyes regained a little agility, and stood up with difficulty to help Long Qi untie the armor. Then the two brothers sat in front of the stove and roasted the fire.

"I regret it very much." Long Qi raised his head and said to Chen Jiagui.

"Why?" Chen Jiagui raised his almost numb palms, and the stove was close to him, trying hard to absorb the temperature.

"If I had known it would have become like this, why would I have to stand out? Together with Zhang Jin and follow Wu Nian, he fought easily, and we were also relaxed. Now that I failed to raise an army, I not only harmed you old brothers, but also let tens of thousands of people be buried with me."

Long Qi clenched his lips with his teeth until he bleeded, and his body trembled uncontrollably. This was not the ending he hoped.

He wanted to kill all the Mongols and avenge his family.

But he messed up and sacrificed tens of thousands of people.

Now, it may be the ending.

Because of Wanyan Xian's blockade, Long Qi had no idea that Wu Nian had arrived in Guangyang Prefecture and captured two cities.

"Brother, don't have too much psychological burden. This is your choice and our own choice. Those who still follow you until now have a deep hatred with the Mongols. Whether we kill the Mongols or be killed by the Mongols, we will not regret it. Besides, have you forgotten, brother? We still have reinforcements. Master Wu will definitely find a way to save us."

Chen Jiagui raised his head, and his eyes shone brightly, full of hope.

Long Qi was slightly stunned, then nodded with a wry smile.

Wu Nian.

He believed that Wu Nian would come to save him, but it had been so long since, and Wu Nian still had no news.

Was Wu Nian defeated?

It is also possible.

After all, Guangyang Prefecture is not Beishan Fort. Wu Nian is not on his territory, so his combat power is different.

After sitting for a while, the two brothers entered the inner tent and went to bed together.

no way.

On such a cold day, they only eat one meal a day, and they are only 50% full. Their physical strength has reached their limit.

The same is true for freezing resistance.

Although it is a bit embarrassing for a big man to sleep together, it is much better than freezing to death.

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The time is approaching noon.

Clouds spread across the west of the mountain. On a mountain.

Zhang Jin led three thousand strong men without any concealment and camped in such a conspicuous location without any restraint, condescendingly looking down at a Mongolian Yuan clan in the east.

The strong men had already eaten, were digesting and waiting.

As agreed, they launched the attack at noon and it was still a little short of time.

Zhang Jin stood on a rock and looked at the Mongols' village ahead. Then he looked around the strong men around him.

This is a group of strong men with simple weapons and not even a 10% armored rank, and they are not even considered militia.

It is impossible to use such a mob to capture a mountain guarded by the Mongols and Yuan people.

He is only responsible for the feint attack, and can only feint attack.

"Brothers, it's almost time, gather." Zhang Jin shouted. Suddenly, the strong men who were resting everywhere gathered under the stone in front of him.

"We know what level we are. The thunder is loud and the rain is small. If the Mengyuan soldiers come out, we will immediately flee. Remember, don't expect to fight with the Mengyuan soldiers. Otherwise, you will die miserably."

Zhang Jin said with a serious face and shameless look on his face. We feel that it is impossible to win such words.

"Yes." None of the strong men were dissatisfied and responded together.

"Kill!!!" Zhang Jin waved his hand and ordered.

"Crack, Crack." The camp gate was opened. Zhang Jin left only one hundred men to take care of the camp, led most of the troops out of the camp, went down the mountain along the mountain road, and then attacked the Mongolian Yuan people's village in front.

"kill!!!!!"

The soldiers carried a small number of ladders and made a roar that shook the sky. They fully implemented Zhang Jin's order, with loud thunder and little raindrops.

Suddenly, a single hair moves the whole body.

The Mongolian Yuan battle soldiers in the Mongyuan Mountain Village opposite were quite sufficient food, and they could eat and drink enough every day, and were full of energy. After hearing the movement, they immediately left the tents, climbed the walls, and defended them.

"Warriors, please cheer up, don't underestimate the enemy." A scar-faced commander of the Monkey King hurriedly put on his armor, pulled out the steel knife at his waist, and loudly motivated morale.

"Yes." The soldiers of the Mongolian Yuan roared loudly, responding to their commanders.

The sound of killing came far away, far away, and also reached Yundang Mountain.

Longji was so hungry that his mind was dizzy. At first, only a few people heard it. After a while, almost everyone heard it.

Long Qi didn't even wear armor, so he went out with Chen Jiagui to listen to the movement.

"The sound of killing in the West is coming from the West." Chen Jiagui looked happy and said to Long Qi: "Brother. We are saved, it must be Mr. Wu."

"That's right. He's really here. He's really here. No one will come to save us except him. All the people from the Liaodong generals are dead." A huge joy swept across Long Qi's heart, so that he's speech is a little incoherent.

However, after all, Long Qi was also a hero who led tens of thousands of people to fight with the Mongols and Yuan people. He quickly calmed down and turned to Chen Jiagui and said, "Send the order and make rice. Life is too long. Only by having enough food first can we seize the opportunity and rush out."

"Yes." Chen Jiagui looked red and bent down to respond.
Chapter completed!