"Hahahaha." Feng Chong laughed loudly, held back his complaints, and looked at Zhao Yanting proudly.

Zhao Yanting's face was a little unfavorable, but he didn't say anything more.

"Come." Wu Nian raised his head and said to the outside of the tent.

"What are the general's instructions?" A personal soldier walked in from outside and bowed and said.

"Go and find out if there are any Mongol Yuan people in our army. In addition, take the pen and ink," said Wu Nian.

"yes."

The personal soldiers responded and turned around.

"General, you are confused. How could there be a Mongol Yuan people in our army?" Feng Chong shook his head and said.

Wu Nian glanced at him, and then he obediently shut up and stopped talking.

After a while, two personal soldiers walked in with a desk. There were four treasures of the study on the desk. Wu Nian picked up a brush, stained with ink, pondered for a while, and then began to write quickly.

"The general is a prince, and he has the courage of ten thousand men, and he commands 60,000 soldiers. I am the general, five lieutenants, five 10,000 soldiers. I have heavy armored and heavy axe soldiers, and divine armed archers. I heard that you, General, you

Heavy armored and heavy axe soldiers and divine armed bow soldiers were also formed. When we met Huanglong, we were evenly matched, so we might as well hunt one."

"how?"

"If you have this meaning, General, let's set a date, arrange troops and fight to the decisive battle."

"Separate male and female."

"Wu Nian waited for good news."

After Wu Nian wrote the war letter, he picked up the paper and dried the ink on his head, called a personal soldier in, and ordered: "Let me find a civil servant to polish this war letter."

"Yes." The personal soldier responded and turned around. Soon after, he turned back and had another letter in his hand.

Wu Nian looked carefully and the meaning was the same. But his literary talent was brilliant and polished very beautifully.

He was very satisfied.

After a long time, the personal soldiers walked in from outside with an old man. The old man's clothes were a bit dirty, haggard, and timid.

"General. This old man is a Mongolian Yuan man. Because he can raise horses, he was taken in by a thousand households." The personal soldiers bent down and saluted.

"General... General." The old man Meng Yuan stuttered.

Whether it is an old man or a child, Wu Nian has no good feelings for the Mongol Yuan people. He doesn't want to say anything to this Mongol old man.

But he needs this person again.

He had no communication with the Mongol Yuan people, and it would never be possible for him in this life.

If you completely cut off diplomatic relations and issue a letter of war, it is not easy to leave it to the Han soldiers to deal with it. What if you were killed by the Mongols?

The life of a man is also fate.

It would be better to find a Mongol Yuan person to send a letter of war.

"I'll give you fifty taels of silver. You send this letter to Chunyuan." Wu Nian nodded and said.

Of course, there was no way for the old man Meng Yuan to object, and he was soon taken down by his personal soldiers.

"I don't know if Chunyuan will agree to a decisive battle with us. But let's prepare for the decisive battle first. You all go down and prepare for the war."

"Tell all the soldiers. What I said. Let them give up their lives and act as if they are dead."

Wu Nian raised his head and looked at the five lieutenants and said.

"Yes." The lieutenants responded, stood up and turned and left.

"Come on. Come and get my head. Chunyuan." Wu Nian stood up and walked to the door of the tent, looked up at the direction of Chunyuan's military camp, with the intent of fighting.

"Da da da da da!!!"

The lieutenants who returned to their own camps sent their personal soldiers to move in the camp and conveyed their orders loudly.

"The general has an order to prepare for a decisive battle."

"He told you to give up your life and act like you're dead."

"Our troops are at a disadvantage, and without such awareness, it is impossible to win."

The soldiers who were nervous and resting in the tent were solemnly, after learning the news, they walked out of the tent and started watching.

"Hahaha. What makes sense. If you are dead in advance, then you don't have to think about anything else. Nervous? What's nervous? You're all over the sea of ​​swords and blood. Are you still afraid of this?"

"Yes. Along the way, aren't we all determined to die? This time it's different? Did the head be cut off, not a scar with a big mouth? This time it's just a lot of people

One thing is, the two sides have a decisive battle of more than 100,000 people. Our number is 10,000, which is just a disadvantage. The general once said that a real man is against the masses with fewer people, and it is just a matter of vain. The winner must be us."

"The Yan Han will win!"

The soldiers stood at the door of their respective tents, whispering and laughing endlessly. The tense and solemn atmosphere was swept away.

Training is useless now.

Wu Nian's combat soldiers are already elite enough. Moreover, training consumes physical strength, so we should do the opposite and replenish our energy.

The key is the will to fight and the belief of winning. This belief of winning has now been ignited by Wu Nian with a fire. From Wu Nian to the lieutenant to Qianhu, the war soldiers.

These five thousand-ten thousand soldiers have prepared for a decisive battle psychologically and physically.

Good girl.

Never die.

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Mongolian Yuan military camp.

Like the Wu Nian soldiers, the Meng Yuan soldiers were both tense and solemn. The entire military camp exuded the aura of a storm that was about to come and wind filled the building.

Inside the Central Army's tent.

Chunyuan sat in the main seat and looked down at Zhan Shu in his hand. After reading it, his face was very calm, he looked up and waved to his personal soldiers, "Take him down. In addition, call all the ten thousand households over."

"yes."

The personal soldiers responded and took the old man Meng Yuan who had sent the letter of war down. After a long time, five generals from ten thousand households entered the central army's tent one after another.

After everyone arrived, Chun Yuan stood up and handed the letter of war in his hand to a Wanhu to see, and then sat back on the main seat.

Zhan Shu was wandering around in the hands of General Wanhu, and everyone finished reading it soon.

Some people were filled with righteous indignation.

Someone was infuriated.

Someone looked calm.

"General. If he wants to fight, then fight. When did we, the Mongols, feared the field war? It is common for few to fight against the masses. What's more, now we have the upper hand. Wu Nian gave a letter of war and was simply seeking death.

.” A Wanhu stood up, his face turned red, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, and he said loudly.

"That's right. Wu Nian thought, how did he grow stronger? He relied on defending the city and fighting guerrillas. Did he think he defeated us by fighting the field? It's ridiculous. This time, we killed him and won't be able to fight for the future.

.”

Another Wanhu also stood up. In anger, he held the steel knife at his waist with his right hand, and the blade was unsheathed three inches. He remembered that this was the Central Army's tent, and returned the knife to sheath again.

Five thousand households, four need to be fought.

Only Wu Canglong, who was sitting calmly.
Chapter completed!