Nanhai Mansion.

The front line of the confrontation between Han generals Zhang Jin and Liu Wu and Chu State Xiong Wuwo.

The armies of both sides set up strongholds in the north and south, each with strong soldiers and horses. Their murderous auras soared into the sky, but they did not move their swords and guns, and they were very peaceful.

They are not ordinary people, and they both know that they can't do anything to each other.

Nanhaifu border.

The confrontation between the Chu army and the Han army is a small quagmire and a small stage. This small stage is very important. The Han army must defend it so that its king has no worries.

But compared to the big stage of Huanglong, it is very inconspicuous.

If you ask the people of Han Dynasty, they know that the decisive battle of Huanglong is nine out of ten.

Knowing that the Han army and the Chu army in Nanhai Prefecture were facing each other, I'm afraid they wouldn't even get 10%.

Han army camp.

Although there has been peace for a long time, the generals did not relax, and the soldiers did not dare to relax. In the Han army camp, the soldiers stood guard and patrolled on a daily basis, and carried out their duties very strictly.

Every soldier who goes on a mission must wear armor, a battle coat, and hold a weapon, no matter how hot the weather is.

certainly.

If it is Japan and China, the soldiers who are on patrol and standing guard will not be on duty for too long. Everyone should prepare enough water and drink plenty of water to prevent heat stroke.

Inside the Chinese military tent.

Liu Wu had nothing to do and couldn't sit still, so he left his camp and came to chat with Zhang Jin.

Let’s talk about the decisive battle of Huanglong.

As generals, both of them had first-hand information.

There was a large book table placed in the big tent. The two of them stood at one end, with their heads lowered, studying the camps of the two armies and trying to deduce.

"No matter how you deduce it. With the strength of our Han army and the superiority of our troops, the Meng Yuan will definitely lose. Why did Chunyuan choose the decisive battle at Huanglong instead of holding on to the city?"

Zhang Jin straightened up, crossed his arms over his chest, and frowned.

"Yeah. I'm wondering too. And when something goes wrong, there must be a monster. I'm afraid Chunyuan has a trump card in his hands that we don't know about."

Liu Wu nodded slightly and agreed.

Like Wu Nian and Wei Ru at that time, the two of them were keenly aware of the strangeness and were worried about it.

"I hope your Majesty can block it with troops, cover it with water and earth, and adapt to various circumstances to achieve a great victory for Huanglong," Zhang Jin said.

"Yeah." Liu Wu nodded again.

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded. Then a Qianhu rushed in panting with a fire-painted letter in his hand. He knelt on one knee with a happy face and shouted: "Two generals

.Big victory ahead. This is the battle report."

Qianhu's blood pressure soared and he was about to faint.

The details were all in the battle report, and he didn't dare to read it first.

But two words.

Big victory.

That's enough.

It was like a mellow wine that made him float in the clouds.

"Ah?!" Liu Wu and Zhang Jin were looking forward to a big victory day and night, and were worried about Chunyuan's trump card. But when they heard the word "big victory", they were still shocked and dumbfounded, as if they were stupid geese.

Then, incomparable ecstasy rose in their hearts, and then swept through their bodies.

Liu Wu shuddered and became very happy.

Zhang Jin took a quick step and snatched the fire-lacquered letter from Qianhu's hand, opened it and read it. With such poor handwriting, one could tell at a glance that it was a letter written by Wang Gui himself.

It is difficult for others to imitate.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Zhang Jin was happy at first, then stunned. He said to himself: "Dangerous. It's really dangerous."

"I didn't expect that the Slavs also participated in the war."

"The king led the Huotou Army to win."

"This last attack of nine thousand households is really terrible, really terrible. Who can stop it except my king?"

"Who has the confidence to stop it?"

"You also set up a wild goose formation, killed all ten thousand households, and trapped the enemy?"

"Hahahahahaha. The king is so powerful."

Zhang Jin's mood fluctuated greatly, and his reaction was extremely abnormal. But it made Liu Wu next to him scratch his head.

What exactly is the process, and what is Chunyuan’s trump card?

Come here quickly.

Liu Wu couldn't hold it back anymore and sneakily approached Zhang Jin. Then with quick eyes and quick hands, he snatched the letter from Zhang Jin's hand. He then looked down and his eyes widened.

"It's wonderful. When the enemy and our armies suffered heavy casualties and were exhausted, the Huotou Army threw in the ragtag army and sealed the victory."

"Your Majesty is truly a god. Zhan Zhan Chunyuan and the three Meng Yuan generals."

Liu Wu was stunned, and then came to the Grand Master's chair in a daze, sat down, held the letter tightly in his right hand, and murmured to himself.

The horror of thousands of households in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty penetrated deeply into the hearts of the Han people in Liaodong.

Even among these generals, few can compare with the Meng Yuan Ten Thousand Households.

If they encountered thousands of households from the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties on the battlefield, and both sides fought with equal strength, he and Zhang Jin would most likely lose.

Just like Xiong Wuwo, the Chu general on the opposite side, the two of them could only confront Xiong Wuwo in a deep ditch and a high fortress.

And the king.

A man of God.

Guan Yunchang was possessed, and ten thousand troops killed four people in the formation. When facing the enemy's dying counterattack, he formed an array and fought fiercely.

Killed Chunyuan and the ten thousand generals under his command.

This is true.

Words cannot describe Liu Wu's inner shock.

While marveling at the victory, Liu Wu felt a deep chill.

The Slavs entered the war.

There were 10,000 more households in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

This is Junyuan's trump card. Fortunately, the one facing Junyuan is the King. If it were any one of us.

This one will all be lost.

If we lose, it will not be the decisive battle of Huanglong. It will be the defense battle of the Han Dynasty.

Really.

You will meet good people.

I am still the Han Dynasty King, and I am a better chess player.

Hahaha.

Zhang Jin and Liu Wu both found it very exciting.

And this was when they all knew about the big victory. If they were among the authorities, how exciting would it be?

Until the last moment, success or failure is really unknown.

It took the two of them a long time to calm down. Then Zhang Jin glanced at Liu Wu, who nodded lightly.

Zhang Jin raised his head and said to Qianhu who came to report: "Inform the entire army of this news."

"My god, the King of Wuhan, restored Liaodong and expelled the Tartars."

"Let the Huotou Army have extra food tonight."

"In addition, let the soldiers not forget their own jobs while they are happy. Xiong Wuwo's ​​army is still waiting outside."

"Now that the king has won, if our boat capsizes in the gutter, even if we draw our swords and kill ourselves, we will not be able to escape the blame."

At the end of the sentence, Zhang Jin's face was extremely solemn.

"General Zhang is right. An arrogant soldier will be defeated." Liu Wu interjected.

"Yes." Qianhu showed an awe-inspiring look and responded loudly, then turned around and went down. Soon after, the entire Han army camp came.

Huge cheers broke out.

The cheers thundered and the momentum soared into the sky.

Zhang Jin and Liu Wu looked at each other and smiled. Then Zhang Jin said, "Let's have a drink."

"Drink." Liu Wu nodded heavily.

If you don’t drink and celebrate now, when will you wait?

The Han army was delighted.
Chapter completed!