Wu Nian was full of "loyalty", not to the Chu State, but to the Yan and Han Dynasties.

The soul of Yan Han will never be extinguished.

His words were like thunder, exploding in the ears of the onlookers, which was thought-provoking.

Many people have no concept of nation.

It is said that if you have breasts, you are a mother.

For ordinary Liaodong men, joining the Mongolian and Yuan army was just to earn a living.

For thoughtful scholars, if they succeed in assisting the Mongolians in conquering the Central Plains, the rewards will be endless.

Moreover, as long as the Mongolians take control of the Central Plains and establish a unified country, they can also whitewash it and call it a change of dynasty.

Even these scholars can still create some myths.

For example, the Meng Yuan people are also descendants of Shennong, but they branched off in a certain period.

For businessmen, they can do business with whoever has the money without any psychological burden.

all in all.

When the Han people present heard Wu Nian's words, some changes occurred in their hearts.

It turns out that the Yan Han people are so noble, while the Meng Yuan people are so humble.

After Wu Nian finished speaking, he scanned the crowd and found that the Han people were all bowing their heads and thinking deeply. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a bright smile.

The Yan-Han counterattack against the Meng-Yuan Dynasty begins here.

Let’s start with the nation.

"Brothers, let's go." Wu Nian knew that he couldn't stay here for long, and since he had finished his work, he reined in his horse, called Zhang Jin, Long Qie and others, turned their horses and galloped away to the south.

"That's so well said. Descendants of Yan Han, sons of well-dressed men." Zhang Jin subconsciously caught up with Wu Nian and muttered to himself.

"It turns out that in addition to family feud, I also have a clan feud with the Mengyuan people." Long Qie also thought to himself.

The two generals all applauded Wu Nian's words, not to mention the Han people present.

"Hahaha. That's well said. Wu Nian of Beishan Fort is really a big man. In front of his words, killing a thousand captains in formation is just a trivial matter. Because he gave us spiritual strength. We descendants of Yanhan will make great strides.

Go forward, why fear the wind and rain?"

"I will never sell ginseng to the Mongolian people again."

A capable merchant yelled, suddenly turned around, and strode away from here. He originally planned to buy ginseng in Dongyuan City, and then go south to the Central Plains to sell it.

This business also indirectly promoted the prosperity of the Mongolian people. Before that, he had never felt that there was anything wrong with it. After listening to Wu Nian's words today, he decided not to do it.

If you don’t sell ginseng, what else can you do?

As long as I have a pair of hands, I, the descendants of Yan Han, can eat and drink enough for anything they do.

"Yes. What a thought-provoking statement. Mr. Wu from Beishan Castle, the power he gives us is endless. In the face of such a powerful force, it seems that it is nothing for him to kill Zhu Changtian."

A man with a curly beard and a strong physique patted the steel sword scabbard on his waist and sighed.

"I want to go home immediately and let my stupid son escape from the Mongolian army. Damn it. Working for the Mongolian people is really a shame for my ancestors."

An old man with gray hair stamped his feet and walked toward Dongyuan City as if his buttocks were on fire. His son was one of the thousand Mongolian and Yuan Han soldiers.

He was already opposed to this matter, and now he wanted to bring this stupid son back no matter what.

Even if our father and son starve to death in the mountains, it would be better than working for the Mongolian people.

Wu Nian's words spread quickly throughout Dongyuan City like a storm, exerting a profound influence.

Descendants of the Yan Han Dynasty, sons and daughters of the Han Dynasty.

As long as there is a breath left, the fight will never end.

Many people began to refuse to cooperate with the Mongolian people, and many men no longer worked for the Mongolian people. The Mongolian people had an additional name.

"Boar's skin."

And as this incident spreads quickly, Wu Nian's reputation will surely reach a higher level and become one of the most resounding names in Liaodong.

Not long after, people inside and outside Dongyuan City felt the tremors on the ground.

As the tremors continued, the rapid sound of horse hooves sounded. The sound of horse hooves was like thunder and deafening. This was a large-scale cavalry.

"Da da da."

People who were entering and exiting the north of the city turned their heads and looked north. A small black dot appeared on the horizon, and then quickly enlarged to reveal a cavalry force of about a thousand people.

These cavalrymen were highly clad in iron armor, and the coats they wore were obviously different from those of the Chu army. Their hair was tied into small braids, and the braids danced wildly as the horses galloped.

The real Mongolian and Yuan cavalry appeared.

With their appearance, the people at the city gate, whether they were hot-blooded or cold-blooded, felt suffocated.

Such a Mongolian and Yuan cavalry team may even defeat 10,000 Chu troops on a frontal battlefield.

They are just that strong.

When people see hope, their spirits will be lifted.

But when there is no hope and only despair, the hot blood in the body will also cool down.

Wu Nian's words had a great effect, but it is easy to destroy temples and difficult to destroy the gods in people's hearts. If you want to make the people of Yanhan truly proud and strong.

The powerful Mongolian and Yuan army must be defeated first.

This cavalry stopped in front of the city gate and did not rush into ordinary people.

The Mongolian people have begun to evolve. When they first emerged, they would kill Han people at will, but now they call the Han people under their rule.

"My own people."

Even the Han people in Liaodong and the Mongolian and Yuan people were relatively friendly.

The funny thing is, they also caused the plague.

"Here comes someone who can talk. Where did Wu Nian, who killed Zhu Changtian, escape to?" The leader, a Meng Yuan captain, was wearing heavy armor and holding an eight-foot-long horse spear, revealing two rows of remaining shreds of meat.

With big yellow teeth, he roared loudly.

The serious cavalry of the Meng Yuan Dynasty finally arrived belatedly.

At this moment, Wu Nian had already led Zhang Jin and Long Qie to leave Dongyuan City and met with Zhang Shiping first. Everyone gathered around the baggage truck and went to Haitian City to meet Wei Changqing.

Haitian City is only a day's journey from Dongyuan City. Wu Nian and others continued on their way after nightfall, and arrived near the city gate in the middle of the night.

Under the dark night, the city looked like a huge beast hiding in the darkness, exuding a terrifying aura.

Wu Nian rode on his horse, looked over the city, and nodded in appreciation.

As expected of Wei Changqing. With his great reputation, he really has a few tricks up his sleeve.

This Haitian City is strong and intimidating. The city is full of strong soldiers holding weapons, and there are many torches lit.

It's really a heavily guarded place.

Such a city and such soldiers. Wu Nian, who traveled almost throughout Liaodong, had never seen another one.

"Da da da." There was a rapid sound of horse hoofbeats. Wu Nian tightened the reins of his horse and looked up. He saw a cavalry galloping towards him and stopped in front of the team.

"But Mr. Wu?" the cavalryman said politely, hugging Wu Nian.

"It's me." Wu Nian nodded.

"Our general has sent me to greet you, sir. Food and wine have been prepared in the city, please." The cavalryman looked at Wu Nian with eyes filled with respect.

The news had already been sent back via Kuai Ma, and now Wu Nian is also famous in Haitian City.
Chapter completed!