The result is no suspense.

In Cheli, after Wang Yongyuan was killed, the morale of the Mengyuan soldiers was depressed and were killed by Wu Nian.

However, even though the morale of the Mongols and Yuan soldiers was still extremely fierce, they fought back before death, causing huge casualties to the Han soldiers.

Those centurions are not vegetarians either.

When everything was over, there was no living Mongol people in the Wild Wolf Valley. The bodies were covered with the ground, and the blood stained the white snow.

The fanatical atmosphere gradually dissipated, and every Han soldier was exhausted. Some people simply sat in the snow, panting, and the weapons in their hands also let go and fell to the ground casually.

Some injured Han soldiers lie on the ground and make painful sounds.

War is always cruel.

"Hu." Wu Nian breathed a deep breath, his eyes flashed through the corpse on the ground, revealing a look of pity.

He had no sympathy for the Mongols and Yuan people, but he had sympathy for the Han soldiers.

If it weren't for the damn Mongols going south to provoke a war, these strong men would have been on the kang of their wives and children, and would not have been buried in such places.

Now is not the time to be sad. Wu Nian has a hard heart. After searching among the crowd, he said in a deep voice: "Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng. You two stay here. Treat the injured soldiers and bury the dead, even if the Mongols are buried, otherwise the plague will be triggered when spring arrives."

"After the processing is done, go back to the camp ahead and wait for my news."

"Yes." Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng responded, and immediately organized people to deal with the funeral.

"Everyone is cheered up and don't lie down. You will freeze to death."

"Hurry, help bury the bodies and treat the wounded."

"Liu Wu. You select 500 people and go back with me immediately. I will kill two commanders, and there must be two empty camps. I will lead you to capture the camp."

Wu Nian's eyes fell on Liu Wu, covered in blood. This kid did a good job today, but unfortunately, it was not the time to rest.

"Yes." Liu Wu shook his head, feeling a little drowsy, but after listening to Wu Nian's order, he responded with great enthusiasm.

"How is it?" Wu Nian came to Wei Ru's horse, looked at the other party a little, turned over and dismounted, and asked in a deep voice.

Wei Ru looked a little embarrassed, her armor was dyed blood red, her hair and face were covered with blood, her face turned pale, but she had no painful expression.

Wu Nian estimated that Wei Ru was not injured, but it might be because the fight was too fierce and consumed too much physical strength.

This is normal.

The Mongolian Yuan warriors were all terrible guys, not scarecrows.

Wu Nian looked around at the Wei family soldiers. They were also considered elite Han soldiers, but after a fight, they were exhausted.

"I'm fine. Brother Wu." Wei Ru took a deep breath, and after this breath, the fatigue in her body relieved a lot. She raised her head and looked at Wu Nian's face for a long time.

Wu Nian was a little puzzled, reached out and touched it, and found a little blood. He explained with a smile: "This is someone else's blood."

"I know." Wei Ru shook her head, and then said to Wu Nian seriously: "Brother Wu, you are so strong. I believe that sooner or later, you can cut off the head of the General of the Montenegro ten thousand households."

This is Wei Ru's sincerity. People are more wise. Although she is a martial arts tycoon, she thinks that her talent is not as talented as Wu Niangao and her perseverance is not as strong as Wu Nianzu.

It may be difficult for her to kill a 10,000-yuan household in her life, but she believes that Wu Nian will do it.

She saw the battle just now. Wu Nian not only defeated the two Monument Monument Commanders by one, but also killed the Mengyuan warriors, which was also very smooth.

The skills Wu Nian showed were fierce and violent, which made her look beyond her reach. No. The heroes among the Liaodong generals were also beyond her reach.

Looking at the person in front of him, I recalled the fierce aura that the person in front of him just burst out. Wei Ru was extremely firm in his belief that Wu Nian would definitely expel the Tartars and restore Liaodong.

My father asked her to come to join Wu Nian, and this decision was really correct.

Not only Wei Ru thought so, but the Wei family troops present were the same. They either sat on the ground to breathe or barely stood, but their eyes fell on Wu Nian's body, that look.

“Are a god.”

Before this, they had heard of Wu Nian's reputation. They killed five thousand-strong commanders of the Mongol Yuan and massacred nearly five thousand Mongol Yuan war soldiers.

But what you hear will never be shocking.

Their ideas were exactly the same as those of Wei Ru. If there were Han people in this world who could kill the generals of the Mongol Yuan, then Wu Nian would definitely be one of them.

In the near future.

"Miss Wei. Thank you for your good words." Wu Nian smiled and said in his heart: "I have no doubts about this."

"However, it is not only a skilled martial arts that can kill the generals of the Mongyuan Wanhu. As long as the troops are used properly, it is also possible. The means include ambush, water attack, and fire. As long as the army is elite enough, anyone can kill the Mongyuan Wanhu. They are also humans, not gods. They can be killed."

Speaking of this, Wu Nian's face became serious, he looked around at all the soldiers present, and said in a deep voice: "No one is unnecessary in a war. Just like today. Without you, I would not have done anything alone."

"So. After you settle down, you must train well. Whether you can restore Liaodong depends entirely on you."

This sentence has particularly boosted morale.

That's right.

The general's personal force is very important, but we are equally important.

The exhausted Han Bing's eyes lit up, as if he had eaten ginseng fruit, and his fatigue disappeared completely.

It is all up to us to restore Liaodong.

"Yes." The soldiers roared together, and their voices were like a goshawk, heading straight into the sky.

"Haha." Wu Nian smiled and said to Wei Ru: "Miss Wei. You also select 500 elite soldiers. Wait a minute, we will lead our troops to break through a Mongolian Yuan camp."

"Okay." Wei Ru nodded heavily without hesitation, and then went down to select soldiers. The Wei family soldiers suffered heavy casualties in this battle, but if you choose carefully, you should be able to get a complete set of five hundred soldiers.

Not long after, Liu Wu and Wei Ru each selected five hundred elite soldiers, totaling one thousand, and lined up to wait.

Wu Nian looked at Wang Gui who was still cleaning the battlefield, Zhang Sheng took a deep breath, held the horse spear again from the hands of his personal soldiers, and inserted the stirrup into the left sole of his feet, climbed the saddle with both hands, and turned over the horse.
Chapter completed!