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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Seven

"Da da da da da."

A team of cavalry rode their horses along the avenue to Huanglong Mansion and Anding County. The cavalry on the horses were all strong, fierce, and full of murderous aura. One of them was carrying a black package.

Not long after, they came to Anding County, communicated with the soldiers guarding the city, and entered the city.

Prince Dai’s Mansion, in the pavilion.

Chunyuan and the Liaodong Governor Qin Zhen were wearing thin clothes, sitting on a stone bench and eating iced watermelons. There were two beautiful Han maids serving next to him.

In this era, eating ice in summer is not easy.

But it is not difficult for a person like Prince Chunyuan.

Chunyuan was eating watermelon, while lowering his head and spitting out the seeds, which fell on the porcelain plate, making a sound.

After vomiting, he raised his head and smiled and said to Qin Zhen: "It's a great pleasure to be able to eat this bite of iced watermelon in summer."

"Yes. I'm so depressed this summer that I'm not feeling good about eating anything. Only this bite of iced watermelon can make me excited."

Qin Zhen nodded with a smile, and a comfortable look appeared on his face.

Both of them are big shots and know that greed will definitely be bad. Watermelon is delicious, but it needs to be controlled, otherwise it will cause diarrhea.

After they put down the melon skin, a Han maid came in with a basin. After washing hands and wiping her mouth, they sat down again.

If you don’t talk about Wu Nian’s affairs.

At present, Liaodong can be said to be peaceful.

No. It was not only peace. Because of the strong suppression of the Mongols and Yuan people, the Han people performed their own duties, and Liaodong became more and more prosperous.

There is also a Liaodong imperial examination this year. Liaodong scholars participated enthusiastically. The things were done very well.

Both Chunyuan and Qinzhen are very satisfied, and of course they are in a good mood. Eat iced watermelon, drink good wine, and listen to the opera.

Daily life is rich and colorful.

"Prince. General Jin Huanshan's letter." A middle-aged eunuch wearing blue clothes quickly came to the pavilion, bent down and handed the letter to Chunyuan.

"Jin Huanshan? Didn't he attack Beishan Fort with Wanyan Xian and Jin Ruiyun?" Chun Yuan was a little surprised and reached out to take the envelope.

Yingqing Prefecture is the jurisdiction of Jinhuan Mountain.

Jin Huanshan, Jin Ruiyun, and Wanyan Xian jointly acted, and there was no need to ask him for instructions.

But this was a big deal, and everyone in Liaodong knew about it. After all, it was a joint operation of three thousand households. This was the first large-scale battle after ten thousand households headed south.

"It may be a good news. Only when Wu Nian dies can Liaodong be truly held in the prince's hands."

Qin Zhen smiled and reached out to stroke his beard.

Can three thousand households besieged Beishan Fort, can we still make mistakes? Qin Zhen also felt that three thousand households were too proud of Wu Nian.

Just two, it's a waste if you go too much.

"That's right. Calculate the time, they have been attacking Beishan Fort for nearly a month. This is very likely to be a good news, and the heads of Wu Nian, Zhang Jin, and Long Qi, these thieves may be behind." Chun Yuan thought about it, and a smile appeared on his face.

He first looked at the fire paint mark on the envelope carefully, and after confirming that it was correct, he opened the envelope and took out the letters and started to watch it.

Before he finished reading, his face turned ugly. After reading it, he took a deep breath and shook his head gently.

Before Qin Zhen could ask, Chun Yuan stretched out his hand and handed the letter to Qin Zhen.

"This is impossible!!!" Qin Zhen is also a very cunning person, but after getting the letter, he stood up suddenly and showed an incredible look.

"Three ten thousand households besieged Beishan Fort, not only did they fail, but they died three thousand commanders and lost two camps, and their vitality was severely damaged?"

It’s not that he looked down on Wu Nian, but he really thought that two thousand households were enough, and three thousand households were highly regarded by Wu Nian.

But the slap came so quickly.

Three thousand households besieged Beishan Fort, but their troops were defeated to such an extent.

Qin Zhen looked at the letter again without believing in the evil, staring at the signatures of the last three 10,000 generals, and then he believed in this matter.

With a "touch", Qin Zhen's legs became weak. He sat back on the stool, put down the letter paper in his hand, and shook his head with a wry smile, leaving no sound.

"Using Beishan Fort as bait, I lead my troops to hide in the dark. I am very courageous. Jin Ruiyun, Jin Huanshan, and Wanyan Xian are all famous generals of our ten thousand households, famous and famous. But I can't do anything to Wu Nian. This Wu Nian is really a big shot."

"If there were five Wu Nians in Liaodong generals, we would have to put the bed and go back to the north."

Chunyuan calmed down a little and sighed.

Wu Nian of Beishan Fort.

He heard this name again and again, and it was more and more disturbing. It really wasn't enough not to pay attention.

"What the prince said is that this person should not be careless. Prince, send Puguli to him. Only by destroying him can we manage Liaodong with peace of mind."

Qin Zhen nodded and sighed.

"Yes. Only by destroying him can we manage Liaodong with peace of mind. If possible, I would like to rush over and surround him with tens of thousands of households. But unfortunately, we must be on guard against the general of the Shanhaiguan of the Chu army, and also on guard against Goguryeo."

Chunyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, and stood up. The tactics of adding fuel to it were not enough, so he had to kill Wu Nian at one time.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. There are no need for ten thousand households, four are enough. I don't believe that Wu Nian can still make a big splash under the siege of four thousand households."

Qin Zhen showed disbelief when he heard this, raised his head and said to Chunyuan in a tone full of confidence.

"That's right. I was besieged by four thousand households in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Wei Changqing didn't have this card. Wu Nian was a small flag official. He could be famous for his eternity and die as his own."

Chunyuan nodded and felt relieved. Then, he asked someone to take a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote a document, printed a mark of fire lacquer, and sent it to Puguli.

Let Puguli send troops.

Four thousand households surrounded and suppressed the small flag Wu Nian.

Blowed out him.

............

Wu Nian's march was very fast, and Jin Huanshan wrote to Chunyuan.

It will take time for Chunyuan to send Puguli operation again.

During this period, Wu Nian captured another castle and absorbed some mountain people and heroes who came to visit, and his momentum became stronger.

morning.

Wu Nian was entrenched on a mountain called Wang Gu. This mountain is not high, but the mountain is very slow. You can station a large number of tents and settle people.

He arrived on the mountain yesterday and rested for a night. He didn't plan to move today.

After marching continuously, his troops needed a few days to rest.

On Wanggu Mountain, the camp tents were continuous and very untidy. From time to time, children cried, adults scolded, and cattle and sheep came from the mountain.

There is no wall on the periphery.

At this time, let alone four thousand households, as long as Wanyan Xian personally led ten thousand households to attack, Wu Nian could not resist it.

However, it was not that he was careless, but that spies were scattered throughout Yingqing Prefecture and Guangyang Prefecture.

Wu Nian knew exactly where Wanyan Xian, Jin Ruiyun, and Jin Huanshan were leading troops now. He also sent secret sentries to guard the situation nearby.
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