"Forget it. Since you have decided, then go forward bravely." Wu Nian shook his head and threw out the anxiety in his heart. Then he stood up, tied his hair with a green ribbon, and made a ponytail. Then he came to the side, pulled out the steel knife, and walked out of the tent.

"General!"

The team of personal soldiers in charge of guards all bowed their heads and saluted.

"I'll go there to practice sword skills for a while." Wu Nian nodded and headed towards a big tree next to him. The team of personal soldiers immediately divided into two teams, one of which followed Wu Nian and scattered around on guard.

"Huh!!!" When we arrived at the shadow, Wu Nian held a steel knife in his hand, took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly became sharp and he started to use his sword skills.

Muscles are not achieved overnight.

As his body became stronger and stronger, Wu Nian's sword skills became more and more powerful.

While guarding, the personal soldiers around him looked at Wu Nian who was practicing swords from time to time. His eyes were full of respect and he thought to himself.

"The general's sword technique is fierce and fierce. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to take it down with just one knife."

"The general's body is really different from ordinary people. He is worthy of being a hero who can tie Wanyan Xian."

After Wu Nian played a sword technique, he was sweating profusely. Taking this opportunity, he also trained bare hands to help his body.

But it's time to stop, after all, we'll break through tomorrow.

After the end, Wu Nian called his personal soldiers and went back to the tent to eat wheat cakes and eggs to replenish energy and protein.

This protein is not for free. He will definitely be better than him today.

In this calm, time gradually passed. Soon the sun sets westward and the day is about to end.

Something happened at the west camp gate.

The militia guarding the camp gate did not slacken. They stared at each other like copper bells, their ears stood up, and they listened to the voices from all directions.

Someone heard the movement immediately.

"Someone sounds!!!" a militiaman's face changed and he shouted.

"Beware!!!" screams caused a chain reaction, and the officers screamed. The archers pulled the bows round and sweated heavily.

After all, they are newly recruited soldiers, so nervous.

"Don't shoot arrows. I'm an old man." Behind a big tree, a white-haired old man in black shouted loudly.

"Old man?!"

The militia were stunned. Then the officers immediately reacted. There were their posts nearby. I dare not say anything else that it was impossible for large-scale Mongolian and Yuan soldiers to easily touch the camp gate.

But if it is an old man who is exploring and not being discovered, it is also possible.

"Put down the bow and arrow." An officer greeted the militia and said loudly: "Old man. Come out, we won't shoot arrows."

"Yes." The old man in black responded and walked out from behind the big tree with some fear.

After seeing this scene, the officer felt relieved and asked, "Old man. This is the garrison of Wu Gong, the general of the Han Dynasty. Now General Wu is fighting with the Mongol Yuan people, which is very dangerous. Why are you here? I will send someone to escort you down so that the checkpoints on the road will shoot you to death."

"I know this is General Wu's military camp. Report something if you have something to do." Seeing that they had a good attitude, the old man couldn't help but let go a little, clasped his fists and said loudly.

"Report something? Do you have any information? You can tell me." The officer was stunned for a moment and asked immediately. He was very serious.

Many of the intelligence networks here in Wu Nian are from mountain people.

This old man is definitely not a spy.

But it is possible to obtain information unexpectedly.

"You can't say it. This news is very important, I can only tell General Wu." The old man said seriously.

The officer frowned slightly, thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay. Come here, I'll put down the hanging basket and let you come up."

The door cannot be opened.

"Yes." The old man showed joy on his face and walked up. Soon after, the old man sat in a hanging basket and staggered to the camp gate. The officer took him into the camp, and finally, a personal soldier from Wu Nian took Lao Ze into the tent.

"Old man, I am Wu Nian. What information do you have? You can say it directly. If it is true, I will not treat you badly." Wu Nian put on a green dress and sat upright on a small stool. He also touched his hair, looking like a general, not a bandit.

"I never thought about the reward. General Wu raised his troops to fight against the Mongols. I admire him very much." The old man looked at Wu Nian so kind and became even more bold. He clasped his fists and said, then he said, "Old man, my name is Chen Shantu, and his family lives in Chenjia Village. Yesterday, he went to collect herbs near Hulu Valley. In a remote place, he saw a group of Mongols soldiers. I dare not look at it, but I guess the number is quite large."

"I don't know if this matter is useful, but I think it won't be bad even if it's useless. So I come to General Wu."

"Hulu Valley?!!!!" Wu Nian's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his face became extremely serious.

According to the spy, there were some gaps between four thousand households. Hulu Valley was one of them. I chose to break out from Hulu Valley tomorrow.

This old man suddenly appeared in front of me.

Is this news true or false?

If it is fake, it must be a smokescreen that Mengyuan Wanhu put on me, which made me choose to break through from another direction.

If it is true.

Then the Mengyuan Wanhu set up a trap in the direction of Hulu Valley and ambushed me.

Want to eat me.

Both of these are possible.

what do I do?

For a moment, Wu Nian hesitated. There was no way to fight against four Mongol Yuan ten thousand households and seduce them to concentrate their troops.

This is originally a tightrope walking, and it is a tightrope walking in the strong wind. If you are not careful, you will fall to death.

Wu Nian made this decision with his bloody courage, but the pressure was still great. Now he is at the intersection again.

If he made a mistake in his judgment, then the 20,000 to 30,000 people on the mountain, two elite soldiers from thousands of households, and four militias from thousands of households would be killed by the Mongols, with blood flowing into a river and corpses everywhere.

Be a general.

If there is a slight mistake, you will be defeated and killed.

Looking at Wu Nian pondering, the old man also became a little afraid, pursed, swallowed, and bent over and carefully.

Wu Nian's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he suddenly said, "Old man, I want to ask you some things. If you offend me, please don't be surprised."

As he said that, Wu Nian asked, "Old man, when did your parents die? How old were they when they died?"

The old man was surprised, and then said without hesitation: "Report to the general. My father has been dead for twenty-five years, and he was sixty-two years old when he died."

"My mother died for eighteen years. She died at the age of sixty-five."

"Everyone has lived in his sixties, which is considered a long life." Wu Nian nodded and said.

"Yes. It's a joyful delight." The old man showed a little smile on his face and nodded.

"Do you still remember what your parents like to eat?" Wu Nian asked again.

"My father doesn't seem to have anything that he likes to eat, just a sip of old wine. My mother likes to eat pork ribs, but she has been suffering for a lifetime. She has never eaten a few bites." The old man replied without thinking. He seemed to be trapped in memories, and his face showed sadness.

He was a little confused. Why would the general ask me this?
Chapter completed!