"kill!!!"

Tens of thousands of Han soldiers, serving as cannon fodder, struggled to set up ladders on the fortifications.

Tens of thousands of Han soldiers and the archers of the Mongolian soldiers knelt on the ground and fired arrows one after another into the fortifications.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”

"Ah!! Ah!!!"

The archers of Wu Nian's army and civilians screamed and fell down one after another, but every time an archer fell, reserve personnel rushed forward, picked up their bows and arrows, climbed to their footing, and continued to bend their bows and shoot arrows.

.

"kill!!!!"

The soldiers holding spears and wearing iron armor looked at the right moment, used their arms suddenly with force, and stabbed the Han soldiers who were about to climb up the ladder with a spear.

"bump!!!"

The sharp spear could not break the armor, but the huge force was able to push out thousands of Han soldiers and fell heavily to the ground.

The outer fence of the fortification is not high, but it is still two meters high. If you fall from above, it will be uncomfortable. It can range from serious injuries to death.

"Kill!!!!" Although the encounter of their companions made the scalps of tens of thousands of Han soldiers numb and their whole bodies trembled with fear, they still took up their weapons and continued to advance toward the fortifications.

"kill!!!"

Of course, Wu Nian's soldiers and civilians also fought back, and the two sides fought a bloody battle up and down the fence, which was only two meters high. Soldiers from thousands of Han households fell, as did men and women from Wu Nian's soldiers and civilians.

Those who fell were all Han Chinese.

The Mongolian and Yuan soldiers stood not far away, as reserves, ready to go, watching with cold eyes.

Although the equipment of the Mongolian soldiers and the Han soldiers are almost identical, they can still be judged from their accents.

Under the banner of "Wu", Wu Nian's face was expressionless, but his left hand used a little force to grasp the handle of the knife at his waist. Wang Gui's face was extremely ugly.

Wu Nian turned to Wang Gui and said, "Where are the prisoners? Find a few prisoners and see what happens to them when they work for the Meng Yuan people."

"Yes." Wang Gui turned his head, with an embarrassed look on his face. After responding, he strode off the wooden platform.

I feel sad for his misfortune and angry for his inability to fight.

I hate his glorious ancestors.

Wu Nian had very complicated feelings towards these Han soldiers from ten thousand households. In the Battle of Chongxian County, under the leadership of Jiang Gandang, the Han soldiers from ten thousand households launched a head-on attack on him, causing him heavy losses.

He killed Jiang Gan to vent his family's anger, and also beheaded all the centurions and ten-centurions. He thought it would shock people's hearts.

Unexpectedly, the result is still the same.

These Han people.

It can make people angry to death.

Wu Nian took a breath and shook his head.

"Da da da!" Wang Gui led a team of ten people and the captives tied up with ropes up the steps.

The faces of these prisoners were pale and frightened. From time to time they would secretly look up at Wu Nian, and then quickly lower their heads, cowering in fear.

Wang Gui hugged Wu Nian and led the group of prisoners to stand aside. The prisoners were very confused and looked around. Seeing that the Meng Yuan army was frantically attacking the four fortifications, their faces turned paler.

Never mind whether they are prisoners or not.

According to the Mongolian people's hatred for Wu Nian, if Wu Nian failed, they would probably be slaughtered.

"I came to you not to ask you to take up arms and fight against the Meng Yuan people. You have no spirit, only the body, and are greedy for life and afraid of death. You are not worthy, and you will only make us more confused."

Wu Nian's eyes were like blades, passing over the prisoners. They quickly lowered their heads and hunched over, as if they were second-class citizens, shrinking in fear.

A black line appeared on Wu Nian's forehead. He took a deep breath, suppressed the evil fire in his heart, and said: "I just want you to see what happens if you sacrifice your life for the Mengyuan people. You should be able to hear it and see it.

, Meng Yuan is using soldiers from thousands of Han households as cannon fodder, right?"

The prisoners were stunned for a moment, then quickly raised their heads and looked at the two warring parties carefully. They didn't look in this direction just now and didn't notice it. But now if they look carefully, it's true.

Aren't those at the forefront the soldiers of tens of thousands of Han households?

That's who they were before.

At this moment, the prisoner's mood and expression were very complicated. There was anger, fear, and a deep sense of powerlessness.

Some people clenched their fists, while others gradually became numb.

"General Wu, what can we do? Our home and fields are in Liaodong. As the Mongolians move south, everyone who can escape has escaped. The only ones who cannot escape are us."

"The county magistrate selects young men based on their household registration. If we don't join the army, our whole family will die."

"What can we do?"

A lean man in his thirties raised his head with both helplessness and anger, and said to Wu Nian.

Helpless at the situation, angry at the generals of Liaodong, and angry at the Chu State.

Yes. What can the people do?

"Hey." Wu Nian sneered and said, "I am causing trouble at Beishan Fort. You could have run away. Too many people have abandoned their homes and brought their families with them to join me."

"When I attacked Yacheng and rushed to the county, you could lay down your weapons and do nothing. But you raised your weapons against me and killed your compatriots."

"I gave you a chance, but you failed to seize it. Why are you so angry and helpless? You are just insensitive."

At the end of the sentence, Wu Nian's tone was extremely stern, his eyes widened as if he were an angry bear and tiger, with overwhelming momentum.

The man who spoke and the prisoners lowered their heads again, and the timid ones began to tremble.

"It's different now. You were captured by me. The Meng Yuan people don't know whether you are dead. I will take you back to Beishan Fort soon."

"If you don't want to fight, I will arrange for you to farm."

"If you want to fight, I will train you. In one year, you can be trained into a good army."

"If you want to escape back and continue to serve as soldiers for the Mongolian people, then take a look at the fate of these tens of thousands of Han soldiers in front of you."

"If I fail. I mean if. The Mongolians will lead tens of thousands of Han soldiers to attack Shanhaiguan."

"Under that majestic pass, it would not be unusual even if a hundred thousand people died. None of you can escape."

"Wang Gui, take them down." After Wu Nian finished speaking what was in his heart, he no longer wanted to talk nonsense to these prisoners, and said in a cold tone.

"Yes." Wang Gui responded and called the prisoners down. After hearing Wu Nian's words, the prisoners felt huge waves in their hearts.

Before this, although they were indifferent, they thought, who should they serve as soldiers anyway, not soldiers?

If you have money, just take food.

But seeing the action pattern of the Mongolian people this time, and the words that 100,000 people were killed in Shanhaiguan.

Some of the prisoners originally planned to escape so that they could go back to reunite with their families. But after hearing Wu Nian's words, everyone took a breath of air and felt chilled all over.

Is it possible to go back? Going back would mean death.
Chapter completed!