Wu Nian asked his slaves to take Liu Xiang back, who looked worried, and he took the remaining slaves into the city and headed to the military camp.

In the military camp, drums roared.

The soldiers gathered in the school grounds and lined up in ten rows.

Wu Nian arrived at the Baihu Hall and waited for a while. Li Kun, Wu Dangkou and other officials arrived.

"Brother, what happened again?" Li Kun took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face. Since Wu Nian came to power, drums were often beaten in the military camp, and the murderous atmosphere in Beishan Fort was high.

They also became frightened.

"Brother, please be patient. Zhang Jin, Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng and others will come back soon." Wu Nian said calmly and with a smile.

Soon after, Zhang Jin, Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng, Li Yong and others also entered the hall one after another, standing with their swords in hand or sitting on the Grand Master's chair. Everyone packed the hall.

Wu Nian sat in the second highest chair, glanced at everyone, and nodded with satisfaction. Although the Beishan Castle was small, it had all the internal organs.

"I met a group of people on the road just now. The leader claimed to be Li from Jiang County. He fled south with his clan and planned to cross the sea to the hinterland of Chu State."

Wu Nian explained the matter. Except for Zhang Jin, Tieniu, Liu Wu and a few others, including Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng and Li Yong, their expressions changed.

"Twenty thousand households? This is the 200,000 strong Mongolian and Yuan army. No wonder the north fell. What should we do?"

The official immediately broke down in cold sweat. Li Kun's face turned as white as paper and he said tremblingly.

"Let's run, too. With all the people in the house, there's no egg left. Liaodong is over." Wu Dangkou said firmly.

"That's right. Let's run too. Let's leave immediately." A small flag officer also nodded heavily and said firmly. His face was full of fear, just like when the plague came.

For the Mongolian people, plague is very similar, except that one is the invisible god of death and the other is the visible god of death.

Zhang Jin held the handle of the knife with his left hand, looking at his eyes and nose, and his nose and heart. His posture did not change at all, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a contemptuous expression.

Wu Nian's expression did not change at all.

"Mr. Wu, I'm going to take my leave first." A small flag official couldn't help but clasped his fist at Wu Nian, stood up as if his buttocks were burning, turned around and left.

Seeing this, the other people's eyes flickered and they left one after another. Soon, only Li Kun and Wu Nian, two officials appointed by the imperial court, were left in the room.

"Brother Xian, what are your plans?" Li Kun also wanted to escape, but he had a really good relationship with Wu Nian and had some confidence in Wu Nian. After struggling for a long time, he raised his head and asked Wu Nian.

Wu Nian looked at Li Kun, and the expression on his face finally changed, and he said sincerely: "Brother, now I just heard this news. Real or fake. How many people are there in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, and are there any in the north?

Throw it all away, we don’t even know that. Beishan Fort is managed by me and is impregnable, so it can be safe for a while. Even if the situation is unfavorable, it’s not too late for you to leave.”

Wu Nian could not make a promise to Li Kun, and the next battle would definitely be arduous.

He is not a god and cannot guarantee that he will always win.

He only believed that Yan Han would not be defeated and would eventually win.

Li Kun was disappointed when he heard this. After his expression changed for a long time, he sighed, stood up, hugged Wu Nian and said, "Brother. It's not that I don't believe you. It's just that what Wu Dangkou said just now is right. Under the overwhelming pressure,

, how can the egg be completed? I must not neglect my family."

After saying that, Li Kun hugged Wu Nian again, then turned and left.

But when he reached the door, Li Kun stopped, turned around and said to Wu Nian: "Brother, I know your ability and martial arts. But when we are brothers, listen to your brother's advice and be decisive if something cannot be done.

Leave quickly."

After finishing speaking, Li Kun clasped his fists again before leaving.

Wu Nian opened his mouth, but finally sighed and said nothing more.

When disaster strikes, everyone has their own ambitions.

Wu Nian did not blame Li Kun. Although they were brothers, Li Kun had no talent or courage, and he had to take care of his family.

For him, staying in this unpredictable place in Liaodong was better than heading south across the sea to the Kingdom of Chu.

"Hahahahaha." Zhang Jin suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter was loud and full of heroism. Wu Nian turned his head and looked at Zhang Jin, his eyes thoughtful.

Tieniu, Liu Wu, Li Yong and others were all confused and looked up at Zhang Jin.

"Master Baihu, please take a seat." Zhang Jin suddenly stopped laughing, stepped forward and moved his body to come to Wu Nian, bent down and saluted.

Tieniu, Liu Wu and others woke up and all the officials in Beishan Fort were gone. Wu Nian, a small banner, was automatically promoted to become one of the 100 households in Beishan Fort.

"Master Baihu, please take a seat."

They also hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Wu Nian.

"Hey." Wu Nian smiled. He was a little sentimental about Li Kun's departure, but it was of great benefit to him that the official had left.

It is meaningless now that there are not hundreds of households.

The presence of this group of officials will more or less hinder his actions.

Now he is the real master of Beishan Castle.

He is not a Baihu, and even a Baihu can't say exactly what he wants. There are still restrictions from the general banner.

He is the city lord.

"There is no point in having a hundred households but not a hundred households." Wu Nian shook his head, then stood up from his seat, came to sit down at the position of a hundred households, looked at everyone, and said: "Li Yong, you are still in charge of logistics."

"Now we have three hundred serious soldiers. Brother (Zhang Jin), Liu Wu, and Tieniu, each of you are in charge of one hundred men, also called one hundred households, under which there are general flags and small flags."

"Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng, you are in charge of the militia."

"The next step is our time. Whether we can succeed or not depends on the horses in our hands and the soldiers under our command."

At the end of the sentence, Wu Nian's voice was sonorous and his eyes flashed with cold light.

"yes."

Everyone had no more words to say and simply bowed. Then Zhang Jin, Tieniu, and Liu Wu sat on Wu Nian's left hand side, and Li Yong, Zhang Sheng, and Wang Gui sat on Wu Nian's right hand side.

"There is nothing else to say. We have done everything we should do, Lao Li." Wu Nian put his hands on his knees, sitting upright like a javelin, and his eyes fell on Li Yong in a flash.

"Master Baihu." Li Yong said respectfully, clasping his fists.

"Organize people to help me collect the cotton outside the city. In addition, organize some people who can speak well. If there are people fleeing through Beishan Fort, try to keep them. But don't force them to stay, forcible melons are not sweet."

Wu Nian said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Li Yong responded with a bang.

Soon everyone went down, Wu Nian sat on the main seat, glanced at the empty main room, stood up with a sneer, and walked out with his head held high.


Chapter completed!