When Wu Nian walked out of the military camp, a large number of people gathered in front of him, as well as militiamen and elite soldiers to maintain order.

Wu Nian turned around and looked around and found that the people were very angry, scared and uneasy.

These people didn't want to fight, they just wanted to escape.

The reason why they stayed here was because he gave them a certain amount of food.

Now the Mongolian people have invaded Jiang County, which is only one step away from Beishan Fort. They are afraid.

Wu Nian understood them, but still sighed. Most of the people in this era are still ignorant.

They seemed to have forgotten the plague and the sins man-made by the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, and only cared about themselves and the present.

"Master Wu, we agreed at the beginning that you would let us wait and see the situation in Beishan Fort. If the Mongols come, we can leave at any time. Now you have ordered the city gate to be closed and we will not be allowed to leave. Isn't this going back on your word?"

A middle-aged man with anxious red eyes, somewhat rich appearance, and wearing silk clothes pointed at Wu Nian and shouted.

Wu Nian's eyes flashed and he turned to look at Li Yong.

Li Yong nodded calmly, indicating that he had taken note of it.

"That's right, Master Wu. We all know that you are a good man and want to fight against the Meng Yuan people. But this is your business, not ours. You can't ask us to stay and fight the Meng Yuan people."

"It's not just about fighting hard, it's about being massacred. Fighting is a matter for soldiers, it has nothing to do with us people. If we fight, we can only be massacred."

Following the lead of this middle-aged man, the people around him also accused Wu Nian, creating a mess.

The militiamen and elite soldiers who maintained order all showed angry faces, as did the military households in Beishan Fort and the refugees who supported Wu Nian.

"Why don't you tell me how much rations our Lord gave you? It was food prepared by our Lord to guard Beishan Fort, but it was eaten by you. Besides, I told you a long time ago that on the way to Shanhaiguan,

The crowds are so crowded, and the price of food is so high, at least half of you will starve to death on the road, unable to enter Shanhaiguan, and end up at Guimenguan.”

"Yes, the Meng Yuan people are very fierce. But being killed is better than starving to death, right? You cowards, don't you even have the courage to take up arms and resist?"

The military households and refugees who supported Wu Nian were not vegetarians and fought back one after another.

Those refugees who resisted were immediately speechless. But soon, some of them organized an offensive again.

"What you are saying sounds nice, isn't it just to risk our lives to defend Beishan Fort and your property? Even if we starve to death on the road, it is much better than being a gunman."

"Yes. Even if half of the people starve to death on the road, won't the remaining half survive? If we stay in Beishan Fort, we will all die. The Mongolian people will massacre the city."

"Quick, open the city gate and let us leave."

The refugees were very emotional, and under the leadership of several leading organizations, the crowd was furious.

Now the 20,000 people in Beishan Fort are completely torn. About half of them want to leave, and about half of them support Wu Nian.

The Meng Yuan people only reached Jiang County and had not yet reached Beishan Fort.

The Han people had already collapsed without a fight.

Although he is a little ignorant, he is still a Han Chinese.

And Wu Nian needed their strength. When fighting, he needed people to fight and farm. Without food, even a soldier would starve to death.

Wu Nian thought for a moment, then turned to Liu Wu behind him and said, "Go and take out the military drum."

"Yes." Liu Wu responded, turned around and went down. Soon after, he led a few soldiers and walked out carrying a large cowhide military drum.

When the people who were arguing and arguing saw this scene, their voices became much quieter, and they all looked at Wu Nian inexplicably.

What are you doing with the snare drum?

"Dong dong dong." Wu Nian signaled the soldiers to put down the snare drum, then took out the drumsticks and used both arms to beat the snare drum hard. The sound of the drum changed from slow to rapid, and finally the drum sound shook the sky, like the king of hell urging him to order.

The people at the scene, whether they were supporting Wu Nian or those who were leaving Beishan Fort, were all shocked by the sound of drums and fell into silence.

Wu Nian put down the drumstick, turned to look at the people, and said calmly: "I might as well tell you that the Meng Yuan people not only entered Jiang County, but also sent troops to surround Beishan Fort. The Meng Yuan people are also mountains who came out of the white water and black mountains.

People, walking on mountain roads is very fast."

"If you walk out of Beishan Fort, you will be killed in a hurry without much effort."

"If you want to die, I won't stop you. Lao Li, open the city gate and let them leave."

Wu Nian saw clearly from the side that it was not possible for these people who were greedy for life and afraid of death to kneel down and beg them. It was better to increase the firepower, tell the outside world that it was very dangerous, and then play hard to get, open the city gate and let them leave.

"Yes." Li Yong took a deep breath and immediately shouted: "Come with a team of people and follow me to open the south gate."

After that, Li Yong really led a team of people and went to the south.

At this time, no one moved among the people. You looked at me, and I looked at you.

"It seems that it is safer to stay in Beishan Fort?"

"If the situation outside is so dangerous, will Wu Nian use us to attract the attention of the Mongolian people, then concentrate his troops and break out on his own?"

These refugees became suspicious.

"Isn't anyone leaving? If you don't leave now, you won't have another chance in the future. If anyone dares to cause trouble, don't blame me for the steel knife in my hand and stop eating fast and chanting Buddha's name."

Wu Nian looked around at the refugees with a pair of tiger eyes, and he looked impressive. The refugees caught by his eyes lowered their heads in fear.

The few leading thornheads also took a breath of cold air and turned into turtles.

"In addition, didn't I appoint pavilion chiefs before, and each pavilion chief manages five hundred people? Are you pavilion chiefs vegetarians? You can only take care of people with my salary? If similar things happen in the future, I

Just kill the pavilion chief first."

Wu Nian sneered, his tone and expression becoming more serious.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and all the salaried pavilion chiefs trembled, their faces turned pale, and they showed fear.

One piece and one piece of relaxation, the way of civility and martial arts.

After seeing this, Wu Nian took a breath, softened his tone, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, you all know that I, Wu Nian, am a person who speaks the truth. I am a Han Chinese from Liaodong, and I will not let my folks die.

Yes. Go back."

Refugees, look at me and I look at you. Then I don’t know who left first. They left here in groups and went back to their own places.

Wu Nian nodded with satisfaction and called Li Yong back.

"Go and investigate those thorns. What are their origins?" Wu Nian ordered in a low voice.

"Yes." Li Yong nodded and went down immediately.

"These are troubled times. I not only have to lead the troops, but also manage the people." Wu Nian put his hands on his hips, raised his head to look at the blue sky, and sighed in his heart.

At the same time, the Meng Yuan people who occupied Jiang County began to plan to kill Wu Nian.


Chapter completed!