late at night.

The night is dark with few stars and visibility is not high.

Guan Jinhan arranged a team of men and horses with small flags on the east and west roads of Xingshi Mountain. The soldiers were all wearing armor and fully armed.

Each little flag holds a letter in its hand.

East.

Xiaoqi Niugui first raised his head and glanced at Xingshi Mountain, and said in a deep voice: "Go up." After giving the order, he took the lead along the mountain road and headed up the mountain.

This mountain road is a mud road, very bumpy, and it is snowing now, so it is very smooth. If you are not careful, you may slip on your feet and fall down.

Niugui and his brothers climbed up to the mountainside with great efforts. When they got their wish, they met the secret sentry posted by Liu Chong on the mountainside to keep vigil at night.

These secret guards were dressed in thick clothes, and each of them had a jug of wine around his waist to keep warm in the harsh winter.

"Someone?!!!!"

The secret whistle discovered Bull Turtle and others, bent his bow and arrow, and shot the arrow.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!”

Most of these arrows missed, and the few that hit were blocked by armor. Bull Turtle calmly left the letter behind, turned around, and led his brothers down the mountain.

Seeing this, the secret sentry immediately stepped forward to retrieve the arrow and investigate the situation.

"Just this small team? Does Wu Nian want to invade our mountain stronghold with just this few people? It's simply a fool's errand."

"Yeah. You just looked down upon us."

The sentries were talking to each other. Suddenly, one of the sentries saw the letter left by Bull Turtle on the ground.

"I found something."

Not long after.

Shanzhai. Inside the Chinese army's tent.

The lights in the tent were brightly lit, and the bonfire was burning brightly. Liu Chong was sitting on the main seat, and five thousand captains were sitting on both sides.

On the desk next to Liu Chong were two letters.

He picked up the letter, took a look at it, and sneered: "You have all read the content of the letter. What do you think? Do you doubt me?"

"What did you say? This is clearly Wu Nian's plan."

"That's right. How could we doubt your Excellency?"

"Wu Nian is showing off his embarrassment. Haha."

The captains did not hesitate and stood up one after another to express their trust and support for Liu Chong, while making fun of Wu Nian.

"Hahaha. That's a good point. Wu Nian is showing off his humiliation and is running out of skills. He can't defeat our Xingshi Mountain, so he came up with this little trick."

"Cheer. We will definitely win."

Liu Chong burst out laughing, his face flushed and full of confidence. Then, he stood up with the letter and threw the letter into the bonfire, burning it completely.

"Send the order. Let the soldiers cheer up and give me 120% of their strength to keep vigil." Liu Chong raised his head and gave a stern order.

"Yes." The captains put away their smiles and responded loudly. They stood up with fists clasped, turned and left the tent.

After everyone left, Liu Chong raised his head and said very proudly: "Wu Nian. Three generations of my family have been loyal to Meng Yuan and are loyal. Reputation also has its own brand in front of the emperor."

"It's simply clumsy for you to try to drive a wedge between us."

I am a traitor and I am proud.

Three generations of traitors, I am even prouder.

But this is normal. Before Wu Nian practiced nationalism, for the Han people, foreign invasion was nothing more than a change of dynasty.

After you sing, I will appear.

Enter the pass from the dragon and be granted the title of marquis.

Why can't I be proud?

On Elephant Trunk Mountain, in the camp, Wu Nian and Guan Jinhan were wearing thick armor, standing in the cold wind, watching the situation on Xingshi Mountain ahead.

"Report to General, Lord Colonel. The letter has been left behind." Footsteps came from behind, and then someone reported.

The two of them did not look back, but continued to look at the situation in Xingshi Mountain.

At first, the two of them felt hot in their hearts, but gradually their hearts grew colder. In the end, they felt as cold as the cold wind.

Very cold.

Wu Nian sighed, turned to Guan Jinhan and said: "If it worked, their camp would be in chaos now. But their camp is so quiet now."

"The plan didn't work. I'm afraid they are still laughing at me."

"Hey." Guan Jinhan sighed and shook his head slightly.

"It doesn't matter to me whether you laugh or not. If others laugh at me, can they kill me with laughter? It's a pity for the lives of my soldiers." Wu Nian sighed and stood for a long time. Then he ordered: "Guan Xiaowei, tomorrow morning, bury the pot and make it."

After dinner, we selected our elite troops, raised the ladder, and stormed Xingshi Mountain."

"Tell the boys."

"From the terrain point of view, this mountain cannot be conquered in a short time."

"It's not something that can be captured easily."

"But Wu Nian wants it."

"Expel the Tartars and regain Liaodong."

"Let them die."

Having said this, Wu Nian's eyes turned red and he walked away quickly.

"Yes." Guan Jinhan's eyes were red and he was very sad. After taking a deep breath, he clasped his fists in response.

fight.

Now that Wu Nian is strong, he is not afraid of fighting in the wild.

There is no way to fight without death.

If he could drive out the Tartars and regain Liaodong, and the Han people and the Mongolians died in a one-on-one battle, he would not even frown.

This is Wu Nian’s realization.

Let the blood of the Han people and the blood of the Mongolian people dye this land red.

But this kind of forceful attack on the cottage.

Wu Nian was heartbroken.

There was nothing to say that night.

Early the next morning, Wu Nian's army buried pots and cooked rice early. But after eating, the ones responsible for the attack were the six thousand-household warriors Wu Nian divided into Lieliu Valley.

One of them, Qianhu, led his troops, separated on both sides, carried ladders, and attacked the city from the east and west.

Qianhu personally led his troops on the east road. He pulled out the steel knife from his waist, stood on a stone, and shouted: "Brothers, the general's order is for us to die."

"Then go to hell. Follow me."

After saying that, he jumped off the stone, sheathed his sword, picked up a shield, walked in the first row, and headed up the mountain.

"kill!!!!"

The soldiers roared loudly and resolutely followed Qianhu over the mountain.

But it's really hard.

For an attack in one direction, there are only five hundred households. However, only one hundred households' troops can actually be devoted to the attack.

Everyone else is waiting.

The mountain road is too narrow to accommodate so many people.

And the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers in the stronghold on Xingshi Mountain still have divine arm bows in their hands.

Under the banner with the word "Liu", Liu Chong was wearing armor and looked at the pitiful Wu Nianjun soldiers in front of him with contempt. He waved his hand and laughed wildly: "Young men, don't be polite. Shoot them."

"Shoot as many as you come."

"Yes." The Meng Yuan soldiers responded loudly, and then shot the crossbow arrows in their hands without ceremony.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”

"Ahhhh!!!"

The arrows fell like raindrops. Although the attacking Wu Nianjun soldiers had armor and shields, they still could not bear it and let out screams one after another.

Even armor will be penetrated by the God's Arm Bow. Soldiers may be slightly injured or seriously injured.

Under such circumstances, Wu Nianjun was like a target.

On Elephant Trunk Mountain, Wu Nian and Guan Jinhan watched the battle from a high position. Both of them held the handle of the knife at their waists with their left hands, very hard, very hard, and their faces were very ugly.

Their hearts are bleeding.

These are all good men, good men.

It was just thrown away.

But there is no way.
Chapter completed!