Elephant Trunk Mountain.

Wu Nian's camp, inside the Chinese army's tent. Wu Nian and Guan Jinhan sat in order of priority. A spy came in to report.

"Got it." Wu Nian waved his hand and said.

"Yes." The spy bent down and clasped his fists, turned around and went down.

"This old man really went to the Meng Yuan camp. Assume. Assume that I am Liu Chong. You will definitely guess that I will send troops tonight."

Wu Nian stood up, took out a map and put it on the coffee table, and called Guan Jinhan over.

"It's a complete show. There are many of us, so we divide it into four parts. We leave two soldiers from a thousand households to guard two camps in case of any unexpected events."

"Send two soldiers from a thousand families to the old man's ancestral grave, pretending to use the cave to attack Xingshi Mountain."

"I will personally lead three thousand soldiers to ambush here to stop Liu Chong."

"You take the remaining three thousand soldiers with you. When you hear the sound of killing, attack Xingshi Mountain. We will wipe out Liu Chong in one fell swoop."

"If we can capture Liu Chong, we will bury him alive."

"If Liu Chong didn't fall into the trap, we can only think about it in the long term."

Guan Jinhan frowned and said: "General, if Liu Chong really wants to ambush us, he may come out in force."

"I'm afraid it's not enough for you to bring three thousand soldiers."

"Guan Xiaowei, you underestimate me. Even if I bring two thousand soldiers, I can still defeat his five thousand captains."

Wu Nianxiao glanced at Guan Jinhan and said confidently.

"Yes." Guan Jinhan looked at Wu Nian's expression carefully and said yes.

As the two of them agreed, the camps on Elephant Trunk Mountain, the camps in Liliu Valley, and the thousands of households received specific orders and began secretly preparing for tonight's battle.

Time passed quickly. Day and night rotated, and soon night fell.

Wu Nian took action first and sent two soldiers from thousands of families in Liliu Valley to take a detour to the ancestral graves in Hu'er Village.

This matter was immediately discovered by the Mongolian spies.

On Xingshi Mountain, the lights were brightly lit in the Chinese army's tent. Liu Chong and five thousand captains, all wearing armor and hanging steel knives on their waists, sat in their respective positions with murderous intent.

Suddenly, the eyes of the six people flickered, and they all raised their heads to look at the door. After a while, Liu Chong's soldiers came in from outside and reported: "Your Majesty, a large group of people have left Wu Nian's camp in Lieliu Valley.

to the military camp."

"How many people?"

Liu Chong asked with a sparkle in his eyes.

"It was too dark. The spies couldn't see clearly." The soldier shook his head.

There was no turning back, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

"Everyone, the opportunity has appeared. But if you want to seize the opportunity, risk your lives and fight hard. The glory and wealth are right in front of you. Follow the plan."

Liu Chong stood up without any hesitation and shouted loudly.

"Yes." The captains stood up and responded loudly. Immediately, Liu Chong ordered the troops of four captains. The army was not allowed to use horses to avoid making any noise.

From him to the soldiers, they all walked.

I quietly descended from Xingshi Mountain and took a shortcut to the ancestral graves in Huer Village.

The plan is simple. After the army arrives, just sit back and wait for an ambush.

.......

Halfway up a mountain peak.

However, Wu Nian led three soldiers from a thousand households and hid in the white snow for a long time, regardless of the severe cold weather.

Wu Nian did not ride a horse, and his only weapon was a steel knife. He sat cross-legged on a bear skin stall, closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the opportunity.

The soldiers standing next to him raised their ears vigilantly, listening to the noise, while turning their heads to look at Wu Nian from time to time.

Vigor and murderousness.

Although the general was just sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and concentrating, a momentum rose into the sky, like a tiger lying cross-legged.

No strangers are allowed to enter here.

The soldiers also felt that Wu Nian was very angry.

They knew why Wu Nian was angry, that damn Liu Chong.

Suddenly, a soldier heard the noise, and Wu Nian opened his eyes and stood up, holding the trunk of the big tree in front of him with his right hand, looking down at the road down the mountain.

But it's not very clear.

It's too dark.

He struck halfway. Wu Nian was very calm and watched silently.

On the mountain road, Liu Chong was unaware of his actions, which were completely under the watchful eye of Wu Nian. He was surrounded by soldiers and strode forward with bright eyes and full of strength.

Prominent achievements, glory and wealth lie ahead.

"Kill!!!!" Suddenly, Wu Nian's eyes brightened, he pulled out the steel knife from his waist with a clang, and shouted angrily.

“Whoosh whoosh!!!!”

The divine arm archers and archers who had already prepared shot the crossbows and arrows in their hands. For a while, the sound of the bow strings vibrating could be heard.

The arrows were like raindrops, falling towards the Meng Yuan soldiers.

"There is an ambush."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Pfft, pfft."

The expressions of the Mongolian soldiers changed drastically, and some people let out shrill screams. Some people were hit by crossbows and arrows, and were either killed immediately or injured and fell to the ground, losing the ability to move for a while.

"Damn it!!!! It's a trap!!!! That old man deceived me with his own life." Liu Chong's face turned pale all of a sudden, and the anger in his heart had reached its peak.

Special code. When the war is over, I will definitely massacre Hu'er Village.

Kill the old man's whole family.

Damn bastard.

But he also felt that Wu Nian was terrible. For the sake of the name of "Yan Han", the old man abandoned his life and lured him out of the mountain.

Everyone is willing to sacrifice their lives.

Han people? Bullshit Han people.

In this world, Meng Yuan is respected. Only Meng Yuan is noble. Liu Chong does not have a trace of Meng Yuan blood in his body, but mentally he completely regards himself as a Meng Yuan person.

He also knows that if he is ambushed, he may not lose.

The so-called victory or defeat is not determined by calculation. It is determined by strength.

"Brothers, sons and daughters, don't be afraid. We are Mongolians, and we are a fighting nation. One is worth ten, and it is commonplace. The mere Han people are not worthy to fight with us, or even live under the same sky with us."

"kill."

"With the steel sword in our hands, we fought and won a complete victory."

"kill!!!!!!!!!!"

Liu Chong was filled with anger, his eyes widened, he pulled out the steel knife from his waist and shouted towards the sky.

The Han generals are number one and their prestige is as high as a mountain.

At this moment, with a strong general like Liu Chong by his side, the Meng Yuan soldiers quickly regained their morale after a brief period of confusion.

"My lord is right. Kill and fight with them. The winner must be us."

"That's right. How can the Han people be compared with us? One is worth ten. One thousand of us can defeat ten thousand of him, not to mention there are thousands of us."

"kill!!!!!"

The Meng Yuan warriors were eager to fight and roared loudly.

At the same time, Wu Nian led three thousand-household soldiers, commanding from a high position, and attacked the Meng Yuan soldiers like a tiger descending a mountain.

Slogans are useless.

The force of three thousand households faced the force of four thousand captains.
Chapter completed!