Chapter 964 The decisive battle against Huang Longsan
Chun Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, waved and said, "Bring over the letter of challenge."
"Yes." The guard walked up to Chunyuan with the delicate small box and handed it over carefully.
Qin Zhen's heart trembled, and he exhaled a long breath. Whether he is a mule or a horse, whether he is right or wrong depends on this battle.
I hope the prince won’t play tricks on me. I really have someone to rely on and a trump card.
Chun Yuan opened the small box, took out the neatly folded letter of challenge, opened it, and read it at a glance. After seeing the signature, he sneered, handed the letter of challenge to Qin Zhen and said: "Wu Nian claims to be Yanhan
Descendants, well-dressed disciples. But this word is written in a way that is worse than that of a barbarian like me."
After saying that, Chunyuan raised his head and asked the guard: "Did the person say anything else?"
The guard nodded, clasped his fists and replied: "The person who came here still said so."
"Wu Nian said that if the prince does not dare to fight decisively, he will immediately return to Meng Yuan."
"Don't call yourself a man's husband in the future."
"Haha." Chunyuan sneered, waved his hand and said: "Wu Nian did not communicate with us barbarians as envoys to show that the Han and the Meng Yuan were incompatible. But I wanted to shame him. You are so ready to prepare wine and food to entertain the guests.
Receive them politely and send them off politely.”
"Yes." The guard was a little confused, but he simply responded and turned around.
After reading the letter of war, Qin Zhen gently nodded at Chun Yuan's evaluation and said, "Wu Nian is indeed a filthy person."
But his hands felt stinging.
That's right.
Wu Nian was neither a calligrapher nor a scholar, and the characters he wrote were ugly in the eyes of experts. But it was the same as when heroes from ancient times interpreted poetry.
The word "Wu Nian" was written ugly, but it penetrated the back of the paper and had a sharp edge. Qin Zhen felt it was hot when he held it in his hand.
Qin Zhen folded the letter of war and handed it back to Chunyuan respectfully, and then said: "The prince is right. Wu Nian said that we are barbarians. Let's show him the etiquette."
"He claims to be a descendant of the Yan Han Dynasty, a well-dressed disciple. But he is not as educated and sensible as we are."
After complimenting him a lot, Qin Zhen asked cautiously: "My lord, should I accept this letter of challenge?"
"Yes. Three days later, we will set up a battle array and have a showdown. It will not only defeat the Yellow Dragon, but also block the fate of the country. I want to fight and break Wu Nian's backbone, so that he will not be able to recover for decades."
Chunyuan sneered, then asked the guard to come in to Momo, wrote a reply letter, gave it to the guard, and sent it to Wu Nian.
Qin Zhen was greatly excited when he saw this. His guess was correct. The prince indeed had a trump card. Otherwise, how could he be so confident?
I did the right thing by rejecting Wu Nian.
After sending the reply, Qin Zhen immediately sent people to summon all the households to see him.
A quarter of an hour later.
Inside the big tent.
Chunyuan sat on the commander's seat facing north and south, with a straight and upright posture and a powerful momentum. There were two rows of seats in front of him. Qin Zhen and the nine generals of ten thousand households took their seats respectively.
"Finally it's time for the decisive battle. I must cut off Feng Chong's head with my own hands. Yixue will be humiliated." Jin Xuanyun grasped the armrests of the Grand Master's chair with both hands, veins popped out on the backs of his hands, and his eyes shone brightly.
It is a great shame and humiliation to have thousands of households fighting with cavalry.
But it doesn't matter. As long as Meng Yuan wins this battle, failure will be replaced by the light of victory.
The process is not important, what is important is the result.
"This time I will cut off Wu Nian's head with my own hands to write the ending to the battle of Liaodong." Wan Yanxian nodded heavily, with a look of anticipation on his face.
They will definitely win this battle.
And the path of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty will gradually get back on track. Occupy Liaodong as a springboard, and use the power of the Han people in Liaodong to attack Chu.
Eventually he took over the Central Plains and occupied the magpie's nest.
Everyone knows their trump card, and they are all looking forward to the decisive battle in three days, eager to fight and excited.
More than ten years.
For more than ten years, they have watched the Liaodong Tigers become more and more powerful. They have thought about killing the tigers tens of thousands of times.
However, in the process, they lost their troops and generals, and two thousand households were killed.
They had waited for this moment for too long.
The war is about to reach its climax.
Kill the tiger!
As long as the Liaodong tiger is killed, everyone will feel proud.
Qin Zhen watched from the side and felt even more happy. Sure enough. Sure enough. Chunyuan and Wanhu were so confident, so their trump cards were really strong.
We will definitely win.
Meng Yuan is sure to win.
In the past, he was tortured to death by Wu Nian's strength. He couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep well, and tossed and turned like a ray of light on his back.
At this moment, Qin Zhen's inner anxiety was relieved.
Chunyuan's face was also full of smiles. He was the head coach of the Liaodong War, which had lasted on and off for more than ten years.
More than ten years passed in the blink of an eye. If Wu Nian hadn't stopped him, he would have already prepared his forces to attack Shanhaiguan.
However, it's not too late.
Although I am old, my body is still strong. Living for another ten years does not seem to be a problem.
I will definitely be able to see with my own eyes the scene of the Mongolian and Yuan armies taking over the Central Plains.
must.
Chunyuan was very excited, and it took him a long time to calm down. He took a deep breath, suppressed his smile, and said in a deep voice: "Although, we will definitely win this battle."
"But as the saying goes, a proud soldier will be defeated."
"Wu Nian. Known as the Tiger of Liaodong, he is actually the overlord."
"His soldiers are stronger than ours. We have to admit that he is powerful. He is the most outstanding one among the countless powerful enemies we have encountered since the founding of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty."
"So, we cannot relax and must go all out."
"You know, there are many examples of tigers being injured instead of killing them."
Speaking of this, Chunyuan's expression became more serious than ever before.
"Yes." Wanhu didn't want to lose, so they all raised their heads, clasped their fists and saluted, indicating that they understood.
"Very good." A smile appeared on Chunyuan's face again, and then he said in an incomprehensible tone: "But it's interesting to lead troops in battle and meet your opponent."
"Only when you win can you feel satisfied."
"Defeat or kill Wu Nian. That memory is worth recalling for the rest of my life."
After finishing speaking, Chunyuan stood up and said: "Everyone, go down and prepare. In these three days, no more training of soldiers. The main thing is to recharge your batteries."
"Fight to the death."
"Yes." Ten thousand households responded loudly, stood up and left in a hurry.
Like a nine-headed tiger, its momentum is unparalleled.
Chunyuan narrowed his eyes, looked back at Qin Zhen, and said, "Master Qin, although the Han army is strong, the tens of thousands of households in Meng Yuan are our advantage."
"Even if it's a fair fight, I may not lose."
Qin Zhen nodded with a smile and said, "Your Majesty is right."
Following Chunyuan's order, the news immediately spread throughout the entire Meng Yuan army. The Meng Yuan soldiers also followed suit and their morale was at an all-time high.
It's finally time for the decisive battle.
As long as this battle is won, everyone will have merit and everyone will have a reward.
Chapter completed!