Mu Jingrui led his troops to the border and found that the situation was much worse than he imagined.
In the three occupied cities, it was not that the people ran away as reported in the report, but that most of them were captured by the enemy.
The commander-in-chief of the coalition forces of Goshawk and Wuxiong is the eldest prince Jiri of the Goshawk Kingdom. He heard that the person sent by the imperial court to regain the lost territory this time was a young man whose name he had never heard of before, and he immediately became proud.
Mu Jingrui faced off against Jiri for the first time. Jiri looked at his handsome and delicate face and looked up to the sky with a contemptuous smile.
"Is there really no one in the Central Plains court? They actually found you, a sissy, to fight?" Ji Ri held a long weapon and pointed at Mu Jingrui and asked, "Tell me first, how much food did you bring this time?
You might as well let me calculate how long it will last for us."
Mu Jingrui was curious and amused. This arrogant guy seemed to think that their military rations were already in their pocket.
If he found out that they only had enough food for three days, they might faint from anger.
"You are going to die, so why do you need food?" Mu Jingrui's eyes were colder than the snow on the ground, "When you get to the underworld, it would be better to ask your family to burn more ingot candles for you."
Ji Ri did not expect that Mu Jingrui was not young and his tone was not young at all.
"You brat, I think you're tired of living, right?"
"I don't think you can kill me. It's just because of your current location. We came here in a hurry, so we are naturally exhausted. If we were allowed to rest for a few days..."
I am willing to give anything to auspicious days, but I cannot afford time.
They don't have much food support. If they don't move forward to capture the city, they may not be able to support the whole team.
However, he really couldn't stand Mu Jingrui's arrogance, and he couldn't stand Mu Jingrui's aggressive tactics.
"You can rest forever if you die. Don't say that I took advantage of you. I will fight you to the death right now. Let your men watch your body and parts."
Jiri wants to fight Mu Jingrui alone to establish his power, which is exactly Mu Jingrui's purpose.
He had already found out Ji Ri's personality.
He saw Ji Ri riding his horse and whipping his whip, and he immediately rushed forward with his spear in hand.
Mu Jingrui has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has rich practical experience, but Jiri's kung fu is still higher than he expected.
but……
Mu Jingrui was still full of confidence, and after dozens of moves, Jiji was defeated steadily.
When Jiri realized that he had underestimated the young man, it was already too late. He turned his horse's head and tried to escape, but Mu Jingrui did not give him such a chance.
He raised his spear and penetrated Jiri's chest from his back.
Jiri snorted heavily.
Mu Jingrui pulled out the spear from Jiri's body, and with another wave of his backhand, Jiri's head fell off his neck, rolled a few times in the snow, and landed next to the horse's hooves.
The scene was silent for a moment.
The opponent saw their coach being killed, and after a brief moment of surprise, they became confused, throwing away their armor and trying to escape back into the city.
Mu Jingrui waved his hand, and the soldiers who followed him rushed to fight bravely, killing the local soldiers who were fleeing in all directions, leaving behind their armor.
In the first battle, Mu Jingrui won a complete victory and quickly recaptured an occupied city.
In an instant, morale was boosted.
But Mu Jingrui's heart was not relaxed.
He knew in his heart that the reason why he was able to win this battle was because the opponent underestimated the enemy and was unprepared.
The group of people he recruited on the spot were still far from being able to fight a tough battle. Today, he just took advantage of the opponent's fear and the formation he had deployed in advance.
not to mention……
Mu Jingrui had to make a quick decision. The food and grass they brought with them were running out, leaving him less and less time.
"General Mu...General Mu...what great news."
The left pioneer raised the military tent and rushed in excitedly, with a smile on his face. Before he could say anything, he kept laughing silly.
"What's the matter?" Mu Jingrui asked calmly.
"I just received news from His Highness the Crown Prince. He has solved the food and salary problem for us. The first batch. The first batch of food and grass is already on its way. It will arrive in three days at most."
"real?"
Mu Jingrui's eyes also showed a glimmer of light.
It seems that Xiao Yujue and Zhang Yide have reached an agreement.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"By the way, His Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to deliver a letter quickly."
Zuo Xianfeng took out the letter from his arms and handed it over.
When Mu Jingrui saw the writing on it, his expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly opened it, and those familiar Juanxiu words came into view.
"I'm sorry, I didn't return to Beijing as you planned. I'll explain the reason to you later. I'm fine, don't miss me! I'll wait for you to come back."
Mu Jingrui's heart gradually softened. As long as he thought that there was someone waiting for him to return, he felt that the whole world became warmer.
The tenderness in his eyes made Zuo Xianfeng look a little weird.
"General Mu, are you... okay?"
Mu Jingrui restrained his tenderness and responded calmly. "It's okay, just step back. Tell the others this news so that they can feel at ease. After this battle is over, they can go home and reunite with their families."
The left vanguard was about to exit when the right vanguard came in. He was so worried that the gap between his frowns could pinch a fly.
"General Mu, the enemy has sent an envoy to ask for an audience."
"He's begging for mercy?" Zuo Xianfeng said proudly.
The right vanguard shook his head and asked: "General Mu, my subordinates had a few words with their envoy just now...I'm afraid...it's not too optimistic."
The right forward was a calm man, Mu Jingrui had already judged it from his expression.
"Let them in."
Not long after, the right vanguard came in with a group of envoys consisting of Goshawk and Wu Xiong, a total of eight people.
"Are you General Mu?" The leader of the envoy glanced at Mu Jingrui contemptuously.
"Nonsense, isn't your coach sitting in the top position?" Zuo Xianfeng retorted grumpily, causing the envoys to roll their eyes.
"If you have anything to say, say it quickly and don't waste my time." Mu Jingrui's voice was cold and his eyes were sharp.
The envoy was a little frightened by the sight. He calmed down and said: "General Mu killed our eldest prince as soon as he took action. Huh, this revenge... we must avenge it."
"Anytime."
"General Mu is very skilled in martial arts and has good tactics in arranging troops. We have no intention of confronting you head-on. But..."
The messenger looked at Mu Jingrui and his eyes became sinister.
"General Mu, although you took this city back, the people in the previous city and the people in the two cities behind are still in our hands. Our eldest prince cannot die in vain. Therefore, at three o'clock noon the day after tomorrow, all those people will