The weather is getting cooler, summer is about to pass, and autumn is about to arrive.

There is a military camp on an unknown mountain. The military camp is small, but the Mongolian soldiers guarding the camp are extremely strong and capable.

They were like unsheathed sharp knives, either standing guard or patrolling, and they were meticulous. There were also some live pigs and live sheep squealing in the camp, and the food was excellent.

This is the residence and headquarters of Wanhu General Wan Yanxian.

Wan Yanxian sent out all the soldiers he could, leaving only five hundred households behind to protect his own safety.

Inside the big tent.

Although the weather turned colder, Wan Yanxian still took off his clothes, wearing only a pair of black summer trousers, and sat on the Taishi chair.

"Report to the general. Jincheng was captured by Beishan Fort and the guard was killed." A soldier came in from outside, knelt on the ground and handed Wan Yanxian a letter.

Wan Yanxian's expression was extremely calm. He reached out to squeeze the letter and waved the soldiers to go down. Then he used force to tear the letter into pieces and threw it into the sky. The paper was scattered like a goddess scattering flowers.

A sneer appeared on Wan Yanxian's face. Which city did Beishan Fort's soldiers conquer? Which city did Beishan Fort's soldiers conquer?

It was as if there was a fire behind them. The fire named Beishan Fort was constantly attacking the city and collecting supplies and people.

But in Wanyan Xian's view, all these are just flowers in the mirror, like the moon in the water. There is only one powerful Beishan Castle.

The source of all evil.

Wu Nian, the general who assisted the Han Dynasty, raised the flag of "Yan Han".

As long as the source is eliminated, everything will disappear.

"Don't worry about the defeat at the rear. As long as Wu Nian is trapped to death, everything will be fine. And we are almost successful."

Wanyanxian shook his legs excitedly, and there was even a faint red light in his eyes.

This war lasted from spring and summer to autumn. The last time four thousand households surrounded Wu Nian, he laid an ambush in Hulu Valley, but Wu Nian escaped.

This time, there were 60,000 of them, and they spent countless efforts on mobilizing troops and generals, and finally surrounded Wu Nian.

It's soon, it's soon.

He was about to chop off Wu Nian’s head.

Wan Yanxian was the general of the Wan Yan tribe, with real power over thousands of households. He had never lost a single battle since he put on his armor and led his troops into battle.

He has never encountered an opponent like Wu Nian who made him so excited.

Kill Wu Nian. Cut off Wu Nian's head and make it into a specimen. No. No. No. I will make Wu Nian's head into a wine glass and then keep it.

The collection value of the heads of people like Wu Nian is simply frightening.

Now there is only one question. Will Jin Huanshan rob me?

Under the siege of four Mongolian and Yuan households, plus more than 20,000 Han troops, a total of 60,000 to 70,000 people, Wu Nian was at the end of his rope.

In the eyes of Wan Yanxian and other generals of ten thousand households, it was already a case of catching a turtle in a jar.

Now that's all that's left.

Did Wu Nian die horizontally or vertically?

Who owns the body?

Whose head belongs to it?

This is a question worth thinking about. When Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, committed suicide in Wujiang, several Han generals cut Xiang Yu's body into pieces.

The more Wan Yanxian thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He even looked up to the sky and let out a long roar.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

His lungs were full of power, and his roar was like that of a fierce tiger, unstoppable. For a moment, the birds and beasts on the mountain were so frightened that they either fluttered their wings and flew away, or fled in panic.

It also left the Meng Yuan soldiers scratching their heads, and they all turned back to look at the tent.

General, what's going on?

...........

Things have become very clear.

His poison is my honey.

Four Mongolian and Yuan households surrounded Wu Nian with 60,000 to 70,000 soldiers and wanted to kill Wu Nian. Of course, Wu Nian wanted to break out and return to Beishan Fort.

Winner takes all.

And Wu Nian's situation is indeed not good.

He was almost trapped, trapped on a mountain called [Chongyun].

Chongyun Mountain is a mountain that is not very high, but very wide. In the reign of Wu, the population of 20,000 to 30,000 people, two elite soldiers of one thousand households, and four militiamen of one thousand households were stationed here.

During this time, his population increased, but his military strength did not increase.

The newly organized troops and horses are no longer meaningful.

The decisive battle is at the next moment.

On such a huge mountain, there are many camps. On the outside, wooden walls are erected, which are very strong and cannot be easily knocked down.

There are four camp gates that allow you to go down the mountain from four directions.

There is still enough food and grass in the mountains. The morale of the soldiers and horses, including the people, is still there. But there is also some sadness.

This is an arduous journey.

Wu Nian led this group of troops to weave in and out of the encirclement under the huge force of the Meng Yuan people. Every step they took was extremely dangerous.

Some old and infirm people died of illness on the road, and some died in battle.

This is the price.

This is the price paid by Beishan Fort to capture the city.

Wu Nian was gambling with his life.

In a corner of the camp, Wu Nian was wearing heavy armor, sweating all over his body, but walking steadily, holding on to the hilt of a knife at his waist, leading a group of soldiers to inspect the camp.

Wherever he passed, people stood up and lowered their heads to show respect.

Regardless of whether he took the initiative to follow Wu Nian and participate in this journey.

Still passive.

Now they are all on the same warship. Only Wu Nian can lead them to peace.

Only Wu Nian.

After Wu Nian carefully inspected the camp, he returned to the tent.

Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng sat on the small bench, one on the left and the other on the right, and had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Wu Nian come in, the two of them hurriedly came up, one on the left and the other on the right, to untie Wu Nian's armor.

As the armor left his body, Wu Nian finally came to life, with a smile on his sweaty face, and then strode to the main seat, which was a small bench, and sat down.

Wu Nian turned to look at Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng's face showed two sad faces.

"Hahahaha." Wu Nian burst out laughing. The laughter was full of pride and joy, as if he was not being surrounded, but walking in the courtyard.

Wang Gui, who sat back on the small bench, raised his head loudly and looked at each other, feeling helpless. Wang Gui sighed and said to Wu Nian: "General, the situation is critical now. How can you still laugh?

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When thinking of the current predicament, Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng felt frightened.

The other side had sixty or seventy thousand troops, and they just surrounded us.

Wu Nian stopped laughing, but his face and eyes were full of smiles. He opened his mouth and asked: "Brothers, what is my name?"

"Uh!!!" Wang Gui said in a stunned voice, confused. What on earth are you talking about? Why can we understand the words but not the meaning?

What does it mean to say this?

Wu Nian further put away his smile, then looked at Wang Gui with unquestionable eyes, raised his voice, and asked again: "Tell me, who am I and what is my name."

Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng became more and more confused. But Wang Gui took a deep breath, clasped his fists and replied: "You are Wu Nian. Wu Gong, the general who assisted the Han Dynasty."

"Yes. My name is Wu Nian." Wu Nian laughed again, and then said calmly: "They all underestimate me. How can they trap me with only 60,000 to 70,000 people?"
Chapter completed!