Haitian City.

Although Chun Yuan has not expressed his position yet, the possibility of a decisive battle is very high. As time goes by, the atmosphere in Haitian City becomes more and more manic.

The military spirit is impetuous and murderous.

Inside the palace.

It is said to be a palace, but it is actually a large house in an open space. Wu Nian was wearing black clothes, holding a spear, and practicing spear skills.

Every weapon has something in common in terms of technique.

Wu Nian was very proficient in many weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds.

The imperial guards were scattered around to protect the king. Princess Wei Ru of Zhou State stood aside, absently watching Wu Nian practice martial arts.

The weather was hot, and Wu Nian couldn't help but sweat profusely after practicing a set of spear skills. He put away his spear, looked at Wei Ru, and said, "Miss Wei, how are you?"

Wei Ru was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then Xiafei hurriedly took out his handkerchief and awkwardly wiped Wu Nian's sweat.

I was just looking at his face, but I didn't pay close attention to his spear skills.

Wei Ru was a tough girl, and her ability to serve others was of the lowest order. Wu Nian smiled and reached out to take the handkerchief, wiping his own sweat. He could see that Wei Ru was absent-minded, but he didn't say anything.

"The king's spear skills are naturally excellent. There is no one better than the king in the world." Wei Ru calmed down and praised with a touch of tenderness between his brows.

The flattery was also quite clumsy.

"Flattery." Wu Nian looked at the guards around him and whispered.

Wei Ru didn't expect Wu Nian to say that, and was immediately embarrassed. He pinched the corners of his clothes with both hands and looked down at his toes.

This beautiful woman is as pure as a blank sheet of paper emotionally.

Wu Nian couldn't help but feel in his heart when he saw it. He wanted to grab her little hand immediately and hold her in his arms. However, he was concerned about the surrounding imperial guards and the prestige of General Wei Ru, so he forced himself to endure it.

After the war was over, she was married to a matchmaker.

The princess of Zhou State became the wife of Zhou State.

It's a matter of course.

Although a war is imminent, men and women cannot control their own affairs. In the ambiguous atmosphere, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded.

Wu Nian and Wei Ru both felt something in their hearts and looked up in the direction where the footsteps came from. A face that was familiar to both of them appeared in front of them.

A spy from the Imperial City Division.

Both of them are "heroes" who put the overall situation first. The ambiguity quickly dissipated, exuding a serious atmosphere. The Ouchi guards around them also had shining eyes.

This is so urgent.

Could it be?

"Your Majesty, spies have come to report that all the households in the five counties of Huanglong Mansion have left the city with their troops and gathered in Anding City."

The spies from the Imperial City Department strode to Wu Nian and Wei Ru. With uncontrollable joy in their brows, they bowed and saluted.

"That's great." Wu Nian finally couldn't help it, clapped his hands together and shouted, his excitement beyond words.

A decisive battle is of course the most ideal.

But there is no decisive battle, the initiative lies in Chunyuan's hands.

Chunyuan has three options.

First.

decisive battle.

second.

Continue to defend the city.

third.

Withdrew his troops and returned to Mongolia.

Regardless of whether Chunyuan retreats his troops back to Meng Yuan or continues to defend the city, it will be troublesome for Wu Nian.

If Chunyuan chooses to defend the city, then he will have to launch a siege.

If Chunyuan retreats his troops and goes back to Meng Yuan, although he can win the Huanglong Mansion in vain, the future battle of Meng Yuan will become extremely difficult.

It was like Meng Yuan took his fist back.

Now is the decisive battle.

That's great.

"Miss Wei." Wu Nian raised his head and looked at Wei Ru.

Wei Ru also looked at Wu Nian.

The two of them nodded in unison.

"Send someone to summon the generals immediately." Wu Nian turned his head and said to an imperial guard.

"Yes." The Ouchi guard immediately responded and left.

Wu Nian said to the Imperial City Detective again: "Thank you for your hard work. Continue to keep an eye on the movements of the Meng Yuan people."

"Yes." The spies from the Imperial City Division responded, then turned and left.

Wu Nian and Wei Ru, surrounded by the palace guards, quickly headed to the palace hall.

Tens of thousands of people from each of the general's ministries were stationed inside the city and outside the city, spread out over a wide area. After receiving the news, the generals from each ministry arrived at the palace hall one after another.

When the last general Long Qie arrives.

Wu Nian first asked the guards to serve tea, and then told the generals the news.

"Hahaha. It's finally time for the decisive battle. Last time the king came to Anding County and invited Chunyuan to fight. But this guy hid in the city to avoid fighting. This time it is inevitable. Okay.

Very good.”

"Your Majesty. Recover Liaodong and expel the Tartars. We have been fighting in Liaodong for more than ten years. More than a hundred battles, big and small. Finally we have reached the final stage. We have won this battle. Let's go to Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty to have fun."

Tieniu laughed heartily, his brows full of pride, his left hand holding the handle of the knife at his waist.

"That's right. Recovering Huanglong Mansion is not the end, but just the starting point. We want to invade the Mongolian capital and destroy the Mongolian people." Long Qie narrowed his eyes slightly, murderous intent surging in them.

"This is the time when a man will make great achievements." Feng Chong was eager to get started, extremely excited.

More than ten years.

It's been more than ten years.

Wu Nian recalled the time when he shouted the slogan "Expel the Tartars and regain Liaodong". It was such a long time.

There are hardships and joys in it.

Although he now calls himself the King of Han and establishes a dynasty, when he raised the army, he didn't think so much. He just used his energy and blood to fight for a bright future with the steel sword in his hand.

Be it life or death.

He and the Mongolian people were at odds with each other.

"Huh!!" Elder Wu exhaled, suppressed his inner excitement, raised his head and looked at everyone, and said: "We will definitely win this battle."

"It is not an advantage in terms of strength, nor in weapons or armor. It is an advantage in our spirit. Our soldiers know why they are fighting."

"The spirit of Yanhan will always exist in their bodies."

"After the Meng Yuan people claimed to be the [Yan Emperor], they actually had no barbarians at all. How could they fight with us?"

"But. Sirs."

Having said this, Wu Nian stood up with an extremely serious expression on his face. He said: "The Meng Yuan people are still strong. We will pay the price for underestimating them."

"You, generals, officers, and soldiers must not be arrogant or arrogant."

"The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. We will fight this battle beautifully."

"Send the order. In three days, we will march into Anding County and fight to the death with the Mongolians."

When all the generals heard the words, they all showed serious expressions. They all stood up and clasped their fists, bent down and said loudly: "Yes."

Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.

Morning.
Chapter completed!