Although the Chunyuan soldiers around him did not speak, their faces showed respect.

As an enemy, although the Liaodong tiger is dead, its power is still there.

"Da da da!!!" At this moment, a rapid sound of horse hooves sounded.

"Alert!!!" The guarding Meng Yuan soldiers reacted very quickly. An officer shouted loudly, and the archer drew out the arrows from his waist and prepared to go.

Chunyuan was very calm, and he could tell by the sound of his voice that there were not many riders coming, so he might be a messenger carrying a message.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer. A strong and resonant man's voice immediately sounded. "Brothers in the camp, don't shoot arrows. I am the messenger."

After some exchanges, the soldiers opened the camp gate and let Lai ride in. Chunyuan came under the camp gate, raised his head and said to the five people who got off their horses: "Whose messengers are you, and what news have you brought?"

The five people recognized Chun Yuan and immediately knelt down on one knee. The leading man among them took a deep breath, suppressed his fear, and said: "Report to the prince. News came from the south. Wu Nian is not dead. Now Jiang County troops and horses are mobilized. Wu

It seems that Nian went to Nanhai Mansion in person."

"What did you say?!!!!" Chun Yuan was shocked at first, and then lost his voice. The faces of the soldiers and soldiers around him also changed drastically.

They don't understand tactics or anything like that. But it would be nice if they knew a little bit.

Wu Nian is still alive.

The fierce man known as the Tiger of Liaodong, who killed tens of thousands of households with his hands and fought to the death with the Mongolians, was not dead but was still alive.

This news was no less than a major earthquake, leaving everyone speechless.

"Replying to the prince, news came from the south. Wu Nian is not dead. Jiang County troops are now mobilized. Wu Nian seems to have gone to Nanhai Mansion in person."

The man who sent the message had to report the news again.

This time, Chun Yuan heard clearly. For a moment, his eyesight went dark and his head became dizzy. He involuntarily raised his right hand and put it on his head, with a bitter smile on his face. He murmured: "What a good person.

Wu Nian, as a fierce tiger in Liaodong, was a general who assisted the Han Dynasty. He actually risked the collapse of his own power and faked his death to set up this trap."

Chunyuan was both bitter and impressed.

Wu Nian has always been a banner. The banner that maintains the operation of the Fuhan General's Mansion. It doesn't matter if the Fuhan General's Mansion is missing a captain, it doesn't matter if Liu Zhixing is missing, but Wu Nian is indispensable.

If Wu Nian dies, this power may collapse.

But Wu Nian took this huge risk, faked his death for several months, and endured every possible means, just for the moment to soar into the sky and head straight for Nanhai Mansion.

This kind of courage is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Wu Nian planned carefully, and Wang Zhongbi of Nanhai Mansion might not be spared. However, he still had to save the situation once the opportunity was lost.

If Wang Zhongbi is gone, Wu Nian will have the land of the Three Prefectures, and can suppress the power of the Chu State in Shanhaiguan, and can concentrate on fighting the Meng Yuan.

Although Meng Yuan is still very strong now, Chunyuan is still not happy to face such a Liaodong Tiger.

Absolutely, absolutely cannot let a powerful enemy like Wu Nian have his wish.

"Give me the order. The army will set off tomorrow. Take the small road and take a detour to Nanhai Mansion. Save that idiot." Chunyuan took a deep breath and stood up, giving an order loudly.

"yes."

The soldier responded and immediately went down to deliver the order.

"In a battle of wits and courage with Wu Nian, you can't be careless. I have to cheer up." Chunyuan took another deep breath, his eyes became sharper, and he strode back to the Chinese army's tent with his left hand on the handle of the knife.

Early the next morning.

Three elite soldiers of ten thousand households who were just outside Yacheng quickly broke out of the camp and took a small road to Nanhai Mansion.

He walked in a hurry and felt a little embarrassed.

On the Yaxian city, under the banner with the word "Wu", Tieniu was wearing heavy armor. He looked up at the scene of Chunyuan's army leaving, with a sneer on his face. He said, "Are you in a hurry? Chunyuan."

"Don't worry. After the general takes care of Nanhai Mansion, you will be next."

"Guangyang Mansion, Huanglong Mansion. We Han people have Liaodong, and we must eat it back bit by bit."

After finishing speaking, Tieniu took a deep breath, and the chest muscles under his breastplate suddenly swelled. Then he exhaled in one breath and said loudly: "Brothers, cheer. Chunyuan has retreated. The general is in Nanhai Mansion, and he has made a big victory.

Complete victory."

This was Tieniu's guess. He didn't know whether Wu Nian won or not. But it didn't matter, the slogans were loud.

"General!!! General!!!!" The elite soldiers and militiamen all raised their weapons and cheered loudly. Then the whole city cheered.

The people walked out of their homes and rushed to tell each other.

The miserable Mongolian people finally retreated.

The general won.

Our general is indeed our general. Not only is he still alive, but he will never let us down.

Fight. Fight for a hundred years. Drive the Mongolian people out.

........

Chunyuan's six soldiers of ten thousand households in Huanglong Mansion set off one after another towards Nanhai Mansion. Chunyuan led three soldiers of ten thousand households in front. The army marched very quickly and soon reached the junction of Huanglong Mansion and Nanhai Mansion.

.

“Da da da!!!”

Flags fluttered in the wind. Three Mongolian and Yuan warriors with ten thousand households, carrying a large number of baggage vehicles, headed south along the road.

People were shouting and horses were neighing, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

Under the banner with the word "gold", Chun Yuan was wearing a war jacket and sitting astride a black horse, with an extremely solemn expression on his face.

His heart wanted to fly to Nanhai Mansion immediately. But Zhan Bing's speed had reached its limit. If the speed increased any more, Zhan Bing couldn't bear it.

"Da da da." Amidst the rapid sound of horse hooves, a group of cavalry galloped from the front. Chunyuan looked up and his heart sank.

Chunyuan's soldiers were about to stop them when Chunyuan waved his hand and said: "Let them come over."

"Yes." The soldiers responded and got out of the way. The cavalry team galloped in front of Chunyuan, and one of them reported: "Report to the king. There are four Han army camps in front. The flags are [Wei], [Zhang]

], [King], [Zhao]. The barracks are very large and may have tens of thousands of troops."

Hearing this, Chunyuan bit his lower lip with his teeth, and blood gradually flowed out. After a moment, he sighed with an ugly face: "It is indeed a careful layout. Wei Ru, Wang Gui, Zhang Sheng, Zhao Yanting. Two thousand people.

The enemy, four elite soldiers of ten thousand households, cut off my path."

Although the mending force was unsuccessful, it still had to be mended once more. In this local battlefield, the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers with six thousand households and six peerless generals still had a great advantage.

"Go down with the order and set up camp. We will confront Wei Ru and look for opportunities to break through Wei Ru." Chunyuan waved his hand and gave the order.

...

Wei Ru and the other four were not the only ones who cut off the path.

Nanhai Mansion.
Chapter completed!