The generals were all happy and relieved.

It seemed as if the hunters who had left the forest and returned home were almost zero vigilance.

The decisive battle of Huanglong has come to an end. Even with the support of the "Kan" ten thousand households, the Mongolian Yuan army has reached 11,000.

Even with the support of the Slavic Iron Cavalry, we still defeated it.

We were defeated by our Han King King with ten thousand fire-headed troops, and killed the commander Chun Yuan and Jin Xuanyun from thousands of households. We cut off our tails to survive. It is still unknown how many remaining soldiers and defeated soldiers are still there.

But the morale of the army will definitely be shaken, and the soldiers will definitely be tired.

What is the courage to be brave for a defeated general?

This kind of slackness is very dangerous.

But they are excellent generals after all. After hearing Wu Nian's words, most of the generals looked at them with a flash of vigilance again.

"The king means that they may be undead?" Zhao Mancheng asked cautiously after pondering for a while.

Feng Chong immediately retorted: "It is impossible. More than 100,000 troops were defeated. Now there are tens of thousands of remaining soldiers, what else can they do?"

"I agree with General Feng. The defeated general is not worth worrying." Huang Hu hesitated for a moment before speaking to support Feng Chong, a bad breather.

"No. The king is right. Their nine Monkey Kings households are all brave and good at fighting. However, they have been established and withdrawn from the battlefield, and there must be someone who is in command."

"Since someone is in command, you have to be careful. On the contrary, if they flee in a panic of sand, it is not worth worrying."

Wei Ru shook her head gently, frowned slightly, and was worried inside. At the same time, the wound on her arm felt as painful as a piercing heart.

Wu Nian felt very distressed when she saw her trembling slightly, but she couldn't say anything in front of everyone.

Not rude and frivolous to the princess of Zhou.

After thinking for a while, Wu Nian said to Feng Chong: "To be on guard, you lead the cavalry to Anding City. Keep a close eye on Qin Town in the city. If he leads his troops to escape, defeat him."

"This person, I want to make him lose all his money."

After saying that, Wu Nian showed a fierce look. Chunyuan was the culprit, and Qin Zhen was a traitor. Before the war, he killed the spy of the Imperial City Department and the whole family of the county magistrate Wang Xue.

Not killing is not enough to vent your anger.

"Yes." Feng Chong clasped his fists and turned over and led the cavalry away.

"Huang Hu, Guan Jinhan. You lead your troops to clean the battlefield. Armor, weapons, and corpses can be temporarily dealt with. First transport the injured people of our army back and finish the attack on the Mengyuan wounded soldiers."

"The Huo Tou Army will go back to bury the pot and make rice immediately."

"The remaining eight soldiers, seriously injured and injured soldiers, will be taken back to the camp for treatment immediately. The minor injuries will be treated on the spot, and rest on the spot with the uninjured soldiers and horses, and stay alert in case of accidents."

"Yes." With Wu Nian's order, the generals began to execute the order. The Han army took orders in an orderly manner and each performed its duties.

The eight troops originally had more than 90,000 soldiers. In this battle, the Han army suffered serious casualties, and the wounded soldiers left the field.

There are about 50,000 people left.

The 50,000 soldiers were resting on the spot. The uninjured soldiers took off their helmets and sat on the ground, drinking water and eating dry food.

The slightly injured soldiers helped each other to treat the wounds.

They had just won, and Ben breathed a sigh of relief. He thought everything was going well. As the military order was issued, he was also cheered up and ready to act at any time.

Wu Nian did not dare to neglect it, and led more than a hundred guards to ride horses in front of the formation from time to time. He also sent spies to inquire about the trends of the defeated army of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

"I hope I'm over-thinking." He said in his heart.

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Nine thousand households in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

After evacuating from the Huanglong decisive battle, he walked north for three or four miles, and stopped to rest at Woniu.

The wading cow is an open plain with no danger to guard.

It's not a place where defeated troops can rely on.

There are nine thousand households, but there is no military ration and supplies. We definitely cannot stay here for a long time.

While asking the confidants to prepare their troops, the ten thousand households gathered together with their own soldiers.

Under the banner of the "Wu" character, there is a small stool under Wu Canglong's butt, facing north and south. The armor on his body is covered with blood and several places are damaged. His face is covered with sweat and dirt, and he looks very embarrassed.

The other tens of thousands of households were separated from the left and right sides and sat on small stools. They looked very embarrassed.

They are all defeated generals.

But they are all generals of thousands of households, proud bears and tigers, and they are holding a fire in their hearts, enough to burn everything and change everything.

"Wu Canglong. I wanted to die. But you let me leave the battlefield. If you don't tell me why, I will fight with you today." Hou Wancheng raised his head and said coldly to Wu Canglong.

The other ten thousand households did not speak, but they also looked at Wu Canglong.

Chunyuan, Jin Xuanyun died in battle, but they ran away.

It's a great shame.

"Silly. The situation at that time was like a mountain collapse and a landfall. Who can turn the tide? It's just a waste of death." Wu Canglong was not polite and cursed Hou Wancheng. Then, without waiting for the other party to get angry, Wu Canglong went straight in and said, "I plan to organize troops and break through."

"Strive to break?" The ten thousand households narrowed their eyes, and a gleam appeared in their eyes.

"That's right. The situation at that time was not redeemable by human resources. But now it's different. We have nine thousand households, all of whom are brave and good at fighting and have extraordinary martial arts."

"We have prestige and can regroup the morale of the army."

"A real man, it is easy to win more with less. Think about how our ancestors founded the country back then. It was because of the encirclement and blocking of countless Chu soldiers that they won repeatedly, and they had the foundation of the Mongolian Yuan today."

"We nine tigers. We select the deadly people from the defeated army and launch an assault on Wu Nian."

"As long as we have the determination to die, we will definitely win."

"On the contrary, the Han army won. Will the winner have no desire to relax?"

"We lead the army that will surely die, and attack the army that will defeat the army that will be slackened. We will win every battle."

"Hmm?!!!!" Wu Canglong's suggestion was not beyond the expectations of all households. Their eyes were as bright as stars.

Wanyan Xian turned his head and looked at the defeated army. There were 40,000 or 50,000 people. In the final battle, there were too few people.

But the commando that struggled to break through.

With nine thousand households as the spear and these few people as the backing, they can be invincible and turn the tide.

"I think it's OK. But if we can bring the Slavic cavalry to help, it will increase our chances of victory." Wanyan Xian turned aside his decadence and raised his head with a high spirit. His voice was like a collision of gold and iron, and it was sonorous and powerful.

"Don't mention Slav. I've contacted me. They rejected my suggestion and suggested that I lead my troops back to the Mongolian Yuan to rest."

Wu Canglong shook his head and sighed.

The Slavs were very warlike. However, when they fought in the enemy territory, they were defeated in the decisive battle of the Mongols and Yuan dynasties. The general who led the troops had concerns.

"Don't worry about them. Even if there are no Slavs, our nine thousand households are enough. Organize troops."

Hou Wancheng said in a deep voice.

"Kill Wu Nian and win back all the dignity and strength we have lost."

After saying that, he stood up with the hilt of his waist, and the momentum on his body rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky.

Damn Wu Nian.

Don't be proud.

We haven't lost yet.
Chapter completed!