"Lord Xiaoqi."

Tieniu and Zhang Sheng also walked in from outside and saluted Wu Nian. Wu Nian waved his hands towards them and said, "Go get me some water to wash up."

"Yes." The two of them responded, turned around and left. Not long after, Zhang Sheng came in carrying a washbasin filled with hot water and a face towel.

After Wu Nian washed up, he came to the kitchen.

It's already early for breakfast at this time, but the food is still hot.

Wu Nian was not polite. He sat down and ate until he was seven to eight cents full. He put down his chopsticks and signaled to Zhang Jin with his eyes, and the two of them left the room together.

"Brother, don't think I'm verbose, I'll bring up old things again." The two of them came near the big rock. Wu Nian grabbed the rock with his right hand, jumped up, sat on the rock, looked at Zhang Jin and said.

"Brother, please stop talking. I still say the same thing, you are too young." Zhang Jin waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more.

What happened yesterday really gave him a better understanding of Wu Nian.

Wu Nian is indeed a hero as he thought.

But heroes are useless.

He considers himself a hero, but he has always been a soldier.

"Hey." Wu Nian sighed, but there was nothing he could do. Zhang Jin felt as if he had eaten a scale and became determined. There was nothing he could do.

"Brother, let's talk about Beishan Fort." Zhang Jin walked towards the door, brought a small bench to sit on, raised his head and said to Wu Nian.

"Brother, what advice do you have?" Wu Nian's face became serious, he fell down from the rock and sat on a stone bench.

"Although I am in the mountains, I am very well informed. I estimate that after this autumn, the Mongolian people will go south again on a large scale."

"Last year, although the Chu army barely blocked it, their own vitality was severely damaged. This year, the Meng Yuan people will definitely be able to attack Beishan Fort, and even devour the entire Liaodong."

"I've been to your Beishan Fort. The walls are like a sieve, leaking air everywhere. You are the only one who has been reorganized. There are only two to three thousand soldiers."

"When the time comes, whether you want to run or fight, you have to be prepared."

Zhang Jin reached out and patted Wu Nian's shoulder, speaking seriously.

Wu Nian nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the suggestion, brother, I will consider it."

Wu Nian had actually considered this matter a long time ago.

If the Meng Yuan people really come, it depends on the situation. If there are too many enemy troops, then run away.

Thirty-six strategies are the best.

The art of war passed down from our ancestors is nothing to be ashamed of.

If the enemy army is small, then you can find a way to hold on or even destroy the opponent.

But there is one thing.

Wu Nian did not expect that the Meng Yuan people would be able to attack Beishan Fort this year.

The entire five prefectures and 32 counties in Liaodong are still in the hands of the Chu army. However, Beishan Fort is located very far back.

Can the Mongolians really attack Beishan Fort?

However, people like Zhang Jin will not make mistakes without aim. Besides, he doesn't know much about ancient military operations.

It is better to believe that this matter exists than to believe that it does not exist.

When Wu Nian thought about it, he suddenly felt anxious.

If the Mongols really attack Beishan Fort this year.

"Be prepared for any trouble. It seems that I have to prepare carriages and food for the trip." Wu Nian said again.

"Yes, be prepared." Zhang Jin patted Wu Nian's shoulder again and said with a smile. Immediately, his eyes were bright and energetic, and his voice couldn't stop saying excitedly: "If the Mongolians attack Liaodong, the people will flee.

When the time comes, I will raise my arms and gather my troops, and I will be able to reach the sky in one step."

Wu Nian shook his head helplessly. This could be regarded as different ways and not conspiring with each other.

Dedicated to self-preservation, he stayed under the guard system and steadily rose through the ranks.

Zhang Jin wanted to gather a crowd and accept the Chu State's recruitment, so as to become a general and honor his ancestors.

Let's put this issue aside.

Wu Nian likes Zhang Jin very much. Neither of them is sinister, they have bold personalities and like to make friends.

Wu Nian's heart moved, and he raised his hands and asked: "Brother, although I am a small flag, I don't know how to use soldiers. Can you teach me?"

"Brother, you have asked the right person." Zhang Jin said with a proud look on his face: "Although my family has declined in my generation, my ancestors were once wealthy and had many military books. I know how to march and set up formations, and where to set up camp.

"

"Let me tell you."

Zhang Xian became a teacher and talked endlessly about military matters. Wu Nian couldn't help but be fascinated as he listened. This knowledge was something he urgently needed.

Zhang Jin is really a general, not a simple warrior.

The two of them sat like this, without moving their buttocks from morning to noon.

Until Wang Yang, who had a pockmarked face, rushed over quickly with a serious look on his face.

"Brother, Wang Zhen's people are here." Wang Yang bent over and held his knees with both hands, gasping.

Zhang Jin's dark face was red, and he clenched his fists, looking like he was angry but holding it back.

"Act as planned." Zhang Jin took a deep breath, then waved his hand like a deflated ball.

"Yes." Wang Yang was a little reluctant, but he still responded, turned around and left.

Wu Nian saw something was wrong and asked, "Brother, who really is this king?"

"The bandits are entrenched on the nearby Guilong Mountain. There are about a hundred of them." Zhang Jin sighed, stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and pointed to a hilltop in the northwest.

Wu Nian frowned and said in a deep voice: "If there are bandits around here, our Beishan Fort will definitely know about it. Are they new here?"

This broken place in Liaodong is in chaos.

The imperial court has many soldiers and military households.

There are many mountains, and there are also many bandits caused by the fleeing military households.

Just like Zhang Jin, he was also a bandit in the eyes of the court.

"Yes. He just moved in five days ago." Zhang Jin looked depressed and sighed: "He gave me a slap on the wrist when he came and asked me to hand over a thousand kilograms of grain."

"Brother, do you want to pay?" Wu Nian noticed and frowned.

"Can you not hand it over? They have a hundred men and a few pieces of armor to guard dangerous places. Although I am very capable, I can't defeat a hundred people by myself. They secretly arranged archers and fired cold arrows, so I will hand over my hand."

"On the contrary, our place is just a hilltop, suitable for farming, not a dangerous place. Once the bandits attack at night, we will all be done with it."

Zhang Jin spread his hands and sighed.

"Brother, let's see the joke."

Wu Nian nodded. In ancient times, the so-called enemy of ten thousand people only described a brave person. It does not mean that a strong general can defeat ten thousand people.

Moreover, a general needs a piece of sophisticated armor that cannot be penetrated by arrows.

There must also be quite capable personal soldiers following you around.

In this way, the general can dominate the enemy's formation.

That is to say, "Guan Yu stabbed Yan Liang to death in the midst of thousands of troops." If Guan Yu didn't wear armor and had no soldiers, he wouldn't have been able to stab Yan Liang to death.

Since you can't fight head-on, a sneak attack in the dark is another option.

But Zhang Jin also said that the hilltop occupied by the opponent is difficult to attack and must be easy to defend and difficult to attack.

After Wu Nian thought for a while, he pinched his chin, raised his head and said to Zhang Jin: "Brother, don't be in a hurry to hand over the food. Let's think about it."
Chapter completed!