"Forget it. Now that you've decided, let's move forward bravely." Wu Nian shook his head to get rid of the anxiety in his heart. Then he stood up and tied his hair into a ponytail with a blue ribbon.

Then he came to the side, took out the steel knife, and walked out of the tent.

"General!"

A group of soldiers responsible for guarding all lowered their heads and saluted.

"I'll go over there to practice my sword skills for a while." Wu Nian nodded and walked towards a big tree next to him. The group of soldiers immediately divided into two teams, one of which followed Wu Nian and walked over.

Be alert all around.

"Huh!!!" When he came to the shadow, Wu Nian held a steel knife. After taking a deep breath, his eyes suddenly sharpened and he began to show off his knife skills.

Muscle is not built overnight.

As his body became stronger and stronger, Wu Nian's sword skills became more and more powerful.

While the soldiers around him were on guard, they looked at Wu Nian who was practicing his sword from time to time. Their eyes were full of respect and they thought to themselves.

"The general's sword skills are fierce and sharp. If it were me, I probably wouldn't be able to take a single blow."

"The general's physique is really different from ordinary people. He is worthy of being a hero who can compete with Wan Yanxian."

After Wu Nian performed a set of sword skills, he was sweating profusely. Taking this opportunity, he also conducted freehand training to strengthen his body.

But enough is enough, after all, we will break out tomorrow.

After waiting, Wu Nian called to his soldiers and went back to the tent. He ate wheat cakes and eggs to replenish energy and protein.

This protein is not for free. He will be stronger tomorrow than he is today.

In this calmness, time gradually passed. Soon the sun was setting and the day was coming to an end.

Something happened at the west camp gate.

The militiamen guarding the gate of the camp did not slack off. Their eyes were as wide as bells and their ears were pricked up, listening to voices from all directions.

Someone heard the noise immediately.

"There's a voice!!!" a militiaman's expression changed and he shouted.

"Alert!!!" The cry caused a chain reaction, and the officers shouted. The archers drew their bows full circle, sweating like rain.

After all, he was a newly recruited soldier, so he was extremely nervous.

"Don't shoot arrows. I'm an old man." Behind a big tree where the militiamen couldn't see, a gray-haired old man in black shouted loudly.

"Old man?!"

The militiamen were stunned for a moment. Then the officers immediately reacted. There were their sentries nearby. I dare not say anything else, but it was impossible for the large-scale Mongolian soldiers to reach the camp gate easily.

But it is possible for an old man to fumble his way up without being discovered.

"Put down your bows and arrows." An officer called to the militiamen, and then said loudly: "Old man, come out, we won't let go of your arrows."

"Yes." The old man in black responded and walked out from behind the big tree with some fear.

After seeing this scene, the officer felt relieved and asked: "Old man, this is the residence of General Wu Gong, who assisted the Han Dynasty. Now General Wu is fighting with the Mongolian people. It is very dangerous. How did you get here? I sent someone

Let's escort you down, lest the checkpoints on the road shoot you to death."

"I know this is General Wu's military camp. I have something to report." Seeing their good attitude, the old man couldn't help but let go a little, clasped his fists and said loudly.

"Have something to report? Do you have any information? You can tell me." The officer was stunned for a moment and asked immediately. He was very serious.

Many of the intelligence networks here in Wu Nian come from mountain people.

This old man is definitely not a spy.

But it is also possible to obtain information by accident.

"I can't say. This news is very important. I can only tell General Wu." The old man said seriously.

The officer frowned slightly, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay. Come here, I'll put down the basket and let you come up."

The door cannot be opened.

"Yes." The old man's face showed joy and he walked up. Soon after, the old man sat on the gondola and staggered up to the camp gate. The officer took him into the military camp. Finally, a soldier of Wu Nian took him

The old man entered the tent.

"Old man, I am Wu Nian. What information do you have? You can tell me directly. If it is true, I will not treat you badly." Wu Nian put on a green dress and sat upright on a small bench. His hair was also done.

After a moment, he looked like a general instead of a bandit.

"I never thought about the reward. General Wu raised troops to fight against the Mongols. I admire him very much." The old man saw that Wu Nian was so kind, and he became even more bold. He first clasped his fists and said, and then said: "Old man, my name is Chen

Shantu lives in Chenjia Village. Yesterday I went to collect herbs near Hulu Valley and saw a group of Mongolian soldiers in a remote place. I didn't dare to look too much, but I guess there were quite a few of them."

"I don't know if this is useful, but I thought it wouldn't be a bad thing even if it was useless. So I came to see General Wu."

"Calabash Valley?!!!!" Wu Nian's eyes flashed, and his face became extremely serious.

According to the report from the spies, there are some gaps in the encirclement of four thousand households. Hulu Valley is one of them. I choose to break out from the direction of Hulu Valley tomorrow.

This old man suddenly appeared in front of me.

Is this news true? Or false?

If it is fake, then it must be a smoke screen set by Meng Yuan Wanhu to let me choose to break out from another direction.

If it is true.

Then Meng Yuan Wanhu set a trap in the direction of Hulu Valley to ambush me.

Want to eat me.

Both of these are possible.

what do I do?

For a moment, Wu Nian hesitated. He had no choice but to confront four Mongolian and Yuan households and lure them to gather their troops.

This is inherently a tightrope walk, and it is a tightrope walk in a strong wind. If you are not careful, you will fall to your death.

Wu Nian made this decision with his bravery, but the pressure was still great. Now he is at a crossroads again.

If his judgment is wrong, then the 20,000 to 30,000 people on the mountain, the elite soldiers of two thousand households, and the militia of four thousand households will be killed by the Mongolian people, with rivers of blood flowing and corpses scattered everywhere.

To be a general.

If there is even the slightest mistake, you will be defeated and killed.

Seeing Wu Nian's meditative expression, the old man became a little afraid. He grunted, swallowed, and bent over carefully.

Wu Nian's eyes flashed and he suddenly said: "Old man, I have something to ask you. If I offend you in any way, please don't take offense."

After saying that, Wu Nian asked: "Old man, when did your parents die? How old were you when they died?"

The old man was surprised, and then said without thinking: "Report to the general. My father has been dead for twenty-five years, and he was sixty-two years old when he died."

"My mother has been dead for eighteen years. She was sixty-five years old when she died."

"You have lived for more than sixty years, which is considered a long life." Wu Nian nodded and said.

"Yes. It's joy and mourning." The old man nodded with a slight smile on his face.

"Do you still remember what your parents like to eat?" Wu Nian asked again.

"My father doesn't seem to like anything in particular, just a sip of old wine. My mother likes to eat ribs, but she has been suffering from it all her life. She has never had a few bites." The old man replied without thinking. He seemed to be lost in memories, his face

There was a sad look on his face.

He was still a little confused, why would the general ask me this?
Chapter completed!