Both of them are proficient in military affairs. They have been planning to attack Guangyang Mansion a long time ago. How to attack Xingshi Mountain.

The two of them had thought about it countless times and simulated it in their minds countless times.

But there is no answer.

Wu Nian himself was a master of mountain defense. He used Beishan Fort, Mangya Mountain City, etc. to defend against waves of attacks from Jinhuan Mountain.

On Xingshi Mountain, there is water and enough food for one or two years, maybe two years.

There are only two east and west mountain roads that can go up the mountain. There is no foothold for the army at the foot of the mountain, so the army must set up camp elsewhere.

Leaving camp every day to attack Daxingshi Mountain requires walking a long distance.

There is only one way to deal with such a mountain. Surround it and wait for the Mongolian people on the mountain to run out of food.

But the situation of the war, like the face of God, can change at a moment's notice. It was impossible for Wu Nian to send a large army to surround a mountain for two years.

"It seems that you don't have the answer, Zhixing." After thinking for a long time, Wu Nian raised his head and looked at Liu Zhixing, shaking his head with a wry smile.

"No. Only now do I know the difficulties Jin Huanshan was in at that time." Liu Zhixing said with a bitter smile.

The two looked at each other and laughed again.

"Hahaha."

Back then, they were guarding the top of the hill, which really caused Jinhuan Mountain to suffer a lot. Things have changed, and I didn't expect that this day would happen to them.

But on this day, it was really full of flavor.

Offense and defense have changed.

It's a headache for Kou, and now it's a headache for me too.

It is the trouble of happiness.

"Forget it. When fighting a war, you don't need to think too comprehensively. You can make calculations based on changes in the battlefield situation."

"Let's make a rough plan first and send out troops in the autumn when we have enough food. Then when we really want to attack Xingshi Mountain, we will think of a way according to the situation and the local terrain and local conditions."

"If it still doesn't work, let's wait for one more year. I just got Nanhai Mansion, and my strength is still rising."

Wu Nian simply stopped thinking about it and stood with his hands behind his hands, very open-minded.

"The general is right. We Han people are very tough. Even if we cannot secure victory in one fell swoop, we can still wear them down bit by bit."

Liu Zhixing took a deep breath and said excitedly.

The matter ended here. Wu Nian did not stay in the front yard any longer, and went back to the backyard surrounded by his own soldiers.

Continue to be his hands-off shopkeeper, practice martial arts and study, hang out with his wife and concubines, and take care of his children.

Wu Nian did not interfere in politics or military affairs, but his traces were everywhere in politics and military affairs.

The exchanges between students from the Imperial College and Sunzi Imperial College increased Wu Nian's reputation once again, allowing Wu Nian to make up for the last shortcoming.

The heart of a scholar.

Imperial examination.

This thing is the bureaucratic training system. It can continuously cultivate excellent bureaucrats for Wu Nian.

What then spread was the question of whether the earth is round, flat, or square.

In this comfortable atmosphere, summer passes and autumn comes.

Auspicious snow heralds a good year.

This year’s agriculture, everyone’s expectations have been realized.

Great harvest.

The weather is good in the three prefectures of Liaodong. Regardless of whether those who grow rice or wheat, the crops in the fields are full and full.

The farmers' faces were filled with happy smiles. They waved their sickles happily, harvesting the crops in the fields, drying them and storing them.

At the same time, the officials under the Fu Han General's Mansion were like worker ants. No matter how remote the mountain village was, they could not stop them. They collected the food bit by bit, and sent it to the government offices of the three prefectures as if they were open to all rivers.

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Jiang County, Jinghai County, and Ke County stored food, and the granaries of the three counties were quickly filled.

In fact, Yingqing Prefecture is not a grain-producing area; Nanhai Prefecture and Guangchuan Prefecture are grain-producing areas.

The newly purchased Nanhai Mansion is a big fat piece of meat, providing fresh blood to the Fuhan General Mansion.

The autumn harvest is full of food, which is a signal.

Although Wu Nian did not issue a formal order, the soldiers throughout the Three Prefectures took the initiative to prepare for the war.

Jiang County.

Tieniu was transferred back to Jiang County, and the main camp was on a hill outside the county. Tens of thousands of elite soldiers conducted strict and standardized training here.

Last year, Tieniu Guards fought against Meng Yuan Wanhu, and some soldiers were killed or injured. Besides, every year, soldiers also died due to illness or other reasons.

Today is a day off.

Few of the soldiers in Tieniu Camp rested in their tents. Instead, they did some things, such as repairing their jackets, maintaining their weapons, etc.

The atmosphere in the army was very strange.

Huang Yun is a soldier who just joined the army this year. He has been in the army for six months and is twenty-two years old. But he has been married for ten years and has four children. The eldest son is seven years old.

There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and the greatest is not having heirs. He has a son, a field at home, cattle for farming, brothers, parents, mother-in-law, and son, so he doesn’t need to worry about him.

He then joined the army with a steel sword, not seeking a wife and son, but a quick kill.

The Meng Yuan dog who killed his mother's dog.

However, he was indeed a new recruit and did not know much about all aspects. He felt that the atmosphere in the camp was very strange recently, so he came to Zhang Sui, a veteran of his team, and asked: "Old Zhang, what's going on in the camp these days?"

Something's wrong, what's going on?"

Zhang Song is a four-year veteran with countless wounds on his body. He almost died several times, but in the end he survived tenaciously.

He was squatting on the ground sharpening a knife. The knife was sharp and bright. After hearing this, he raised the steel knife in his hand and looked at it again. His old face was clearly reflected on the knife.

I was not that old when I joined the army. I have been injured and bled over the years, and I have aged a lot.

After watching for a while, he turned to Huang Yun and said, "That's murderous intent. There's going to be a war. Everyone has murderous intent."

"Many of our soldiers lost their lives because of the Mongolians. They want to drink blood, drink the blood of the Mongolians."

"Huh? There's going to be a war? The general didn't give the order, so why is there going to be a war?" Huang Yun was taken aback and didn't believe it.

"Why, are you scared? But it's no wonder, you are a new recruit after all." Zhang Song chuckled and teased.

"Who said I was afraid? I joined the army and never thought about returning alive." Huang Yun felt that he was insulted, blushed and said harshly.

"Okay, okay. I'm just teasing you." Zhang Song rolled his eyes at Huang Yun. This guy was too serious to take a joke. Then, a deep look flashed in his eyes.

He said: "Since the general raised his troops to conquer the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, which year has he not fought? Which year has he not demanded retribution?"

"A hundred battles, big and small, left bodies and bones piled high."

"But the blood of us Han people has not been shed yet."

"There are still people like you joining the army."

"The Meng Yuan people are not dead either."

"How can the war end?"

"Now that we have enough troops, of course we have to show our claws and claws. Listen and feel it. Although there is no order, there is murderous intent everywhere in the wind and on the mountain."

"Kill his mother to death."

"Hahaha."

At the end of the sentence, Zhang Song stood up with the steel knife in his hand and laughed wildly. His face was as crazy as a demon, like a ferocious beast.

Only blood can calm him down.
Chapter completed!