"Don't be afraid, you will win!"

Wang Yuan turned around, wiped off Hu Mengying's pretty face and comforted her softly.

"Um!"

With his fingertips streaked across his pretty face, Hu Mengying's delicate body trembled, and he plucked up the courage and said, "Young Master, I..."

"I know you're scared!"

Wang Yuan sighed: "I'm not afraid of you making jokes, but I'm actually afraid too!"

Hu Mengying was surprised: "Young master, you are afraid too!"

Wang Yuan raised his finger and said silently: "Shh, don't be so loud. It's heard by people. I, the military advisor, are also scared. I will put my face there!"

Puchi!

Hu Mengying smiled and said, "I thought the young master was not afraid of heaven and earth!"

"I'm afraid of so many things, but you just don't know!"

Wang Yuan changed his tone: "Do you have something to say to me?"

"Uh...no, no!"

Hu Mengying quickly lowered her head, and just raised her courage, but it had disappeared!

Wang Yuan said: "Then go back to bed quickly!"

"oh!"

Hu Mengying lowered her head and pursed her lips, moved out of the room step by step, and ran away like she was flying out of the door!

"Hey, girls are just timid, they are so scared that they can't sleep when they fight!"

Wang Yuan yawned, slept until dawn in his dream, and woke up instinctively!

The big tiger and the second tiger are waiting in front of the door, and the black-armored veteran has already left!

Hu Mengying, a boy from Dawang Village, and the old Feizhuang stove households are all waiting in the front yard!

Their eyes were full of worry, but no one said it!

Wang Yuan waved his hand and said nothing, and took the big tiger and the two tigers and their group left!

In the yard, there were sobs and crying sounds, and many people could no longer bear it!

Hu Mengying's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her nails were pinching her palms!

These days, I have been brainwashing the messenger these days, and I am not afraid of the deserted people!

But on the day of the war, I remembered that 20,000 soldiers fought against 100,000 cavalrymen.

No one can think of how to win!

"God blesses, blesses the young master to win the battle, blesses the young master to return safely!"

Hu Mengying clasped her hands together and piled up piously in the yard!

Bang bang bang bang!

Lao Feizhuang’s stove owner kowtowed directly!

After going to Beiying for a tour, Wang Yuan led a group of soldiers to the city wall.

Along the way, many people in the city stood by the roadside, looking at the complex expressions.

"Do you think this battle will be won?"

"That's all, I will definitely win. The Young Marshal has defeated King Tu Nan before!"

"King Tu Nan is old, and now he has wet his shoes even when he is urinating while he is urinating. I can't do it anymore!"

"Yes, the young marshal is recruiting the Black Armored Army again, and it is easy to defeat them!"

Brainwashed by the command of Wang Yuan’s troops, many people in the city were full of confidence in this battle!

"But I heard that there are 100,000 cavalrymen in the desert, only 20,000 soldiers in our city, and only 2,000 cavalrymen!"

"One cavalry blocks eight stairs, and the cavalry is much more powerful than the infantry. No infantry agrees to the cavalry!"

"The Black Armored Army has been fighting for so many years, but there is no more left. It has been disbanded by the court again. How many signs can the young marshal have in less than half a month?"

"It's okay to defend the city and wait for reinforcements. If you go out of the city rashly, you will lose the decisive battle!"

"Do you know that this plan was made by a scholar? Now that scholar is a military advisor, he will command blindly without fighting a war!"

"I definitely didn't lose this battle!"

Many of the families of officials who did not leave the city were worried!

They are knowledgeable and unlike the common soldiers, they believe in others' words, they all have their own opinions.

...

Jiushan County Government Office!

The prefect Zhang Han sat in the lobby, his official uniform was neatly worn, and his heart was filled with all his heart.

Not long after, an aide rushed over!

Zhang Han said, "How is the matter arranged!"

"Go back to Master, Madam, Young Master, the furniture you have saved over the years was sent out of the city half a month ago. Now you have arrived in your hometown safely!"

The staff member whispered: "Master, are you really not leaving?"

"Let's go, how can I go!"

Zhang Han smiled bitterly: "I am the prefect of the imperial court. If the city of Jiushan County is broken, I will be punished for death. If I surrender to the deserter, my wife and children will be killed by the court, and even the nine clans will suffer. Now I can only wait for the city to break and take poison, and be loyal to the court, and I can still be posthumously sealed!"

The staff frowned and said, "It's all Wang Yuan. If he hadn't commanded randomly and bewitched the young marshal from the city to fight with King Tu Nan, we might not have been defeated by the deserted people by relying on the city. The scholar who talks about war on paper is really a misleading country and the people!"

"There is no way. The young marshal was bewitched by him. He gave him the gold medal arrow. Who dares to object!"

Zhang Han gritted his teeth and changed his subject: "How many people are left in the county in the city?"

The staff raised their eyebrows: "Apart from the Wang family, all the county-rival clans have left, now only the poor people left by Wang Yuan are left in the city!"

"Wang family, he really believes that Wuling and Wang Yuan can win!"

Zhang Han sneered and waved his hand: "Sir, you should leave too, otherwise when Wuling is defeated, the deserted people will break the city and you will not be able to leave even if you want to!"

"Dongweng, take care of yourself!"

The staff clasped their fists and retreated.

The government office became more and more noisy, and Zhang Han couldn't help but shout, "Come on, what's going on?"

A police officer came in to report: "Returning to the Taitai Nationality, the Tongzhi returned from the county and brought hundreds of cows, and was about to send them to the military camp!"

Zhang Han waved his hand and waited until the police station went down, and frowned: "This Yan Fugu really listened to Tong Sheng's words, so he could do something very convenient. When Wuling defeated the city later, whatever he did was futile!"

...

Commander's mansion!

"Have you packed up your things, go out of the city and rushed to Kyoto for refuge!

Xue Pan didn't sleep in today, and commanded his personal soldiers and prepared to escape!

The accompanying staff said, "Young Master, we are leaving like this. Jiushan County is lost. As the commander, you are a serious crime. Even if you return to Kyoto, you will not be able to end up losing. You might as well wait and see if the young marshal and the military advisor can reverse the situation!"

"Not even a god can win if he fights 20,000 or 100,000! I really think that Wuling will win every battle. As for military advisor Wang Yuan, a scholar who talks about war on paper, if Wuling doesn't believe in him, he can still defend him for a while. If he believes in his decisive battle, he will definitely lose!"

Xue Pan smiled coldly: "In the past, I would die if I returned to Beijing, but now with Wang Yuan and Wuling, they can be scapegoats. At most, I will be demoted. Let's go!"

Carriages drove out of the commander's mansion and traveled far away from the southern city!

At the south gate, a carriage with a word "white" also drove out of Jiushan County!

In the car, the woman in purple frowned: "You don't think they will win at all. If you believe they will win, you won't leave now!"

"Beauties, I think they will win, but it depends on others and the success is in heaven!"

Bai Feifei smiled slightly: "There is no foolproof in this world, so I will not use my life to bet on this game with them! We are waiting for news outside the city. If they win, we will return to the city immediately. If God's will is difficult to violate, we will go south to the city."

The woman in purple said nothing, and her heart flew to the north of the city, waiting nervously.

...

Unlike these people who left, more people are really nervous and waiting!

Wang Haitian was so rare that he didn't drink alcohol. He soaked a pot of tea and twisted the tea cup, looking out to the north of the city.

Unlike others, he believed from the bottom of his heart that the little brother could win!

Because he knew that my little brother was not a pedantic person and would not joke about his own life!

If he is not sure, he will not stay!

But he couldn't figure out how that little brother would win!

Wang Chonglou, with two dark circles, ignited three incense sticks and pierced them into the incense burner: "God, if you bless Wuling and Uncle Yuan's battle, I, Wang Chonglou, can make an oath to not go to the railing for three years!"
To be continued...