"Gather the civil servants in the army and those who can write. In my name, write a letter to Qin Zhen. I swear in the name of Yan Han that if he is willing to surrender the city, I will not kill him.

He only reduced him to a commoner."

Wu Nian turned around and said to a soldier on his right.

"yes."

The soldier was surprised, but he quickly realized what he was doing and left with a loud voice.

The soldiers are all confidants, not outsiders. One of the soldiers boldly said to Wu Nian: "General, you used to catch the county magistrate who served as an official for the Mongolian people, the county magistrate, and the Han people's commander-in-chief. They all have the same word."

.kill."

"Why let Qin Zhen go?"

"This time is different. If I can get Anding County, then it will be equivalent to getting Huanglong Prefecture. And if I get Huanglong Prefecture, the 30,000 households in Guangyang Prefecture will be unable to support themselves. Expelling the Tartars and regaining Liaodong. We Han people may

One hundred thousand fewer people will die."

"For the sake of the lives of these 100,000 Han people, I can make some concessions."

"If he dares to offer the city, I will spare him."

"But I don't think he will. My credibility has always been good. But shady people often use a shady perspective to figure out a person. Qin Zhen won't believe what I say."

Wu Nian shook his head and explained patiently to the soldiers.

The soldiers were even more surprised and looked at each other. The brave soldier subconsciously said: "Since Qin Zhen will not surrender, didn't the general do a useless job?"

There was a "pop". The soldier slapped himself, lowered his head and said, "General, you villain is talking too much."

Although Wu Nian led the troops and was very friendly to the soldiers, and they were personal soldiers. But there was a difference between the top and the bottom. This personal soldier regretted what he just said.

"It doesn't matter." Wu Nian said pleasantly. Then he patiently explained: "I am not writing this letter to Qin Zhen. I am writing it to the Meng Yuan people."

"In the past, many Han people either opened the city gates or helped me attack the city. Zhao Yanting is the biggest example. So Chunyuan dissolved ten thousand Han households and only trusted the Mongolian people."

"Now that I have written this letter, what will the Mongolian people in the city think of Qin Town?"

"If you are lucky, maybe the Meng Yuan people will act in advance and tie up Qin Zhen. That would be great. They have weakened their own strength."

Speaking of this, Wu Nian couldn't help but show a little smile in his eyes.

Mongolian and Yuan people, Han people.

They can be combined temporarily. But like oil and water, they cannot blend together. They have too many weaknesses.

The Fuhan General's Mansion is different.

Even in Zhao Yanting, he still has basic trust.

"That's it." The soldiers suddenly realized, with admiration on their faces. As expected of a general, he could think of this.

The letter written to Qin Zhen was actually meant for the Meng Yuan people to read.

What is this.

By the way, Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was intended for Pei Gong.

It is not difficult to build a large camp with five thousand households of warriors. Among five thousand households of warriors, the bureaucracy is extremely large.

There are people who can write.

Writing a letter is not difficult.

Soon, Wu Nian's military camp was built. Wu Nian also rode into the military camp, came to the Chinese army tent, took off his armor, drank water, ate something, and lay down to rest.

On such a hot day, it is very uncomfortable to ride a horse while wearing armor.

After Wu Nian rested for a while, a soldier came in from outside, clasped his fists and saluted: "General, we have prepared a thousand arrows."

"Let Feng Chong lead the men into the city. I want to take a nap. Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do." Wu young man waved his hand lightly and closed his eyes.

"Yes." The soldier responded respectfully, then glanced at Wu Nian and walked out quietly.

"Ta-ta-ta!!!!"

After a while, Feng Chong led five hundred light cavalry and fought out from the gate of the camp. Each man carried two arrows and rode his horse to the bottom of the city.

"Brothers, although it is not difficult, you still have to be careful and try your best to ensure that the letter is delivered." After Feng Chong gave the order, he drew his bow and shot an arrow himself, and shot an arrow to the top of the city.

"Whoosh whoosh!!!" Five hundred light cavalrymen bent their bows and set arrows, and also sent the arrow message up. Arrows rained down like rain for a while.

But the Mongolian Yuan veterans on the city were shocked by this. From such a long distance, arrows shot up had no lethality.

What are these people doing?

Feng Chong didn't care about the astonishment of the Mongolian veteran. After shooting the arrow message, he put away his bow, led his light cavalry and returned to the military camp.

He said loudly to his brothers: "Brothers, you have been working hard on this march. Go back and have a good rest."

On the city, some Mongol veterans soon noticed that the arrows on the ground were different.

"Is it a letter?" A veteran of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty bent down and picked up the arrow. He took a letter from the arrow and opened it to read, but it recognized him, but he did not recognize it.

In the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, 99% of the people did not know Chinese characters.

A centurion was literate. When he opened the letter, his expression suddenly changed, and he reported it.

Not long after, a dozen Mongolian and Yuan officials were sitting in a living room in the military building in the south of the city, some were captains of thousands and some were civil servants.

They didn't have ten thousand households, so they were led by a commander of thousands whose Chinese name was Cheng Lian.

Cheng Lian is forty years old this year. He has just retired from active service. He is blind in one eye. He is not in good health and often falls ill. However, he has a majestic face, a burly figure, and is still very explosive.

"What do you think?" Cheng Lian touched the armrests of the Grand Master's chair with both hands and asked in a deep voice.

"Although it is unlikely, we have to guard against it. After all, Wu Nian is very powerful. He hates the officials who surrendered to the Meng Yuan Dynasty. What about Qin Zhen? I heard that Qin Zhen is like a man on his back, and he is always afraid.

Wu Nian is in power. Now that Wu Nian has taken the initiative to propose such conditions, there is no guarantee that he will not be tempted."

"The Qin family has a strong power in Anding County. If he suddenly attacks, he might really be able to overthrow Anding County. I heard that in Haitian City, there are people who cooperate with each other inside and outside. That's why Wei Ru defeated the city so easily. No one in the Han people can be trusted.

.”

A Mongolian Yuan official said in a deep voice.

"You are right. It is better to believe in the loyalty of the Han people than to believe in the sword in our hands."

"Yes. We should take a preemptive strike and take Qin Zhen into custody."

Mongolian and Yuan officials all agreed, but some people opposed it.

"But everyone, Qin Zhen is the prince's confidant. When the prince left Anding County, he told him to guard the city. Will the prince get any trouble if we do this?"

"That happened before. The prince doesn't know that Wu Nian wrote such a letter to Qin Zhen. We will talk about it later. Preserving the city is the first priority."

Although there were different opinions, they were quickly refuted.

This leaves one final opinion.

Let’s put Qin Zhen away first.
Chapter completed!