"Squeak..."

When the city gate of Xicheng slowly opened, Wu Keshan, who had been waiting outside, couldn't help but be overjoyed. He raised the scimitar in his hand high and shouted loudly: "The warriors of Korqin, the city gate has been opened. Now it's time to harvest the fruits. Everyone follows me!"

"Run!"

With the sound of horse hooves, a Mongolian cavalry instigated a war horse and rushed into the city gate...

In the afternoon, the battle officially ended.

Wu Keshan stood proudly in the hall of the palace with many corpses lying on his face, looking around, and he spitted at Prince Karu who was kneeling in front of him and said in contempt: "Bah... this is also called a palace. Any gentry in Jiangnan who picked a mansion and came out better than this. I really don't know where you are from, but you dare to call yourself a palace."

Karu, who was kneeling on the ground, looked purple and wanted to argue a few words, but at this moment, he had already lost his courage and could only hum and stop talking after a few hums.

Looking at Prince Karu who was hanging his head and silently, Wu Keshan felt a burst of joy.

Since he followed Yang Feng, he has been following the Jiangning Army to make a fuss. He never had the opportunity to lead troops independently. Some people secretly said that he had relied on his own girl and aunt to make a living by making a living.

Although Yang Feng did not treat him badly, both equipment and treatment were no different from Jiang Ningjun, it was a lie to say that Wu Keshan was not angry. He was so angry that he had long wanted to prove himself. So he knew that he was just a gangster, but he took on this task without complaints, in order to prove to others that he was not a nepotism to make a living.

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and a Mongolian soldier walked in quickly and said happily: "Taiji, our people found a warehouse in the palace and found a lot of gold, silver and jewelry. The commander of the thousand-man sent me to report to you. What should we do?"

"What else can I do?"

Wu Keshan glared at him.

"When I came, the Marquis had said a long time ago that the things seized from the expedition were handed over 40% of the things seized on this expedition were all ours. What trouble did this guy An Salu come up with? Go back and tell him that 40% of the things should be handed over. If he dares to do something privately, let me know, don't blame me for being rude to him!"

"clear!"

Seeing Wu Keshan getting angry, the Mongolian soldier was also startled and ran away quickly.

"This bastard!"

Wu Keshan snorted lightly, and he naturally knew what his subordinates thought. The Korqin tribe had been poor for too long. Although the Korqin tribe had long been different from the past since he relied on the big tree of Yangfeng, the Mongolian soldiers who were used to being poor still found it difficult to get rid of the problem of scraping the ground in the past.

Although Yang Feng Camp promised that the capture of this expedition would only require 40% of the amount, even 40% was a large amount, so I naturally couldn't bear it. Anyway, they were all their people, and only they knew how much they were greedy. In this case, some people naturally became greedy.

However, Wu Keshan was not as shallow as the commander. He knew very well that this expedition was both a challenge and an opportunity for him. As long as he could do his job well, he could truly integrate into the Jiangning Army group.

On the contrary, if he intercepted all the seizures in private, maybe Yang Feng wouldn't say anything after he knew it, but he was sure that his future might end here. Maybe Yang Feng would find an excuse to rush back to Korqin after a while, that was to pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon.

Wu Keshan, who has seen the world of flowers in the Ming Dynasty, is unwilling to return to the Korqin grassland. Although the water and grass there are still lush, the winter there is really hard to bear. The biting cold wind can blow into people's bones. If anyone wants to go to such a ghost place, he will not want to go back anyway.

After pondering for a while, Wu Keshan turned his gaze to Karu who was kneeling on the ground. This time he was able to capture Apari and capture the enemy chief alive. This contribution must be quite significant, but he always felt that it was not enough. It would be great if he could find any treasure.

After following Yang Feng for so long, Wu Keshan also heard about some of Yang Feng's hobbies. In addition to not paying much attention to women's beauty, his favorite hobby is to collect antique treasures. If he could find some rare things for him to give, he would definitely be very happy.

Thinking of this, Wu Keshan couldn't help but look at Karu with a hint of hideousness...

Lavag

In a hall that temporarily acted as a conference hall, Yang Feng smiled and said to the generals sitting on both sides: "Everyone, I just received the good news from Wu Keshan. He had taken Apari down and captured Karu, the second son of Luzon. Wu Keshan also asked to continue attacking Quezon City in the good news. I wonder what you think?"

The generals were not too surprised to hear that Wu Keshan had taken Apari so quickly. According to the news they received, although the Luzon garrison stationed at Apari had more than 3,000 people, most of them were poorly equipped and neglected to train. It was not very difficult to capture Apari with the strength of Wu Keshan and the 3,000 Mongolian cavalry under his command.

However, many people opposed Wu Keshan's request to continue to attack Quezon City.

Geng Bingyi stood up and bowed to Yang Feng, "Marty, Quezon City is different from Apari. It is a transition from Luzon. According to the information we inquired, their king Karim has more than 20,000 troops stationed there, and Quezon City is not a small town like Apari with a wall of only two meters high.

The walls of Quezon City are as high as five feet high, with at least 200,000 people in the city. It is almost impossible to take down such a wall with the 3,000 cavalry under Wu Keshan's command. Therefore, I think this matter should be discussed for a long time."

"Additional discussion on humble posts!"

"I think so too."

The generals agreed with Geng Bingyi's words. Everyone was used to fighting wars. They were all old corpses who were easy to fight and difficult to fight. These people were all clear. And they also knew that the reason why Wu Keshan said he wanted to continue to march towards Quezon City was just to express his determination to Yang Feng.

Wu Keshan can say this, but Yang Feng cannot give such an order, otherwise he would be a joke about the lives of his soldiers. As one of the chief generals under Yang Feng, Geng Bingyi naturally had to stand up and remind him in time.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "Old Geng is right. We have just arrived in Luzon and have not yet established a stable foothold. In addition, the road in Luzon is too poor to support large-scale transportation of logistics supplies. It is not advisable to launch large-scale combat within at least three to four months.

Let's do this, pass on the orders of this marquis to let Wu Keshan defend Apari and not fight without authorization. In addition, let Cao Wenzhao and Cao Bianjiao lead their troops to Apari to help Wu Keshan defend the city together to prevent the Luzons from counterattacking."

"I will obey the order!"
Chapter completed!