"What about these women, children and young children?"
Fan Tong saw the four or five hundred Tartar family members who were being guarded in the earthen stronghold.
"These are the Tartar hostages, including the family of the Tartar leader, King Zhelan. They are our shield!"
Zhao Muyun did not hide anything.
"You captured the family of King Zhelan?" Fan Tong exclaimed in shock. "Sergeant Zhao, this information is extremely important. I must return to Shuozhou immediately to report to the master!"
"Then...what should we do? Does Lord Fan have any instructions?" Zhao Muyun asked.
Yang Jian died in the battle, and Zhong Dahu is nowhere to be found. Who does Zhao Muyun report to and who does he follow in his orders?
"This...this I don't know either. But before the master gives the next order, I suggest you continue to stay here." After Fan Tong said this, he turned around and was about to leave.
Zhao Muyun thought for a moment, called Fan Tong and reminded him:
"Guard Fan, please tell Lord Fan that in my current condition, I can only hold out for three days at most!"
"Also, my personal suggestion is that if Lord Fan wants to turn defeat into victory, he must take advantage of the Tartar army's unstable morale and fight a quick victory."
As the Tartars are still unaware of the specific strength of Zhao Muyun's troops, and the royal court has been attacked, causing chaos to King Zhelan's entire army, Fan Nan must take this opportunity to organize various troops to counterattack.
Otherwise, when Zhao Muyun can no longer hold on and has to give up the Zishui Valley, Fan Nan will never have a chance to turn the situation around.
"There is no time to lose. I will report to the master now."
After Fan Tong hurried away, Zhao Muyun called Tang Yanhai and Wang Tiezhu over, his face solemn:
"Old Tang, Zhuzi, the situation has changed. You two teams of scouts must infiltrate further and learn about the movements of the Tartars from Jingbian Military Town to Shuozhou City."
Tang Yanhai and Wang Tiezhu nodded solemnly.
They naturally had an impression of Fan Tong, as he was the guard of the high-ranking official in the capital who had been in Black Camel Mountain before.
He actually came to see Zhao Muyun, there must be something very important.
"We have to fight again!"
Zhao Muyun looked at the two men and said, "If you win, you two can at least become centurions! If you lose, we brothers will probably be buried here!"
"Boss Zhao, we will definitely win! The three Wuhuan women are still waiting for me to sleep with them!" Tang Yanhai grinned, and the scar on his face looked hideous and terrifying.
"Brother Zhao, no matter whether you win or lose, I, Wang Tiezhu, will always be with you. I will die with no regrets!"
"Good brother!"
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