Inside the Chinese military tent.

The generals were still on the way. Wei Ru came to the Taishi chair on the right and sat down, looking tired.

"How's Polu doing?" Wu Nian asked.

Wei Ru's reaction was a little slow, and she cheered up and said, "His injury is not serious." After that, she earnestly gave Wu Nian a fist salute and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving your life."

Wei Polu did not hide the situation at that time and told her everything.

Although she sent Wei Polu to support Wu Nian, the life-saving grace was genuine.

However, Wu Nian was not satisfied and said softly: "He is my nephew. How can I save my life?"

Wei Ruxia's cheeks fluttered and he lowered his head slightly.

Wu Nian's eyes were full of smiles and he said: "Besides, I didn't ask about his injuries. I asked about him on the battlefield."

"I want to ask, what is he doing now? Is he in charge of the army? Is he calm?"

After a pause, Wu Nian continued: "After the Battle of Huanglong, he will be the commander-in-chief of the Haitian Army."

Wei Ru's face was as red as an apple, but he soon returned to normal. He nodded and said: "He and Wei Qianhu are in charge of the army now. He has been familiar with military books since he was a child, and Wei Qianhu is assisting him. It's more

Take it easy.”

"Yeah." Wu Qingqing nodded lightly and felt relieved.

What a good seedling.

A future general.

"Don't worry about leaving the military to him. I'm fine here. You were injured, but you took care of me for two days. When the military meeting is over, go back and rest."

Wu Nian said softly.

"Yeah." Wei Ru hummed.

The two of them were talking like this until there was the sound of horse hoofbeats. Then Wang Gui walked in from the outside. After seeing Wu Nian, his face showed joy and asked: "Your Majesty, your face looks very good.

."

"Yeah. I slept for two days and it's nothing serious."

Wu Nian smiled and nodded.

Wang Gui nodded and beamed with joy. This is good. Although the Huanglong War was won, Liaodong was liberated and the goal of expelling the Tartars was also achieved.

But if there are any shortcomings in the king of Han, then the gains outweigh the losses.

Immediately, the generals came in one after another from outside. Everyone who came in expressed their concern for Wu Nian. After the last Feng Chong arrived.

Generals from 110,000 households gathered together.

"The battle of Huanglong depends on your fighting with your life to succeed. I would like to thank you here. Later, I will send someone back to the court. Let the cabinet ministers reward you according to your merits."

Wu Nian put aside his affection for his son and daughter, held his head high and held his chest high. Although his face was still a little pale, his eyes were shining brightly and he was so majestic.

"The king's words are serious. This is what we should do." Wang Gui led the generals and saluted Wu Nian with a cup of fist.

Although he said this, the generals had more or less expectations for rewards based on merit. Feng Chong in particular was elated.

Wu Nian took another look at Zhao Yanting who remained calm and nodded in his mind.

It's a good idea to start with a discussion of merit and reward.

Learned the art of literature and martial arts, and brought goods to the emperor's family.

This group of people have different personalities, different abilities, and different pursuits. They should be rewarded based on their merits and can take care of everyone.

After a while, Wu Nian asked Wang Guidao: "General Wang, I heard that while I am sleeping, you will be in charge."

"What are the battle losses of each department?"

Wang Gui was well prepared and replied calmly: "Report to the king. After statistics from each department, 42,622 people died."

"Some seriously injured people are still being treated, and the death toll will continue to rise."

"There are 3,250 soldiers who are disabled and can no longer fight."

Wu Nian was silent for a moment, and then sighed quietly. Eleven soldiers from ten thousand households, hundreds of thousands of troops.

Fifty thousand casualties.

What shocking battle losses.

These are not just numbers, they are all hot-blooded men. They also include the Huotou Army who should not have gone to the battlefield in the first place.

Although at least 100,000 enemies were wiped out, and ten generals from the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties were killed, as well as a prince. But after all, I felt heartbroken.

Wu Nian sighed and said to Wang Gui: "If the deceased can be identified, burn the body and send the ashes back to his hometown."

"Family members of the deceased and disabled will receive generous compensation."

"I couldn't identify who it was and buried it on the spot."

"In addition, this time the Huo Tou army will be rewarded for their deaths and injuries based on their merits. They are the same as ordinary soldiers."

"They risked their lives to follow me. I can't treat them badly."

"Yes." Wang Gui responded without any objection and respectfully clasped his fists.

After understanding the casualties, Wu Nian had an idea of ​​the remaining troops. After pondering for a while, Wu Nian raised his head and asked the generals: "Meng Yuan's vitality is seriously injured. With our current strength, do you think we can take advantage of the opportunity to attack?"

How about Meng Yuan?”

"Take into account Sushun's 30,000-strong army."

"Speak freely without any worries."

The faces of all the generals changed. Some looked worried, while others were gearing up.

This military discussion.

There is really no moisture at all.

All are dry goods.

Reward according to merit and provide pension to soldiers.

Later national goals were determined.

Recover Liaodong and expel the Tartars.

They have been calling for this goal for more than ten years. Now that they have succeeded in the first battle, they have achieved their goal. So what's next?

Of course, it is to attack the Meng Yuan Dynasty and plow the court to clear the holes.

"Your Majesty, Meng Yuan's vitality has been seriously injured. I thought that the army could rest in Huanglong for three more days and then attack Meng Yuan immediately. We are the main force. Sushun's three thousand-house warriors are a partial force. Even if we cannot attack Meng Yuan, we can

It occupies a large area of ​​land.”

Feng Chong stood up, stretched out his right hand, patted his chest and said with a bang: "Your Majesty, I am willing to be the vanguard and cut off the head of King Haida of Keton and present it to your Majesty."

"Don't exaggerate too much. With all due respect, King Haida of Keton is the first general of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, the real Dinghai Shenzhen. He is not someone you can kill."

Long Qie sneered, then turned back to Wu Nian and saluted with clasped fists: "Your Majesty, the Slavic cavalry has maintained its intact structure and retreated to the north. The spies came to report that they are still resting near the border between the two countries."

"As long as King Haida of Kedun is here, Meng Yuan will not collapse. It may even be able to regain its strength soon."

"Furthermore, fighting in Huanglong is completely different from fighting in Mongolia and Yuan. When we reach Mongolia and Yuan, we are the enemy's army, and we go deep alone. The difficulty of fighting is completely different."

"Besides, the emotions of the soldiers also need to be considered. The goal of recovering Liaodong and expelling the Tartars has been achieved. Many soldiers have become lax. It will take time to regain their vigor."

"Long Qie, are you afraid?" Feng Chong was furious, stood up with his hands on his hips, and glared at Long Qie.

Long Qie was also angry, stood up and shouted: "Am I afraid? My whole family was killed by Meng Yuan, and I want to devour their flesh and blood. As long as Meng Yuan can be destroyed, I am willing to die in Meng Yuan's territory."
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