"This child is so filial, how could I blame him?" Wu Nian shook his head quickly and said, thoughtfully in his heart.

Wei Polu?

I have also heard of this child's reputation as a brave man. But as the saying goes, true gold needs fire to refine it.

This time Miss Wei was injured and the child stepped forward.

Be loyal and filial.

I had told Miss Wei before that after Huang Long was released, Miss Wei's cousin General Wei Hongwei would be appointed to lead Miss Wei's old troops.

Although military generals are hereditary, it is not a good thing.

But most of Miss Wei's old subordinates are members of the Wei family. If we don't find a Wei family member to take charge, I'm afraid it won't be easy for others to do the job.

Wei Hong was indeed a talented general, but his force was slightly lacking.

Wei Polu is the eldest grandson of Wei Changqing, and he is also brave and good at fighting. If he is made a general and Wei Hong is assisted, the combat effectiveness of the Wei army can be guaranteed.

"Hahaha." Wu Nian suddenly laughed.

"Why is the king laughing?" Wei Ru was a little strange and confused.

"I laugh at me. The Han Dynasty is full of talents. In the battle of Sushun, my nephew Zhang Zhen and I raised him under my knees. Although he had no status, he had a father-son relationship. Lu Yanxun was powerful in Meng Yuan and led thousands of troops.

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"Now Wei Polu shines brightly in this war again."

"Zhang Zhen, Lu Yanxun, and Wei Polu. Our Han Dynasty is really a shining star, and it is continuous. Why don't we worry about not being able to raise troops to defeat the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, defeat the Chu State in the south, and move the capital to Chu?"

Wu Nian looked happy and said with a smile on his face.

On the Wei Jiajun side.

Wei Ru sat in command, and Wei Polu charged into the battle.

In the Battle of Huanglong, there is no need to worry about combat effectiveness.

Good, very good.

Wei Ru also laughed when he heard this, nodded and said: "The country is strong."

Although Wei Ru was fine, Wu Nian still stayed in her inner tent for half an hour. Until Wei Ru's eyelids fought and he fell asleep.

He reluctantly greeted Wei Ru's female soldiers to come in, and then left the inner tent.

External account.

Wei Polu was still standing, his eyes were red and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I...how is my general doing?" Wei Polu asked cautiously after seeing Wu Nian.

He knew that Wei Ru's life was not in danger, but he still couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry. It's nothing serious. Just rest and relax." Wu Nian waved his hand, then looked at his face and persuaded him: "I know what happened in the encounter. You are brave and good at fighting, and you will not fall into the Wei family.

Menlin, I am very pleased."

"But now your aunt is injured and can no longer charge into battle. As a man, you should contribute. So, go down and sleep, recharge your batteries, and kill the enemy in the future."

"Yes." Wei Polu opened his mouth, wanting to stay here, but it was difficult to disobey the king's order, so he could only respond, turned around and left.

Wu Nian nodded with satisfaction, left the tent, got on his horse, led the imperial guards, and galloped out of the Weilu military camp and back to the Chinese military camp.

There was nothing to say that night.

Early the next morning.

The officials then publicized last night's victory.

Princess Zhou led two generals, Zhao Yanting and Zhao Mancheng, to defeat three Mongolian and Yuan households, killing them to pieces.

Promote it on a larger scale.

As for the injury of Princess Zhou, not a word was mentioned.

The morale of the Han army was already extremely high. After two consecutive victories, morale suddenly surged, as if the sun was at its peak, and it was terrifyingly strong.

Inside the Chinese military tent.

Wu Nian was wearing a dragon robe and a black gauze winged crown, sitting on the handsome seat, calm and composed.

In front of him were eleven generals including Wei Ru.

Some generals looked at Wei Ru's face and frowned slightly.

"Last night's night attack was unsuccessful. But it was not without gain. At least we won two games. And last night the Mongolian Yuan army was defeated and evacuated."

"There are too many people participating in the war. Chunyuan can no longer confuse right and wrong. The morale of the Mongolian and Yuan side must have declined."

Having said this, a smile appeared on Wu Nian's face, he looked at Wei Ru, Zhao Yanting, and Zhao Mancheng, and said: "The three generals fought hard and made meritorious service. After the battle, I will award them as appropriate."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Wei Ru and the others stood up in response, cupped their fists and saluted. Wu Nian quickly waved his hand at Wei Ru, saying if you can't move, just don't move.

"Your Majesty, although we won two battles, we can't have a final say. I think it's time to plan a decisive battle."

Long Qie stood up and bowed to Wu Nian. He couldn't hide his impatience.

The whole family was killed, and the hatred was as deep as the sea. He first recovered Liaodong, and then defeated the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

No one is more impatient than him.

He was already impatient.

But things have come to this point, and temptations have been tried. The soldiers are impetuous and hungry from top to bottom.

Sometimes, it is better to be sparse than to block.

But sometimes, it is better to block than to clear.

Suppressing the will to fight is not a good thing. Wu Nian also had this intention. It is more satisfying to say a thousand words and ten thousand, but to have the final word.

Whether it's a mule or a horse depends on this decisive battle.

Just when Wu Nian was excited and was about to answer, Zhao Yanting clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, General Long is right. The outcome will depend on the decisive battle."

"But we have already won two games. Before the decisive battle, the more we win, the stronger the foundation we lay, and the greater our chances of winning the decisive battle."

"The general thought that since we won two games, we could use this to make a fuss."

If you can use your wisdom, don't use your strength.

Wu Nian and the generals present all had their eyes lit up, showing signs of excitement. Wu Nian couldn't wait to raise his right hand and said, "General Zhao, if you have any clever ideas, tell me quickly."

All the generals also pricked up their ears and listened attentively.

After getting permission to speak, Zhao Yanting hesitated.

Wu Nian frowned slightly, I'm afraid this is not a good idea.

Zhao Yanting hesitated for a moment, but did not reveal his strategy. Instead, he said, "May I ask your Majesty, can you do whatever it takes to win?"

At this time, even the generals frowned and looked at Zhao Yanting with dissatisfaction.

Zhao Yanting was said by Liu Zhixing to be a traitor, and was vaguely ostracized in the army. His situation was only slightly better than that of Feng Chong.

Wu Nian frowned even more and said a little impatiently: "Speak directly."

"Please, Your Majesty, pardon Qin Zhen, the governor of Liaodong in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty." Zhao Yanting said through gritted teeth with beads of sweat on his forehead.

He felt a little regretful in his heart, why did I talk so much?

Obviously, this matter is what the king hates the most.

After Zhao Yanting finished speaking, the whole tent fell into a situation where a needle could be heard.

Everyone knows that what Wu Nian hates most are the Han people who work for the Mongolian Yuan people. He once sent assassins to kill the new No. 1 scholar of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

Qin Zhen, the governor of Liaodong, was the number one traitor.

This is Wu Nian's taboo.

Zhao Yanting actually dared to say it.
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