"This kid is so filial, how could I blame him?" Wu Nian shook his head quickly. He was thoughtful in his heart.
Wei Polu?
I have also heard of this child's reputation as a warrior. 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, I would appoint Miss Wei's cousin, General Wei Hongwei, to command Miss Wei's old troops.
Although military generals are hereditary, it is not a good thing.
However, most of Miss Wei's old subordinates were 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.
Wei Hong was indeed a talented general, but his military 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 assisted by Wei Hong, 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. Sushun battles. I raise my nephew Zhang Zhen under my knees. Although he has no status, he has a father-son relationship. Lu Yanxun is powerful in Meng Yuan and leads tens of thousands of troops. .”
"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 attack the Meng 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.
Okay, 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 tent for half an hour. Until Wei Ru's double eyelids were fighting 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?" 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 relax and rest." 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. Linlin, I am very pleased."
"But now your aunt is injured and can no longer charge into the battle. As a man, you should contribute. So. Go down to 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, got out of 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 no words to say that night.
Early the next morning.
The officials publicized last night's victory.
Princess Zhou led two generals, Zhao Yanting and Zhao Mancheng, to defeat three Mongolian and Yuan households, killing each other to pieces.
Promote it to a larger scale.
As for the injury of Princess Zhou, no mention was made.
The morale of the Han army was already extremely high. After two major victories in a row, morale suddenly surged, as if the sun was at its peak, and it was terrifyingly strong.
Inside the Chinese army's 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 Meng 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 have made great contributions in the battle. After the battle, I will award them as appropriate."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Wei Ru and the others stood up in response, cupping their fists and saluting. Wu Nian quickly waved his hand at Wei Ru, 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. Can't hide the impatience.
The whole family was killed, and the hatred was as deep as the sea. First recover Liaodong, and then defeat the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.
No one is more impatient than him.
He was getting impatient.
But things have come to this point, and temptations have been passed. The military is impetuous and hungry from top to bottom.
Sometimes, sparseness is worse than blocking.
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. Even if he said a thousand words and ten thousand words, it would be more satisfying to have the final word.
Whether it's a mule or a horse, it all depends on this decisive battle.
Just when Wu Nian's heart moved and he was about to answer the call. Zhao Yanting clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, General Long is right. The outcome depends 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, the greater our chances of winning the decisive battle."
"The general will think that we have won two games and can 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, please 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, this might not be a good idea.
Zhao Yanting hesitated for a moment, but did not reveal his plan. Instead, he said, "I dare to ask your Majesty. In order to win, can you do whatever it takes?"
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 Feng Chong's.
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 you could hear a needle drop.
Everyone knows that what Wu Nian hates the most is the Han people who work for the Mongolian people. He also sent assassins to kill Meng Yuan's new champion.
Qin Zhen, the governor of Liaodong, was the number one traitor.
This is Wu Nian's taboo.
Zhao Yanting actually dared to say it.
They didn't know whether to admire his courage or hate him as a person.
