Inside the Chinese army's tent.
The generals are still on their 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 actually real.
However, Wu Nian was not satisfied and said softly: "He is my nephew. Talk about life-saving grace."
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? Can he take it easy?"
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 looked like a red apple, but it 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, so he is relatively calm."
"Yeah." Wu Young nodded lightly, feeling 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 the sound of horse hooves sounded. 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, beaming with joy. That's good. Although the Huanglong War was won, the goal of recovering Liaodong and 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 walked in from outside one after another. Everyone who came in expressed concern for Wu Nian. Wait for the last Feng Chong to arrive.
Generals from 110,000 households gathered together.
"The battle of Huanglong depends on you fighting with your lives to succeed. I would like to thank you here. I will send someone back to the court later. Let the cabinet ministers reward you based on 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 fist.
Even so, the generals have more or less expectations for rewards based on merit. Especially Feng Chong was elated.
Wu Nian took another look at Zhao Yanting who was calm and nodded in his mind.
It's a good idea to start with a discussion of merit and reward.
Learned martial arts and brought goods to the emperor's family.
This group of people have different personalities, different abilities, and different pursuits. Rewards based on merit are real and can take care of everyone.
After a while, Wu Nian asked Wang Guidao: "General Wang. I heard that I am sleeping. You will take charge of it."
"What are the battle losses of each department?"
Wang Gui was well prepared and replied calmly: "Report to the king. All ministries have made statistics. Forty-two thousand six hundred and twenty-two people died."
"Some seriously injured are still being treated, and the death toll will 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. There are soldiers from 110,000 households and hundreds of thousands of troops.
Fifty thousand casualties.
What a staggering battle loss.
These are not numbers, they are all passionate men. This also includes the Huotou Army who should not have gone to the battlefield in the first place.
Although they wiped out at least 100,000 enemies, they also killed ten generals of ten thousand households in the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and one prince. But it hurts after all.
Wu Nian sighed and said to Wang Gui: "The deceased. Someone who can be recognized. 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 tell who belonged to whom. They were buried on the spot."
"In addition. This time, those who are killed or disabled in the Huotou Army will be rewarded based on merit. They are the same as ordinary soldiers."
"They risked their lives to follow me. I can't treat them badly."
"Yes." Wang Gui responded with clasped fists respectfully without any objection.
After understanding the casualties, for the remaining troops. Wu Nian knew it well. 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, what do you think of taking advantage of the situation to attack Meng Yuan?"
"Take into account Sushun's three thousand households of troops."
"Speak freely. No worries."
The expressions 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 support 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 the battle was successful and the goal was achieved. So what’s next?
Of course, it is to attack Meng Yuan and plow the court to sweep the holes.
"Your Majesty, Meng Yuan's vitality is seriously injured. I thought that the army could rest in Huanglong for three days before they could immediately attack Meng Yuan. We are the main force. Sushun's three thousand-house warriors are a partial force. Even if Meng Yuan cannot be defeated, we can still Occupying a large area of land.”
Feng Chong stood up, stretched out his right hand, patted his chest and said, "Your Majesty. I am willing to be a pioneer 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."
"Kedun King Haida is here. Mengyuan will not collapse. It may even be restored soon."
"Furthermore, fighting in Huanglong is completely different from fighting in Mengyuan. When we arrive in Mengyuan, 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."
"But we are generals in charge of the army, and we have to be kings and think about the country. On the contrary, you are so happy about your success. You send troops indiscriminately regardless of the actual situation. Do you want to ruin the country?"
