Feng Chong was not afraid of Long Qie. He rolled up his sleeves and glared: "Don't blame me randomly. I..."
"Okay. In the big tent. In front of your father. How do you behave?" Wei Ru opened his eyes and shouted.
Long Qie immediately clasped his fists at Wu Nian and admitted his mistake: "Your Majesty, I have lost my composure."
Feng Chong was not afraid, he wanted to say something. "What do you, a bitch, have to do with the big men's affairs?" But after a second thought, he decided to forget it.
This bitch is probably a princess, but she can’t be offended.
Wu Nian waved his hand towards Long Qie, indicating not to worry. Then he raised his head, glanced at all the generals present seriously, and asked, "What about you?"
Wang Gui immediately said: "Your Majesty, I agree with General Long."
"Your Majesty. Your Majesty..."
The generals spoke one by one, and they all agreed with Long Qie. Ten to one. Feng Chong is a real loner.
Feng Chong's face was ashen and he clenched his fists. He was very unconvinced, but he did not continue to embarrass himself.
Wu Young nodded lightly, the generals were still very pragmatic.
Although he was the one who started this military discussion, he actually had an idea in his heart.
The practical significance of this military discussion.
only one.
Up and down the Han Dynasty, we must not relax.
Maintain military readiness and send troops to Mongolia at any time.
Liaodong was over, but the expansion of the Han Dynasty was not.
"In that case. Then postpone the attack on Meng Yuan and let the spies from the Imperial City Division continue to probe Meng Yuan's true and false situation. When will the opportunity come? I will use the power of the whole country to plow the court and clear out the holes."
"yes."
All the generals surrendered, but Feng Chong was the only one who was powerless.
Soon after, Wu Nian ended the military discussion. But Feng Chong stood up, raised his hands to Wu Nian and said, "Your Majesty, we captured many Slas prisoners on the battlefield, and I am in charge of them now. How should we deal with them?"
Of course it was impossible for the Mongolians to keep prisoners.
But the Slavs.
It was also the first time for the generals and they had no experience.
"I don't hate foreigners. It's easy to do business. If you come in with malicious intentions and weapons, you don't have to go back. Just kill them."
Wu Nian said calmly.
"Yes." Feng Chong responded. Immediately, the generals left together. Wei Ru sat for a while and talked to Wu Nian for a while, and then went back to rest at Wu Nian's urging.
After Feng Chong left the Chinese army's tent, he immediately rolled up his sleeves, got on his horse and galloped back to his camp, preparing to kill the prisoners.
Huanglong battle.
Feng Chongjue's contribution was extremely great.
With his own strength, he led ten thousand households of cavalry to stop twenty thousand Slavic cavalry.
Have the consciousness to die in battle.
Although the Slavs later divided their forces and the forces on both sides were evenly matched, the casualties of the Han army were still very high.
Feng Chong's military camp became visibly empty. The sounds of pain from the injured soldiers who were still recovering were very harsh.
Feng Chong had no good impression of the Slavs at all, and after receiving Wu Nian's order, he simply couldn't ask for more.
After returning to the big tent, he immediately summoned his confidant Qianhu Liu Ze.
"Liu Ze. How are the Slavs?" General Feng was able to shout in front of the King of Han. He returned to his small temple with an air of arrogance, his head held high and his chest high, and he said majesticly.
Liu Ze was also used to it and replied with a normal expression: "They are still making noise, saying that they want to enjoy the treatment that prisoners should have."
"These bastards. Do you think this is an inn or a restaurant?" Feng Chong said angrily.
Slavs are not afraid of death.
express. If the Han army could release them, they were willing to pay a ransom.
If you want to kill them, they will have no regrets. He just asks that he be treated as a prisoner before he is killed.
Food that suits their appetite and a clean and tidy living environment.
It is also required to have time to relax and bask in the sun every day.
All in all, a lot to ask for. It was as if they were not prisoners, but masters.
Uncle Feng has been enduring this for a long time.
"Tell them. They are going to be killed. There is no need to fight for the treatment of prisoners. But I will allow them to have a full meal before they die. Prepare them the food of ordinary soldiers."
"Everyone adds an egg. Then chops."
Feng Chong thought for a moment and then said.
Although he was half-dead with anger, I was still kind.
"Yes." Liu Ze originally wanted to say that adding an egg would be a waste. But he didn't dare to argue with Feng Chong and turned around and left.
After Liu Ze left, Feng Chong took out the map and put it on the desk, and asked someone to get a plate of steamed buns. While eating the steamed bun, he looked down at the map.
Today is Northeast Asia.
There are only four powerful countries left.
Chu, Han, Mongolian and Yuan, Slavic.
In terms of comprehensive national strength, the Han Dynasty has become stronger than the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, from the fourth to the third.
The king of Han has already sent out a signal.
How to kill the fourth child and strengthen the third child?
Feng Chong was chewing on the steamed buns while thinking deeply. However, Liu Ze left and returned, bending down to report to Feng Chong: "General, the Slavs have another request."
"What a troublesome bunch of guys." Feng Chong was furious and started to protest, but he quickly suppressed his anger and asked, "What are you asking for?"
"They require a priest before they die. Hmm. To perform rituals for them?!!! I don't quite understand. But in short, they want a priest." Liu Ze hesitated after thinking for a moment.
Although there are translators, the customs of the two ethnic groups are different.
After a sentence is translated, its meaning may become confusing.
Feng Chong pinched his chin. Slavic beliefs seem to be different from our Buddhism.
He had no good impression of Slavs at all and was quite angry. After thinking about it carefully, he stood up with a slap on his thigh and said with a wide smile: "Pastor? Isn't he just a monk?"
"Yes. I agree."
"Find a temple or a Taoist temple. Find a monk or a Taoist priest and give them salvation."
"I wish them a happy life." At the end, Feng Chong said hypocritically.
Liu Ze was stunned. Although he didn't quite know what a priest was, it was obviously not the same kind as a monk or a Taoist priest.
Just like those who believe in Buddhism, please ask the monk to save you.
Those who believe, please ask Taoist priests to save you.
Those who believe in Buddhism and Taoism at the same time can want both.
But this pastor.
"Forget it. It's none of my business." Liu Ze shook his head, clenched his fist at General Feng, who was good at making nonsense, and simply turned around and left.
noon.
One hundred and twenty-three well-fed Slavic prisoners, including nobles and commoners, were all beheaded.
Then, he followed the Romans and was saved by monks and Taoist priests.
It was very lively with the playing and playing.
As for the corpse.
Then they were buried in mass graves together with the Mongolian people.
He fought with Meng Yuan in life, and died in the same hole as Meng Yuan.
It can be considered a beginning and an end.
After Wu Nian learned about this incident, he felt dumbfounded, but he did not blame the general for it.
It's okay to do it for outsiders.
The King of Han is in good health and has strict orders.
The Han army began to rest and recuperate in Huanglong Mansion. The news of Huanglong's victory swept across Northeast Asia like a storm.
