The power of the masses is absolutely huge.

Under the trend of people in Dazhou donating money and materials, the giant merchants and wealthy people from all over the Dazhou also took action. In less than three days, the treasury of Dazhou increased by more than 2 million taels of silver.

Some people even organized a grain transport support team and took the initiative to apply to transport the grain to the border.

This level of unity shows the people of Dazhou's desire for victory in this war.

After Zhao Yan looked at the list of donations, he couldn't help but feel happy. The first place was Zhao Yan's former butler Liu Dazhong. Liu Dazhong was doing well in Jiangnan and was even known as the God of Wealth in Jiangnan. Zhao Yan didn't find it strange that he donated 300,000 taels.

The second place is Liu Qing, the brother-in-law of Kong Moshan, who donated 200,000 taels, and Zhao Yan didn't find it strange.

But the third one is that the donor is Lu Nianwei, the owner of Qingwei Pavilion, who donated 100,000 taels of silver.

Lu Nianwei is the princess of Beimeng and Ergu's biological aunt. This behavior surprised Zhao Yan.

Immediately, at night, Zhao Yan took advantage of his spare time and brought Heiwa to Wanbao Tower.

After Lu Nianwei found out, she soon came to the private room where Zhao Yan was.

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you!"

Lu Nianwei gave Zhao Yan a blank look and said, "It seems that you are driving this Wanbao Building!"

Zhao Yan thrust his chest and said, "All the world is the king's land, and all the items in the Great Zhou territory are naturally mine."

Lu Nianwei poured a cup of tea for Zhao Yan, and said, "Dear Emperor, I heard that you are going to attack my nephew personally. I wonder what chance of winning?!"

Zhao Yanqing's mouthful of tea and said, "Originally, there was only 70% chance of winning, but with your 100,000 taels of silver, now there is 100% chance of winning!"

"Hmph, my 100,000 taels of silver did not support you in the Great Zhou, but other businesses donated it. If I don't donate it to Wanbao Building, the diners would think that we have no country in our hearts, and we donated it for the sake of our guests." Lu Nianwei said seriously.

Zhao Yan smiled and suddenly looked at Lu Nianwei.

Lu Nianwei's pretty face turned red, she reached out to wave in front of Zhao Yan, and said, "What are you looking at?"

"I was wondering, if I took you to the border and took you as a prisoner when fighting Ergu, would you think Ergu would withdraw for you?"

"Retreat for me? You respect me too highly. Not only will he not save me, he will kill me instead!" Lu Nianwei said with a pout.

In Northern Mongolia, women have a very low status, and in Ergu's eyes, she is just a tradeable goods.

"If I told Ergu during the battle that I was about to become his uncle, what would he react? Would he vomit blood in anger?" Zhao Yan asked again.

"You... really annoying! Let's talk about it when you become his uncle!" Lu Nianwei lowered her head, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't look at Zhao Yan.

Then, a few delicious side dishes were served on the table, and the two started chatting without saying a word.

After eating this meal for more than an hour, the two of them chatted with trivial and even funny things.

Zhao Yan even told Lu Nianwei many interesting things in the military camp, which made Lu Nianwei laugh.

After chatting for a good time, Zhao Yan returned to the palace.

The two of them maintained this relationship, and neither of them took a step forward, but they both felt very comfortable.

Not long after Zhao Yan left, Wan Hong, the owner of Wanbao Tower, appeared next to Lu Nianwei.

"Miss, are you really going to the border?"

Lu Nianwei nodded and said, "You should be very clear about the strength of our Beimeng. There is almost no possibility of winning in the Great Zhou Dynasty. I want to help him, and I must not let him fall into Ergu's hands."

The "he" Lu Nianwei refers to naturally Zhao Yan.

Lu Nianwei has a clear understanding of how strong the Northern Mongolian soldiers are and how bad the Great Zhou soldiers are.

She didn't think that the Great Zhou could win, but he didn't want Zhao Yan to fall into Ergu's hands, so she was also ready to go to the border. If Zhao Yan arrived at the most dangerous moment, she could help.

She was not unwilling to care about her country, Beimeng, but she knew very well that the Great Zhou could not do anything to Northern Meng. The biggest miracle that the Great Zhou could do was nothing more than recovering the two states on the border.

Wan Hong nodded slightly. No matter what Lu Nianwei did, he would fully support it.

On March 20, the second year of Longhe, it is advisable to travel, drive soil and collect livestock.

Ten thousand imperial guards and forty thousand Shence troops gathered on a clearing ground outside Changdan City, and the scene was particularly spectacular.

And around, there were a large number of people standing.

"Generals, we must win this battle. When you return triumphantly, I will definitely kill pigs and sheep to celebrate!" An old man in his seventies said at the top of his throat.

"Liu Dabao, you must not embarrass Dazhou. When you win Beimeng, I will betroth your daughter to you, and my family business is yours!"

"Iron Niu, you must not be timid. If you die in battle, all of our village will support your parents. If you succeed in triumph, all of our village will kiss you!"

"We can win the Beimeng once, and we can win the second time, and this time it is the Emperor's commander-in-chief, so we will definitely win!"

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At this moment, the morale of the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty almost reached its peak.

In the past few days, they have received too much assistance and encouragement from the people. Although the pressure is huge, they firmly believe that they will win.

This war is so important to the Great Zhou!

As the emperor, Zhao Yan sat in the carriage in the middle of the team.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to ride a horse, but that the clan system does not allow it.

As an emperor, try to show off his face in front of the people and many soldiers, otherwise it will easily cause danger. If there are people who are flirting, draw a portrait of Zhao Yan and then spread it.

The possibility of Zhao Yan encountering assassination will greatly increase.

After a while, Zhao Yan lifted the curtain of the carriage and waved his hands to Yang Hong and Shen Tuyi not far away.

Shen Tuyi immediately understood and shouted to the messenger: Get out!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

As soon as the flag was shook, 50,000 men began to move in an orderly manner, while the people took the initiative to move aside.

Among the crowd, there were two old men particularly conspicuous.

One is Xiao Jingye and the other is Kong Moshan.

Their sons Xiao Zijie and Kong Ze also headed to the border among the imperial guards.

Although the two always beat and scolded their sons and felt that they were in trouble, they were really going to fight. They suddenly felt sad and couldn't stop their tears from falling.

After all, life and death are uncertain ahead.

At the moment of departure, Zhao Yan, who was sitting in the carriage, had deep eyes and murmured: "This battle is enough to change the national destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and you must not lose!"
Chapter completed!