Li Tai lay leisurely on a straw cart, and Liu Wanzhi whistled quickly. The two became the five Li Sima appointed by Li Er. Their characters were to keep an eye on Wei Wuliang and not allow him to mess around.

Having no choice but to capture him at once, Li Ke was left in Qizhou, the man who was doing business was left behind, and the two who were not doing business were ordered to go to Shancheng.

This is not because Li Er was confused, but because Li Ke had a criminal record. When he ordered the royal family not to intervene, Li Ke disobeyed him. Although Li Tai was unwilling to accept it, he still chose to be obedient. Liu Wanzhi did nothing out of the ordinary.

, he also has his own rules in his heart. The bigger reason is that Li Er wants to cultivate some confidants for Li Chengqian.

As for the generals! Niu Jinda received five sticks for being rude, and Hou Junchi became the first coach to support Shancheng. His mouth was split to the base of his ears. To his surprise, he even made a joke with Liu Wanzhi, claiming that he had time.

Pass the hand, hey hey move.

Letting this black-faced general keep joking with a junior without smiling all year round is simply more difficult than Wei Wuliang's attempt to commit suicide.

In fact, everyone understands Hou Junji's reflection. As the Tang Empire grew stronger, there were fewer and fewer wars. Civil servants could manage the country for His Majesty and appease the people in exchange for fame and merit, while their generals could only fight in the battlefield.

It takes blood and tears to produce an heir. Hou Junji got this opportunity, the opportunity he fought for.

The three soldiers were divided into two groups. Hou Junji wanted to gather the soldiers and the army, but Li Tai and Liu Wanzhi had already embarked on their journey.

Chang'an also received news about the war in Shancheng. Li Chengqian was very busy. All the generals in the court requested orders and sent memorials willing to go to Tuyuhun to suppress them. Li Chengqian did not dare to criticize these memorials, so he could only let these people go to his majesty.

The generals headed by Cheng Yaojin rushed to Jiucheng Palace in Qizhou, hoping to get news of going to the battlefield.

The war started again in Shancheng. There was a huge disparity in the numbers of the two armies. There were less than 15,000 troops in Shancheng Town, while the Tuyuhun border guards had 50,000 troops. This is still a conservative estimate.

The second battle between the two sides brought out all the information. Duan Zhihong was the first to bear the brunt and was the most courageous. However, the difference in numbers was too large and he could barely maintain an unbeaten streak, but it was even more difficult to take a step forward.

There is a lot of history of defeating more with less, but when the two sides fight in the wasteland evenly divided and unable to use the cover of the terrain, it is good to remain undefeated.

Wei Jiu once again watched the battle, but there was a woman beside him. Wuli Sima kept whispering to Wei Jiu that this seemed a little bad, but Wei Jiu waved her off and told her not to treat her as a woman.

In today's battle, Qingqi made the most critical charge. They appeared on the flanks and split the enemy's formation into two with one charge. Fifty thousand people might not be able to defeat them, but more than 20,000 people could be defeated by 15,000 people.

There is no difference anymore.

This battle lasted for a day and a night, and at dawn! Both sides raised their troops at the same time, and the rest was for the soldiers to clear the battlefield.

This kind of scene is something that no one can stand. The walking dead soldiers are cleaning the battlefield. Wei Jiu clearly sees a young soldier from Tuyuhun holding a corpse and crying bitterly. He also clearly sees the soldiers of Tang Dynasty looking at the past indifferently.

The corpses of his comrades could not recover for a long time.

The war was cruel. It was Tubo who instigated the war, Tuyuhun and Tang Dynasty who prepared for the war, and the one who started the war was the young Marquis of Tang Dynasty who never left again day and night.

Wei Jiu does not hate the enemy, and he has never felt any wrong in his actions. He is not wrong. War is cruel. Regardless of whether he is in the position of the two sides, he will always think about the interests of each side, but in Wei Jiu's heart

If there is ruthlessness, that is Tubo.

Tubo praises the surname, ah!!! It turns out that the Prime Minister of Tubo is also paying attention to this war.

Wei Jiu raised his hand and slapped his forehead.

"My wooden fish head, why didn't I think about these things and let the grandson go? What a waste!"

Snap!

He was slapped again, but no one around him tried to dissuade or comfort him. If Zhiminghou's head was a lump, no one in the world would dare to say that he still had a brain.

It's not that Zhi Minghou's mind is in a hurry, but it's that he can't think of ways to make money and some weird ideas that no one can think of that make people compare.

Wei Jiu turned to stare at Helian Fanyin, but the woman did not look at him, but looked at the battlefield indifferently. After a long time, Wei Jiu sighed.

"It's useless to look at you now, your arm is broken! It's useless to look at you in the future. You can't kill this man, eh? He's a Wu Li Sima. Our Datang has been suppressed by smallpox. How about we

Throw some virus corpses to Tubo?"

No one answered again!

Wei Jiu was in high spirits and ordered to return to the camp. When he returned to the camp, he happened to meet an angry Duan Zhihong. The old scoundrel grabbed Wei Jiu and started to complain.

"You kid, this war started too suddenly. I'm not ready yet. I failed two times in a row without success."

This sentence was like touching the fox's fur in reverse. Wei Jiu angrily punched Duan Zhihong in the stomach and gritted his teeth.

"Duan! Zhi! Hong! It was you who said you wanted to start a war, so I started it, and now you're blaming me? I regret not poisoning you. If you can't survive, just fart. I'll find you right away."

Your Majesty is looking for a head coach, and you, a typical old scoundrel, can’t get through because your crotch is too big!”

Duan Zhihong, who had been punched, looked at Wei Jiu with a silly smile as if nothing was wrong. After letting go of Wei Jiu, he kept rubbing his hands with a flattering look on his face.

"Marquis Wei, no! Lord Marquis, I heard that you know how to use thunder in the dry sky. Why don't you give me a few quilts, and I will attract the thunder from the sky to kill the bastards in Tuyuhun. But don't worry, the credit will be yours."

, the crime is mine! How about it? I swear, how about I, Duan Zhihong..."

Wei Jiu looked at Duan Zhihong quietly with a playful look on his face. He wanted to see what kind of poisonous oath Duan Zhihong would make when he fell to the ground.

But in the middle of speaking, Duan Zhihong suddenly stopped and stared at Wei Jiu, as if asking Wei Jiu to stop him quickly.

Wei Jiu, who had a playful look on his face, chuckled.

"Send it! Swear, you swear, I tell you, old scoundrel, even if you swear, I can't give it to you. I was almost fooled last time, why do you come again this time? Don't even think about it, just prepare for the third battle with peace of mind.

Who knows, this will be your last battle. If we cannot defeat you in three battles, you will be recalled to Chang'an to be on standby, and I will replace you with someone else who will suppress Tuyuhun with me!"

Duan Zhihong knew this very well. If the three expeditions failed, he would definitely be recalled to Chang'an. Now, not only were there many people waiting for this opportunity, they were also waiting for Duan Zhihong's defeat, and then they would take over the command seals and military symbols of the Zhenya Army.

So asking for drought thunder is not a last resort.

It’s a pity that Wei Jiu didn’t give it!

There was another general meeting in the camp, and Wei Jiu also returned to the camp to enjoy life, but while enjoying it, he did not forget to tell Han Jianye to send some frozen meat to the kitchen and make broth rice for the injured soldiers. Han Jianye

Summoning helpers to help, Wei Jiu led two jars of wine out of the tent, and the remaining women thought for a while and followed behind.

After the First World War, many soldiers were injured. Wei Jiu casually walked into a camp, frowned immediately, and started yelling!

"Is this a place for people to stay? Tell the military doctors and those in charge of logistics and supplies to clean the tents of all injured soldiers before sunset and release this stinking smell. Don't think that I can't order you to move because I don't have a military position.

, if you want, I can even slap it on your face."

The stunned soldiers and military doctors in the camp quickly followed the order. Wei Jiu just watched them quietly cleaning the camp. Fortunately, it was summer, the weather was not cold, and the injured soldiers would not catch the cold after ventilation, but

The bad thing is that it is summer, and the wounds of the injured soldiers can easily fester and rot.

Wei Jiu carried a jar of wine and walked to the window of the most seriously injured soldier in the camp.

One arrow hit his shoulder, two arrows hit his right leg, and there were countless stab wounds. The soldier was a little panicked when he saw Wei Jiu. He wanted to stand up and salute, but Wei Jiu shook his head to stop him. He squatted next to his bed and found a man under his window.

He dropped the trembling porcelain bowl, opened the wine jar, poured half of the bowl and handed it to the soldier in front of him, and asked with a smile.

"Can I drink?"

The soldiers nodded vigorously, and Wei Jiu came again.

"If a bowl of wine gives you a burst of pain, will you change it?"

The soldier hesitated, and Wei Jiu smiled and poured another bowl of wine. At this time, Helian Fanyin whispered not to drink, but Wei Jiu ignored him and put a full bowl of wine in front of the soldier.

Gritting his teeth, he took the bowl and poured it into his mouth, but he only drank a little before passing the bowl to his clinical comrades.

Wei Jiu didn't stop him, he lifted the soldier's legs and put them in the air, and then the wine was left like a waterfall. The soldier was in pain, and the veins on his forehead were stretched, but his eyes were looking at the wine flowing on the ground, and after pouring the wine

, Wei Jiu handed the remaining half jar of wine to the military doctor behind him.

"Sprinkle a little on every corner and on the ground. Luzhou's strong wine can sterilize and disinfect, preventing your wounds from being infected and eventually cutting out, which will make you unable to fight in this life. You don't have much money for wine, but your

Life is worth a thousand pieces of gold. In the future, those who are seriously injured can drink half a cup of wine. The wounds are stained with mud, and wounds such as arrows and arrows can be washed with strong wine. I still have many in my tent, so please send people to move them over!"

The soldiers whose wounds had been washed by strong liquor looked at the Marquis with disbelief. They were all good drinkers. How could they not know the price of Luzhou sword wine? How could they not know the preciousness of this wine?

It is said that their lives are not as good as this jar of wine, but it turns out that Minghou actually wasted this silver-like liquid in order to treat their wounds.

The military doctor was also a little confused, but Wei Jiu kicked him in the butt and cursed with a smile.

"When you have nothing to do, go to the hospital to learn medical skills. You are military doctors and are responsible for the safety of the soldiers. That man at home is not his parents' treasure, nor his wife and daughter's heaven. Do your best to keep them alive. This is your responsibility.

It also makes you worthy of the word military doctor. All patients are treated according to the degree of injury. There is no need to treat them in advance just because they are generals. All wards are kept open and disinfected with strong alcohol. The injured soldiers have extra meals and drink broth at night!"

Wei Jiu couldn't control the war in the army, but he could still intervene in the affairs of the wounded and military doctors. If he hadn't insisted on provoking a fight, these people wouldn't have been injured. He couldn't let them escape this disaster. He could only use other methods.

way to compensate!

Now Wei Jiu can no longer calculate the income from several businesses in Chang'an. The only thing he knows is that even if the current business is closed, he can still squander it for a few years.

Now he is not worried about any money issues. The only thing he is worried about is whether the wealthy nobles who have no time to pay attention to them will take the opportunity to find a way to deal with them. Wei Jiu is worried about whether the nobles can get to this point once they reunite.

It's because Zheng Zimo is a pervert who is full of desires. If he hadn't come to Chang'an to stir things up, the noble families would still stick together for warmth. If so, even Li Er wouldn't dare to act too rashly.

Wei Jiu wanted to see the nobles sweeping their own houses.

At this time, I can only think about it. Wei Jiu still hasn't figured out how to consolidate his title on the battlefield, but the one who is most confused should be Duan Zhihong, who only has one last chance left.

Helian Fanyin followed Wei Jiu and whispered something about a bad guy. This word made Wei Jiu laugh.

"Yes! I'm just a person who, no matter how many good things I do, is pointed at my spine and yelled at as an evildoer."

"Then why do you still do it like this?"

Helian Fanyin didn't understand, she didn't understand why she still had to do such a thankless thing, but in fact, she was doing the same thing now, but she didn't question herself why she was like this.

Wei Jiu took a deep breath, looked at the sky and sighed.

"How does the world see me, talk about me, impeach me? What does it have to do with me? What does it have to do with them if I do good things, do bad things, or do whatever I want? I don't have to live like what the world thinks. I am the unique Wei Wuliang. Why?

Do you want to live like the same person in their hearts?"
To be continued...