"Then please ask Mr. Fan to take charge of this matter, and Mr. Zhou to provide full assistance."
"The staff, documents and archives of all levels under the Prince of Jin's Mansion and the Grand General's Mansion need to be moved to Xijing in batches and in an orderly manner."
"The families of military officers and meritorious soldiers should also be properly arranged to relocate together."
“And… as for His Majesty the Emperor,” he paused, “we should prepare his carriage and entourage with the ceremony of ‘respectfully welcoming His Majesty back to the old capital,’ and make sure His Majesty’s journey is safe and sound.”
He particularly emphasized the word "stability," which Han Zhong and Fan Nan naturally understood.
"We will do our utmost to live up to Your Highness's trust!" the three replied in unison.
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And at this very moment!
Thousands of miles away, in the area where the rugged mountains and fertile river valleys meet in the eastern part of the Northern Di.
A conquest and plundering campaign governed by the laws of the grasslands has just ended with a bloody curtain falling.
Wuzhu, the Left Wise King, was the eldest son of Wutugu, the Great Khan of the Northern Di. He was brave and skilled in battle, but also had a violent temper.
He stood amidst the chaos of a battlefield.
He was tall and imposing, draped in a blood-stained wolfskin cloak, his rugged face crisscrossed with several knife scars, and his sharp, hawk-like eyes were now gleaming with the cruel satisfaction of a conqueror.
Beneath his feet lay the last mountain fortress of the Goryeo people, which had just been captured.
The city wall collapsed in many places, with charred wood and broken bricks mixed together, wisps of smoke rising from it.
On the city wall, the flags symbolizing the Goryeo royal family had been torn to shreds and replaced by the totem flags of the Northern Barbarian wolves, fluttering in the blood-stained mountain wind.
Inside the city, cries for mercy and pleas for mercy mingled with the excited howls of the Northern Di soldiers and the clanging of weapons, creating a savage victory symphony.
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