After explaining everything clearly, Ning Que left first.
He also had to inspect the wounded camp.
Upon hearing the news of his arrival, the wounded soldiers all came spontaneously. Upon seeing Ning Que, they all greeted him. Ning Que did not discourage their enthusiasm and chatted with them with a smile.
"Your Highness, how is Tian Zhongxun?"
"Is there even any need to ask? Since the prince has come, the rebellion must have been quelled. I guess that traitor Tian Zhongxun is dead too."
"Um."
Ning Que smiled and nodded.
His eyes scanned the entire audience.
Looking at these wounded soldiers, I feel so much emotion.
They are all fierce soldiers in the army.
They are also the best people in the world.
The capture of Bailing Island resulted in heavy casualties for Dafeng. Some of the troops were actually Tian Zhongxun's men, but they had been recruited by Ning Que. Finally, a temporary division of forces was made, with him leading a portion of the main force to aid Linzi. The rest, led by Hai Zai, would capture the five Bailing Islands.
Goguryeo took advantage of its rest and launched continuous counterattacks.
It also caused great damage to them.
The capture of Bailing Island was entirely due to their desperate efforts.
"Your Majesty, can I go to Goguryeo with you?"
"Count me in too!"
"Your Highness, I am quite good at archery."
"I want to be a personal guard too!"
"Haha, don't worry, everyone." Ning Que smiled and raised his hand, saying, "Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, so there's no need to worry. You've made many contributions in capturing Bailing Island. And you all know how important Bailing Island is. It's related to the safety of the entire war. In the future, there will be an endless supply of supplies transported to Bailing Island to facilitate the Eastern Expedition."
"You have captured it with great difficulty. If it is taken back by Goguryeo, it will even affect the overall situation. Therefore, I need you to stay on Bailing Island."
Ning Que knew what these soldiers were thinking.
None of them wanted to stay behind.
I also want to follow Ning Que on the Eastern Expedition.
After all, he is now famous.
Ning Que personally led the troops, often resulting in minimal casualties. He always found the enemy's weaknesses and exploited them. Furthermore, Ning Que was extremely compassionate towards his soldiers. Even in danger, he would never abandon anyone.
Thinking back to when he had defeated Longcheng, he could have easily retreated and let his deputy general Feng Jie handle the situation and buy time. But Ning Que chose the opposite and stayed. Finally, he crossed the river twice, led the Liao main force in a circle, and successfully returned to Yanmen Pass.
It is their blessing to follow a general like Ning Que.
Basically, I go there to pick up military merits.
As long as you follow orders, nothing will go wrong.
War inevitably involves sacrifice, but Ning Que is able to ensure victory with minimal casualties; that's his true strength. And even if someone were to die, Ning Que wouldn't mistreat their families.
Many of them were veteran soldiers who had joined Tian Zhongxun just to make a living. They had seen their comrades sacrificed on the battlefield before, only to have their salaries, not just pensions, embezzled by the captains, who then spent them on extravagant pursuits.
But in Prince Ning's army, it is absolutely impossible.
Every military pay would be handed over to them personally, and they were told not to waste it. Pensions would be distributed to their families, and they would be ensured to receive them.
"We all obey the prince."
"Yes." Ning Que nodded in satisfaction. "You don't have to worry. There are still many battles to fight. Your current task is to listen to the doctor and recover as soon as possible. The subsequent garrison of Bailing Island will also rely on you."
"Your Majesty is right."
"That's good."
Ning Que smiled and nodded.
“Life on the island is quite hard.”
"You guys haven't had an easy time these days."
"The king specially ordered the preparation of meat dishes."
"Today we're having lamb stew, and it'll nourish you too!"
"mutton?"
"Long live the prince!"
"Long live the prince!"
Everyone cheered.
Ning Que raised his hand and asked them to take it back.
But he didn't say anything more.
If it were before, he would have scolded him harshly.
But now it’s different…
Even if the Emperor knew, it wouldn't matter.
…
Goats were slaughtered one by one.
The strong smell of blood permeated the island.
These were all brought here specially by Ning Que.
Dafeng had clear laws prohibiting the slaughter of oxen and war horses. The royal nobility favored mutton, especially the hind legs and ribs, which were both fat and lean. For ordinary people, mutton was a precious commodity. Those who could enjoy pork or dog meat during festivals were considered fortunate.
With the war imminent, Ning Que also rewarded the three armies according to tradition, so he specially brought many fat sheep from Linzi, as well as jars of strong liquor.
These lambs don't need any seasoning.
After blanching, skim off the blood foam and then put it directly into the pot to cook. Add radish when it is almost ready, and finally sprinkle with chopped green onions and salt.
After all, high-end ingredients often require only the simplest cooking methods. The lamb was stewed to a perfectly tender consistency, and a bowl of lamb soup alone was enough to warm you up. Although winter had passed, early spring was still quite cold. The sea breeze on the island was especially unbearable for many. Now, a bowl of lamb soup, along with a few pieces of lamb, would easily complement a large bowl of rice.
“This mutton is so fresh!”
"I remember that it was only three years ago that I had mutton. I think it was the wedding of the Prince of Qi, and they had a piece of lamb ribs."
"You're lucky. I got a piece of the sheep's foot."
"I haven't tasted lamb in almost ten years."
They all devoured it.
Ning Que looked at them with a smile.
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