Zhang Wuji quickly waved his hands: "Uncle Yang, please don't say such self-deprecating words."
"We were able to capture Xuzhou today thanks to the lives of our soldiers."
"Speaking of supporting roles, I, Zhang Wuji, am the supporting role. But right now, we must not let our guard down."
"Xuzhou is an important city in the south of the Yangtze River. The Yuan court will never let us sit in Xuzhou. Given Zhao Min's temperament, I'm afraid it won't be long before they send a large army to attack us."
"So right now, we have to increase our vigilance. Starting from tonight, send out our whistles fifty miles away. Report to me immediately if there is any movement."
"Also, starting tomorrow morning, we will continue recruiting soldiers."
"There are hundreds of thousands of Han people in Xuzhou city. They have been oppressed by the Mongolian Tartars for many years. Give them some of the money and food in Xuzhou city. We must recruit another 30,000 people in the shortest time possible."
Finally, Zhang Wuji confessed another private matter.
He asked Yang Xiao to send someone to Guangmingding to pick up Han Zhao.
Zhang Wuji has always been a man of his word. Now that the great thing has been accomplished, he naturally has to fulfill his promise.
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After sending Yang Xiao away, Zhang Wuji hurried back to Zhou Zhiruo.
There was a handkerchief tied around Zhou Zhiruo's injured arm.
The handkerchief and her arm were already stained with blood.
Zhang Wuji was a little nervous and felt extremely distressed.
"Zhiruo, I'm sorry, I made you hurt, it's all my fault."
Zhou Zhiruo couldn't bear to see Zhang Wuji like this.
"Comparatively, she would rather feel sorry for herself."
Zhou Zhiruo quickly said: "Brother Wuji, don't be like this. I am not those little women. When I was in Emei, I often hurt myself."
"I don't feel any pain at all."
Zhang Wuji would never believe her lies, so he quickly pulled Zhou Zhiruo's other arm.
"Come on, let's find a quiet place so I can see your injuries."
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