We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

More than 10,000 slaves joined Feng State, and registering their identity information was a hassle.

Li Che didn't have time to do these things, so he could only separate people of different races first.

Slaves from Daqing in the Central Plains automatically obtained Fengmin citizenship.

Most of these people were captured by the Khitans, and a small number were deserters from the previous Emperor Yang's conquest of Goryeo.

But no matter where they came from, as long as they were from the Central Plains, the moment they joined Feng State, they became noble Feng people and were naturally superior to other ethnic groups.

This approach may be a bit nationalistic, but nationalism is what Li Che wants!

He wanted to establish a rule in Fengguo that the people of Daqing were the noblest, and everyone should aspire to become a true Feng person, have the same status as the people of Qing, and work hard for it.

This will be the goal of all foreigners in Fengguo in the future. Only in this way can their subjective initiative be improved.

As for other slaves of the race, since they were not prisoners of war, they automatically obtained the sixth level of civil nobility.

The sixth level of nobility is already very good. You can choose your place of residence, move freely, participate in labor, and obtain most of the benefits.

If they want more power, they can only fight for it themselves.

The 4,000 surrendered Khitans were not so lucky. They all became the lowest nine ranks of civilian nobility.

They are prisoners of war, and prisoners of war should slowly climb up from the ninth level.

After arranging the slaves, Li Che called a meeting of the generals.

There was really no place to hold meetings in this broken city, so everyone just sat on the ground, somewhere on the wall.

Qiu Bai spread out a cowhide map. Li Che pointed to the location of Xiangping City on the map and said, "Time is running out, so let's make it short."

"We've taken Guangning City, but the war is far from over. We need to go to Xiangping City as soon as possible to join forces with the National Protection Army."

Li Che turned to look at Huo Duanxiao: "What's the situation of the Ninggu Army? Can we still make progress?"

Huo Duanxiao nodded: "The siege was not a fierce battle. It was over in an hour. The soldiers have enough physical strength."

"That's good." Li Che turned around and looked at the others. "What I mean is that the troops should set out immediately and rush to the city of Xiangping as quickly as possible."

"Xiangping City is under siege. Other Khitan tribes should have received the news and are heading to support them."

Wang Laosi looked worried: "General Chen and his men have been besieging Xiangping City for three days now. The Khitan reinforcements who are nearby must have arrived long ago."

Li Che shook his head: "It doesn't matter, the Khitan reinforcements will not attack immediately."

"A small Khitan tribe has only a few hundred people, and a medium-sized tribe has only two to three thousand people. How can they attack the 20,000-strong National Protection Army?"

"They can only wait until more and more reinforcements gather and enough people are gathered before launching a general attack."

"This time difference is exactly what I want. I want to reach the battlefield before the Khitan reinforcements gather!"

Li Che's analysis was well-reasoned and everyone nodded.

"Then...what about Guangning City?" Wang Sanchun asked.

"We must defend it," Huo Duanxiao said. "With Guangning City here, our rear will be safe, and we can also ensure that our food supply routes remain unobstructed."

"Then who will guard it?" Wang Sanchun asked again.

Li Che thought for a moment and looked at the people around him: "Let's choose a captain. Is there anyone outstanding in the Ninggu Army?"

Wang Sanchun suddenly thought of something: "There is one person... He was the one who ran out to report the attack on the mine."

After reporting the news at Dunzi Mine and making merit, his achievements were enough to qualify him for the rank of captain.

Wang Sanchun has always admired him, so he recommended him to Li Che as soon as possible.

"Bring it here, let me take a look."

Soon, Dunzi, wearing a captain's armor, rushed over.

"See Your Highness."

Li Che looked up and saw a tall, serious man in front of him, who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

There was a calmness in his eyes and there seemed to be an old wound on his arm, which was bandaged, but he looked quite reliable.

"Li Dunzi, right?" Li Che said, "You have the same surname as me, so we are destined to be together."

"This king wishes to hand over Guangning City to you. Do you dare to accept my order?"

"You'd better think carefully. After I leave with my troops, the surrounding Khitan tribes will learn that Guangning City has fallen and will surely launch a massive attack."

"The Khitans before them numbered over ten thousand, and they couldn't defend this city. Can you do it?"

Dunzi didn't agree immediately. After a moment's thought, he said, "How many troops can Your Highness leave for me?"

"Only two battalions, plus two thousand auxiliary troops!"

Auxiliary soldiers are armed civilians. Those civilians with higher loyalty are considered auxiliary soldiers after being given weapons.

"Your Highness, how long do you want me to guard?" Dunzi asked again.

"Half a month!"

"I am willing!" Dunzi said decisively.

"Good!" Li Che showed an admiring look on his face. "I will leave you another 200 grenades, and all the new Qing people who have joined the city will also be given to you."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Remember this." Li Che's expression changed. "Half a month, I want you to stay for half a month."

"If you lose the city within fourteen days, you will be sentenced to death. If you lose the city within fifteen days, I will still credit you with the first achievement!"

"I understand, as long as the city is safe, people will protect it!" Dunzi beat his chest with his hands and knelt on one knee.

"Okay, okay!" Li Che smiled and helped him up. "Your name is not good, Li Dunzi. It doesn't sound like the name of a general."

"How about I give you another name?"

"You..." Dunzi's calm face finally showed a look of surprise.

"A dun is a thick, large piece of stone." Li Che paced back and forth.

"Why not just use the word 'stone'? But just the word 'stone' doesn't sound nice either. How about..."

Li Che's eyes lit up and he looked at Dunzi: "How about Li Leshi?"

"The so-called engraving on stone means carving words on stone and erecting a monument to commemorate your achievements. This king hopes that you will achieve more merits and engrave them on stone to commemorate them."

"Engrave the stone...Engrave the stone..." Dunzi didn't answer, but just muttered the name absentmindedly.

Wang Sanchun was immediately furious and kicked him: "Why don't you thank me quickly!"

Li Leshi finally came to his senses and knelt again, his voice trembling: "Thank you, Your Highness, for the name!"

"Alright, alright, stop kneeling so easily." Li Che's eyes grew serious. "Li Leshi, remember this: fourteen days!"

"Yes, Your Highness! Fourteen days!"

. . . . . .

The National Protection Army camp at the foot of Xiangping City.

In the middle of the camp, there is a huge deep pit.

Above the deep pit, several generals of the National Protection Army fought in a row.

"There are more and more Khitan reinforcements around." Jie Ming took a deep breath and said, "Old Chen, do you really want to do this?"

**'s face was calm, his eyes fixed on the deep pit.

"There are 10,000 prisoners here. If we kill them all, it would be against the harmony of nature!" The boss Jie An also advised.

"If we don't kill them, what can we do?" ** Zhi said calmly, "We don't have enough food, and the Khitan troops are gathering around us more and more."

"When the fighting starts, we'll have to allocate people to watch over them. How can we fight this war?"

Jie Ming sighed and looked down.

The deep pit was filled with Khitan captives tied up with ropes, their faces full of fear.

There are as many as 10,000 people!