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This war with the Dazi Kingdom has significantly boosted the overall strength of the Great Dragon Kingdom. Firstly, its territory size has increased dramatically. Already the largest in Asia, it has now become unmatched after annexing the Dazi Kingdom.

Secondly, almost all of Dazi's country has the best grasslands; any place here is a high-quality pasture.

As long as Da Long can manage things well, he will never lack warhorses and meat again.

From a personal perspective, Zhou Wu is definitely the biggest winner this time. At least 100,000 Dazi were captured, and most of them were sent by Zhou Wu to mine or grow bananas in the South China Sea.

Then, the warhorses that couldn't go to the battlefield were sent to the South China Sea to be loaded onto carts to improve the transportation industry there. After all, so much fruit needed to be transported to the mainland for sale, putting a lot of pressure on the transportation industry.

Finally, there were the captured weapons and the like. Although the money from selling them was to be handed over to Li Tiancheng, Zhou Wu ultimately decided how much money was made.

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Zhou Wu was still complaining about how well Wu Lulu could hide; it had been almost a month, and the 200,000-strong army still hadn't found any trace of her.

The very next day, news came from the front lines that Wululu had been captured.

"Where did you find it?"

Zhou Wu was so concerned because the logistics staff had nothing to do during this period and were so bored that they started making bets about where Wu Lulu was hiding.

Some say they have already fled to a neighboring country.

Some say they are still lurking in the grasslands.

Some even say that Wululu is actually dead.

The messenger was surrounded by people, all eager to hear Wululu's message as soon as possible.

"Tell me quickly, where were you caught?"

Seeing the messenger panting heavily, everyone became extremely anxious.

"Take a guess, even if you've only lived for a hundred years, you probably wouldn't be able to guess it."

The messenger's words made everyone even more curious. Could a living person really fly to the sky?

"Guess what bird egg it is, hurry up and tell me, or I'll beat you up."

A burly man grabbed the skinny messenger and led him up, but no one took it seriously; this was quite normal in the military camp.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you, Wululu was found hiding in a groundhog's burrow. He was stuck, and it took us a lot of effort to get him out."

"What, you mean groundhog? You mean that fat rat that's everywhere on the grasslands?"

Everyone present thought they had misheard. After all, although prairie prairie rats are much larger than Central Plains rats, they are still about the size of a cat. How could a person possibly enter their burrows?

"It's true. I didn't believe it at the time, but a lot of people saw it."

The messenger knew everyone would have this kind of expression.

"Whoosh, hiding in a mouse hole? How did he get in?"

The once-renowned Khan of the steppes was now dragged out of his rat hole by the soldiers of the Great Dragon Army. This news was even more surprising than the destruction of the Dazi Kingdom.

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The Crown Prince has already withdrawn from the front lines with Wululu under his command. Although Wululu has been captured, there are still many remnants of his army causing trouble on the grasslands.

The matter of recovering the remaining remnants is a trivial one, and of course, it doesn't require the Crown Prince to personally intervene. There are many other matters in the court that require his involvement.

When Li Junren returned to Beijing, he made a point of staying in Dortmund for a day.

"Where is Wululu? Let me see."

Zhou Wu still wanted to see what this once-powerful Khan was really like.

However, when Zhou Wu saw the other person, a sense of desolation rose in his heart.

"Why are you keeping them in a cage? They're not animals."

"You're suddenly being kind; his hands are stained with the blood of many of the people of the Great Dragon."

The Crown Prince never expected that Zhou Wu would be such a kind-hearted person.

The little rascal in the cage felt even more grateful to have met such a kind person. He was deeply moved that a high-ranking official from the Dragon Clan would propose marriage for him.

"Your Highness, you misunderstand. That's not what I meant. I meant, why not just kill them directly? Why leave them alive?"

“That won’t do. Killing them like this won’t satisfy the people.”

It turned out that he had misunderstood Zhou Wu, and the Crown Prince's tone softened slightly.

"To vent your anger? Then let's have the punishment of slow slicing."

What is slow slicing (lingchi)?

The Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Qing Dynasty, as the name suggests, were the penal codes used during the Qing Dynasty. These codes certainly did not exist in other eras, so it is normal that Crown Prince Li Junren was unaware of them.

"Lingchi involves immobilizing the prisoner and then cutting off pieces of flesh from their body one by one with a knife. This requires a great deal of skill from the executioner, because the prisoner must be able to survive even after a thousand cuts."

"You vicious brat, who are you? What grudge do you have against me that you would use such cruel methods against me?"

"My name is Zhou Wu."

"Zhou Wu?"

The voice sounded vaguely familiar.

"Does this name sound familiar? He is Zhou Wu, the inventor of firearms and cannons. That day, it was Zhou Wu who led the Qingyang Army to bombard your cavalry."

The Crown Prince kindly reminded him from the side, and Wu Lulu immediately remembered that his defeat was entirely due to Zhou Wu, so how could he not hate him?

Now he wished he could devour Zhou Wu alive.

"Who are you trying to scare by baring your teeth like that? Damn it, you won't behave even if you get caught. Starve him for three days first."

. . . . . .

"I'll take that Benbo'er back to the South China Sea with me."

Zhou Wu spoke as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Indeed, for someone at the county magistrate level like Zhou Wu or Crown Prince Li Junren, such a transfer was extremely minor.

"What, are you trying to undermine Father Emperor?"

"you know?"

Hearing Li Junren say this, does he know about Benbo'er's affairs?

"I know that the emperor personally selected me as the top scholar. I was in the main hall at the time. Apart from getting fatter, I haven't changed at all."

Zhou Wu found it strange. Since Li Junren knew about Benbo'er's situation, given his personality, didn't he intend to help him?

"So you're just going to watch talent go to waste?"

Faced with Zhou Wu's questioning, Li Junren could only smile helplessly.

"Some things are beyond my control, but it's good that he's with you now."

"Now that you say that, I'm even more curious. Is this melon really that big?"

"We're talking about this, what kind of melon are you talking about?"

"That's not the point. You know the inside story, tell me?"

"There are some things you're better off not knowing."

Damn, Li Junren has always been completely open with Zhou Wu, but now he's saying this gossip can't be told. This instantly made Zhou Wu realize that things might not be so simple, and that the emperor was interfering. Zhou Wu regretted it a bit. The seemingly harmless Benboer was actually quite complicated.

Now that you mention it, I'm starting to regret it. I think I'll just return it.

"Hey, no way! Even though he has a big secret, it doesn't stop him from following you."

Li Junren, fearing that Zhou Wu might change his mind, quickly tried to dissuade him.

"You mean, there's no danger in bringing him along?"

"Yes, there is no danger, but you must never try to uncover his secrets."

"Does he even know it himself?"

"do not know."

"That's good."

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