"It is not only conducive to governance, but also helps soldiers from the north and south adapt to the environment, isn't it?"

Zhao Wei pondered, and it turned out that what his father thought of was this relationship.

This is no longer a matter of the Mayans training, but a remanagement of the Song Dynasty's army from the perspective of overall coordination.

"It makes sense, but my dad is capable!"

Zhao Wei first pats it for the first time.

Zhao Yuluo glared at him with a smile, "Boy, don't fool your father with a nice sound!"

"But you, this battle is beautiful, and you are worse than asking yourself about your father!"

Well, the father and son came to joking each other.

After muttering, Zhao Wei immediately changed his face and agreed to Lega's request.

However, we cannot stay all of them. Three hundred thousand people distributed 100,000 to stay in Xindu, and the remaining 200,000 were returned to Xinyashan. Three years later, another 100,000 will be sent to replace the defense.

Lega was naturally happy, mainly because he could just stay in the north.

After finalizing all matters, Zhao Wei led the army back to Seattle and then returned by boat there.

When we come, the father and son go out together, and when we leave, we have to be separated from each other.

On the day the army set off, Zhao and Luo came to see the bastard off and couldn't help but sigh, "I also said that I would bring Wang Yu to see him as my father, and I could steal a few days of leisure here. But I went to the battle again."

Zhao Yuluo was obviously a little old-fashioned and sighed, "I don't know when I will be able to hold my grandson."

Zhao Wei also knew that he had shaken his father again this time, and smiled apologized: "It's too soon! Xiao Yuer can't get pregnant this time. As her life is, Ying'er is almost three years old. She will take him over and play with her own father."

"Ph!" Zhao Yuluo frowned, "What's this called?"

"Warning you, don't win! The child is still young and cannot withstand the bumps at the sea. If something goes wrong, I can't spare you!"

"Okay!" Zhao Wei listened to his father and didn't insist on this matter. His eyes rolled, "Dad, I'll think about it."

Zhao Yuluo, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhao Wei, "It seems a bit unreliable to hold a grandson now. Otherwise, you always get a younger brother for me first?"

Zhao and Luo were stunned and his mind didn't turn around for a moment.

However, Zhao Wei said with a smile: "We have found you all. The status and age of the Han people are really gone."

"But, do you know that Asan, the high priest of Lanqin? I think she can do it! The old girl is pretty good, I don't mind calling her stepmother."

"What do you think? As long as you keep nodding, I will do the rest."

"You" Zhao Yuluo's face turned red immediately. After a while, he realized, and raised his leg and kicked him, "You are a villain!! Looking for death!"

"Ah!" Zhao Wei laughed and ran away, got on the horse and ran away.

I haven't been beaten by my own father for many years. In the old saying, this is called: I'm tight-skinned

After saying goodbye to Zhao and Luo, Zhao Wei led his troops to Seattle and walked for a month.

As he said, the winter in the north came as promised, and many southern soldiers could not adapt at all.

When the army arrived in Seattle, the first winter snow fell and many people suffered from frostbite.

This forced the plan to rest for a few more days in Seattle to be put on hold, and the army began to board the ship and return south.

But before leaving, there were still a few people who didn't deal with it.

The father and daughter of the Maki, and Hojo Yoshito.

That's right, Hojo Yoshishi lived, and Zhao Wei didn't know that Yoshishi was alive until then.

It was very surprising. After asking carefully, I realized that this was due to the two military doctors. It was their local method to save Han soldiers in the army, and it played a key role at this time.

This made Zhao Wei understand another truth: he, a time traveler, was very failed.

Facts have proved that the cognition of later generations may not necessarily work. An era has the characteristics of an era and the wisdom of an era.

However, Yi Shi survived, but he asked Zhao Wei a problem. How to deal with this guy?

It is definitely not allowed to be put back. This person is different from Zhenjin’s father and daughter. He does not owe Shi Zong’s favors and has no layout considerations. Why should he put them back?

After thinking about it, I finally decided to take it back to Xinyashan first, and transport it back to Xinyashan with tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers captured and then make plans.

The father and daughter of Zhenjin have been left for two months, and Zhao Wei finally decided to have a good talk with Zhenjin.
Chapter completed!