Qi Chuan raised his head and watched the bright sun and moon flags fluttering in the wind, and burst into laughter.
This is the national flag of the Ming Dynasty, and I am the first flag-bearer.
Glory, supreme glory!
Qi Chuan's heart was very hot and he held the flagpole tightly. The emperor once said that wherever the sun and moon flag is planted, it will be the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and it will be guarded by the sergeants of the Ming Dynasty!
I want to hold and carry the national flag of the Ming Dynasty and plant it in the Western Regions! I heard that the wind there is very strong, it must be beautiful to blow the flag.
"Xiao Chuanzi, wave the flag!"
The veteran Zhao Tie shouted.
Qi Chuan looked sideways at Zhao Tie and replied, "Okay."
Zhao Tie looked at the dancing national flag and tutted twice: "You said we should put the national flag on the head of Sama's horse. Will the emperor make us an earl?"
Qi Chuan smiled and said: "Uncle Zhao, Sama is not a human being..."
"I know, it's a horse."
"It's not a horse either. Alas, it's Samarkand. It's a place."
"What's so rare about Sama? Didn't the General say they have a lot of cavalry?"
Zhao Tie stared.
Qichuan was speechless.
The veteran Liang Jie laughed loudly, pointed at Zhao Tie and said, "I asked you to doze off while the general was speaking. I said, Lao Tie, are you okay? I heard that before you left, you had not been with your mother-in-law for eight days. Get out of bed, aren't you feeling weak?"
"Fuck you, I'm so hard!"
Zhao Tie slapped his chest, making a thumping sound.
Liang Jie took a look at Zhao Tie's body. Zhao Tie was so hairy that he patted the big knife on his back and threatened: "What, why don't we wait until the next campsite to fight?"
Liang Jie shuddered and refused quickly: "Forget it, I don't dare to bully you. If your mother-in-law finds out, she will have to come to my house and tear it down. By the way, this is a good opportunity for us to make contributions. The strategy of the new army, Kill one enemy, raise the flag, and be rewarded with twenty taels. Kill three enemies, and be rewarded with sixty taels, and be promoted directly to the Hundred Houses. If you can kill the opponent's general, you will be promoted to the command history by nine levels of military merit."
Zhao Tie glared at Liang Jie: "You just cut off Timur. I won't be able to promote you to the rank of Dusi, and I will treat you as a marquis."
Liang Jie shook the spear in his hand and said: "Who can say luck accurately? I asked a fortune teller to tell me that I have the face of a feudal prince. I don't think Tamerlane will put his head here. I One shot killed him, and if you want to come to the door in the future, you won’t be able to come in without three kilograms of pig head meat.”
Zhao Tie spat and asked, "Isn't it Blind Man Liu who is telling your fortune?"
"How did you know?"
Liang Jie was surprised.
Zhao Tie rolled his eyes at Liang Jie, "Only a blind man would say you have the face of a feudal prince."
Qi Chuan looked at the two bickering veterans and interjected: "If any of you kill Timur, tell me, and I will put the flag in front of his head, so that even if he dies, he will have to look at our national flag and go to hell." I can also explain clearly to the Lord of Hell that he was killed by our Ming Dynasty."
"OK!"
Zhao Tie and Liang Jie agreed with a smile.
"March quickly, march nearly ten miles, and camp outside Kaifeng City."
Yang Fenghuo was riding on the horse. He clamped his legs on the horse and the horse ran over quickly. Then he repeated it at the top of his voice. He ran from the front of the team to the back of the team. The continuous army was like a long strip. There is a distance of twelve miles from the beginning of the team to the end of the team.
The spring breeze blows the cloak and the red cherry blossoms dance.
Yang Fenghuo ran wildly and shouted orders.
It has been eight years since he entered the capital. This is the second time he has participated in the war, no, it should be said to be the first time.
During the Battle of Annan, I participated but seemed not to participate. I participated because I went on an expedition with the army, but I didn't participate because I was serving as a reserve. When it was my turn to charge, I couldn't squeeze through the enemies I could see on the battlefield.
The knife was drawn, no one was killed, no head was chopped off, what kind of participation does this have...
During this Western Expedition, I heard that Timur brought hundreds of thousands of people with him. This was an opportunity that we couldn't let go.
Each head of the Annan people was only worth ten taels of silver. They were slaughtered by Zhang Fu and bombarded with cannons all night long. Many of the heads could not be found. Half of the heads were not counted as military merit. This time, no matter what, a few Timurids must be chopped off. The heads of the cavalry were valuable items. Each head cost twenty taels of silver, which was twice as expensive as Annan's head.
"Speed up and camp in Kaifeng!"
Yang Fenghuo continued to shout, with longing in his eyes.
As a new force in the Ming Dynasty's capital army, I should go to the battlefield, kill the enemy and perform meritorious service, and then I can honor my ancestors when I come back!
Timur, I heard that you are very strong, it doesn’t matter, we are not weak either, let’s try and see who can stand at the end!
Yang Fenghuo ran to the end of the infantry team in one breath and met the generals Qu Neng and He Fu who were supervising the team behind him. He immediately clasped his fists and said, "The general has orders to speed up the march and camp in Kaifeng."
Qu Neng nodded gloomily and shouted to Yang Fenghuo, who wanted to turn around and leave, "I'll give you a task."
"Huh? General, please give me your instructions."
Yang Fenghuo was a little shocked and didn't understand what Qu Neng wanted to do.
Qu Neng pointed to the back and said: "There are two deserters tied to the horse behind. Go and release them and tell them to go back to the capital. Don't be a coward under me!"
Yang Fenghuo suddenly became angry, deserter?
There are actually deserters in the Beijing army? Two more appeared?
damn it!
How did this group of people get along in the Beijing Army until now? Regarding the strategy of the new army, the emperor gave such good treatment, supported the army and subordinates, and was even willing to pay part of the medicine for the parents of the top soldiers when they were sick. Now when they are asked to fight the enemy with all their strength, they actually want to be deserters?
"If the general doesn't give me a military order, let me kill them!"
Yang Fenghuo patted his waist knife.
"Where is all this nonsense? Go!"
He Fu scolded.
Yang Fenghuo had no choice but to drive his horses and continue moving forward. This was a cavalry team of two thousand, located behind the infantry, responsible for holding back and supervising the team. At the end of the team, there are two infantrymen following the horses, with their hands tied with long ropes. If they don't follow, they will be dragged away by the horses. Dragging, but it will drag people to death, especially the cavalry. After starting to run, it’s not impossible to stop somewhere and look back, only one pair of hands is left.
"I was ordered by the general to release him."
Yang Fenghuo said to the cavalry.
When Huang Zhen, the commander-in-chief, saw that he was the messenger, he asked the cavalry to release them. The cavalryman slashed the rope with his sword, not even bothering to dismount and untie it.
Yang Fenghuo looked at the two embarrassed infantrymen, frowned and asked Huang Zhen: "Where are their weapons? Give them back."
Huang Zhen looked disdainful and patted the spear hanging on the saddle: "What qualifications do deserters have to own weapons? Let me hand it over! If you want to give it to them, go and ask the general for an order!"
Yang Fenghuo was helpless. This group of cavalry was very proud. Their elite 3,000 battalions were the most powerful force in the Beijing army. They had always looked down upon the Fifth Army Camp and the Shenji Battalion.
Turn over and dismount.
Yang Fenghuo looked at the two sergeants. They looked similar to himself. They were less than thirty years old and should be new soldiers.
"What are your names?"
Yang Fenghuo stepped forward and untied the rope from the sergeant's hand. His wrist had been strangled red and bruised.
"I am Zheng Jun, and he is Zhou Qian. You, you don't want to kill us, do you?"
Zheng Jun was a little panicked.
Yang Fenghuo also untied Zhou Qian, looked at the cavalry who had pulled some distance, and said to the two of them: "You are really confused. You have memorized the new army regulations. If you are a deserter, you will be punished with ten lashes and expelled from the military camp. , The whole family is in disgrace! How can a dignified man become a deserter?"
Zheng Jun lowered his head and said: "My son is only five years old. I don't want my son to lose his father! I have heard that Timur has countless armies and destroyed countless countries. He is the most powerful person in the west."
"Snapped!"
Yang Fenghuo slapped Zheng Jun in the face and shouted angrily: "You motherfucker told me that you became a deserter because of your son? I tell you, if your son knew that his father was a shameful deserter, in the Ming Dynasty What would your son think if he ran away when he needed to kill the enemy and perform meritorious service? He would think that it would be better not to have you as a father!"
"As a man, you motherfucker has two guns! Now, let me see, even the gun in your crotch is useless! For the sake of your son, it's all nonsense, you are just afraid of death!"
Zheng Jun did not dare to resist, his face was burning with pain.
That's right, I was just afraid of death. When I joined the Beijing Army, I did it for food, and the salary was not for death. After so many years of peace, Zhu Yunwen still wants to fight!
Annan, I was lucky enough not to be selected to participate, but this time my luck was not so good.
The enemy is Tamerlane. Last night the colonel was still talking about how Tamerlane has heavy cavalry and light cavalry. Let us guys with spears be careful.
Oh my god, heavy cavalry, if you go up with a gun, what else will you do if you don't die?
I heard that if the heavy cavalry horses stepped on me, my head would be crushed. It was so terrible that I didn’t want to die.
Yang Fenghuo looked at Zhou Qian who was silent and said with a loud mouth: "You are also a coward who is afraid of death!"
Zhou Qian was helpless and did not dare to resist.
Yang Fenghuo wanted to draw out his sword and kill these two cowards, but then he thought about it, these two were soldiers of the Ming Dynasty and his brothers. If the brothers failed to live up to their expectations, a slap in the face would be enough, but drawing a knife would be too much.
"You are afraid of death, so you are deserters! But do you know? I am also afraid of death, terribly afraid!"
Yang Fenghuo lowered his sword and said seriously.
Zheng Jun and Zhou Qian raised their heads and looked at Yang Fenghuo in surprise. Zheng Jun hesitated and asked, "Then why are you still in the army?"
Yang Fenghuo laughed and said in a calmer tone: "This is a good question. We all have families and children. Who doesn't want to be with his wife and children, and who doesn't want to live a peaceful life? But what a fucking post. Mu'er doesn't want us to live a peaceful life. Think about it, if you are holding your wife while doing errands, and suddenly a group of people come and kill your son in front of you and humiliate your wife and daughter. What will you do?"
"Needless to say, of course we will kill them!"
Zheng Jun said angrily, and Zhou Qian hummed twice.
Yang Fenghuo nodded heavily and said, "What if they have a knife in their hands? What if they can kill you easily?"
Zheng Jun's expression changed, but thinking about the humiliation of his wife and children, he couldn't help shouting: "Then let's fight! If you want to bully my family, you have to at least step on my body!"
Yang Fenghuo raised his hand, patted Zheng Jun on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Good man! This is what we have to do now. You know how terrifying Timur is, and I also know that with a hundred thousand troops in Beijing, who can I don’t know?! But look, how many people are deserters? It’s not that they are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of something more terrible than death! They are not going to fight, but to protect their parents, wives, and children!”
"this……"
Zheng Jun and Zhou Qian looked ashamed.
Yang Fenghuo pointed to the army in front, looked at the flying sun and moon flag and said: "You ask me why I am still in the army, because the sun and moon flag needs me to protect it, because the Ming Dynasty needs us to protect it! We are the Beijing army, The most elite and toughest soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are the most bloody and brave soldiers! The sun and moon flags are calling us, the emperor is waiting for us, and our families are waiting for us. Can you be deserters?"
"cannot!"
Zheng Jun and Zhou Qian gritted their teeth and shouted.
Yang Fenghuo got on his horse and shouted sharply: "Now, line up for me! March quickly and camp in Kaifeng!"
"As you command!"
Zheng Jun and Zhou Qian formed a team, striding forward with sonorous steps and determined eyes!
