There will be few stars in Wu'an City next month.

The smoke from the battlefield is far from gone, and the strong and foul smell of blood spreads throughout the city. No one knows how many people died in this battle, but a blood-red stream has now gathered in the dried-up moat.

Flow far into the distance.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" A rebel urged the prisoners in front of him, "It's so hard to dig a hole."

On the other side, several prisoners laboriously carried the body and threw it into a pit.

A rebel sergeant nearby was already watching all this. Cleaning up the battlefield was not a good job in the first place. It was smelly and dirty, especially the weapons in the hands of the motley crew in Wu'an City. They didn't like the weapons at all. However, there were some supplies in the city that could be used.

plunder.

However, the leader of the alliance had given an order not to disturb the people on the day they entered the city, and any offenders would be killed without mercy, so they could not launch troops to plunder.

Zeng Yunfeng's army did not enter the city in large numbers, only a small number of soldiers took over Wu'an City.

Announcements and notices with the words "protect the territory and the people" have been plastered all over Wu'an City, and they also told the people that Ying Wugou was not planning to massacre the city or launch troops to plunder. This made the people of Wu'an City

The people let go of the knot in their hearts.

Zeng Yunfeng, the chief of the Chinese army, looked at the young-looking soldier in front of him, smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "What's your name?"

"To the leader of the alliance, I wish you Ding Shuangxi!"

"Ding Shuangxi! Whose tent is this?"

Ma Rong's face lit up and he stood up and said, "This is the last time the general will take down his tent."

"Well, that's right. I'll give the students the third level and thousands of hectares of military land. Come here, bring up the Bauhinia sword and the Suan Ni armor." As soon as Zeng Yunfeng finished speaking, two people were holding a pair of Suan Ni armor.

Come up with the Bauhinia Sword.

Zeng Yunfeng hung the sword on the waist of the soldier named Ding Shuangxi, patted him on the shoulder again and said: "Good men have aspirations in all directions. Now that the war has just begun, it is far from the time when the horses are released to Nanshan!"

Zeng Yunfeng said and looked around, "If there is still such a brave person in the future, he should be rewarded like this."

"Thank you, leader!" Ding Shuangxi handed over his hand.

Zeng Yunfeng smiled and said, "You deserve this. All the soldiers shed their lives and blood. How can Wu'an city be defeated in one go? This battle will definitely go down in history, and you, Ding Shuangxi, will also be recorded!"

Next to them, Ma Rong was delighted, while Qin Lu had a gloomy look on his face. Their Qianji Battalion was like this. There was nothing they could do about it. As artillerymen, even if they rushed into battle at the end, they would only be able to pick up the rind and eat, and nothing else would be gained.

Seeing the eager eyes of the generals in the tent, Zeng Yunfeng smiled and said: "There is still a large territory in the Central Plains waiting for us to conquer!"

"Send the order!"

"Strikes from all sides to encircle and annihilate the Mongolian army in Teng County. If we can capture Chahan, King of Ruyang, we will not hesitate to make him a duke."

"Get the order!" Many generals were delighted. Zeng Yunfeng said this, which meant that he was going to ascend the throne. Otherwise, how could he assign princes to the generals?

This is also what they expected in their hearts. Some of them rebelled against the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty based on their initial hatred for the Mongols, some to avenge their families, and some to hate the Snow Country.

But in the end, the latter group of people are just for fame and fortune. This is a naked contribution to the founding of the country. Who wouldn't be jealous?

Who among the founding heroes of the People’s Republic of China wouldn’t want to be such a person? History is like a surging river, with only a few people making ripples in it.

And all the founding heroes are among them. For them, this is both fame and fortune, and who wouldn’t be tempted?

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the scene in front of him, but he sighed in his heart. The bustling world is all for profit, and the bustling world is for profit.

How many people are not tied down by fame and fortune? How many of these beggars will be able to maintain their original aspirations in the future?

How many people will remember the original slogan of driving out the Tartars and restoring the Central Plains?

People will always change, become a little more powerful, become a little more realistic, and become a little bit unrecognizable in the mirror.

"Amitabha!" A loud Buddha's name seemed to come from the distant sky.

"Union Leader Ying committed such a crime, it's a sin, it's a sin!"

All the generals in the tent pricked up their ears. Some even walked out of the tent and looked outside the tent. They saw a monk in yellow and red robes standing on the roof above the Wu'an city tower.

Zeng Yunfeng opened the tent and walked out. He looked up at the monk standing on the tower of Wu'an City and said loudly: "Master, Ying Wugou has been waiting here for many days."

"What should come will eventually come. Why should Alliance Leader Ying worry about it? It's just that when the poor monk comes, it may not be what Alliance Leader Ying wants!"

The general next to him whispered, "Who is this monk? He speaks so loudly, is he impatient?"

Some of the generals had solemn expressions. For example, Ma Rong and Bai Ziyang knew it well. Others did not know, but they knew it very well.

Bai Ziyang looked at Qin Lu and shook his head. Qin Lu also sighed in his heart. How could they not know who the helmsman was waiting for below the city?

I didn't meet this person in Dadu at first, but now I met him in Wu'an City. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse?

Qin Lu knew even more clearly that the rebel army was said to be a rope, but in fact it was still a piece of loose sand. If Ying Wugou died, the rebel alliance would fall apart in an instant. Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Shicheng would all fight on their own and cede territory to each other.

king.

Only when Ying Wugu is around can the Rebel Alliance have a chance to form a rope and suppress these arrogant and powerful generals. Otherwise, the entire Jiangnan and Jianghuai areas will turn into a pot of porridge again.

This is actually the natural disposition of the Central Plains people. When it comes to internal strife, no nation can compare to the Central Plains nation.

There are traitors, there are conspirators, there are even more careerists, they are countless, they are endless.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the monk on top of the city tower and laughed loudly: "Master is joking, but Master has come all the way from Dadu. Why don't you come down from the eaves of the city tower to have a drink and stand on a high place like me?

My neck is also very sore!"

Zhu'er covered her mouth, but couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The monk said sternly: "Master Ying has created such a murderous karma, and the poor monk has no intention of drinking. It's better to get rid of this matter first. It is better to have a drink in front of Master Ying's grave in the future." The monk said this.

When he came out, many generals looked at him angrily, wishing they could eat the monk alive.

Zeng Yunfeng looked at the monk standing on the top of the tower with a smile. From his behavior of standing on the eaves of the tower, it could be seen that he was an extremely high-profile person.

A monk who has been practicing Buddhism for so long still loves to show off. This shows that he doesn't pay much attention to the three precepts of greed, anger and ignorance.
Chapter completed!