Generals died in hundreds of battles, and their bodies were replaced by horse leather.
This is the highest goal pursued by countless soldiers throughout the ages. Of course, under this goal, the best result is to immediately become a marquis and rest with the country.
The prince who is in the army is just a member of this army.
Back then, even the King of Yan, Zhu Di, was just a member of the army, and then slowly gained the recognition and following of the frontier troops in Peiping.
Ning Wang Zhu Quan, who is only sixteen years old now, is a very good military commander.
The officers of the forward battalion of the Southern Expedition in the direction of Zhennanguan were all excited when they saw with their own eyes that King Ning Zhu Quan, who was the general of the forward battalion, took the lead and led the generals across the river to kill the south bank.
The water in Qiqiong River is very warm, probably because it is in the south.
The narrow entrance upstream was blocked bit by bit by officers and soldiers early this morning with rocks, so that they could now have the opportunity for Zhu Quan to wade towards the south bank with bare legs.
Zhu Quan couldn't remember why he was the first to rush to the south bank.
He only remembered that when his brothers returned to Beijing last year, he went to ask for advice on military formations and why he should be a general.
The fourth brother told him at that time that before he became the commander-in-chief of an army, even if he was a general, he should regard himself as the most ordinary soldier.
In every battle, the general must fight for the lead.
Only when the general takes the lead can he lead the entire army to bravely penetrate the enemy's military formation.
Only the Ming Dynasty will be victorious!
Zhu Quan, who had already rushed to the middle of the Qiqiong River, roared again.
The soldiers who were originally following him roared past him like tigers descending the mountain, blocked his way, and rushed towards the Annan people on the south bank who had been thrown into chaos by three consecutive days of gunpowder bombing. More officers and soldiers of the forward battalion were also organized into groups, and the centurions had a warhead spread across the entire river. They showed a sense of order amidst the chaos, and fought towards the south bank one after another.
"The people of Ming Dynasty have crossed the river!"
"Damn Akito is coming!"
"Blow the drum quickly."
"A thousand people grow! Where do a thousand people grow?"
"Express report to the general to send troops to support the river bank."
On the south bank of the Qiqiong River, the Annan soldiers looked at the Ming army rushing towards the river in horror, and roared in fear.
Some people began to retreat, not daring to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Ming army.
But soon, groups of officers and soldiers from the Chinese Army arrived to support them, including generals from the army.
After the supervising team killed several people who retreated the fastest, the Annan soldiers on the river bank finally calmed down.
"Bow and arrow shooting!"
"Shield Soldiers! Shield Soldiers, quickly form a formation on the river embankment!"
"The spear battalion and the sword battalion form a formation!"
"Hold off the Ming people. Kill one person and get a reward, kill two people and get land, kill three people and get a promotion!"
Encouraged by the murderous war team and rewards for military exploits, the Annan soldiers on the south bank of the Qiqiong River finally began to organize military formations.
Countless arrows were freely thrown towards the bed of the Qiqiong River, where the water could only reach the calf, and towards the Ming army rushing ashore.
Ding ding ding.
The Annamite arrows began to work.
The sound of arrows hitting the fine scales was endless, making Zhu Quan feel that there was an invisible force swelling and rolling inside his body.
"Send the order, the trebuchets penetrate deep into the enemy's center."
"Go ashore and seize the embankment!"
On the way to the shore, Zhu Quan turned around and roared angrily at the messenger who had been following him.
The messenger immediately raised his shield and clasped it behind his back, turned around and ran back towards the north bank.
The river water is gradually turning red, which is the blood flowing from the Ming Dynasty soldiers who were injured by the arrows of the Annan people on the south bank.
Zhu Quan supported a soldier in front of him who was leaning back after being shot by an arrow, and looked back at the soldier following behind him, holding the general's flag.
"It's lifted!"
The flag soldiers nodded heavily and responded loudly: "The people are here and the flag is there!"
"Those who capture the flag, I, the King, come before me to ask for merit!"
Zhu Quan roared angrily, brandishing the long knife in his hand, and finally reached the south bank of Qiqiong River.
Sixteen-year-old Zhu Quan already has enough physical strength and body to participate in the collision of blood and flesh.
The soldiers in front of him were already fighting with the Annan soldiers on the river bank.
Just three thousand versus ten thousand.
The Ming army was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers.
Zhu Quan looked back at the officers and soldiers of the forward battalion who were still in the river.
There are less than a thousand people left who have not yet disembarked.
Knowing what he knew, Zhu Quan rushed towards the Annan army formation that had been shattered by the impact.
After cutting down several Annan people one after another, Zhu Quan's eyes suddenly opened up, and endless mountains and flat valleys appeared in front of him.
Countless enemy battle flags filled the entire camp.
One of the tallest towers was erected in front of the Chinese military tent in the distance.
"Capture the flag!"
Zhu Quan, who had several arrows stuck in his fine scale armor, roared and sent the long knife in his hand into the chest of an Annan man in front of him, and immediately shouted loudly.
The blood on the blade slid down the edge and landed on his face.
But it made the young general look more powerful.
"The forward battalion has already crossed the river."
Ten miles downstream of Langshan Pass, General Chang Nan, Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army Commandery, and Founding Duke Chang Sheng, dressed in military uniform, looked back upriver with calm eyes.
There was smoke everywhere, the sky was filled with thick smoke, and the sound of killing was loud.
The deputy general bowed and clasped his fists and said: "The battle has begun for a quarter of an hour, and no enemy troops have come to support us yet."
Chang Sheng smiled silently: "It seems that the forward battalion has dragged out the enemy troops."
The deputy general nodded, looked at the general, then turned around and raised his arms and shouted: "The army is crossing the river!"
"Get out!"
"The whole army marches out!"
"General Xuanwei's camp seizes the shore!"
"Seize Daluo and conquer Annan!"
More than 20,000 troops marched out from Zhennanguan and roared in unison.
On the other side, only a few hundred Annamites were on guard.
General Xuanwei's camp of the southern army only had a thousand men, but there were thousands of men and thousands of cavalry.
After the general's military order was issued, everyone came out in full force.
A shallow riverbed of tens of meters was passed under the hooves of horses in the blink of an eye.
The entire army, under the command of generals at all levels, still maintained a complete formation even when it was marching ashore.
As the general who conquered the south, Chang Sheng no longer had to personally lead troops to kill the enemy. After the front army and the left and right guards rushed to the south bank and killed all the Annan people on the opposite side, Chang Sheng led his central army camp.
Cross the river.
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The war in front of him was not enough to cause ripples in Chang Sheng's heart.
The Ming Dynasty had more heroic and heroic wars in the far north.
That's where thousands of armies fight against each other.
If it weren't for the Annan Situ named Chen Yuandan who was too foolish and loyal, Chang Sheng thought that he would have led his army outside Daluo City in Annan by now.
Today's Ming Dynasty is unable to win every battle except when facing feuds from the Central Plains on the grasslands, but what about enemies in other places?
Ming Dynasty is invincible.
The Ming army is also invincible.
"Order General Xuanwei to drive to Langshan Pass as quickly as possible."
After Chang Sheng's imperial horse arrived on the south bank of Qiqiong River, he first ordered General Xuanwei, who had all the cavalry, to go to Langshan Pass.
He was a little worried about whether the young Prince Ning could control the young man's impulse to rush into battle and kill the enemy.
It’s not that a prince in the Ming Dynasty couldn’t die, but he definitely couldn’t die in a place like Annan.
The facts also proved Chang Sheng’s conjecture.
Chang Sheng, who was worried about whether something would happen to His Royal Highness Prince Ning as the commander of the forward battalion, personally led the Chinese military battalion and followed General Xuanwei's battalion to Langshan Pass.
Chang Sheng saw Zhu Quan lying sprawled on the ground in a pool of blood under the Annan army. His whole body was covered in blood, with broken bones and rotten flesh deep into the gaps between his fine scales. p>
General Xuan Wei, who was the first to arrive at the Annan camp under Lang Son Pass, looked at the general hesitantly and whispered: "When the last general came over, he was lying here. I think he must have lost strength." Chang Sheng frowned and looked at the Annan Langshan Pass Wall that had turned into a sea of fire.
"Why not send him to the military doctor?"
General Xuanwei said: "His Highness said he would just lie down for a while, and no one touched him."
Chang Sheng's frown became more and more tense, and he waved his hand at General Xuanwei, signaling the other party to clean up the battlefield.
Chang Sheng himself walked to Zhu Quan, stretched his head and looked down at Prince Ning who was lying in a pool of blood.
"As the commander of the forward battalion, the enemy's formation is defeated, why can't we pursue it?"
Zhu Quan was stunned for a moment, and saw that the white clouds blown by the wind in front of him were blocked by the general. After he realized who was coming, he said: "The enemy army was defeated. The general held the central camp, but the opponent's general
He took the rear barracks and fled into Lang Son Pass, and set the pass on fire to block our army's pursuit."
Chang Sheng nodded: "The forward battalion doubled the enemy and defeated it. This is the first achievement of my army in the southern expedition."
After finishing speaking, Chang Sheng turned his gaze to look at the enemy army's large sword, which was leaning on the wooden platform in front of the Chinese army's tent. It seemed to be burning, but was wiped out by blood and water.
"Are you the flag capturer?"
"It's Sun Laowu!" Finally, Zhu Quan suddenly sat up from the pool of blood. A stream of blood flowed from his body to the ground and merged into the pool of blood. He looked at him with wide eyes.
Chang Sheng: "It was Sun Laowu who captured the flag!"
The lieutenant general, who had just finished counting the casualties of the forward battalion, was walking over from a short distance away. Hearing King Ning's words, he couldn't help but be startled.
Chang Sheng heard the sound and looked over, then sneered and looked down at Zhu Quan: "You want to give up the merit? Do you want to accept the merit in private in front of me?"
Zhu Quan stared at Chang Sheng with his neck raised: "Sun Laowu is the one who captures the flag!"
Chang Sheng snorted coldly, waved his arms heavily, ignored the dizzy Zhu Quan, turned around and walked to the deputy general of the forward battalion.
Without the general having to speak in person, the deputy general of the forward battalion immediately bowed and clasped his fists.
The lieutenant general swallowed, his throat twitching, and he forgot to glance at His Highness Prince Ning who was sitting on the ground, and whispered: "General, Sun Laowu is the leader of the forward battalion's personal troops. In this battle, he won two out of thirty.
Arriving in front of the Annan Central Army's Dachong, he killed the enemy's flag bearer and was hit by seven arrows. The general arrived and kicked down the Annan Dachong, but Sun Laowu had already died..."
This is a confusing account.
Capture the flag Capture the flag.
Naturally, he wanted to capture the enemy's flag. Zhu Quan kicked down the Annan people's flag, so he was naturally regarded as the flag capturer.
But how could Sun Laowu, who fought all the way to the front of the Chinese army and even killed the flag bearer, not be considered a flag capturer?
As if seeing the hesitation in Chang Sheng's heart, the deputy general of the forward battalion stepped forward and whispered: "Sun Laowu's son is a small flag officer in Taisun's tribe."
Chang Sheng finally said yes and said to the military commander who came over: "Test the merits. Sun Laowu, the leader of the Qing army in the forward camp, captured the flag and won the first merit."
"I would like to thank you, General, for the fair examination of merit!"
Under the banner of the Annan man, Zhu Quan rolled over and stood up, bowing respectfully to Chang Sheng's back.
The deputy general of the forward battalion was also happy.
Sun Laowu got the first merit. Although he is gone, with this merit, his son will probably be able to get a job as a governor of Qianhu. As long as he can return to Yingtian from Annan, he will at least be a deputy.
A thousand households, even a thousand households is not a bad idea.
When the deputy general looked at Zhu Quan, the commander of the forward battalion, his eyes had already changed.
A general who does not care about the merits of his subordinates is the easiest to win the followers of his subordinates.
As time goes by, the burning Lang Son Pass in the distance becomes brighter and brighter under the gradually sunset sky.
The sky is filled with countless sparks.
At this time, the southern conquering army that crossed the river also gathered in front of Langshan Pass one after another.
Seeing the generals gathered in front of him, Chang Sheng ordered in a deep voice: "Instruct the generals to set up camp and bury the pots to make rice. When the fire goes out tomorrow, the army will continue to move south."
There are not too many military and strategic deployments.
Only the two words "horizontal push" are sufficient.
……
"Chen Qiong has gone crazy!"
"For five days, he pushed down all the powerful and gentry families in Qinghua City!"
Thanh Hoa City Lord’s Palace.
Zhu Shangbing, who had just returned from leading troops outside the city, stuffed a piece of meat bun into his mouth. His mouth was bulging, and he stood in front of Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi who were slowly chewing their breakfast and started shouting. p>
Zhu Yunxi was still chewing food, so he naturally chose not to speak.
Zhu Gaochi, who was sitting next to him and drinking porridge, swallowed the food in his mouth into his stomach, waved his hand and picked up the handkerchief on the table to wipe his lips clean, and looked up at Zhu Shangbing: "Where did he kill?"
Zhu Shangbing was stunned for a moment, then waved his military robe with his back and sat down in front of the two of them. While filling his mouth with fried rice dumplings, he explained in a humming voice: "The seventy-three powerful families in Qinghua City
, all 219 families of gentry were wiped out by Chen Qiong! Now, he has begun to plan to take people to the south of Jianchang City to kill people."
Zhu Yunxi suddenly raised his head: "Give him a message, he can come back and have a rest."
Zhu Gaochi explained: "The cities in Jianchang were deliberately left to us by Chen Yuandan. He wanted us to divide our troops and station them so that he could fully respond to the general's southern expedition."
Zhu Shangbing, who had eaten four fried rice dumplings, stretched his neck and asked: "Aren't you worried that he killed too much?"
Zhu Gaochi slapped the handkerchief on the table and rolled his eyes: "If we don't kill enough, how can we let those Annan people know that I, the Ming Dynasty, have come to make decisions for them?"
"You are really evil!" Zhu Shangbing didn't know what he was thinking of. He cursed at Zhu Yunxi and Zhu Gaochi, and then said, "So, what are you two going to do in Qinghua City next?" p>
"Of course I want the people of Cochin to understand the truth."
"What's the point?"
Zhu Yunxi wiped his lips clean and looked at Zhu Shangbing: "Jiaozhi people need to understand that we are here to bring them well-being."
Zhu Shangbing curled his lips, he couldn't understand this thing even more.
Then there was an ambiguous and evil smile on his face.
"I heard that Chen Qiong is trying his best to find a woman from the Chen Dynasty royal family for you."