Dandere General and his Lord

Chapter 48

Ah Feng raised her head and looked at the man standing against the wind on the stairs.

He remembered the man's promise to himself.

If you survive this, I will give you a surname.

You'll see more than just a little bit. You'll see more. There will be no more slaves in the world. There will be no more children who suffer from the sins you have suffered.

He tugged his hand tightly, and for the first time in many years, he bent down willingly,

He bowed his head and called out softly,

Lord.

Baojun Huáng Jintai's favor, and the rest of his life will serve you alone.

My lord. It's my lord.

See your lord!

The crowd in the square shouted in unison, and fell to their knees in blackness.

Cheng Qianye stood at a high place, watching the golden lights of different light and dark flashing one after another in the crowd.

She has fantasized about such a scene many times, hoping that her deployers can respect her from the bottom of their hearts and be loyal to her like this.

In her imagination, when she got all this, she would definitely be able to feel Su Chang in her mind, be high-spirited, and even complacent.

But at this moment, standing here, looking at the countless soldiers who were willing to bend their knees and bow their heads in front of him. She only felt a heavy responsibility on her shoulders.

There are familiar friends and unfamiliar soldiers.

There are partners who have accompanied him through life and death, and there are also Paozawa who fight side by side for the first time.

All of them, without exception, entrusted their most important lives to her hands. They looked up to her and trusted her.

Looking forward to her being able to achieve the world she promised to bring.

Cheng Qianye raised his head, looked over the towering ancient city wall, and saw the distant mountain sky, the setting sun shone at night, and the long Wenxia reflected the vastness of the Chutian sky.

I will go forward step by step, without looking back, without pausing.

For you, I can not live up to, dare not live up to.

Sweeping Liuhe and letting the world return to court may not be possible. But at least I want every one of my people to have the qualifications to be born as human beings.

Yang Luhou quietly raised his head from the crowd, This, this is the master.

Someone next to him reached out and pressed him down. Yang Sheng whispered, You fool, you can call me your lord now.

Yes, yes. Yang Luhou lowered his head and touched the check card on his chest, I am no longer a slave, thanks to the kindness of the lord.

However, Yang Sheng raised his head slightly and walked through the gap between the crowd. He saw the lord in red clothes and gold armor come down from the high platform, and helped the seriously injured, kneeling on the ground in a robe and given a national surname. Cheng Feng.

This Cheng Feng, he remembered, when they first arrived, the city wall had broken a corner. It was this person who led a team of soldiers, covered in blood, blocking the enemy general, and vowed not to retreat, only to keep the city gate intact.

Watching the lord lift up the man with his own hands, he handed him the check card representing the no change of the fourth-level title.

Yang Sheng thought to himself, this Cheng Feng is really lucky. He has guarded the city for so many days, and I don't know how many people have been beheaded. He has made this merit and ascended to the lowest rank of non-commissioned officer in one step.

You must know that there are 20 ranks of nobility, and the first three ranks of gentlemen, superiors, and hairpins can be obtained by personal bravery and beheading.

And if the fourth level or above is not higher, it is not so easy, and the generals who are not team leaders are not available. It is necessary to obtain a certain total number of enemy leaders in team battles, and it is also required that the casualties of the infantry led by oneself should not be too large. All in all, the conditions are becoming more and more demanding.

But there are also shortcuts. If you make a special contribution, or perform well in the death squads that are sieging the city, you may be exceptional.

Yang Sheng looked at the red and black figures standing in front of the lord.

One of these two people has accumulated military merit and has become a leader with certain privileges. They can be exempted from the tax of corvée, and they don't have to bow down in front of the magistrate's master.

The other one entered the battlefield on the same day as himself, and was already the pinnacle of the highest title among the commoners.

Yang Sheng's eyes ignited a kind of firework, an ambitious flame. I will not lose to them.

The lord walked out under the guard of the armored soldier, and suddenly turned his head to look in his direction, Yang Sheng was startled, lowered his head, and felt uneasy in his heart,

Lord, did you see me?

Probably not, it must be just a coincidence.

But this day will come back sooner or later, and one day, I will be able to let the lord see me and see me as a person.

Cheng Qianye left the plaza in the East City.

Went with Xiao Jin to see Yu Dunsu. Yu Dunsu was seriously injured and was laying on the bed to recuperate. When he saw Cheng Qianye entering, he hurriedly stood up to greet him.

Cheng Qianye stopped him and sat down on a table in front of him: This is wartime, the general is injured, and recuperation is the most important thing, so there is no need to talk about these false rituals.

Yu Dunsu mian qiáng sat up, bowed his body and saluted: Thanks to the lord's timely assistance this time, otherwise, even if Bianzhou can be saved, there will be heavy casualties.

Just why did the lord lead the team in person? Xiao Jin asked in confusion, Where are Zhang Fu and General Helan?

How could I lead the army myself. I'm just pretending. Cheng Qianye smiled, I let Xiao Mo lead the soldiers.

Yu Dunsu showed a puzzled look: Although Qiaosheng is brave in battle, he is just a slave. He has always been responsible for leading the slave troops who are responsible for sending deaths and filling the number of people. Is it too risky for the master to lead the army with him?

You don't know yet. Cheng Qianye

He lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, Most of the people who came to the rescue this time are slave troops.

Rush ahead, the first to cut through the enemy formation was the slaves, and the ones who cut off the most heads were also slaves. Cheng Qianye smiled lightly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart, Apart from Xiaomo, Cheng Feng, there are several others in The warriors who performed very well on the battlefield, you may not guess, their identities are the lowest in your mind.

I have released their slave status and entered their title in accordance with the New Deal. From now on, the word slave will gradually disappear from our Jin army. As my most trusted generals, you two should take the lead in transforming yourself. inherent concept.

Yu Dunsu and Xiao Jin took a breath and exchanged glances. However, this time, the ability to defend the city inside and repel the enemy army outside really depends on the implementation of the New Deal, although this is a New Deal that has been criticized a lot by the decision-making class in the military.

Xiao Jin still had a solemn expression on his face, and he bowed deeply: Although Bianzhou is important, you are the lord of my great Jin, the body of a thousand gold, and it is really unwise to be involved in such a dangerous place. If I were in Jiangdu, I would not I will allow you to come in person.

If you want me to watch the two of you die, and watch the military and civilians of Bianzhou fall into the enemy's hands, it's better for me, the lord, to not do it. Cheng Qianye said, This time I have been besieged in Bianzhou for a long time, not only the surrounding princes sent me the words Letters asking for help are ignored, even those retainers in our Jin country who have private soldiers in their hands will shirk in every possible way and refuse to help.

In this battle, I swear that I will be a soldier of the Jin State, and I will retire the Quanrong army alone. In front of the world, I will show the might of my Jin State army and slap those who are greedy for life and fear of death. I also hope that the two can do their best Help!

Jin State's military strength is not strong, and it has been in a state of being oppressed by border countries over the years. As a lieutenant general, I often feel that there is a sense of suffocation in my chest.

When Yu Dunsu and Xiao Jin heard the lord's words, they only felt passion in their hearts.

Cheng Qianye: As for General Helan, I will send him to do another thing. If he succeeds, the Quanjun army can retreat immediately.

At this moment, He Lanzhen, leading the 8,000 troops of the Helan family, hurried along the Jishui River.

They all wore the clothes of the Quanjun army, with a piece in their mouth, and the horses had their mouths tied, each with a bundle of firewood, and they scurried silently in the dark night.

Their destination was Huáng Pond, about 20 kilometers north of the camp.

There are hoards of food and grass for the army, and tens of thousands of soldiers are stationed in defense.

He Lanzhen clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

The lord personally led an army of slaves and recruits to support Bianzhou.

The improvised soldiers, in any case, could not stand against the experienced regular army for a long time.

Even if they can cut through the enemy army and rush into the city with their temporary courage, they can only solve the danger of a temporary siege.

If there is a protracted war of resistance, the recruits are prone to panic and fear the war. Ineffective scheduling, collapse, mutiny may happen at any time.

The face that always smiled and said softly appeared in He Lanzhen's mind.

The lord has already entered a dangerous place, and success or failure depends on this. I must take down the Huáng Pond and burn the enemy's food and grass, so as to relieve the danger of Bianzhou.

Silent night.

The Quanrong sentry standing on the watchtower quietly yawned.

In his impression, these troops in the Central Plains are very weak and can be bullied. On the battlefield, it is often clear that the number of people has an advantage, but they are destroyed at a touch, allowing them to burn, kill and loot.