Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Two days later.

A bald and skinny horse was galloping across the wilderness, and a thin man in sackcloth was riding on it, swinging back and forth in his saddlebags, patting the shriveled belly of the horse alternately.

To anyone, it looks like a traveler eager to return home.

He went around into a forest, quickly showed his token to a sentry hidden in a tree, immediately got off his horse, and ran into the forest.

In the forest, there are only trees in the outer circle, and an open space has been cut down inside for the army to rest.

The skinny man who looked like a piece of paper turned into the main camp, bowed down and said, "General, I'm back."

The superior Wu Yichun eagerly closed the Fusui map in his hand: "How?"

"General, what you said in the letter is true. There are indeed Han Chinese troops guarding the river. Not only did they throw sacks to stop the flow, but they also dug two ditches to divert the river into the depression."

Wu Yichun scolded with a smile: "Damn it, I really made up my mind to die of thirst in Fusui for that Ju Chen."

His two lieutenants all laughed, only one of them frowned and said: "General, are we really not rushing to help immediately?"

Wu Yichun took a sip of tea and said slowly, "What are you afraid of? You can't die if you're thirsty for a day or two."

Another lieutenant chimed in: "Isn't it? It's not a day or two for Ju Chen to put on airs in front of our general because of his relationship with the estranged aunt and nephew of the king's favorite concubine. This time, he will accept it." Our love is over."

The man still had some objections: "General, we are sending food this time. We were going to send food to Weiling City, but now it has been postponed. Weiling's Xuanwang is not easy to deal with. If he sues the king... ..."

"Complaint? What kind of complaint is he suing, against a hero who just rescued Fusui?"

Before Wu Yichun could speak, the lieutenant general who had just spoken for Wu Yichun hurriedly showed up to applaud him: "The general is a minister of southern Xinjiang, and he is not his servant of Xuanwang. Let him shout? There is trouble in southern Xinjiang, and the general will rescue him." , is the safety of a city worse than the food and grass delivered a few days later?"

Joining the army was neither humble nor overbearing: "General, my subordinates still believe that the soldiers should be divided into two groups, one to deliver food and the other to relieve danger, without any delay..."

The lieutenant general frowned: "Why do you have so much talk when you join the army alone? You want to make a decision for the general? The troops are divided into two groups. What if the food and grass are robbed? What if there are not enough people to support Fusui and suffer heavy losses? Can you Can you take responsibility?"

The soldier who joined the army stopped talking, handed his hands and said goodbye, went out to check how the soldiers were camping, and told everyone to eat only dry food, and never light a fire, so as not to startle the snake.

Wu Yichun continued to drink tea, but his eyes were full of uncontrollable joy.

With one less naysayer, everyone in the main account felt a little more relaxed.

The lieutenant general who loves to flatter horses said earnestly: "General Wu, when are we going to leave? Yecheng is only [-] miles away from Fusui. When it arrived on the [-]th, Fusui didn't set off a signal bomb declaring safety. Isn't it just letting Yecheng take over for nothing? Cheap?"

"Didn't I say that people can't die if they are thirsty for one or two days." Wu Yichun said with a smile, "Let's just do it the night after tomorrow."

The day after tomorrow will come to Wu Yichun in the blink of an eye.

He didn't bother to think about what it would be like for Ju Chen's army to be rescued in Fusui City when the water was suddenly cut off.

As soon as night fell the next day, he reorganized his army and only brought a few horses for outflanking and chasing, so as not to make too much noise and fail to be a qualified oriole.

The reason why he wanted to bring 5000 people was naturally due to Wu Yichun's own considerations.

He didn't want his soldiers to die at all.

To put it bluntly, with 5000 people, they put it on display, not only for Ju Chen, but also for the Beifu army.

He wanted to give Ju Chen a chance to fight out of the city and disperse the Beifu Army's battle line, and by the way, he would also be able to lead the army into the battle and capture Yan Yuanheng.

As long as Yan Yuanheng is captured, his prosperity and wealth for the rest of his life will be secure.

And the target of his ambition is indeed in the forward position three miles outside Fusui City.

Yan Yuanheng swallowed the cornbread made of mixed noodles, and the crumbs fell from his mouth. He didn't even frown, and just stared in the direction of Fusui.

Shi Tingyun next to him handed him water, and he took a sip, until Shi Tingyun wiped the spout of the pot and drank the same pot of water, he blushed belatedly.

He thought of the pot of wine that he hid, and an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart: "Do you often drink a pot of water with others like this?"

Shi Tingyun swallowed: "Yes."

Yan Yuanheng said seriously: "This is not good. It will not be allowed in the future."

Shi Tingyun joked: "Yes, my thirteenth prince."

Yan Yuanheng turned his face away, a little happy.

When he refocused his eyes on Fusui City, his expression returned to solemnity.

He said: "I shouldn't have fought this battle. I came to the border town to hunt on behalf of the king, but it doesn't have to be a victory for me..."

Shi Tingyun smiled and put one elbow on his knee: "It's not for you."

Yan Yuanheng was not embarrassed either, and said "uh": "That's..."

Shi Tingyun held up the water bag, and smiled openly at Yan Yuanheng: "For my country. And, my king."

Yan Yuanheng understood the meaning of his words, was taken aback, and quickly lowered his voice: "Disrespectful! Can you get drunk even after drinking water? How can you talk nonsense!"

Shi Tingyun narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Will you speak out?"

Yan Yuanheng choked: "I..."

Shi Tingyun looked at him intently: "Thank you Thirteenth Prince."

Yan Yuanheng turned his face away, and changed the subject abruptly: "...It's too risky. What if someone comes to help, and what if the people in the city are going to die? I read the Art of War, don't force the poor, if they are in a hurry, they can do anything come out."

Shi Tingyun said: "The thirteenth prince is right. He just said three things wrong in one sentence."

Yan Yuanheng: "..." He listened attentively.

"First of all, they are not poor." Shi Tingyun said, "We have cut off the water flow, and they still have wells and ditches in the city, relying on groundwater, although they are tight, they can live for five days."

Yan Yuanheng: "Five days?"

Shi Ting said: "In our city, letters are released once every three days to inform each other of safety. In southern Xinjiang, it is five days. And Fusui has no beacon towers. Once the letter bombs cannot be used, we can only wait for five days to pass. , the neighboring city sensed something was wrong and came to the rescue. They knew that reinforcements would arrive within six days at the most. How can an army that is still hopeful talk about the word 'poor bandit'?"

Yan Yuanheng thought, no wonder Fusui had only tried sending letters with carrier pigeons in the past few days, and after being shot several times, he simply refused to release the pigeons.

"Secondly, they will not kill the fish and break the net. Because they rush out rashly, the fish will die, but the net will not be broken."

"Like many-legged centipedes, if each segment of the centipede had its own mind, they could argue over whether to go east or west. As I said just now, they have both Therefore, there must be two factions in the city, the main war faction and the main peace faction, who are fighting hard. This kind of dispute alone is enough for their generals to have a headache, and the lack of water in the city will also cause People’s grievances are boiling. If more water is distributed to the army, the people will be dissatisfied; if the army cannot drink water, they will be restless. Officials are not pigs, they will choose to stay in the city, mainly to appease the people."

Yan Yuanheng listened intently: "Yes."

When talking about the military, Shi Tingyun never cites the words of famous experts to prove his point of view.Those military books are his enlightenment books, just like no Juren would show off his erudition and talent by saying that he can recite the Three Character Classic.

He said simple metaphors that even ordinary people who love to listen to books can understand, the same as before.

In Wangcheng, he always felt that Shi Tingyun was inconsistent with etiquette.

It was only now that Yan Yuanheng discovered that this kind of time-stopping cloud is most suitable for the starry sky, strong winds and fast horses in the frontier.

But he waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Shi Tingyun's next words.

Yan Yuanheng couldn't help asking: "And then?"

Shi Tingyun: "What then?"

Yan Yuanheng: "You just said that I made three mistakes."

Shi Tingyun: "Ah, I just made it up. I think three sounds more imposing."

Yan Yuanheng: "..."

Shi Tingyun laughed, the high ponytail was blown by the night wind, brushed along his cheeks, and a few strands flew past his lips, because his lips had only been moistened, and the strands of hair stuck to his lips.

Without thinking, Yan Yuanheng raised his hand and helped him tuck his hair behind his ears.

Shi Tingyun paused, looking at his hand in a little surprise.

Yan Yuanheng's hand was still behind his ear, and his fingertips were scalded by the strand of hair.

……wrong.

This is not right.

Yan Yuanheng quickly restrained his movements, but he couldn't restrain his heart that was beating faster and faster.

He withdrew his hand and grabbed the kettle that Shi Tingyun had placed on the ground.

He had to grab something to restrain his hands.

Yan Yuanheng said softly, "Suchang."

Shi Tingyun raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Yan Yuanheng: "...stop the cloud."

Shi Tingyun nodded.

Yan Yuanheng: "Time stops."

Shi Tingyun was about to laugh: "Prince Thirteen, you called me three names, what do you want to say?"

Yan Yuanheng whispered: "...you say something."

Shi Tingyun: "Say what?"

Yan Yuanheng didn't know what he wanted Shi Tingyun to say.He just felt that if Shi Tingyun didn't say something, he couldn't help but say something.

Shi Tingyun saw that Yan Yuanheng's expression was not right, and said, "You—"

Yan Yuanheng said at the same time: "You—"

When the two characters for "you" merged into one, Chu Ziling and Li Yeshu rushed over and interrupted them: "Young general!"

"The Thirteenth Prince!"

Yan Yuanheng: "..."

He loosened his clenched fists, and he was slightly relieved, but a sense of loss followed, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart for a while.

However, after a while, he had no more thoughts.

Li Yeshu had never seen such a big battle before, his face was pale: "Spies... The spies reported that a large number of southern Xinjiang troops suddenly appeared around Fusui—"

As if to respond to him, the shouts of killing echoed in a ring, forming an encirclement circle around Fusui City without a sound, just like a pack of wolves watching and howling when they are about to attack , stinging people's scalp numb.

... What a 3D surround sound.

Yan Yuanheng got up abruptly, his expression changed suddenly: "...the soldiers and horses of Southern Border?"

"We surrounded Fusui like an iron barrel. How did this news get out?" Chu Ziling asked anxiously, "Young General, there are at least 4000 to [-] people! In addition to the [-] soldiers and horses in Fusui City... Shao General, you can take the thirteenth prince with you, and Ziling is guarding the flanks, and he will surely protect you from the encirclement!"

Shi Tingyun took two steps forward, listened for a moment, and said, "How did you hear it?"

Chu Ziling and Li Yeshu were both startled: "Huh?"

Shi Tingyun said: "What three or four thousand people, there are at least five thousand people around."

And the gate of Fusui City, which had been closed tightly for several days, gradually fell down, making a muffled creaking sound.

The two thousand sergeants in the city who were ready to go, after hearing the clarion call to kill, also showed their battle armor and silver guns that had been wiped for many days, preparing to sweep away the suffocation of the past few days. Beifu Army.

Amidst the sound of killing all over the sky, Yan Yuanheng looked at Shi Tingyun's back, his eyes gradually lit up.

Is it...

Shi Tingyun turned his head and said with a smile: "...the third. Yuan Heng, what I'm waiting for is 'someone to come to help'."

He pulled out a letter bomb from his waist, and after it was ignited, he let it go into the sky.

The gunpowder chichi pushed the bullet up into the sky, and the pungent scent of rosin permeated with the white stars scattered all over the sky, illuminating Li Yeshu's slightly confused eyes and Chu Ziling's pale face in an instant.

In the next moment, the shouts of killing that were more deafening than those of the Southern Border Army rose into the sky, hanging in the sky, resounding and suppressing the clouds, and only by the echoes, they suppressed the shouts of the five thousand bluffing grain transport troops.

It can be distinguished by the sound, the number is as large as [-]!

Li Yeshu came back to his senses, surprised and delighted: "Why are there so many Beifu troops near Wangcheng?"

Shi Tingyun smiled and said: "They waited for four days, we also waited for four days."

"This spot check is unqualified." Shi Tingyun turned around and stroked Li Yeshu's hair, "I'm the one who is very happy? Ten points will be deducted if I don't know your master clearly; twenty points will be deducted if I didn't realize my intention to siege the city; Blindly worrying for many days, even the taste of the tea is not right, and I have no good taste, and another [-] points will be deducted."

Li Yeshu blushed, feeling both shy and happy, and turned to get Shi Tingyun's silver gun, bow and arrow.

Seeing that Chu Ziling was still in a daze, Shi Tingyun ignored him, whistled, and his white horse galloped towards him.

Shi Zhan Yun jumped on the horse and adjusted the reins.Li Yeshu rushed over and threw the silver gun and arrow box into the air: "My lord!"

Shi Tingyun caught it with both hands, with the arrow box on his back, and the silver gun in his right hand, and said: "Chu Ziling, divide up five hundred soldiers to help my father break through the surrounding encirclement. We should cooperate from inside to outside, and we must capture the opponent's general alive! Li Yeshu, stay In the camp, take good care of the Thirteenth Prince!"

After saying that, he lowered his head and stared at Yan Yuanheng.

"A small city in Fusui is not very suitable for the thirteen princes." Amidst the majestic killing sounds, Shi Tingyun said loudly, "5000 people come and see it off, which is barely enough. The thirteen princes will go as soon as possible." Come back and bring Fusui to see you later."

Chu Ziling's face was ashen.

... how?

He thought that when Shi Jinghong and Shi Tingyun suddenly proposed to fight Fusui, they just wanted to show Yan Yuanheng a battle that must be won.

Who would have thought that the young master was going to the rescue army?

Chu Ziling had long imagined that the only army in southern Xinjiang that could be quickly mobilized near Fusui was Wu Yichun, who was sending food. They could play the role of the oriole in the rear without anyone noticing, and even kill Yan Yuanheng. A big blow to the spirit of the Beifu Army...

However, who would have thought that they, who planned to cooperate internally and externally, would instead be made dumplings by the Beifu army?

In terms of the combat power of Wu Yichun's grain transport army, let alone 8000 people came to encircle him, even if only [-] people came, it would be enough to break him into an army.

Worst of all, it was Wu Yichun who came.

The words "must be captured alive" are still in my ears, although Wu Yichun may die in the chaos, and may escape successfully, but Chu Ziling can't afford to bet on this "maybe".

If Wu Yichun was escorted back to the camp alive, then he would be finished!

For a moment, Chu Ziling even wondered whether the young master had discovered that Nanjiang had planted secret agents in the Beifu army, so he deliberately released false news to design himself, but after a second thought, he felt that it was impossible.

How could he have expected so many steps?How can it be counted that Wu Yichun will come to help?

The son said that he was just testing Ah Shu, so he didn't say it clearly...

Chu Ziling suppressed all distracting thoughts, turned around and ran in silence, counted the five hundred soldiers, and went straight to the chaotic formation of 5000 soldiers.

In any case, Wu Yichun must not live.

After Chu Ziling rode away with his horse, Yan Yuanheng took a deep breath, turned his head and wrote to Li Ye: "Prepare your horse."

Li Yeshu was still immersed in the pleasure of the reversal of the situation, and his blood was inevitably surging, and it was difficult to calm down for a while: "...Thirteen princes?"

Yan Yuanheng pressed the sword on his waist, and said in a deep voice, "I am one of the three thousand besiegers, and I should also enter the battlefield."

At the same time, Wu Yichun panicked in the formation.

For the convenience of sneaking, they didn't bring many horses at all, but the Beifu army, which had been guarding the periphery, brought a cavalry army of thousands of horses.

When the battle started, thousands of soldiers and horses drove straight in, breaking up the formation deployed by Wu, and outflanking it from left to right, turning the entire encircling formation straight on and turning him on his back.

Wu Yichun's orders were clearly to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and to reap the benefits. The soldiers never thought that they would be taken as a reaping profit.

When Wu Yichun heard the overwhelming sound of killing, he panicked and ordered to retreat hastily, but when he found that the Beifu army was all over the mountains and plains, he was immediately terrified, hurriedly stripped off the eye-catching armor on his body, and pulled over a The soldiers forced him to take off his clothes, put them on hastily, and mixed in with the fleeing soldiers.

If 5000 people become [-] fleeing sheep who don't know where to go, they will be defeated in an instant against [-] elite soldiers waiting in full force.

In less than three moments, 5000 people were killed and more than a thousand people were killed. Hundreds of people hid in the nearby mountains and forests to resist, and the rest disarmed one after another.

Wearing the armor of an ordinary soldier, Wu Yichun squatted among the captured soldiers, his knees twitching and his legs tight, for fear that the soldiers of the Beifu Army would see his jade-studded boots that he hadn't had time to replace.

He held his head tightly, covered in burrs of cold sweat, desperately thinking about what he did wrong, but his mind was roaring and blank, and he couldn't think clearly.

Until he caught a voice: "Vice General Chu? Did the Major General send you here?"

... "Chu"?

Immediately afterwards, he heard a young man's voice: "Yes. Are all the captives caught here?"

"Yes."

Wu Yichun raised his head, and met a pair of inquiring eyes.

Although he was surprised at how young the person in front of him was, Wu Yichun had no time to care about it.

He showed help-seeking eyes, quietly moved away, pointed to his boots, and hinted his identity.

Sure enough, Chu Ziling was as smart as Aisha described.

After talking with the soldiers guarding the prisoners, he casually ordered Wu Yichun to come out, saying that he wanted him to go to another prisoner camp to identify who was the chief officer.

Wu Yichun stepped out of the team full of hope, followed Chu Ziling with a low eyebrow, and walked to the edge of the fence that surrounded them, and there happened to be no patrolling soldiers passing by.

Chu Ziling looked around, then slightly raised his chin towards the boundless darkness beyond the fence.

If Wu Yichun encounters amnesty, he cups his hands and runs wildly.

Chu Ziling looked behind with a smile.

ten steps.twenty steps.Thirty steps.fifty steps.

……enough.

He drew out his bow, set the bow and set an arrow, narrowed his eyes, and aimed at Wu Yichun's back.

When Wu Yichun stumbled two steps forward, looked at the iron arrowhead that had pierced his chest in disbelief, and fell forward, the young man's cry sounded in his ear again: "Come here! There are prisoners who want to escape the camp! !"

Soon, all he could hear was the whistling wind.

Then, Wu Yichun's world became completely quiet.

……

The battle in Fusui also ended smoothly.

There was a sound of charging and killing outside, and the people in the city thought that there were thousands of troops coming, and they rushed out full of joy, and they didn't realize something was wrong until they came into close contact with the Beifu army.

Some bite the bullet and want to fight, and some see the enemy outnumbered, and immediately have the idea of ​​​​retiring, and the result can be imagined.

In the melee, it was really difficult to find someone.

Yan Yuanheng killed several enemies with his sword, and stopped in the clouds while searching all the way, but he could only see a touch of white in the chaotic battle, and a particularly eye-catching red mixed with it.

When he looked closely, he couldn't see anything.

After the victory was settled, the Beifu army strangled most of the city guards and rushed in along the city gate that they opened by themselves. Only then did Yan Yuanheng see Shi Tingyun sitting in front of the high ground of the city gate.

Yan Yuanheng took two steps forward, and when he got close, he was stopped by a soldier.

Because Yan Yuanheng had changed into an ordinary soldier's armor, the man didn't recognize the Thirteenth Prince, so he could only say: "Don't bother with the Major General. The Major General is a little weird today."

Yan Yuanheng was surprised: "How to say?"

"When he met the Southern Xinjiang soldier, he seemed to be crazy." The soldier lowered his voice, "I have been near the major general, and I saw him dragging a Southern Xinjiang soldier on the tip of his gun for fifty feet. , and caused the horse to crush one person's head. Several times, the spear almost landed on me..."

Yan Yuanheng: "...Thank you."

After saying that, he walked straight over and knelt down in front of Shi Tingyun.

He called softly: "Stop the cloud."

Shi Tingyun raised his eyes, there was a line of horrible bloodstains winding under his eyes, like blood and tears, he was shocked.

He glanced at Yan Yuanheng, then lowered his head, looked at the blood on his hands from left to right, and suddenly laughed.

He said, "...that's how it is."

Yan Yuanheng: "What's so 'so'?"

"The thirteenth prince, please go to my father's Chinese army to issue an order on my behalf, and rush to attack Weiling while the army is still in full swing."

Yan Yuanheng had an intuition that Shi Tingyun was indeed different, but he was determined to care about the military first, after all he knew that Shi Tingyun was most concerned about this: "Wei Ling?"

Shi Tingyun smiled: "Wu Yichun's grain transport army didn't go. Weiling is probably on the verge of running out of food. Before the news spread, he quickly stripped the clothes of those captives and pretended to be a grain transport army, so they could easily sneak into the city .”

Yan Yuanheng: "What about you?"

Shi Tingyun pushed back and stood up: "I'm going back, I have something to ask sir."

He stepped on the blood-stained horse with a tired expression: "Thirteenth Prince, please trouble me."

Although Yan Yuanheng didn't know what he was thinking, he gave him two words of assurance: "Don't worry."

Explain clearly to Yan Yuanheng that Chi Xiaochi led the horse and went to the small town about ten miles away from where they are currently camping.

The greasy blood was dried by the wind on his palm, forming cracked blood streaks, and the dried blood continued to fall under the rubbing of the reins.

He didn't vomit or have nausea, he judged the situation calmly.

He killed, with his own hands.

No wonder Chi Xiaochi was still wondering why it was already the eighth world, but the main god who had been targeting him would give him such a superior status.

The son of an aristocratic family, born in a noble family, although the task target has the dignity of a prince, he is just a little slave who depends on him.

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

Shi Tingyun is a general, and a general who is famous for his bravery in battle.

And with blood on his hands, he will be farther and farther away from the original world.

Even if it wasn't what he wanted, it was impossible to shirk it away.

It's not so easy to forget the feeling of cutting someone's throat with your own hands.

So he was eager to go back, wanting to see Lou Ying.

The small town was very lively, and several prominent officers of the Southern Border Army had been escorted overnight to the small town to be imprisoned.

When he came outside the town, Chi Xiaochi stopped his horse and stopped for a while.

He squatted by the stream beside the town, washed off the blood on his hands and face little by little, took a mint-flavored balm from the warehouse, and applied it on his body, making sure he didn't smell blood before getting up.

He got on his horse, entered the city, entered the mansion, and expertly touched Lou Ying's room.

He was weak, so he really couldn't wait, so he fell asleep first.

Left and right is also an expected victory.

Chi Xiaochi took off his armor, gently opened the door, walked to the side of the bed, and sat down gently.

The man must have had a shallow sense, as soon as he sat down, he opened his eyes.

Chi Xiaochi said: "Sir, we have won the battle."

Lou Ying nodded: "Yes, I saw it."

Chi Xiaochi: "... Mister didn't sleep?"

Lou Ying said, "I'm worried about you."

Chi Xiaochi rolled his eyes: "I ran back overnight because I was afraid that my husband would be worried."

"Just for this?"

Chi Xiaochi said heartily, "Yes."

After that, he lay down on the bedside with his clothes on, and didn't say another word.

Lou Ying felt a little sad in her heart.

...He stayed up all night, just wanting to wait for Xiaochi to come back.

How could he not know Xiaochi's feelings now?

Whether Chi Xiaochi cried, scolded, or blamed the Lord God, Lou Ying just didn't want to see him endure like this, covering up his truest self, and refusing to let others see.

He didn't want to be the sun and idol that Chi Xiaochi admired with all his heart, he just wanted to...

Before he finished thinking, Chi Xiaochi hugged him in his arms through the quilt.

His voice was as soft as a gust of wind under the window: "...Sir, let me charge the battery for a while, please."

Lou Ying lost her voice.

After a while, he softened his voice and said softly, "Yes."

The two lay like this until the noise outside gradually increased.

Some soldiers saw Chi Xiaochi come in, and also saw that the lights in the house were turned off, but the good news was really big, so he hesitated for a while, and decided to announce the good news.

The soldier shouted loudly in the courtyard: "Major General! Major General! Have you fallen asleep yet? Vice-General Chu has done a great job! He shot and killed Wu Yichun in southern Xinjiang!"

Chi Xiaochi raised his head suddenly, let go of Lou Ying, jumped up from the bed, and opened the door with a full battery: "Really?!"

"It's absolutely true!" said the messenger happily, "I heard that Vice General Chu saw a person in the prison camp and thought it was suspicious, so he planned to show it to the general, but he wanted to escape halfway, and was killed by Vice General Chu on the spot. Later we searched his body and found Wu Yichun's seal, and someone came to identify the body, it was indeed Wu Yichun, there was nothing wrong!"

"it is good!!"

Chi Xiaochi stroked Joy, and said loudly: "This is a great achievement! Announce to the whole army and post the happy list! Chu Ziling killed the enemy's important general and was promoted to join the army in the Xiaoqi Battalion! Afterwards, I will have a three-day feast to encourage the lower class As long as the soldiers of the family background are brave enough to kill the enemy, they will be promoted and rewarded!"

When the major general mentioned it, the messenger realized that although the deputy general Chu called him Chu Ziling, they also saw that he was making suggestions beside the major general, so they gave him a high-level look.

After all, he was still a humble slave.

Although Chu Ziling killed a general, he was just a poor general transporting food. If the reward was too heavy, it would not be beautiful.

Now, he got the post of joining the army with a small battalion, which shows that the major general is not considered partial, and the banquet can also be said to be held for the celebration of the whole army. Besides, everyone will inevitably think that a slave has made meritorious service, Can get the position of joining the army, what about other people of civil origin?The orderly came from a low background, and was encouraged by hearing the words, he cupped his hands excitedly: "Yes, Major General, I will pass the order now!"

In the end, Chi Xiaochi did not forget to remind thoughtfully: "The farther the message is, the better. It is best to let the people of southern Xinjiang know that their general was killed by our little guy named Chu Ziling. Let's frustrate the people of southern Xinjiang." Human spirit!"

The solar-powered Lou Ying on the bed doesn't need to see it with his own eyes, but he can imagine the proud look of people outside with all their eyes shining and energy, and the corners of their mouths can't help but twitch.

It seems that the power replenishment is good.

And if he remembered correctly, the current battalion commander of Xiaoqi Battalion is the black tower man who befriended Chu Ziling back then.