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Chapter 40 Respect the heroic soul of the fallen soldiers

Zhang Cheng sent Chen Zhong to summon the four post chiefs, and he came to Zhang Yan's tent first.

"Cheng'er, how do you plan to accommodate these many refugees?" Zhang Yan asked first when he saw that Zhang Cheng had entered the account alone.

Zhang Cheng replied without thinking: "It is my nephew's intention to send him out of the customs first to avoid the Tartars, and wait for the Tartars to retreat, and let them do what they want."

"Although this is a good law, the Juyong gate is already closed when the Tartars invaded the country, so how do you pass through it?" Zhang Yan was startled with a look of doubt on his face, and said, "Could it be that you want to... ..."

Zhang Yan didn't continue talking. He felt that this matter seemed a little...a little abrupt and a little risky, so he couldn't help but look sideways at Zhang Cheng.

"That's exactly what it means. Now only the governor's warrant can be used to lock and open the door, not to mention bringing nearly a thousand people to pass the customs." Zhang Cheng looked at his uncle Zhang Yan firmly and replied.

"Do you think the governor will agree?" Zhang Yan continued to ask.

"The governor, loyal to state affairs, serving the country with all his heart, loving and protecting the people, and even more happy with the victory, will definitely agree to this proposal." Zhang Cheng replied confidently.

He didn't dare to tell the truth to Zhang Yan, he didn't plan to let these nearly a thousand people return to Gyeonggi again.

Why are you coming back?

Waiting for the Tartars to enter the bandits next time and be taken away again?

What's more, he still needs people. These are good people who endure hardships and stand hard work. For him in the future, this is like General Han Xin, the more the better.

The reason why I didn't tell Zhang Yan was that Zhang Yan would be cautious and dare not take him in. With my uncle's loyalty to the court and the current emperor, don't misunderstand yourself, then you have to try, so it's better to hide it from him first.

While speaking, Lin Zhiyi lifted the curtain to enter the military tent, and reported that the four generals of Zhang Cheng's department had arrived.

Moreover, the soldiers from Yang Junmen's side have already come to urge him once.

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Zhang Cheng followed behind his uncle, led Lin Zhiyi and other five sentinels, and Zhang Cheng's personal captain Chen Zhong rushed to the Chinese army's big tent of Xuanzhen's chief soldier Yang Guozhu, and the big tent was full of armored men General, squeeze a large tent to the brim.

Yang Guozhu sat high at the top of the big tent. In front of him was a table with several plates of meat and a large jug of wine.

The generals and officers in Xuan Town who entered Jingqin King sat on the two sides of Yang Guozhu's lower head. In front of each of them, there was a small table with some meat, rice wine and the like.

Behind the guerrilla generals who had already taken their seats, as well as the commanders-in-chief of their various departments and the lieutenant officers of the generals were also invited to participate, and they all sat behind their respective leading generals in order.

Since Zhang Yan lifted the felt curtain of the large tent and came in, all eyes in the tent were completely focused on this side.

Yang Guozhu stood up from his seat and said enthusiastically, "Brother Zhang, come on, please take a seat."

Even guerrilla Guo Yingxian and others stood up quickly, and the bosses behind him stood up even more hurriedly, and the scene was a little scattered.

Zhang Cheng scanned the tent, just like the last time he came, Guo Yingxian, Li Jianming, Wen Hui and other three guerrillas were all sitting at the lower right of Yang Guozhu.

On Yang Guozhu's lower left side, there are only two small desks in front, obviously for their uncle and nephew.

He is only a member of Zhang Yan's Qian Zongguan, and he should sit behind Zhang Yan, because this time he is the protagonist and the hero of the Mafang victory, and Yang Guozhu also regards him as a guerrilla in the future, so his position Arranged under Zhang Yan's head, not behind.

Behind their uncles and nephews, there are six small desks. Among them, Lin Zhiyi is the deputy Qianhu and the chief of Zhang Yan's Chinese military post, so he was originally invited.

As for Zhang Cheng’s Zhongshao, they are all at the level of hundreds of households, and they should not participate in such a banquet. However, the commander-in-chief Yang Guozhu emphasized that they are all warriors who won today’s victory. They must raise their glasses for the rest of their lives. Celebrating together, that's why I was invited to participate.

They followed Zhang Yan and took their seats one by one, and waited for them to sit firmly.

Yang Guozhu took the lead in toasting. He raised his wine bowl and said to Zhang Yan and the generals: "Today, General Zhang's troops beat the Tartars in Mafang. Let me declare the power of the town and the power of the Ming Dynasty. Congratulations to General Zhang." .”

Zhang Yan got up quickly and said loudly: "It's all thanks to Yang Junmen's strategizing, congratulations to Yang Junmen."

Everyone raised their bowls and drank in one gulp.

Zhang Cheng only felt that the taste of this wine was sweet and mellow, similar to the taste of rice wine in his original world, but the taste was better. For him who was used to drinking high-grade shochu, he was not used to this cup.

As soon as the banquet started, the military tent became lively.

First of all, I heard Guo Yingxian's loud and forthright voice: "Come on, Brother Zhang, Brother Cheng, I respect you a bowl from my old Guo."

With a pale face, Zhang Yan helplessly picked up the wine bowl, raised it to signal Guo Yingxian, and took a sip without saying a word.

He murmured in his heart: "This old Guo is also so crazy. Is there anyone who toasts his uncle and nephew at the same time? The seniority is messed up."

Zhang Cheng also picked up the wine bowl, motioned to Guo Yingxian, and drank it down in one gulp.

It was the second bowl of wine that made him feel a little better. This wine was far less powerful than the soju he drank before, and it seemed slightly stronger than beer.

Over there, Li Jianming and Wen Hui also raised bowls to respect each other one after another, Zhang Yan was the same, he raised his bowl to touch his lips, and just tasted it.

Zhang Cheng, on the other hand, did not refuse anyone who came, and he just raised a bowl. Everyone called him "Massive", and he deserved to be "Xuanzhen Wine Gall"!
Zhang Yan next to him glared at him many times, but he just grinned, but still kept toasting to himself.

How did Zhang Yan know that Zhang Cheng had only just started to feel the feeling of drinking beer, as if he had suddenly regained the feeling of drinking beer in the original world, singing and drinking, drinking and drinking, he became more and more sober.

After the two guerrillas finished toasting, a group of generals and generals came up to toast in turn. They were no different from Li Jianming and Wen Hui, so they dared not toast Zhang Yan.

But Zhang Cheng didn't say that. When they were in Xuan Town, they would always hang out and buy drunk together. Among them, Zhang Cheng was the youngest, but he was a demon king in the world. He was not big or small on weekdays. Always by first name.

Everyone happened to take advantage of this celebration banquet today, as if they had made an appointment, to drink Zhang Cheng's wine together.

Guo Yingxian who was sitting opposite couldn't see it, he strode over with his own big bowl and wine jug, and shouted: "Brother Cheng, for making such a great contribution, I will toast you three bowls."

Seeing Guo Yingxian come to toast, how could the chief executives stay here to make fun of him, but he was already standing here, filled the wine bowl, smoothed things over, and rushed to Chen Zhong and others behind Zhang Cheng.

Seeing Guo Yingxian coming to toast in person, Zhang Cheng got up quickly, took the bowl and said, "It's Zhang Cheng who respects Uncle Guo."

The two drank three bowls in one go, adding up to ten bowls of warm rice wine, the taste was still slightly sweet, and Zhang Cheng felt a little drunk, but Guo Yingxian gave Zhang Cheng a thumbs up and said: "Brother Cheng, you are so forthright , a certain person loves to drink with you the most."

After Guo Yingxian finished speaking, he went to toast others. Zhang Cheng took the opportunity to turn around and see that Chen Zhong and the others had already had a drink fight with those generals and the Chinese army. Goulan wine shop, the alcohol capacity has been practiced.

It's just that I participated in this high-level banquet for the first time, and all the people in the military tent were at least generals above the rank of Qianzong, but now they are all from a hundred households, but as the saying goes - wine strengthens heroes and courage, and it is the same Strong cowardly courage.

After a few bowls of wine, they let go, and hooked up with a group of Qianzong and Zhongjun, and their faces flushed from drinking. If it weren't for the general soldiers, generals, and guerrillas and a group of upper officials who were in the tent, I'm afraid At this moment, the finger-guessing game began.

After this battle, most of them will be promoted, and they are all the future deputy Qianhu, Qianhu. Those Qianhu and the Chinese army also saw this, so they toasted and made friends so enthusiastically.

Over there, Guo Yingxian, Li Jianming, and Wen Hui also talked with Yang Guozhu and Zhang Yan while toasting each other. Zhang Yan drank more elegantly, but also drank three or four bowls.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the military tent was already heated up. In the center of the tent was a large pot, steaming hot mutton, and several large pots of rice wine were boiling on the stoves next to it.

Yang Guozhu's personal soldiers were busy in the military tent, adding meat and wine to the generals.

"I heard that Zhang Qianhu has captured quite a lot this time!" Guerrilla Li Jianming asked Zhang Cheng casually, holding a wine bowl and squinting his eyes.

Just as Zhang Cheng got up, he was also holding a wine bowl, and was about to toast Yang Guozhu. Hearing Li Jianming's words, he turned around and sat down instead.

Still holding the wine bowl in his hand, he faced Yang Guozhu and said, "Yang Junmen, the lieutenant generals of our department, suffered as many as 46 casualties in the Bloody Horse Square today, and Zhang Cheng was also shot by an arrow. My life is hanging by a thread, and now I ask the military gate for permission, Zhang Cheng would like to use this wine to pay respect to the heroic souls of my fallen soldiers."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, the army tent became quiet for an instant, even Li Jianming was surprised, and immediately hated Zhang Cheng secretly in his heart.
Just when Li Jianming was secretly angry, Yang Guozhu's hearty voice came from sitting at the top: "You should."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, holding the wine bowl in his hand, and all the generals in the tent stood up, only to hear Yang Guozhu say: "Today, the soldiers of the Zhenbiao Right Wing Battalion fought bravely and slaughtered the Tartars. If you die well, you should be a role model for my generation, and now I am using this wine to respect all heroes from afar, and from now on, we will bravely kill slaves, comfort the heroic spirits, and report the greatness of the emperor's favor!"

After Yang Guozhu finished speaking, he raised the wine bowl in his hand and poured the wine on the ground. The generals in the tent also followed his example and poured wine on the ground to comfort the heroic spirits.

No one spoke anymore, and the scene seemed awkward for a moment. Zhang Yan couldn't help but stare at Li Jianming. Li Jianming was also extremely embarrassed. He wanted to speak up several times to relieve the embarrassment, but he moved his lips, but he didn't say anything.

Guo Yingxian next to him was also out of anger, drank a bowl of wine on his own, and put it back on the desk with a "boom".

In the end, Yang Guozhu held up the big bowl and said, "Brothers, congratulate the brave officers and men of the Zhenbiao Right Wing Battalion. Let's have a toast."

Zhang Yan stood up and said, "Congratulations to the military gate, cheers."

In the military tent, everyone drank again, and the embarrassing scene disappeared.

The generals of the army began to eat the cooked meat again and toasted each other.

Everyone is a warrior, so there are not so many rules, and the scene is getting more and more lively. Many people even think that chopsticks are inconvenient, so they just eat the mutton with their hands, and their mouths are full of oil.

The Ming battalion soldiers were already the main force in the Ming army, and after years of military life, they were also used to being rough, but they were professional soldiers after all, as long as they had enough food and wages, they would be very effective in fighting.

Zhang Cheng also got up and offered a bowl of wine to Yang Guogui, followed by Guo Yingxian, Li Jianming, Wen Hui and other guerrillas.

In the end, when paying respects to Mr. Qian, Zhongjun and others, he just held the wine bowl and paid respects together, and did not pay respects one by one. The slight floating feeling made him extremely comfortable physically and mentally.

Inside the military tent, there was harmony again, with cups of toasts intertwined, cups being exchanged for cups, and endless jubilation.

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