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Chapter 91
In the 11th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, on October 23rd, at the end of the day, the sun today was particularly dazzling.

In the southeast suburbs outside Yongding Gate in Beijing, General Zhang Yan of Xuanfu Town is in the camp of the abandoned castle.

Uncle Zhang Cheng and his nephew had just returned from lunch in Lu Xiangsheng's large tent of the Chinese army, and they entered the tent of the Chinese army. Grandpa congratulates you."

Zhang Yan was a little tired, he just waved his hands, but walked into the inner tent without saying a word.

Liang Song walked towards Zhang Cheng, slapped him on the chest, and said with a big smile, "Liang pays a visit to Zhang Gueran, and I hope Zhang Gueran will support him a little bit more in the future."

Zhang Cheng hit back with a heavy punch, hitting him on the shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "Well, you Lianghuhu, you're making fun of my brother here, aren't you?"

After finishing speaking, he pulled Liang Song, walked to the side chair and sat down, and continued: "Now, uncle has commanded the colleagues from the second rank, and the rewards of the generals in our camp will not be awarded until the Tartars retire. Come down, you tiger has Shiqiao military exploits in your hands, and you must have run away for the reward."

Liang Song didn't take it seriously, shook his head and said: "It's good for us to follow the general. I know what kind of virtue we are, and it's not the material for commanding the army. If we follow the general, we will be happy. You must follow the general for the rest of your life."

At this time, Lin Zhiyi had just helped Zhang Yan remove his armor, and when he stepped out of the inner tent, he said to Zhang Cheng, "Mr. Xiao...oh...no, I should change my name to Grandpa Young General."

Zhang Cheng also jokingly said, "Then why don't you pay homage to me, young general?"

Lin Zhiyi also clamored to pay homage just as he was about to pay homage, when he saw that General Zhang Yan had changed into his regular clothes and came out of the inner tent, so he did not continue to pay homage.

Zhang Yan walked to the first case and sat down. Lin Zhiyi hurried over, poured Zhang Yan a cup of warm tea, and then stepped aside.

These people, no matter their age or seniority in the military, are stronger than Zhang Cheng, but because Zhang Cheng's uncle is a general Zhang Yan, and Zhang Cheng is bold and righteous, loves wine and meat, and Zhang Yan's military officers and officers They soon became one, regardless of each other.

After Zhang Yan sat down, he took a sip of tea before he opened his mouth and said: "This time we entered the guard, I camped at Mafang and Shiqiao, and won consecutive battles. , the generals must not be indebted to the king, and should be brave and fight the slaves with all their might."

Zhang Cheng and the others answered in unison: "Please rest assured, Lord General, we will surely live up to your kindness, fight bravely in front of the battle, and work together to defeat the slaves!"

Zhang Yan nodded, and said again: "Zhang Cheng, you are already a guerrilla general appointed by the Ministry of War. Although you are still under my supervision and have not yet taken charge of a battalion yourself, you still have to learn to sit in the battalion. When you're done, use your existing trilogy as the foundation and raise a camp yourself!"

Hearing Zhang Yan's words, Liang Song and Lin Zhiyi gave envious looks.

Although Zhang Cheng was promoted to be a guerrilla general, although they were envious, they were also very happy for him, but at this time Zhang Yan actually agreed to transfer the cavalry headquarters under Zhang Cheng's current leadership to Zhang Cheng as his guerrilla battalion. However, they are really envious.

At this time in the Ming Dynasty, the battalion soldiers were all recruited by the generals themselves, and the imperial court only allocated military salaries and armored battles. Although recruiting troops was simple, they could be recruited from the soldiers of the guards or from civilians, but to form a real combat power, It really takes years of practice and actual combat.

This is just infantry. If it is cavalry, it is even more difficult. First of all, it is not easy to obtain horses, and secondly, it is the most difficult to train knights. Many cavalry can only ride horses and gallop, they can't ride and shoot, and they can't kill immediately. At best, they are mounted infantry.

The nearly thousand cavalry under Zhang Cheng's current command are the hard work of Zhang Yan for more than ten years, and they are the core combat power of his right-wing battalion. If Zhang Cheng takes them away, the combat power of Zhang Yan's right-wing battalion will be reduced by at least three times. Two-thirds, and it is not easy to train qualified cavalry, I am afraid that Zhang Yan's troops will not be able to recover to today's combat power in the next few years.

Zhang Cheng was deeply moved, he stood up a little excitedly, and said in a hasty tone: "Uncle, you can't, this cavalry team is the essence of your right-wing battalion. The team is full of elites from the right-wing battalion. Ruo Cheng'er will take them all away. Uncle, you..."

When Zhang Cheng said this, he was interrupted by his uncle Zhang Yan with a wave of his hand. He only heard Zhang Yan say in a deep voice: "Cheng'er, the tree is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it! You are still young and have little military experience. In the camp, I will protect and protect you,
But if you raise a battalion by yourself, it will be difficult to train elites in three to five years. If someone secretly trips you because of jealousy and hatred, and you have no strong hands, how can you protect yourself? "

Zhang Yan's words reminded Zhang Cheng of the Xuanzhen guerrilla Li Jianming and Wen Hui's eyes when they met several times recently, and stopped saying anything. Thousands of fine riders, how many will be left?

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In Shenshi, Zhang Yan's camp in Xuanzhen was in the tent of Zhang Chengqian's general army.

All the outposts gathered in the military tent, and it was inevitable to congratulate Zhang Cheng on his promotion to the guerrilla general, and even encouraged Zhang Cheng to change into the new uniform of the guard commander.

Zhang Cheng had no choice but to enter the inner tent with Chen Zhong. With Chen Zhong's help, he took off his armor, and then changed into the court uniform of the military officer who was in charge of the fourth rank guard.

He changed into a new official uniform and walked out of the inner tent. He saw that he was wearing a crimson official uniform with a tiger pattern embroidered on it. Stepping on thick-soled soap boots, you look radiant and majestic.

I saw Zhang Cheng wearing a black gauze hat with a light-colored silk fringe on his head, and the two hat wings swayed from time to time with his head.

Because of the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, only officials of the third rank and above should use gold thread rims for their crowns, and those below the fourth rank are not allowed to use gold, but only light-colored silk threads. Therefore, Zhang Cheng is a military officer of the fourth rank, and can only wear black gauze hats with light-colored silk rims.

At this moment, on Zhang Cheng's plain golden flower belt, there is also a gold and silver waist plate with a righteous name, Ji Fu Hu Pan Yunhua, with double cloud dragons on the top and two tigers on the bottom. It runs through and can be hung around the waist.

A Buddha depends on his gold clothing, while a person depends on his clothing. Dressing up is also very important!

The ancients never lied to me.

If this person doesn't dress up, sometimes he really can't show it.

As soon as Zhang Cheng, a military officer of the fourth rank, put on his court uniform, his status immediately changed. Chen Zhongyin had already seen it when he was in the account, so he was quite calm.

Chen Zheng, Zhang Guangda and the other four whistlers couldn't sit still any longer, they immediately gathered around and looked at the fourth-grade court clothes on Zhang Cheng, all of them looked envious, and they stretched out their hands to touch it, but couldn't help it. Dare to really touch it, the way it shrinks its hands and feet is very funny!

Zhang Cheng walked back and forth in the military tent, his movements were not in a hurry, but his dignity was born of himself.

Chen Zheng and the other four guards always seemed to have something in mind, knelt down on one knee at the same time, and shouted loudly: "The last general will follow the general to the death, and he will go through fire and water, and he will do his duty."

(End of this chapter)