Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

The Congzheng Army can be said to be the founding army of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also undoubtedly the most elite force of the Ming Dynasty.

The elite were the first to follow Zhu Yuanzhang in revolt.

The combination of these two points means that although many of the veterans also have military exploits, some of their military exploits are often diluted when everyone has them, especially in the early stages.

Therefore, after so many years, many of them are still top soldiers.

But this does not prevent them from shedding blood for the Ming Dynasty!

These Huaixi veterans who were the first to follow Zhu Yuanzhang in revolting only wanted to come to Zhu Yuanzhang and ask him why.

Liao Junjun sat on his horse, looking at the solemn-looking veterans in front of him. He was about to shout a few more words of mobilization, when a soldier ran in from outside the camp in a panic, breathing heavily.

"Why are you panic! If you have anything to do, tell me!" Liao Junjun looked at the soldier, frowned, and yelled.

"His Royal Highness, Prince Tang and Marshal Tang are coming with their army!" the soldier said loudly.

The words fell.

The huge military camp square became extremely quiet, with only the sound of the autumn wind blowing.

Many people panicked.

It's like a child who has done something wrong and is suddenly discovered by his parents.

Liao Junjun glared at the soldier and asked, "How many troops are coming from the other side?"

"The team is like a dragon, with no end in sight, at least more than 100,000 troops." The soldier replied truthfully.

How many? !
After hearing the news, Liao Junjun was completely panicked and almost fell off his horse.

He has only gathered less than 2 troops here, but the opponent has more than when they come, so why fight?
Liao Junjun was stunned.

What puzzled him the most was how Zhu Biao and the others knew they were going to raise an army.

You must know that the planning of this mutiny was not accidental. Those hundreds of thousands of households had only waited for the exact time of the uprising an hour ago. During this period, Liao Junjun used his own soldiers to guard the surroundings of the camp to ensure that there was no Go out alone.

How did this news leak out? !
The other party dispatched so many troops at once, obviously they were well prepared.

But things have come to this, and there is no use thinking about these things.

There is no way to fight this war, and as long as there is a fight, it will be completely classified as treason, which is a serious crime against the Nine Clan.

Liao Junjun's mind was running wildly at this time, trying to find a way out.

He looked at the Huaixi veterans in front of him, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He raised his arms and said loudly: "Brothers, His Royal Highness and the others came just in time. We just happened to go to him and ask the court face to face why they did this."

When Liao Junjun lowered his head, he saw the sword at his waist. Fuling was so moved that he took off the sword and threw it to the ground.

"We are going to ask the court for an explanation, not to fight. Brothers, please take off your weapons with me."

After doing all this.

Liao Junjun couldn't help but praise himself secretly in his heart, what a clever move.

The Huaixi veterans looked up at Liao Junjun, with disdain on their faces.

What these veterans despise the most is this kind of villain who is arrogant in front and respectful in back.

But Liao Junjun was right.

Most of the people present had no intention of forcing the palace, so they put down their weapons one after another.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of gold and iron falling to the ground rises and falls like a symphony.

At this moment, Zhu Biao, Tang and the others arrived at the military camp with their army. Seeing this scene, they were also stunned.

What's the situation?
Aren't they here to quell the chaos? Why have these soldiers surrendered before the fighting even started?

Is this the majesty of the prince? !
Tang He turned to look at Zhu Biao with a shocked look on his face.

You know, even Zhu Yuanzhang doesn't have this ability.

However, Zhu Biao and the others quickly returned to normal. Looking at the nearly 20,000 veterans of the conscription army in front of them, they said, "Where is the person in charge?"

Countless eyes turned to Liao Junjun.

Liao Junjun's expression changed, he quickly turned over and dismounted, and said: "My dear Liao Junjun, I have met His Highness the Crown Prince, and I have met Tang Shuai!"

Zhu Biao's expression remained unchanged, and then he asked: "Tell me, what do you want to do by gathering so many soldiers in private?"

Liao Junjun gritted his teeth and said: "We want to go to the capital in person to ask His Majesty why the reduction of veterans this time is so thin on us old brothers. Since we are going to inquire, naturally we cannot bring weapons, so I am Let the brothers drop their weapons."

Liao Junjun is saying, I am not rebelling, I just want to take my brothers to express my opinion to His Majesty. I can't let this one also be beheaded.

Zhu Biao glanced at Liao Junjun and was noncommittal about what he said.

Zhu Biao nodded, with a calm look on his face, and said: "That's just right, I'm here for this too."

Zhu Biao raised his hand as he spoke.

Several sergeants pulled several carriages forward, and the carriages contained wooden boxes.

The veterans from the army all looked up at the wooden boxes with curious expressions in their eyes.

Everyone wants to know what is in this wooden box. Many of them think that their beloved superior has finally woken up. What is in these boxes is extra compensation for their old brothers.

Zhu Biao took in the expressions on everyone's faces and said, "The boxes are not filled with gold, silver, jewelry, silks and satins, but more precious things."

Something more precious than gold, silver and jewelry?

Many veterans began to show expectant looks.

Liao Junjun on the side said that something was not good. If the imperial court was really willing to shed blood to appease these veterans from the army, then their plan this time would have completely failed.

At Zhu Biao's signal, several soldiers lifted the box off the carriage and then used shovels to pry open the wooden box.

Everyone looked up and saw pieces of black iron plaque lying quietly in the wooden box?
After seeing these iron plates, Liao Junjun's eyes slowly lit up again. He looked at the disappointed expressions on the faces of the veterans around him.

The more people were disappointed, the happier he felt.

God help me too!

Now it is impossible to defeat him.

Whether this matter can be accomplished or not depends on this.

Liao Junjun stood up and said: "Your Highness, are these brands the things you are talking about that are more precious than gold, silver and jewelry?"

"Our Huaixi brothers were born and died back then, with all the blood flowing down our bodies and the scars left on our bodies. Is His Royal Highness planning to send us away with such a sign?!"

"Are the lives of our brothers only worth such a broken iron sign?!"

Liao Junjun's words finally resonated with many veterans present.

Just such an iron plate, the cost of making it is not even worth the use of refined iron.

If you take it to a pawn shop, you may not be able to get enough money for a meal.

Thinking about the scars left on their bodies for this imperial court, many people can't help but feel worthless.

When they got emotional, many people subconsciously rushed toward the boxes of iron cards. In the chaos, wooden boxes fell to the ground one by one, and iron signs were scattered everywhere.

It wasn't until a gunshot was heard that the chaos stopped.

Along with the gunshot, there was an extremely determined voice.

"This is not a piece of broken iron!"

Under the attention of everyone, Zhu Biao was seen walking slowly from a distance and came to the iron plates scattered on the ground. Zhu Biao knelt down and slowly picked up one of the iron plates.

Then he carefully wiped the dust on the medal with his hands and looked at the words engraved on the medal.

Suddenly he said loudly.

"Wu Hongbo, a native of Fengyang, joined the army in the 14th year of Zhizheng. In the 16th year of Zhizheng, he lost two fingers in the battle to capture Jinling."

Zhu Biao raised his head and looked at the crowd in front.

The Huaixi veterans in front automatically dispersed to both sides, and finally only one veteran was left standing in the center. The thumb and index finger of his left hand were suddenly broken!

The veteran named Wu Hongbo was shocked at first, then ashamed, and in the end he was only extremely grateful.

Tears flowed down like this.

He never imagined that for such a little-known big-headed soldier, the court not only knew about him, but also remembered the injuries he had suffered.

It was Wu Hongbo's second year in the army, and the attack on Jinling was a tough battle.

This is the first big city Lao Zhu has visited.

Historically, no city in southern my country has been as imperial as Jinling.

The brutality of the war can be imagined.

Countless veterans died in front of Wu Hongbo, who was a recruit at the time. If his corps commander hadn't blocked the enemy's fatal knife for him, he might have died long ago.

He survived in the end largely because he was a new recruit.

But he also lost two fingers in that war, and he has since become a veteran.

"Has the court not forgotten me?"

"Of course the court has not forgotten you!"

Zhu Biao picked up another iron plate.

"Chen Hualiang, a native of Haozhou, joined the army in the 15th year of Zhengzheng and served in the army for 23 years. He had 13 arrow wounds all over his body."

After the words fell, a veteran took off his shirt, revealing the strong muscles inside and the hideous sores on it.

Who said that only generals are covered with scars?

The same goes for these veterans.

"Ye Dongdong, a native of Luzhou, joined the army in the 20th year of Zhizheng. In the first year of Hongwu, he was the first to stand on the capital city."

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At this time, the entire military camp was extremely quiet. Everyone was stunned on the spot, staring at Zhu Biao and listening to Zhu Biao quietly.

Waiting for Zhu Biao to call out the names of veterans one after another.

Until their own names are called!
As Zhu Biao said before, these Hongwu medals in his hands are not pieces of iron, but things far more precious than gold, silver and jewelry!
On this Hongwu Medal, in addition to the names of these veterans, there is a line of small words engraved below.

What is written here is either the injuries these veterans suffered for the Ming Dynasty, or the achievements they made!
By the end, Zhu Biao's voice was hoarse.

When the veterans saw this scene, they could no longer hold back, and tears burst out like a dam.

remember.

They do everything.

The court remembers it!
They originally wanted to ask Zhu Yuanzhang himself the question, but now Zhu Biao has given the answer.

A perfect answer.

"That's enough, Your Highness."

"That's enough. Stop now. If you continue like this, your throat will be broken."

Zhu Biao continued to shout in his hoarse voice.

The nearly 20,000 Huaixi veterans present consciously stood up straight, then knelt down on one knee and gave Zhu Biao the most respectful military salute.

The sergeants brought behind Zhu Biao also knelt down.

Zhu Biao was the only one standing there.

Zhu Biao looked at the Huaixi veterans in front of him, and then turned to look at the brothers in the Chinese army camp he had brought, and said loudly: "As long as you are soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, all of you have shed blood for this country and have suffered the consequences." The injuries he suffered and the achievements he made have never been forgotten by the imperial court."

"No one will forget it!"

"All of this will not only be engraved on your Hongwu Medal, but will also be recorded verbatim in your local county annals!"

Liao Junjun, who was also kneeling on the ground, never expected that things would develop to this point.

The reason why he was willing to take the risk to stand up in the first place was precisely because the Huaixi generals promised him a high official position and a generous salary when the matter was accomplished.

The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish.

This kind of thing is the favorite thing for those of them who lick blood from the edge of a knife.

If it was 70% sure originally, now the chance of winning is not even 10%.

Liao Junjun could clearly feel the changes in the Huaixi veterans around him.

He could only make a final struggle. Liao Junjun, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head, looked at Zhu Biao, and said: "The court has always remembered our efforts, and I am very moved. But I have one more thing to ask the prince." Your Highness."

"It's still the original question, why do our brothers who were dismissed from the conscripted army receive the same treatment as those who surrendered to the army? According to His Royal Highness, as long as they are soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, as long as they are bleeding and injured for the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court will remember the soldiers who have made meritorious deeds."

"That means that this Hongwu Medal is not unique to our Huaixi brothers, but also to those who have returned to the vassal army, right?"

When Tang He saw this reckless Qianhu standing up to stir up trouble again and again, his eyes were full of anger and he had long wanted to deal with him.

But he was stopped by Zhu Biao on the side.

Zhu Biao looked at Liao Junjun, with a smile on his face, and said, "Liao Qianhu, what do you think of the relationship between Tang Shuai and my father?"

Tang He and Zhu Yuanzhang were not only fellow villagers, but also sworn brothers who grew up naked together.

And it can be said that without Tang He, there would be no Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang today.

At that time, when Tang He was promoted to Qianhu in the rebel army, Zhu Yuanzhang was still a monk.

Don't forget, don't forget.

Tang He always remembered his childhood brother, so he decided to take the risk and write a letter to Zhu Yuanzhang. In the late Yuan Dynasty, rebellion and collaboration with the enemy were punishable by beheading. Zhu Yuanzhang received the letter and silently put it away. He had not yet decided to live with his head pinned to his belt. But contrary to expectations, Zhu Yuanzhang's secret of receiving letters and collaborating with the enemy was quickly leaked, and he was forced to hand over his life to Tang He.

Tang He's letter changed Zhu Yuanzhang's fate, and Zhu Yuanzhang bet his life on this letter.

Mutual trust is a life-long friendship. (End of chapter)