first-class champion

The Seventh Prince stood on the tower, looking at the scene in front of him.I just feel that the whole world is bowing at the feet of him, the prince of the Tang Dynasty, and a kind of pride and ambition naturally arises spontaneously.

When the important officials of the Tang Dynasty withered and the last army controlled by Li Tang, the Shence Army, had collapsed to the extreme and had no fighting ability, the feudal town was once again on the rise.Isn't this kind of character a gift from God to Datang?With him in Chang'an, it is enough to frighten everyone around and suppress the centrifuge.Once there are police on the frontier—such as the Khitan, they can be driven out of the Great Wall.At this moment, the Seventh Prince finally made up his mind to transfer Duan Mingyu to Chang'an as soon as the opportunity arises, so as to cleanse Chang'an of its slump.

The brigade of infantry was finally in place, following behind the cavalry, lined up and erected layer upon layer.When the order for the last infantry phalanx to be in place was issued, Duan Mingyu straightened up, straightened the crown on her head, and bowed down first.The nearly [-] soldiers of the entire army behind him also knelt down at the same time as he moved, danced to the dust, and shouted long live: "Long live your majesty, long live, long live, my lord, thousand years, thousand years, thousand years!"

The sound of shouting and shouting, the majesty, is more than ten times that of the Hedong Army?This man's heroic spirit made many civil servants in the city tower feel a little untenable all of a sudden!Standing still, this time you don't need to bring the imperial equipment. Zhusan commanded him to pass on his oral instructions. He spoke in person, and comforted him warmly: "Everyone is safe! The conquest of Huangchao has worked hard, and the lonely king knows very well that this victory over the Qi army is a full display of military power. The Great Tang Dynasty is really dependent on the ministers, and in the future, when you talk about meritorious deeds, your Majesty will naturally reward each other, so as to reward the ministers for their achievements, and encourage them together!"

Duan Mingyu raised his head, raised his hands to his forehead, and was a hundred steps away from the Seventh Prince Li Jie, as if weeping and complaining, he expressed his warm words of condolence to the prince on behalf of the soldiers of the whole army.

"How dare the ministers take credit? It wasn't for the blessing of the ancestors of the Tang Dynasty, the mighty emperor, the praise of the ministers, and the bloody battle of the soldiers. How can the ministers succeed by chance? I dare not take the rewards. This time in the battle of Chenzhou, my whole body Army, there were 210 soldiers in the dead army, and there were more than [-] soldiers. Da Tang Jianer, before the bones of the enemy were buried, the ministers survived by chance, how dare they take credit? Human, how can you be safe?"

Thinking of the two years of wind and frost, thinking of the robes beside him who fell in battles.Thinking of their Hussar Army and Ying Tian Army after they formed an army, the direction of the army flag, the determination and righteousness that never retreated.Thinking of the battles in which their commander Duan Mingyu was always at the forefront, in the strong wind, in the rain, and in the big waves, he was moved to take the lead in rushing towards the enemy brigade as soon as he stretched his sword.Thinking of them standing at the pinnacle of military glory at this moment, showing all their suffering and pride in front of the prince.These men in the army couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell like rain.Above the city tower, the Seventh Prince Li Jie was also crying like rain.

The seventh prince, Li Jie, saw that Duan Mingyu and this army were pleasing to the eye, and immediately said loudly: "Okay! The lonely king is here, let these loyal souls have a last look! These loyal souls will naturally be buried in their hometowns, local officials, Build a shrine to praise loyalty. For generations to come, blood and food will never be replaced! The lonely king has high hopes for the living, and the rewards and hatred of the previous ones are low. Will the lonely king take the credit for the lives of Qing and others..."

There are nearly [-] soldiers in the whole army, still hesitating.Is this the end of this military parade?Years of bloody battles, just to walk around the city and dance in front of His Majesty the prince?However, the entire army is still unavoidably proud.This kind of military power shocked hundreds of thousands of people in Chenzhou into silence, and the prince was also moved, and his words were full of praise.If it wasn't for Mr. Duan's tricks, how could we have such a scene in the barracks of our entire army.

The Seventh Prince came down slowly from the top of the tower, saw Duan Mingyu kneeling under the tower, quickly helped Duan Mingyu up, the two of them clasped their hands together and shouted at the same time: "Duan Qing (Prince)!"

The two looked at each other, and the Seventh Prince suddenly burst out laughing: "This time I'm going to Bianliang to suppress the thieves, the lonely king will go with you!"

All the soldiers and horses around, no matter if they were Hussars or Yingtian Army, all burst into cheers immediately, and shouted together with Pao Ze beside him: "Go together, go together..."

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It seemed to be doubly quiet this night.After marching for more than a month, tomorrow we will break out of camp and go northward. Floods and droughts go hand in hand, and we will reach Bianliang.People in the Hedong Army were shouting and neighing, and they were still in a hurry at night. They didn't know how many things had to be demolished and evacuated.But Duan Mingyu's journey was a day slower than that of the Hedong Army, and he set up a camp fifty miles behind the Hedong Army.Although it took a day to travel, the army patrol was still dispatched as usual.Compared with the previous days, I don't know how much stricter it is, as if it is still a scene in the middle of a battle.Duan Mingyu patrolled around, and finally returned to his central army tent exhausted.In the past ten days or so, each battalion was able to practice one after another, taking turns to catch their breath, but he was stuck there from beginning to end, and had to discuss with Fang Wenzhong, Luo Hou and the others about other details of the ceremony and make various pre-war preparations.At this time, I finally relaxed at night, I only felt that my bones were weak and my tendons were crisp.

As soon as he entered the inner tent of his family's large tent, Duan Mingyu greeted feebly: "Yingying, where are you? Wait for Brother Duan to undress, and prepare some hot water. Let those Qiu Ba wipe my back, I am in a panic." Stationed here, Zheng Yingying is naturally in Duan Mingyu's inner tent, personally guarding his safety.At this moment, the conditions are met, unlike in wartime, when setting up camps, the emphasis is on being small and strong, and the large camp of the Chinese army set up here occupies a huge area.

Duan Mingyu's camp in the Chinese army naturally rose with the tide.There were more than a dozen rooms, large and small, in the inner tent, and Zheng Yingying and Duan Mingyu occupied most of them.

Duan Mingyu's residence is naturally magnificent, but he is so busy that he basically doesn't use it much.Duan Mingyu was talking nonsense there, when he saw a figure flash in the inner tent, but a tall and straight young general had appeared in front of him. Duan Mingyu thought someone was assassinating him at first, so he stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword from his waist.He is a person who has experienced many battles, and his courage is already strong, and he is not very afraid.Immediately, he took half a step back and assumed a posture to meet the enemy.

But the other end shouted anxiously and angrily: "Brother Duan, what are you doing?" Behind the tall and straight young general, there was a burst of girlish laughter, which was Zheng Yingying's voice.Zheng Yingying's snickering sound was mixed together, like the ringing of silver bells.Duan Mingyu immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that there hasn't been such a thing as blood spattering in the back house.