Chapter 168: The Youngster's Mysterious Background

Seeing the North Korean soldiers and civilians who are usually very docile, they look like demons at this time.

They wore Tartar heads around their waists, searched everywhere for Tartars and cut off their heads, and the Li Dynasty monarchs and ministers knelt beside and trembled.

"Sun Chuanting, the left governor of the Ming Dynasty, has arrived."

With a shout, Sun Chuanting and Li Dingguo entered the Korean palace surrounded by a group of Ming army generals.

"See the Ming Governor."

Seeing Sun Chuanting come in, the rebels who searched for Tartars everywhere knelt on the ground and bowed to Sun Chuanting.

Sun Chuanting's name is also thunderous in North Korea, and some of them have heard the news of Sun Chuanting's death in battle.

But now that they heard that Sun Chuanting was coming, they all thought that what they had heard before was fake news, and they fell to the ground one after another.

Sun Chuanting smiled and raised his hand:

"Everyone is flat, those with eight heads stand on the right, those with six heads stand on the left, and the others stand still."

"Thank you, Governor."

Of the more than 50,000 rebels who attacked the city, there are now only more than 6,000 left, destroying 30,000 Li Dynasty soldiers and killing 3,000 Eastern Prisoners.

It can be said that the rest of these rebels are elites, and there is no one of them, Sun Chuanting is very satisfied with their performance, and the head of the Tartar is not so easy to cut off.

He took a general look, and there were not many rebels with eight Tartar heads on their bodies, about fifty people.

Many people only have one or two heads on their bodies, and some people are completely empty-handed, and of course there are many empty-handed rebels who are not incompetent, but give their heads to those who need them most.

"Korean soldiers, on behalf of the Ming Dynasty, this commander officially declares that all the rebels who beheaded the eight captives from the east have been awarded to the Ming people from this moment, and you can enjoy the treatment of the Ming people in Korea, with the official rank of centurion."

The rebels, with eight Tartar heads on their waists, were stunned for a moment, and then began to cheer, and they all shed tears of joy and sadness.

Don't look at so many people with eight Tartar heads hanging around their waists, it's not that they can cut down eight Eastern Tartars alone, they don't have this ability at all.

Many of them had their heads on them, and when others died in battle, they gave their own heads to their companions.

"We are now a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, and we are still centurions, it's really good, long live the Ming Emperor."

After they all cheered, Sun Chuanting waved everyone to be quiet.

The scene instantly quieted down, and those rebels who were less than eight heads were waiting for Sun Chuanting's words behind them.

Sun Chuanting looked at the rebels with six heads on their waists, and said again:

"The rebels who cut off the heads of the six Eastern Tartars were originally not eligible to obtain the nationality of the Ming Dynasty, but my emperor Shengming accepted you as a citizen of the Ming Dynasty.

There are also the rebels who cut off five heads, and the rebels who bravely killed the enemy without getting a head, and Pontus is very appreciative of your bravery and courage to die.

Therefore, now the governor of Pontus has decided to award you the honorary citizens of the Ming Dynasty, each of whom will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, and if you perform well in the later period, you will officially become my Ming citizens in two years. ”

The scene suddenly became very quiet, and only the sound of their rapid breathing could be heard, half-loud, before these people understood.

"What? What did the Governor say, conferred on us the honorary national, and two years later officially became the Ming national ......"

"Yes, you heard you right, that's what the Governor said."

With eight Tartar heads on their waists, the Korean rebels, who had become nationals of the Ming Dynasty, began to remind their companions.

"Plop Plop Plop ......"

"Long live the Ming Dynasty"

"Long live the emperor......"

These Ming honorary citizens all knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the direction of the Ming Dynasty and thanked them, shouting Long live the Ming Emperor. ”

Then everyone else bowed down and thanked him, and the atmosphere at the scene was quite touching, and even Sun Chuanting, Li Dingguo and others felt that their eyes were foggy.

The people of northern Daming and Liaodong are not having a good time, and the Korean people cannot be better than Daming, their land is even more barren, and the Xiaoice period has an equally great impact on them.

In their hearts, the Ming Dynasty is a big country, and the people should be very happy.

Even if they don't go to Daming and stay in North Korea, they are already superior and have no worries about life.

"Commander, you are so clever, the general really admires you."

Regarding Sun Chuanting's plan, Li Dingguo really admired the five-body throw at this time.

He not only used the hands of the Korean rebels to defeat the Korean officers and soldiers, but also caused the Eastern Tartars to suffer heavy casualties, and finally they were completely wiped out.

Moreover, with the help of Korean officers and soldiers and the Eastern Tartars, only 6,000 elite soldiers were left behind by the 50,000 rebels, laying a solid foundation to prevent Korea from defecting again.

Sun Chuanting smiled and patted Li Dingguo's shoulder:

"The general has won the award, and the general has contributed a lot to winning the entire territory of North Korea so smoothly, so you just wait for the saint to be crowned marquis."

Just when Sun Chuanting and Li Dingguo were chatting, more than a dozen people walked into the palace, led by the white-robed young general.

Looking at his state at this time, his spirit and spirit had obviously recovered a lot, and he walked quickly to Sun Chuanting and Li Dingguo, and bowed down:

"Lu Aiguo sees the two generals, thank you for saving your life."

Sun Chuanting stretched out his hand to help him and asked casually:

"Little general, you are not a North Korean? Chinese is so fluent. ”

The white-robed young general clenched his fists again, and his attitude was very respectful:

"General Hui, the last general is not a Korean, his ancestral home is Yixing, Changzhou, Jiangnan."

Sun Chuanting laughed:

"No wonder you are so brave, it turned out to be my Ming person, and a friend of the governor of Pontus is also from Yixing, Changzhou, and you have the same surname."

Lu Aiguo's eyes also lit up, and he clasped his fists again and saluted:

"The Governor forgives the last general, I don't know who your friend is, it is very likely that the last general has heard of his name."

Sun Chuanting suddenly let out a long sigh, and his face became gloomy:

"I've heard of him, as long as I am a son and daughter of China, I should have heard of him, he is the secretary of my former military department of the Ming Dynasty, Lu Xiangsheng is a fighter, but it is a pity that he was framed by traitors on the battlefield."

"Governor ......"

Lu Aiguo, a white-robed young general, suddenly knelt on the ground, hugged Sun Chuanting's legs, and hid his face and cried bitterly.

His action immediately made many people present confused, even Sun Chuanting, the second monk was confused.

There were two Ming soldiers who wanted to come over and pull away the white-robed young general Lu Aiguo, but Sun Chuanting waved his hand to stop him, and he guessed that Lu Aiguo might have something to do with Lu Xiangsheng.

Sun Chuanting gently patted Lu Aiguo's back kindly, as if a loving father was comforting his child, which made the eyes of the Ming soldiers and Korean rebels present widen.

Killing people without blinking, commanding thousands of troops and horses, the famous Ming military god, the commander Sun Chuanting also had an unknown side.

After Lu Aiguo gradually calmed down, Sun Chuanting helped him up with his own hands and began to carefully look at the brave little general with a white horse and silver spear and a white robe in front of him.

With upright facial features, a face like a crown of jade, a tall figure, and a pair of tiger eyes full of heroism, Sun Chuanting is more and more happy:

"Lu Aiguo, now you can tell the governor of Pontus, who are you, and what do you have to do with Jiandou."