Chapter 672: Celebration Banquet and Cold Heart
The night is deep, piles of bonfires extend around the military camp of Constantine, forming an arc-shaped fire dragon reflecting the red sky, a large number of chariots pulling wine and meat from the gate in and out, in the swaying firelight, thousands of women, ragged were escorted into the barracks, some of them are luxuriously dressed, young and beautiful women are the families of the Roman nobles who dare to resist in the city, without the noble temperament of the past, crying, pleading, to the Western Expeditionary Army camp, and a large part of them were sent to the surrendered Romans.
In Jia Xu's words, it is better to be angry with the same enemy, and to do something miserable to one's own people is to directly cut off their half-hearted thoughts.
Xun Chen quarreled with him several times in one day about this matter: "...... You want to make the Han people beasts! But after saying that, he still gave up, he also knew in his heart that the teams of the Western Expeditionary Army came from different states and counties, and it was already a miracle that they could run together at the moment, coupled with the attack all the way west, the casualties of soldiers, and homesickness, usually determine the standard of whether a team can continue to move forward, although it is a big victory at the moment, it can be fought for a long time, which makes people mentally exhausted, depressed .....in their hearts, and a series of problems, etc., may eventually lead to the disintegration of the entire army.
Therefore, letting the army vent pressure is often one of the solutions, and in this matter, Xun Chen finally had to nod and agree.
As time went on, in the sound of night insects, in the barracks, piles of bonfires were vigorous, the ground around the flames, the fine stones were swept away, and the two soldiers who took off their shirts wrestled with the cheers of the crowd, and in other directions, there were similar programs around the bonfires, or a few Roman women were dragged to dance in front of the bonfire.
Some of the wounded soldiers were carried out of the wounded barracks on stretchers by their acquaintances, fed him with wine, and picked up fresh beef and mutton and put them on the fire to roast, while some soldiers in a hurry forcibly dragged the crying Roman women into the tents, and even a few people waited outside to line up, or counted the gold and silver utensils they had obtained in their arms, and occasionally took them out to look at them, with a satisfied smile on their faces, of course, there were also those who were not keen on these things, and most of them were still talking and laughing by the fire.
Relative here, in the camps of Xianbei and the Xiongnu, the women's cries continued miserably all night....... and the next morning, hundreds of naked corpses were tortured to death, piled up and transported out of the camp, and then dug pits and buried hastily.
There are not many such tragedies, the maids in the palace, and the lovers that Severus carries with him are as many as dozens, basically staying in the palace tonight as escorts, the people who come here are at least quite polite on the surface, if they fancy one of them, they can also pay the same goods to take away, after all, they are the lovers of the Great Qin Emperor, and they are also a kind of capital to show off to others.
The maid dragging the wooden plate comes and goes between the seats, the flames burn around the circular ceiling, the spacious court and government hall, the seats are placed from left to right, with Zhao Yun, Yan Rou, Hua Xiong, Pan Feng as the head of the lineage, and a cadre of middle-level generals, followed by Bingzhou, Xiliang Majia, Cao Jun, to the right across the middle of the aisle, is Xianbei, Xiongnu, Wuhuan grassland three and Parthia, Kushan, Dawan and Greeks, on the far right is the three Roman legionnaires taken over by Marcus, after the whole sorting, to the side of the temple gate, The position at the back of the entire hall is the seat of the family caravan, and the young man named Lu Xun was not in it, but sat in the Bingzhou army, originally wanted to sit in a seat with the girl, but was sandwiched between Lu Bu and Gao Shun, and did not dare to move.
"When ...... fought against Severus, I thought that this war would be fought for at least half a year, or even longer, and I sit on this throne and still remember the hysterical fighting between the two sides." The majestic voice slowly came out of Gongsun Zhi's mouth, his hands were placed on the golden armrests on both sides at will, and his tall body leaned back slightly, like a king overlooking the world.
"..... this battle is the biggest loss we have suffered since we entered the West, many soldiers have been buried here....... but we have also won this battle, it is the elite of the Great Qin Emperor's side, it is the pride of his crisscrossing the Western countries, and now it is under our feet-"
At this time, there was only one voice in the main hall, and hundreds of people below looked at the figure above the golden steps and listened quietly.
"The dead, I will bring them back to the Han Dynasty and bury the bones of the loyal into the soil of my hometown, instead of sprinkling them in the grass, although I can't remember their names, but the tombstone will definitely have the four words of the Han Dynasty! And among you, the caravans from various families, I also hope that you will tell these people to all the people of the Han Dynasty, from the ministers of the Son of Heaven to the slaves and beggars, and tell them that there are many such soldiers and generals who are carrying blood to the Han Dynasty in this far west, behind the countless overlapping mountains and seas...... Extend the backbone. β
On the throne, Gongsun Zhi closed his eyes and took a breath: "The living will eventually give them a reward, and Daqin has a lot of good things, some of them are named, and some of them can't be named." He smiled and slapped the armrest hard, "Look at this throne, it's more luxurious than my Han, but these things are ours, and one-third of Daqin's territory is already under our feet, so my Gongsun Zhi can't reward you with the things in your pockets, right?" β
"That's a shame on me."
Gongsun Zhi smiled even more, his eyes swept over the people below, and slowly stood up, his tall body stood in front of the steps in a military uniform, standing at will, he could give people an insurmountable sense of oppression, he said: "Since the ...... Western Expedition, all the soldiers and soldiers have worked hard to move forward, and I will not be stingy with those who deserve to be rewarded." β
"Guo Yan-" On the golden steps, the figure of wolf velvet and black armor suddenly shouted.
In the seat on the left side below, the general in full armor suddenly stood up and handed over: "The last general!" "His armor was mottled with swords and spears, and he looked mighty.
"You were originally a cronie under Dong Zhuo, and you have done a lot of wrong things, this Western Expedition will make up for your mistakes, and in the future, you and your Xiliang brothers will hold up and raise their heads in the sun, if anyone points behind his back, he will turn around and cut off the person who spoke!"
"Yes!"
Above, Gongsun Zhi looked at Ma Chao, who consciously got up and arched his hand: "Dudu!" β
"All the way to the west, under the sharpness of the Xiliang Iron Cavalry, there is no perfect, since I have temporarily led the Tiger Ben Zhonglang General, after returning to the court, I will give a formal official position in the court of the upper table."
"Super Command!"
Turning his eyes again, his voice shouted: "Zhao Yun! β
"The last general!"
"..... promoted to the captain of the cavalry and led the general of Huya."
"Yes!"
"Yan Rou!"
"The last general!"
"Promote the captain of Xirong, lead the general of the conquest."
"Command!"
"Xiahou Yuanβ"
"Zhang Fei!"
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The names of the generals who are constantly announced, and the military positions of different sizes are issued, but in general, almost everyone has been promoted to one order, or even two ranks, for foreigners, these official positions may not be very well understood, but the consuls of the various caravans in the rear held their breath one by one, although the official positions promised from the words are not too big, but they can easily reward the generals under their command from a person's mouth, and there is already a clear signal.
The wolf king in front of the stairs was already baring his fangs.
Among the generals on the left, the figure with a big waist and a round waist looked left and right, and a familiar brother was called to the name and stood up to receive the reward, but there was no him, every time Gongsun stopped sweeping his gaze, Pan Feng almost wanted to raise his hand to signal. After a long time, the expectant gaze finally looked over, and before Gongsun could speak, the fat figure squeezed Wu Anguo next to him to the ground suddenly, and he laughed: "It's my turn?" β
"Well done that day..... fighting." Gongsun Zhi nodded, and his voice was loud: "-Pan Feng!" β
"The last general!" Pan Feng's solemn face also shouted loudly, the horn helmet on Zhen's head was crooked and almost fell off, and while the arched hand hurriedly went to support it, the voice of the reward over there also sounded in the hall: "The battle of Severu is very important, if it weren't for you and the chaotic army to disrupt his arrangement, the victory or defeat is still unknown, give the Marquis Che, and seal the city of Pyeongchang to show great merit!" β
As a deputy general and brotherhood, Wu Anguo was the first to congratulate: "Pingchang Hou, congratulations, this is the lintel of Pan's house." β
"Haha, today the Marquis of Pyeongchang has to drink until dawn."
Zhang Fei's eyes were a little red, he got up and ran over there, pulled Pan Feng, who was still saluting around, and sat down, and put several jars of wine on the table one by one: "I must drink until I lie down today, so as to relieve my jealousy!" β
In the noisy noise, Gongsun Zhi drank with the generals and businessmen of the various armies who came to toast, and at this time someone came in from outside, whispered a few words in his ear, and then got up and refused to entertain, arranged a few songs and dances, and returned to the apse with Li Ke.
In the dormitory, Di Mart was already asleep in the side room, in front of the burning fireplace, Jia Xu sat on a chair and read Daqin books, during this trip to the west, he learned some Latin from the translation team, heard the sound of the door, he rolled up the sheepskin scroll, got up to salute.
"Wen He knows everything." Gongsun Zhi took off his cloak and threw it to Li Ke to hang up, and sat down on another chair, "I want to hear your opinion." β
"Xu does already know, but the governor's family affairs ......"
Gongsun Zhi took the wine jug and put it on the wall fire to boil: "If I want to kill you, how can I live until now, you can say that it is." β
"Governor, the purpose of this expedition to the west, the next arrangement ....." The old man turned his face slightly, glanced at the side room, and smiled: "I probably know in my heart that the woman in the west is very strong and quite young, and the information from there also has some understanding...... Hehe......"
"From a mother's point of view, if the child is lost, I am afraid that when we are at war with Severus, she will already attack this city, but unfortunately she did not, but the governor came, and she came, which means that the son of the governor is just an object that can be used by her....."
Jia Xu got up and drank all the warm wine in the cup, and said goodbye: "By the way, I don't know if the governor has heard the sentence "Zi Young Mother Zhuang?" After saying this in a low voice, he slowly withdrew from the dormitory.
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The firelight reflected the rough face, and Gongsun Zhi leaned back in his chair, and the whole person fell into shadows.
"Li Ke, go and invite General Zhao over."
In a hoarse and low voice, the door opened and closed gently, and the tall figure slowly came out of the shadows, walked to the window and watched the lights of the whole city gradually go out, and the news came that Stephanie and Gerard led the army eastward and fought with the Roman legions in Thrace, and were discovered by the Huns' rangers, and then passed the news on, and the time was about seven days later.
The door slammed and opened again.
"Lord, what's the matter with Xunyun?" The white-robed and silver-armored general approached with the white horse sword.
"Go do something."
Gongsun stopped looking at the speckled lights outside the window, and whispered softly with an expressionless face, the hands hanging on his sides clenched into fists in the shadows, with a slight force, and the voice came out of his throat with a little dryness, "...... take your cavalry to the west and take Stephanie and her ......"
He stretched out his hand, grabbed the quiver of the weapon rack next to him, pulled out a Roman arrow, and turned to hand it to Zhao Yun, who looked indifferent.
"Don't live."