Section 618 Eventually become an army

The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

Zu Kuan on the side also helped explain, saying that Wu Sangui didn't remember this matter from beginning to end.

For him, Zu Dashou is the boss, and Wu Sangui is his young owner. Moreover, he is Wu Sangui's introductory master of martial arts.

"That's good, that's good!" Qin Haoming nodded frequently, as if he was extremely happy, and personally helped Wu Sangui up, looking like he was close to solving the knot.

At the same time, he turned his head to Zu Kuan and said with disgust: "General Zu, you and I have fought side by side in blood, why are you so angry today?"

It's not a coincidence today, after the war, the affairs are complicated, and I really don't have the heart to drink.

Another day, let's get together, and the governor also wants to drink and talk with the Jiliao soldiers and talk about their feelings. ”

Zu Kuan's heart warmed, and he leaned over and bowed to express his gratitude.

It seems that the old friendship has not changed with Qin Haoming's high position, which is also a face-saving thing in front of Wu Sangui.

Qin Haoming's friendly words and actions also made Wu Sangui's uneasy heart relax a little, and he didn't suspect anything else.

Wu Sangui also knew that Qin Haoming was busy and had too many military affairs to deal with, so he was able to find time to chat deliberately, and it was estimated that it was still for Zu Kuan's sake.

Therefore, he glanced at Zu Kuan, and the two said goodbye and left.

In the early morning of the second day, Hong Chengchou and Cao Bianjiao, together with the internal officials who announced the decree, also rushed to Wafangdian in time.

After a little greeting, Qin Haoming didn't have time to pay attention to Hong Chengchou, and immediately started today's main event.

All the civil and military generals and colonels of the Dingnan Army, as well as 50,000 or 60,000 soldiers and civilians, stood silently outside the east gate.

Looking at the iron armor in the Wafang store, the flags are displayed, the silence is solemn, and the boundaries are endless. In the center of a large open space outside the city, two people are on the platform, and the flagpole is lonely, straight into the clouds.

Suddenly, the gate of the camp was opened, and two hundred trumpeters came out in array, walking in unison, landing with sound, and the horns sounded, one after another.

This was followed by a hundred slow-moving snare drum wagons, all of which were surrounded by large drums.

Eight strong men were shirtless, brandishing extra-large drumsticks, following the rhythm of their steps, and their voices hit the hearts of the people.

The drums are like thunder, the earth shakes the mountains, the vast and majestic, the tragic mountains and rivers, and the echoes of thousands of miles.

The trumpeter and the drum cart split into two to the edge of the venue, and each mark left a group of horn drum carts, only the drum and trumpet hiss never stopped, until the last two groups were in place, and then there was an instant silence.

Suddenly, the horn sounded again, but it was a low and mournful sound, and I wanted to cry when I heard it.

Out of the camp was a sea of white, and two thousand soldiers in plain armor and white helmets, holding high countless white flags, came out in array.

The white sea was divided into dozens of phalanxes and walked into the school field, but it was like a mighty river and sea surging towards the soldiers and civilians outside the school field.

Every plain-clothed soldier was holding five white flags and wooden pillars in a half-human height, silent, and walked in array.

The first wave of white waves has just rolled up heavily, the second wave of white waves has rolled up solemnly, and the tragedy brought by the third wave or even dozens of waves has moved tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

Dozens of white waves echoed before and after, and the end could not be seen, and the black characters in the white waves were the heroic spirits who died in the battle of Wafangdian.

When the first wave of white waves surged through the center of the military and civilians, suddenly the drum sounded, and at the same time, several people shouted the chant in each wave of white waves, and then ten thousand sang in unison, like a mountain and a tsunami.

"The Danger of the Nation ......"

"Defend the Quartet!"

"The people are in trouble......

"Willing to die!"

"Nine Dead ...... on the Battlefield"

"You have no regrets!"

"The ...... of China"

"Through the ages!

……

The white sea, the black heroic spirits, the mournful horns, the mournful drums, the neat steps, and the heroic slogans are like a scene, showing the blood and rain of the Liaodong Peninsula again.

The beacon fire of Fushun, the fall of Qinghe, the tragedy of Salhu, the death battle of Kaiyuan, the helplessness of Tieling, the dust and smoke of Hetuala, the blood and fire of Liaodong, tens of thousands of heroes, the people cried, and the Dingnan army rescued.

The mountains in the northeast, the fortifications outside the city, the bleak wind in the north city, the bitter rain in the south city, the flesh and blood mountains and rivers, the iron wall is tight.

Duoduo folded his wings, and the emperor sighed emptyly, calming down the smoke of 100,000 wolves. The strong Dingnan Army, sad pieces of white flags.

Qin Haoming bent his waist, Zhang Yun mourned silently, Yan Yingyuan leaned over, the three armies saluted, and the people whimpered.

They tidied up their clothes, or bowed down, or beat their shoulders with their hands, or hugged each other and cried, or kowtowed and made wishes.

When you know the peace of the country and the people, it is the blood of heroes, and it is difficult to be heroes!

10,000 white flags, surrounded by the point of the general platform, densely packed, still like the point of the general before his death, standing in array.

When 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Dingnan were shocked, moved, infected, and stimulated, and their emotions were completely ignited, and they wanted to roar and cheer, the trumpets sounded in unison, the military drums shook together, and the murderous atmosphere was pervasive, and they soared into the sky.

Suddenly, the drums and trumpets stopped, and the Ming army song sounded everywhere from the Dingnan army camp.

The iron armor flowed sideways, and the iron riders were like a tide, gushing out from the exits of the city gates on all sides of Wafangdian, slowly moving forward, and going straight to the school field.

15,000 officers and soldiers of the Dingnan Army and 5,000 cavalry, lined up in hundreds of phalanxes, chanted in unison, rolled up the heroic spirit that soared to the sky, and stepped on the dust and smoke of confusion.

The spears and leather hit each other, there was a loud sound, the singing was heroic, and the momentum was boundless.

Especially among the ten thousand armies, the 4,000 wounded and disabled soldiers who were escorted were all red, and they were even more dazzling in the army.

They either supported each other, or were carried on their backs, or were carried, or were led like blind people.

One by one was not sad and discouraged, but was full of fighting spirit and loud voices.

The remnants of the soldiers on the left and right are the blue-clothed soldiers and the craftsmen and people in Tsing Yi, their steps are scattered, but they are full of energy, moving forward hand in hand, singing and marching, and not letting the army go.

Behind the artisan battalion were hundreds of artillery and rocket wagons, mighty and indomitable.

In the midst of the song, tens of thousands of iron-blooded men gathered outside the white flags.

Looking from afar, white and black are mixed with fiery red and cyan, the iron armor is forested, the white flags are cold, red as blood, green as rivers, the chariots and horses are clustered, the muzzles of the cannons are facing the sky, the scale is grand, it is magnificent, and the momentum of the strong army is unobstructed.

Dingnan Army Jin Ge Iron Horse, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians thundered, singing in unison, shocking Liaodong.

The singing was stopped, the cheers did not stop, the military drums vibrated together, and the phalanx of the general school with Qin Haoming as the general, holding a corner of the military flag on all sides, and the blood-red five big characters of "Qin Ci Dingnan Army" were rampant in the military formation.

The military flag crossed the gaze of all the people, and was taken over by more than a dozen ironclad elite warriors, who were walking up and going straight to the point of the general platform to prepare for the flag.

Hundreds of horses were led by the soldiers to Qin Haoming and others, and the civil and military forces of the Dingnan Army turned over on their horses together, roaring vertically and horizontally, and entered through the formation.

turned over and dismounted, and was the same as Qin Haoming, and the stars of Jiangtai were shining at a time, and it was very lively.

The internal officials came with the holy decree in their hands, and tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians knelt down and waited.

The internal official spread out the edict and read it aloud: "In accordance with the edict of the Son of Heaven, the title of the Governor's Mansion will be abolished, and the army will be given the Southern Army, which will be under the jurisdiction of Qin Haoming, the governor of Fujian and Guangdong, and it will be cheap!" ”

Qin Haoming knelt down to receive the holy decree, stood up in thanks, waved the edict, and laughed loudly.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians shouted long live, got up and shouted: "Dingnan Army!" Dingnan Army! Dingnan Army! ……”

Tens of thousands of iron armor, spears hit the earth, and thousands of troops shouted in unison.

Qin Haoming thanked Hong Chengchou and other Jiliao civil and military congratulations, turned around and waved his hand to stop the Southern Army, and shouted loudly: "Raise the flag of the Southern Army, declare the Southern Army into an army!" ”

With the issuance of Qin Haoming's military order, the tsunami of the Dingnan Army roared, the drums sounded in unison, and the horns were vast.

The red military flag is rising, accompanied by the mighty army, the red sun is dazzling, the mountain wind is cold, the red flag is displayed, and the five big characters of "Qin Ci Ding Southern Army" are like a vivid tiger pattern, showing teeth and claws, dancing and dancing.

Qin Haoming shouted again: "Wine!" ”

Thousands of jars of fine wine were poured into the porcelain bowls in the hands of tens of thousands of iron armors, and the aroma was overflowing, dripping into the soil.

Qin Haoming waved his hand and knelt down towards the south: "The wrath of the Son of Heaven is the enemy of the Southern Army." What the Son of Heaven refers to, the Mountain of Blood Sea Corpses! Qin Haoming thanks Tianzi Longen! ”

Tens of thousands of iron armor knelt down with each other, shouting long live.

Qin Haoming got up, looked at the white flags and the disabled army formation under the stage, fell down on his knees, sprinkled wine and shouted:

"Dingnan Army, pay tribute to the heroic souls who died in battle, and the disabled comrades!"

Tens of thousands of iron armor fell to their knees again, and while spilling wine, they shouted in unison: "The soul returns, return home, brotherhood, do not forget!" ”

Four thousand wounded and disabled fell to their knees, wailing and crying.

Qin Haoming got up again, knelt down on his knees at the people of Liaodong, raised the wine in his hand and shouted: "Thank you Liaodong father, the war in Liaodong will not be extinguished, and the Dingnan Army will always be in Liaodong!" ”

Tens of thousands of iron armor knelt down and shouted: "Forever in Liaodong!" ”

Qin Haoming got up and faced the Jingguan that was cast overnight last night, drank all the wine in the cup, smashed his hands to the ground, and the 20,000 iron armors all drank and smashed the bowls, and they all stood solemnly, holding on to their guns.

Qin Haoming roared loudly: "The Dingnan Army is willing to protect the Ming Dynasty for the rest of their lives, and use the enemy's heads to pay tribute to the departing soldiers!" In this life, protect the mountains and rivers of the Han people! ”

"In this life, protect the mountains and rivers of the Han people!"

At the beginning of the rising sun, tens of thousands of soldiers of the young Dingnan Army roared loudly, the strongest voice in China.

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