Pang Tu heard that Bi Luan wanted him to admit this result, and he didn't want to compare it today. He looked up at Lan Jing'an again, she was looking at him with a smile, and then signaled to him with her gaze, asking him to look at the generals around him.

Although Pang Tu is hot and simple, he is not stupid, otherwise he would not be able to sit in the position of partial general. He immediately understood what Lan Jing'an meant.

If he admits that Bi Luan is intent on letting today, he will definitely lose his prestige as a general, and at the same time, it will also hit the current momentum of the infantry battalion, so his best choice now is to quietly accept this victory.

Pang Tu made up his mind. But he was a little disgusted with himself in his heart, and at the same time, he was also very moved by Lan Jing'an and Biluan's maintenance of himself.

He said loudly to Biluan, "Miss Biluan has agreed." Miss Biluan is one against five, and she can still fight with me for a long time, which is really impressive. I, Pang Tu, promise today that as long as Miss Biluan is willing to go into battle to kill the enemy, I am willing to fight side by side with you. ”

Lan Jing'an finally put her mind at ease, all she wanted was a sentence from Pang Tu in public. As long as he acknowledges the strength of a woman, a battalion full of sergeants will follow him. She looked at Pang Tu with a much more sincere eye, this young man is a real man, but he is not a person who admits death, and it seems that he is also a cultivable person.

Lan Jing'an waited for Bi Luan to return to his side, and said loudly: "Today, all the soldiers have seen your General Pang's outstanding martial arts. They should also take General Pang as an example, learn martial arts, and move forward bravely. Fight for our cadres and protect every inch of land under our feet. No matter how many troops Dayong sends, they will be told that they will not return! ”

The 4,000 soldiers below watched the exciting competition, which made Lan Jing'an's words boil with excitement, and they collectively raised their weapons and shouted "The cadres will win"!

Lan Jing'an nodded with satisfaction, and finally announced that although the five people who fought against Biluan before did not defeat her, they were worthy of praise for being an example in the army and daring to admit their defeats. So she gave the five people a promotion, but she didn't reward them separately.

In fact, before this, Lan Jing'an had already carefully inquired about the military positions of the five people on the field, and when she heard that the highest military position was only a tun chief, she dared to boldly agree that all five of them would be promoted to the first level.

In addition, Lan Jing'an also promised that if everyone practiced diligently, she would set up a competition every three months. The competition does not distinguish between age and rank, and the final winner will receive the treatment she promised before: a reward of 10,000 dollars and a promotion to the next level.

All five were overjoyed. The other sergeants were also very envious, but they were excited to think that there would be a competition in three months, and they would have a chance.

Among the five people, the most excited belonged to the second tun chief. He didn't expect that one day he would really be promoted to a military marquis with his martial arts, which was really a good thing that he never dreamed of. He excitedly shouted "The Great Commander is Wise".

The soldiers under the commander were also happy for their heads, and shouted with the commander. Soon, the entire infantry camp was filled with the voices of soldiers and generals chanting "Great Commander's Command".

Lan Jing'an looked at the sky, it was almost lunchtime. She inspired the infantry battalion soldiers again, and then led them to the shooting battalion.

Everyone in the Shooting Camp was resting for lunch, and Lan Jing'an asked everyone to eat as usual without getting up. Then she took Biluan and asked for a meal like an ordinary soldier, found a place with the most soldiers, and sat on the ground with a bowl.

Seeing her sitting there, Pang Tu and other generals who patrolled the camp with her also imitated her, each with a bowl of military rice, intending to sit beside her. But Lan Jing'an waved his hand and refused. She asked them to find a place to go by their own, and here she only needed Bi Luan by her side.

Although the generals of the Shooting Battalion had seen General Lu and even the marshal dining with ordinary soldiers before, Da Si Ming was not only a woman, but her identity was even more noble. She can not avoid suspicion, sitting here still makes everyone have a special feeling.

Lan Jing'an looked at the soldiers around him who didn't know how to raise their chopsticks, and said with a smile: "I also patrolled the camp with General Lu before, and it's not the first time you've seen me. How? Afraid of me so much? There is no distinction between men and women in the army, and there is no need to be formal. Eating openly gives you the strength to train and fight, don't you? ”

The soldiers around her all looked at her, looked at each other again, and hesitated whether to continue to eat, or Lan Jing'an took a bite first, and then said with a smile: "Today's tofu is good, don't you like it?" When the soldier saw that the chief priest had eaten heavily, he finally relieved himself and continued his lunch.

Lan Jing'an knew that there was no such thing in the barracks as if she didn't eat or sleep, after all, after a day's training or war, there was a little effort to eat and go to bed to chat and relax, so she also started a conversation while eating, and asked about the hometown experience of the people around her.

Lan Jing'an's favorite book used to be the geography of various places, so she was familiar with many of the styles of Kyushu, and recently she specially reread the geography and history of Jingzhou and Yangzhou. When she heard the soldiers talk about their hometown, she even interjected a sentence or two from time to time to talk about the local scenery.

The soldiers did feel cordial, and soon relaxed, and mingled with her. Lan Jing'an and the others let go of their hands and feet, and asked them their views on the current military camp training, fighting, equipment supply, etc. while eating. By the time the meal was over, the soldiers sitting around her had gathered more and more, and everyone was chattering and discussing.

The demands of the soldiers at the bottom are basically very simple, they are well fed and clothed, and they have no worries when they fight. At present, it is not a problem for the cadres to eat, drink, and keep out the cold, and the main concern of the soldiers is what happens after their deaths.

The situation of the previous war with Dayong was not as severe as this time, so they were not too nervous about what was going on behind them. But this time the situation is obviously different, although they have the confidence to resist the enemy, but Dayong's current military strength is seven or eight times that of them, no matter how you look at it, it is very difficult to hold Xiangyang, and many people naturally think of the problem after burying the bones on the battlefield.

As soldiers, they are not afraid of death, but they are worried that after they die, their wives and children will have nothing to rely on and nothing to support. Lan Jing'an understood the soldiers' demands and promised that after returning home, he would discuss with other generals and magistrates to study how to improve the burial and bereavement benefits of the fallen soldiers. And promised that he would give an answer to everyone within ten days.

The low-level sergeant didn't expect that his words would be listened to by the big secretary, and he promised to reply to them, and they all smiled, feeling that the big secretary was really approachable and thought about the cadres everywhere.

Everyone in the Shooting Department thinks that it is very good to have such a general, even if the chief secretary is a woman, they don't care much, after all, the general who cares about his subordinates is the most popular. They rushed to tell each other that they wanted to pass on the promise of the great priest to the next few large battalions.

After lunch, the soldiers of the Shooting Voice Department began to agree with the commander of the cadre army from the bottom of their hearts. Lan Jing'an encouraged the shooting department, and then led the people to the cavalry next door.