In the east of Xing'an City, there are red flags fluttering everywhere you look.

Densely packed with camp tents in the army, tens of thousands of soldiers and horses who came to aid Hanzhong set up camps along the slopes and hills along the mountains and fields, almost occupying the entire east side of Xing'an City.

At dusk, the sky is as red as blood as the sunset.

The lights slowly lit up from the tents everywhere, and the lanterns and bonfires in the camp slowly lit with them.

Countless lights converged together, like a long sea of lights.

In the east of Xing'an City, with the lighting of the lights, the camps of the Ming army are almost silent and quiet.

In ancient times, in order to prevent the camp from roaring, the sergeants were forbidden to make noise and move around at night after camping, and as soon as dusk passed, it was dark and the night was sinking, and the barracks of each origin were naturally one step ahead and had begun to close the camp.

It's just that in this quiet and peaceful moment, there is one place that is full of hustle and bustle.

Looking through the gate, among the layers of military tents and pieces of halberds, you can see a huge blue curtain military tent.

This huge blue curtain military tent of the top army is naturally the Chinese army tent of the Ming army camp, and it is also the only place in the Ming army camp that is still noisy

At this time, in the Chinese military tent, a group of generals and colonels gathered in their own directions, and the generals and colonels on both sides were discussing something with each other.

However, several generals standing in the area on the right near the first seat were immovable, silent, all with their backs straight and standing with their knives pressed.

Facing the noise of everything around him, he was not affected by it in the slightest.

There are many generals in the tent, the armor style is different, and the swords and swords are also distinctive.

There was a lot of discussion in the tent, the voices were uneasy, and the tone of speech was similarly different, even obscure.

On the left side of the tent, a veteran with a scarf and gray hair stood in the first place.

The old man's eyebrows were half white, and his face was covered with long hair, which hung down to his chest, and he was also white.

Dressed in dark gold armor, he held a goose knife with a cloth strip wrapped around the hilt.

The veteran surnamed Zhang Mingling is the deputy chief soldier of Sichuan Town, and when he was young, he was a guerrilla in Sichuan, and he was coerced by luxury Chongming, and he was appointed as the chief soldier.

When Luxury Chongming was defeated and returned to Yongning, Zhang Ling united with the rest of the generals and took the opportunity to capture He Ruohai, the prime minister of Luxury Chongming, and then led the crowd to surrender, and since then Ligong has been promoted all the way to the deputy commander of Sichuan Town.

In the past, Zhang Lingneng used a five-stone crossbow on a horse, and he must have a hole in his chest, and he was called a "divine crossbow general" in the army.

Although Zhang Ling is now over 70 years old, he can still fight on horseback, can still use a strong crossbow, and although his courage is no longer what it used to be, he still has a sharp edge.

Zhang Ling's eyes were slightly closed at this time, standing in the tent, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Several young generals were standing beside him, talking in whispers.

Their accent is very strong, and from time to time they spit out a few jerky and difficult words, and the intonation belongs to the southwest, which seems to be Sichuanese.

It's hard to understand, but in terms of tone, you can hear a little indignation.

"Ge Laozi, northern Sichuan has now become a mess of porridge, Jiangyou has been beaten down by Li Zicheng, and we have been transferred to fight in eastern Sichuan."

The general closest to Zhang Ling was slightly darker, with short hair, and a rather burly figure, and his face was full of resentment, and he scolded in a low voice.

The situation in northern Sichuan is now complicated, and soon after Zhang Xianzhong's rebellion, Li Zicheng also came out of the mountains and forests, and the two seemed to be the same as agreed.

Zhang Xianzhong jumped out in May, while Li Zicheng stirred up a storm in northern Sichuan in less than a month, and in early June.

Not long ago, news came from northern Sichuan, all of which cities Li Chuang had conquered, which troops he had defeated, and where the officials and gentry had been killed.

"The plague of the turtle son, come to the east of Sichuan, our Lao Tzu has no opinion, said to be good to Shoulingzhou, and now he has transferred us to guard Hanzhong Mansion?"

"Isn't his Shaanxi soldier very strong, how can the terrain of Hanzhong not be able to defend it, and he transferred us to help defend it, this is a joke told by Ge Laozi."

The other general, also with short hair, a slightly yellow complexion, and a slightly smaller body

Some.

The black-faced man is Chen Yilong, the deputy general of eastern Sichuan, and the yellow-faced Chinese character is Wu Shenghua, the general of eastern Sichuan.

Wu Shenghua's eyes were narrow and long, like snake eyes, flashing with fierce light from time to time, and he glanced directly opposite while speaking.

Directly opposite them were the straight generals who stood in front of them, and they did not seem out of place with the rest of the people without saying a word.

These people are naturally Hu Zhiyi and others who stayed in Hanzhong Mansion.

Maybe it was because he heard the conversation and seemed to feel the gaze, Hu Zhiyi turned his eyes.

When Wu Shenghua and Hu Zhiyi met their eyes, their hearts couldn't help but froze.

The sharpness in Hu Zhiyi's eyes is difficult to possess if he is not a general who has survived the war.

Wu Shenghua's eyes involuntarily turned, avoiding Hu Zhiyi's eyes.

However, because of this, Wu Shenghua felt like a momentum, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed and angry at the moment.

At that moment, he moved his gaze again and turned to look at Hu Zhiyi, but Hu Zhiyi's gaze had already turned to the vacant first seat in the tent at this time.

Wu Shenghua was even more angry because of this, and when he was about to speak, he heard a "silence" coming from the side.

The person who shouted silence was naturally Zhang Ling, who had always stood at the top of the left side.

Zhang Ling squinted, and there was an indisobedient momentum in his voice.

Wu Shenghua naturally didn't dare to argue with Zhang Ling, and he didn't dare to say anything at the moment, so he subconsciously stood up straight.

And the deputy general Chen Yilong on the side also involuntarily stood up straight.

Zhang Ling's prestige in the army is extremely high because of the clear rewards and punishments, and he has made great achievements over the years, and he is even more respected.

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"Look at the battalion generals in Hanzhong Town, and then look at you."

Zhang Ling's eyes were sharp, and he said in a deep voice.

"The generals of the Propaganda Division are also quietly waiting on the side, but you are making noise in the tent, and you are not afraid of making people laugh."

Faced with Zhang Ling's lesson, Chen Yilong and Wu Shenghua did not dare to refute.

The generals of the Xuanwei Division mentioned by Zhang Ling were the other team in the military tent that did not make any noise, except for the battalion generals in Hanzhong Town.

The Xuanwei Division is also commonly known as the Tusi, and the Tusi soldiers under the Sichuan Buzheng Division naturally belong to the sequence of the Sichuan Army.

These generals of the Propaganda Division are all generals of the Tujia family.

Now all the Tujia Tusi respect Qin Liangyu as their leader, so they are naturally recruited by Qin Liangyu.

However, although these generals are all Tujia, they are also dressed differently.

There were men who wore scarves and tied their hair, just like the men of the Han land.

There are also those with thorn flower scarves wrapped in their heads, which are different from Han costumes.

A group of Tujia generals, wearing armor ornaments are also different from the Han land, although the clothing under the armor is an ordinary Han land in the ordinary shape, such as dragging, sticking.

However, the dress is full of lace, which is different from ordinary Han costumes.

Since the Tujia people made the oath, there has been no large-scale rebellion, and small-scale unrest has been quelled by the local Tusi.

The old oath reached the Ming Dynasty and is still continuing.

After the Ming Dynasty, several Xuanfu Divisions were set up in the gathering place of the Tujia people, and the soldiers of the Tujia family were called to fight many times from the middle of the Ming Dynasty to the end of the Ming Dynasty.

The southwest counterinsurgency, the southeast anti-Japanese war, and the Liaodong Yukou all have the figure of Tujia soldiers.

In the battles of Jiaxing Wangjiangjing and other battles, the native soldiers of Yongshun, Baojing and other places repeatedly made military exploits and were rated as "the first in the southeast war merit"

Among them, the most famous Tujia soldiers are naturally the white pole soldiers directly under Qin Liangyu.

Chen Yilong and Wu Shenghua turned their heads to look at the side, and sure enough, they saw that all the generals of the Tujia family were standing upright with their swords, not squinting, and they couldn't help but stop talking at the moment.

However, the noise in the tent was still there, and on the opposite side of them were a group of generals from Shaanxi, including Yansui, Guyuan, and Ningxia, all of which were successively in the past two or three days

Arrived.

After arriving in Linxing'an, they were all stationed in separate camps, and they did not see each other.

They were all transferred from the command of Zheng Chongjian, the governor of the three sides, by Yang Sichang.

Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai now showed the idea of attacking Xing'an, so Yang Sichang also sent troops and horses into Hanzhong Mansion to help Xing'an.

This time, these generals and schools in Shaanxi all got together, and they naturally had a lot to say to each other.

There was no call for silence in the tent, and the crowd was still talking.

But soon, it was accompanied by the thunderous sound of horses' hooves outside the tent.

All the generals in the tent, regardless of the camp town, all turned their heads to look outside the tent, and the originally noisy tent did not make a sound for a moment.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far to near, and the originally silent tent also became noisy with the deafening sound of horses' hooves.

"Welcome back to the camp!"

In the next moment, the sound of congratulations was already coming into the camp tent from outside the tent.

Waves of greetings rolled in from all directions, even causing the chests and ears of everyone in the tent to resonate together.

All the generals and colonels in the Chinese military tent suddenly had the illusion of standing unsteadily.

With the deafening sound of welcome outside the tent, the neighing of the horses began and the sound of the horses' hooves stopped.

The curtains of the Chinese army's tent were pulled open at the same time to both sides, revealing the view from the outside.

The eyes of all the generals in the tent were looking out of the tent, and everywhere everyone saw was a soldier half-kneeling on the ground and bowing his head.

Outside the tent, a horse with a red body stood in front of a thousand horsemen, its two front hooves raised high, cutting an arc in the air, and then stepping back to the ground.

Facing the eyes of the generals in the tent, Chen Wang had already descended from his horse to the ground.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a pair of sharp eyes like eagles and falcons.

Then there was the crimson bullfighting suit on his body.

The bullfighting pattern fills the upper body, and even the arms are embroidered with the bullfighting pattern.

The dragon has horns, a python-shaped fish tail, and two horns curved like horns.

All the generals in the tent are subconsciously condensed in their eyes, and since they have ascended the throne, they have rarely given subdued.

But now Chen Wang is wearing a bullfighting suit, and it is such a high-grade bullfighting suit.

This is undoubtedly not announcing how grand Chen Wang's holy family is.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the Tang Bao that spread the world a few months ago, and remembered the great victory of Qingshan Pass that was vigorously publicized in the Tang Newspaper.

Awarded General Jinwu, the chief military officer of Hanzhong Town, posthumously awarded his parents, Xu Qiyinzi, and obtained the first merit of King Qin.

Chen Wang held the horsewhip in one hand, and pressed the Yanling knife on his waist with the other hand, and stepped into the tent with great strides to meet everyone's eyes.

"Welcome back to the camp!"

In the military tent, the sound of congratulations also sounded at this time.

All the guards in the Chinese army tent bowed down in unison, along with Hu Zhiyi, who was standing first on the right side, and a group of generals of the Han Chinese army.

The generals of the rest of the battalions and towns were stunned for a moment, and then the generals of Shaanxi and other towns reacted first, and the generals did not hesitate much at all, and directly bowed down with them.

Chen Wang led the Hanzhong army, the soldiers and horses of Qindi, and won the first merit of King Qin's victory, and they were also honored.

As for Chen Wang's fact that he is a Liao, these are trivial matters.

Most of the generals in various towns in Shaanxi are generals from other places.

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As long as they are still in the three sides and still serving in Shaanxi, they will be members of the family.

The last to bow down were a group of Sichuan generals and the generals of Tusi.

Most of them hesitated at first, but after seeing everyone except them bow, they chose to bow down.

As the chief military officer of Hanzhong Town, Chen Wang's status is already higher than that of everyone present, not to mention that he is also a general soldier with the general's seal.

All of them had to be restrained by Chen Wang, and people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Chen Wanglong walked in a tiger step, and a group of armored soldiers followed behind him, divided into two teams, and also stepped into the tent.

After Chen Wang sat down, the two teams of armor soldiers stood on the steps under the seat.

After making the first seat, Chen Wang condescendingly looked down at the generals who bowed their heads, slowly raised his hand, and ordered in a deep voice.

"Everyone, please."

"Obey!"

After receiving Chen Wang's military order, the generals and colonels in the tent finally stood up.

Just one worship, the atmosphere in the military tent has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Chen Wang looked at the generals from different camps and towns in the tent, and there was not the slightest wave in his heart.

After a long time on the battlefield and many years of fighting, Chen Wang could see it from the eyes of the generals in the tent.

I don't need to use any means or stratagem to make these generals subdued.

Because of the generals in the tent, no one will disobey his orders.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Sometimes, fame alone is enough to govern the military.

"Take the books of the battalions."

Chen Wang stretched out his hand, and Hu Zhiyi, who was standing at the head of the right side below, had already prepared the military register and presented it to him.

With the transmission of the armor, the military register soon fell into Chen Wang's hands.

Chen Wang opened the military book, and at a glance, the details of the soldiers and horses of each battalion and the armament situation were all remembered by Chen Wang.

Before long, Chen Wang had already put down the military book in his hand.

"Today's account is raised to control the rogue and set a strategy for sending troops."

Chen Wang's sharp gaze swept over the bodies of everyone in the tent.

"The generals obey!"

Chen Wang took the order flags placed on the table, and then gave orders one by one, and began to assign the positions of each battalion to be stationed.

Under the stairs on the right, next to Hu Zhiyi, there is a rather large map.

Every time Chen Wang gave an order, the soldiers standing next to him would mark a stroke with a red pen.

By the time the military order was issued, the key points of the checkpoints on the map were completely occupied by red dots, and Chen Wang also made up his mind at this time.

"Tomorrow, the fourth watch will make food, the fifth watch will pull out the camp, and the troops will enter Pingli."

The generals in the tent are also at the lowest level of guerrilla and garrison, and they naturally have opinions on military strategy.

Seeing that Chen Wang was so skillful in arranging troops, he was even more impressed by Chen Wang in his heart.

All the Sichuan generals looked solemn and their attitudes became more and more deferential, including Wu Shenghua and Chen Yilong, who were dissatisfied with the discussion before.

Several generals of the toast also looked solemn, and when they turned their heads to look at Chen Wang, their eyes also changed.