"General Mo is really a famous general in the world, and the Nanming cavalry is also invincible!" Seeing the infamous Huang Guwara's head fall to the ground, a group of officials from the Jiangzhou Prefecture Prefecture trembled, which made Mo Yingyong, the generals and even Ling Qingyun not far away frown slightly.

"Thank you Nanming Academy for your righteous assistance and relief of my Jiangzhou crisis, this virtue is worthy of the training of 'teaching people to be virtuous and glorifying the world'!"

"I don't know the name of Mr.?" Mo Yingyong couldn't help but ask, but this made the literati meet the hidden jealousy of his colleagues.

"Dry next week. The literati replied calmly, not nervously excited.

"Good. Mo Yingyong looked appreciative, but didn't say much.

"Zhou Qian?" Ling Qingyun silently wrote down this name, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and they can maintain neither humility nor arrogance among a group of sycophants, but they can be called mud and not stained, this kind of person is really rare. He had a hunch that the future achievements of this lowly literati would not be easy.

"You don't have to be so restrained, you can kill this thief today thanks to your merits!" Mo Yingyong had already turned to the officials, with a smile on his face, and the officials also laughed when he heard the words: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, it's still the general who led the army to sweep away the crowd and make great contributions!"

The implication is that they have not denied their merits.

It turned out that Huang Guwala saw this group of officials who were "eating meat and drinking wine, drunk and dreaming of death" in the camp before, they can be said to have played a role in confusing and baiting, of course, it is not so simple to deceive the perception of the golden body powerhouse, and there are also many confusing formations in the camp, etc., which successfully lured the Shanjing warriors into the trap and wiped them out.

Of course, how they trembled before should not be mentioned after the victory.

"It's a pity that our cavalry is not equipped much, if there are giant crossbows, cannons, etc., it can be easier to defeat them!" There are even officials who shake their heads, as if they have joined the cavalry army, they are very sorry, this is not nonsense, the Nanming crossbow army is equipped with extremely powerful war weapons, if it is arranged here, it will definitely cause double the damage in the first time.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's talk about it for the time being, and we'll talk about it when the bandit is over!" Mo Yingyong turned over and got on his horse and walked out of the camp with the finished cavalry, and the words of the officials choked in their throats, but the fists were big, and they didn't dare to say a word.

Subsequently, the Nanming cavalry came to the foot of Zhushan again, and soon saw a signal flare on the top of the mountain, which meant that the occupation was successful.

"I knew they weren't going to disappoint. Mo Yingyong smiled, and the entire cavalry army was also relieved, which meant that they had won a great victory, and they just needed to receive the results.

Knowing that Huang Guwala would rob the camp, Mo Yingyong took advantage of the weakness of his old lair to send a team of elites to go up the mountain from the back mountain path and occupy the cottage, so that even if Huang Guwala's troops fled back, this elite could use rolling stones and other objects to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, completely cutting off the possibility of Huang Guwala defending the cottage.

Later, Mo Yingyong and his entourage climbed Zhushan Mountain to inspect the cottage that had made them suffer, but they heard shocking news.

It turned out that Huang Guwala had already realized his death before the night attack, and even issued an order to the dozens of subordinates who stayed in the camp to "once defeated, not a single grass will be left", signaling the Shanjing warriors to kill all the people in the cottage and burn them to the ground, leaving no loot for the enemy.

You must know that there are many bandits and family members of the Shanjing tribe living on this mountain, as well as many innocent business travelers they have taken captive!

"Beast!" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be angry, and a thousand soldiers smashed their fists against the wall, making Shan Yan tremble slightly, Huang Guwala was not only a traitor, but also a madman, and wanted to pull thousands of people to bury him.

Fortunately, Huang Guwala's troops were completely slaughtered, and no news was sent back, and the surprise attack force moved fast enough to minimize the losses, and then the Nanming cavalry liberated a number of innocent civilians who had been taken captive here, and sent them to Linzhen with their great gratitude.

In the next few days, the Nanming cavalry fought in several places, sweeping away the remnants of the fleeing in the war in one fell swoop, and there may be hundreds of bandits who escaped the net, but this little bit of rogues is easy enough to deal with with with the strength of the state capital.

At this point, the Huangguwala thieves in Jiangzhou were finally completely eliminated, and it took less than half a month from the time the Nanming cavalry entered Zhushan.

The news came out, Jiangzhou was a sensation, many people put up lanterns to celebrate like a festival, it is said that someone really inquired about the name and surname of the leader, set up a tablet to worship at home, their relatives and friends died in the hands of thieves, and the Nanming cavalry avenged them for a great revenge.

Jiangzhou Prefecture also invited the Nanming cavalry to play in Jiangzhou, and under the hospitality, Mo Yingyong accepted the invitation to visit Jiangdu, and the soldiers of the Nanming Army also got the holiday to play in Jiangdu.

"Hu ......" looked at the surroundings and no longer cast eager eyes, Ling Qingyun, who put away his battle armor, breathed a sigh of relief, the officials here were sycophants, but the people were unexpectedly enthusiastic, and welcomed the Nanming cavalry army that exterminated Huangguwala, which can be described as eating pot pulp, which is naturally gratifying, and I only feel that it is meaningful to risk my life to suppress bandits.

But the people were so enthusiastic that Ling Qingyun was "treated differently" by the people after he started playing, holding hands and asking for warmth, thanking for merit is good, but Ling Qingyun wanted to taste roadside snacks but was directly given away, which made him a little unbearable, it was not easy for small merchants and hawkers to live, and he didn't want to take advantage of them.

After putting on the "plain clothes", Ling Qingyun was able to enjoy the scenery of Jiangdu, now it is winter, there is no spring scenery, only plum blossoms and other plants can stand proudly in the cold, but the customs and customs here are very different from Lizhou, he wandered around the shops, and tasted the local food, only to feel that the harvest is great.

Ling Qingyun's eyes lit up when he passed by a jade shop, and he bought the things he valued, the price was not high, and it was not extremely rare jade, but in his opinion, it was good.

On the second day, the Nanming cavalry army, who had appreciated the style of Jiangdu, began to teach, Mo Yingyong declined the invitation of the governor to stay in the academy, and it had been nearly a full month since he left the academy, and they needed to return as soon as possible so as not to miss something important.

After more than ten days of running, the Nanming cavalry returned triumphantly under the welcome of teachers and students.

The academy set up a celebration banquet, and many college gentlemen and generals came, but the protagonists of the banquet were naturally Mo Yingyong and the Nanming cavalry led by him.

"I would like to use this wine to congratulate all the soldiers and classmates on their great achievements, and also to commemorate the martyrs who died in this battle!" Dean Nanming, who was wearing military uniforms, personally took the wind and washed the dust for the two thousand two hundred soldiers, but unfortunately 500 of them could only be greeted with the spirit of the heavens, which is really embarrassing and emotional.

Ling Qingyun as a hundred army martial arts, plus the killing of the two golden body powerhouses with outstanding merits, qualified to go to the banquet in the main account, he met the dean, Mo Yingyong, also saw the junior mentor Lu Xiong, and saw the major commanders of the four armies of the Southern Ming Dynasty, the banquet was very rich, there were rare beast meat said to come from the fifth-order demon beast, and also invited musicians and famous prostitutes to play dances, singing praises to the indomitable Xiao Xiao The young man who drank and was slightly drunk in the music was like in a dream, but he couldn't help but recall the various things he met on this expedition.

"When the banquet is over, this experience is over. He silently thought that he had learned a lot in this experience, the danger and cruelty of war, and even the complexity and magic of leading troops to fight.

He remembered the life he had experienced in the barracks for a month and a half, which was more arduous and harsh than the academy, but he learned to cooperate in battle formations, learned to listen to orders, and tacit understanding, this kind of understanding was more profound than the experience of Camel Ridge, and he also made a lot of friends.

He thought of his comrades-in-arms who exploded into a blood mist in the rain of arrows and spears, at that moment he was extremely angry, and he just wanted to slaughter all the enemies for revenge, the so-called killing ring had long been unable to restrain the impulse, he and the entire cavalry army incarnated as Shura, and beat the enemy into hell, in retrospect, he felt more and more that it was difficult to adhere to Qingming, people would be controlled by emotions many times, and in the face of the impermanence of the world, they would go with the flow, and it was difficult to insist on themselves.

"That Zhou Qian, it's amazing......" Ling Qingyun couldn't help but think.

He thought of the counterattack of the Nanming cavalry to defeat the Shanjing warriors, and he recalled that scene many times, and even reflected it in a wordless book, the more he looked at it, the more amazing it became. The strong man intervened at the right time to block, the soldiers took the initiative to fill the vacant position when the battle formation collapsed, and even unknowingly replaced the front row by the hundred army warriors and the guards equipped with the Tao Guang sword...... To realize these changes is as simple as a fantasy in that fiery and blood-filled battlefield, and to realize them is indispensable to the meticulous arrangements made by the commanders in advance, the ability of officers at all levels to adapt to the situation, the outstanding quality of the soldiers, and the tacit understanding and morale of the entire army.

Only the division of a hundred battles can create such a record, as bright as the stars, admirable.

He also realized a lot, sword skills, runes, and the fusion with the green snake have all been improved in actual combat, and the result of its verification is that the two golden body powerhouses have fallen, and the battlefield is ruthless.

I don't know how long it took him to come back to his senses, and he saw a brave general like Mo Yingyong, who was resolute and good at fighting, and wept at the celebration banquet, feeling sad for the sacrifice of the robe.

Not only Mo Yingyong alone, the commander of the left army of the cavalry, the commander, the generals of the various departments and even the generals of the other three armies are also sad and sighing for this, this is not a show, all from the heart, the total number of the Nanming army is only 40,000, but they are all elite, closely connected, some people have been comrades-in-arms for decades, each other is like brothers, Nanming College will also teach the concept of students in the army, is to unite the four armies, and work together.

"In that case, why only two thousand cavalry troops, if more elites were sent or the academy powerhouses were to help, the casualties would be greatly reduced. Ling Qingyun suddenly got up and spoke in an almost reproachful tone, he looked at Mo Yingyong, at the commander of the cavalry, and at Dean Nanming.

"Ling Qingyun is drunk!" Chu Yulong, Lin Qiancheng and the others were all taken aback, how could he question the academy's decision so much?

But just as Ling Qingyun said, if the academy sends more troops and strong people, the casualties can naturally be greatly reduced, and just one more golden body powerhouse may reduce dozens of casualties! Yuan Modi, Dean Nanming and other Tianxing powerhouses are busy with affairs, and it is not convenient to participate in battles of this level, but the academy will never be less idle Linghua and golden-body powerhouses, and the 40,000 Nanming army has no war, why is it unwilling to send more troops?

Nanming College is not short of this money, and Jiangzhou has already contracted it!

The drunken Ling Qingyun once again fulfilled the emotion that it was difficult to restrain his impulsiveness, how could this kind of thing be clarified? But his eyes were like a sword and he was fearless when he was watched by everyone.

"Students need to be trained, and so does the army, but the training of the army is more brutal. It was Mo Yingyong who answered, but he was sad and told the truth in extremely firm words.

"Only life and death can make a strong man, and only blood and fire can make a strong army......" Mo Yingyong said intermittently, he was also drunk, and the world in his eyes was like a scarlet and colorful dream: "The road of the strong is full of bones, even the protected Nanming students will inevitably encounter accidents, not to mention the soldiers with ordinary strength, but fighting on the battlefield? The road to a strong army is destined to be more tragic than the road of the strong." ”

Ling Qingyun held his breath, he understood, there was nothing wrong with this kind of behavior, using two thousand cavalry to exterminate Huang Guwala was a grind, and it was the same as the nature of Nanming's training, if his own strength was too strong, the tempering would naturally not work. The difference is that war is far more dangerous than most experiences, and people are killed in war more often than they are injured in experience.

In the final analysis, it is the rule that the strong in this world is king, and the individual needs to keep getting stronger, and the army must also keep getting stronger, so he will not hesitate to meet all kinds of challenges.

"The soul of the army!" Mo Yingyong said the goal solemnly and enthusiastically: "After this battle, my Nanming cavalry has taken a step closer to the soul of the army!"

Ling Qingyun and everyone were moved, only the one who condensed the soul of the army was the strongest army in the Qinghe Continent, and any one of them was famous all over the world. If the Nanming Cavalry goes to that point, its role will be even greater than that of the Nanming Academy, which has one more Tianxing powerhouse, so the Nanming Cavalry and the Nanming Army still need to be sharpened and become stronger.

In the historic Qinghe Continent, army and war have become an art, a culture, and a faith. In many cases, this belief needs to be paved and defended with life.

Ling Qingyun sighed and sat down, no one blamed him, only he drank to himself, depressed and drunk.

The celebration banquet was over, and the students and comrades-in-arms of Nanming who had experienced this special experience said goodbye to each other, and finally returned to the college to continue their student careers.

Two hundred students participated in the battle of Zhushan in Jiangzhou, among which Ling Qingyun, Chu Yulong and others were killed by the golden body...... This news caused a lot of waves in the academy, and the collision between the Golden Bell Hall and the Black Feather Pavilion ended in equal proportions, and the contributions that had been delayed for three months began to be distributed to the students.

Ling Qingyun ignored this, he was preparing for a new challenge.

That is, this year's Nanming Dabi.