"Sir, is that Mr. Cheng?" Genzi asked, standing next to Zhang San.
"Yes, let's go back to the inn first." Zhang San chuckled and felt inexplicably better when he saw Cheng Yaojin coming back.
Cheng Yaojin did not come in the afternoon, and Zhang San was not in a hurry. Old Cheng had just returned from his inspection, and there must be many things going on.
In the evening, Cheng Chumo, dressed in military uniform, took the lead in arriving at the inn. When he saw Zhang San, he gave Zhang San a tiger's hug and almost carried Zhang San away.
"I told you to be gentle! I wasn't killed by the enemy, but I was almost beaten to death by you." Zhang San said angrily.
"Xiao San, the bastard Zheng family, we will settle the accounts with them later." Cheng Chumo also understood why Zhang San came here and the grievances Zhang San suffered.
"Let's put aside these bad words, how is the war here?" Zhang San asked.
"My father and I have actually been very calm here, and no major wars have occurred. Now I heard that the Dingxiang Army has exchanged fire with the Turks several times." Cheng Chumo replied.
"Actually, if you want to achieve military exploits, it's not easy in Yanyun. The main line of battle is with the Dingxiang Army and the Datong Army."
"With my fighting ability, if I go over there and I don't get any military merit, my life will be at stake. At least I have you and Uncle Cheng here, so I have a higher chance of survival." Zhang San laughed at himself.
"You! But it's good for us brothers to fight side by side. If you follow me on the battlefield, you won't be harmed." Cheng Chumo patted Zhang San on the shoulder and smiled.
"Did you bring any wine?" Cheng Chumo put his arm around Zhang San's shoulders and asked in a low voice.
"You can't drink while marching or fighting. You have lax military discipline! Brigade Commander Cheng." Zhang San joked.
"Hey, I took a few sips secretly. You know what I know. Do you have it with you?"
"I asked the caravan to bring some spirits over, but they are not for drinking, but for alcohol disinfection."
"Tch, that's such a waste. Remember to leave a jar of wine for your brother when you come back and leave it here for you."
"What are you two mumbling about?"
Cheng Yao Jinlong walked in from the door and shouted.
Cheng Chumo suddenly felt like a mouse had seen a cat and didn't dare to say a word.
"Hello, Uncle Cheng!" Zhang San stood up and saluted.
"Xiaosan, I told you that you are a descendant of our general family. You still don't believe it. After all the detours, you went to the border to fight." Cheng Chumo laughed.
Zhang San thought to himself, if he hadn't been sent here as a fool and came here, it would be great to have his wife and children at home on the hot bed.
"Now that you're here this time, behave well. When you get back with military merit, we'll see who dares to point fingers at your title in the future."
"Okay uncle, which army should I join? What do you think I can do?" Zhang San was now both afraid of the battlefield and full of expectations.
"Of course it's my place, we brothers will kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds together." Cheng Chumo answered first without waiting for Old Cheng to speak.
"Follow you to die?" Cheng Yaojin glared and shouted at Cheng Chumo.
When Zhang San heard this, he couldn't help complaining: Is there anyone who would curse his son like this?
Cheng Chumo shrank his neck and did not dare to refute his father, but he winked at Zhang San frequently, and his meaning was self-explanatory.
"There's something wrong with your eyes, just stay there." Cheng Yaojin flicked Cheng Chumo's head and pointed to the stool on one side.
"Xiao San, you have never been on the battlefield, and your arms and legs are not strong. The only thing that is of some use is that your brain is still bright. I am going to let you stay in the rear as a staff officer." Cheng Yaojin looked at Zhang San and assessed.
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Zhang San didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard Lao Cheng's comments. He was not an old man, and his legs and feet were weak.
"I understand my uncle's kindness. It is safe to stay in the rear, but I am here for military glory. Hiding in the rear will inevitably spread the word and be laughed at." Zhang San replied.
"Father, let Xiaosan follow me!" Cheng Chumo said again.
"That's it, what's your business?"
Cheng Chumo was greeted with another scolding.
"Young Master, you must know that we must learn to use our strengths and avoid our weaknesses. The military tactics you originally talked about with Li Jing were greatly praised by Li Jing, so I still suggest that you are better as a counselor." Cheng Yaojin continued to persuade.
Only he knows how much Zhang San weighs. At the beginning, he just made up what he saw on TV and added his own understanding. How can he be a counselor?
"Uncle, how about this? Anyway, the war hasn't started here yet. I'll go with Chu Mo first. If I can't adapt myself, then I can just come back and be a counselor."
Zhang San naturally knew that Cheng Yaojin said this in order to protect himself, but if he could not achieve sufficient military exploits this time, how could he have the face to go back to meet Fang Xuanling, and how could he be able to kill Fang Ke in such a glorious manner?
Marry Ying and go home.
Seeing Zhang San's persistence, Cheng Yaojin had no choice but to give up, "Forget it, you have always been a decisive person, so just follow Chu Mo first."
"That's great, father, don't worry, I will definitely take a good look at Xiaosan." Cheng Chumo clenched his fists and said happily.
"Come on, I still want the mistress to think favorably of you. You are impetuous and courageous. If you have a mistress following you, I feel more at ease." Cheng Yaojin said angrily.
"Xiao San, what do you think about this brigade commander appointing you as the captain of the third team of the Brave Brigade?" Cheng Chumo ignored Cheng Yaojin's words and said to Zhang San.
"Don't you all already have an organization? How could I be a captain?" Zhang San had some understanding of the Tang army's organization.
A brigade commander is in charge of 100 people. The brigade is divided into two teams, each team has 50 people. The leader is the team leader. The team has 5 fires, each fire has 10 soldiers. The leader is called the fire chief.
When Cheng Chumo was punished, he became a fire chief in Jinwu Guard. Zhang San even laughed at him for a long time.
"Hehe, didn't you bring five people with you? I listed them separately for you. It doesn't sound good to call them captain, but it sounds better to call them captain." Cheng Chumo smiled sheepishly.
"Okay! You win!" Zhang San was speechless for a moment.
"You two are just having fun. Going to the battlefield is no child's play. Swords and swords have no eyes. You all should be careful. Mistress, please help me watch this bastard Hao Mo. Don't let him be so reckless. Fighting is not about fighting for victory.
, you will die if you are not careful." Seeing that the two of them were still in the mood for fun, Cheng Yaojin warned.
"Okay uncle, I will take good care of Shao Mo and won't let him be impulsive." Zhang San replied.
"In the past few days, the Turkic tribes have been gathering in Dingxiang City. It is estimated that the war is about to break out. We cannot let go of the chain. Although it is not the main line of combat, we cannot tolerate any sloppiness. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it may affect the overall situation.
." Cheng Yaojin said again.
When Zhang San heard the name Dingxiang, he seemed to have an impression. It seemed that this was where Kang Sumi was instigated by Li Jing to rebel, right?
"Xiaosan, the salt-making method you provided has achieved great success. After this battle is over, I will ask Li Jing to come forward and ask for credit for you."
"Can this also calculate my merits? I traded this with Li Tai for a salt mine, thinking about making my own salt in the future."
After Cheng Yaojin heard what Zhang San said, he said angrily: "If you could use your business thoughts into your official career, you wouldn't be where you are today. But fortunately, the emperor made you
The news about salt has been hidden, and your military merit is considered stable, so I thought of asking you to stay in the rear as a counselor! But you have to go to the front line."
Zhang San suddenly had the feeling that this guy Lao Cheng was just saying this now, and it was clear that he was trying to trick him into going to the front line.
If he had known that this salt production could also be exchanged for military merit, Zhang San would not have gone to the front line to fight for his life.
"Uncle, is it possible for me to regret it now?" Zhang San said with a bitter face.
"Haha, what do you think? You are just lazy and can't do anything without fighting. This time, you can win a military award for me and come back in an upright and dignified manner, so that those snarky scholars will not trouble you about this matter in the future."
That's what Zhang San said. Through this incident, Zhang San has figured out that it is impossible to be free. If you want to live well, you must fight hard first. Faced with absolute strength, a clever person will fail.
