In the Sui army camp, there were piles of hunting bonfires everywhere. The general Yang Su ordered that 30,000 sheep be slaughtered, and thousands of altars of sheep wine were brought out to reward the three armies. The 100,000 Sui soldiers were in high spirits and enjoyed the joy of victory.
In a large tent that could accommodate a thousand people, Yang Su held a celebration banquet for hundreds of meritorious soldiers. The soldiers who had made military exploits gathered together, and the meat mountain and sea of wine were noisy. Yang Su was in a very happy mood. This was the first time he had served for more than ten years.
He fought the most thrilling battle, killing nearly 40,000 enemies, while the Sui army only suffered less than 3,000 casualties. Such a disparity in casualties is enough to make him famous in history.
Not far from him, sitting on the first merit table was his grandson Yang Yuanqing. He wounded Datou Khan with an arrow and captured the golden wolf head banner, which was a great achievement and made Yang Su feel proud.
"Fellow soldiers!"
Yang Su raised the wine bottle, and the tent became quiet for a moment. Only Yang Su's slightly hoarse voice echoed in the tent, "This battle showed the military power of our Sui Empire. This is the credit of the soldiers of the three armies who sacrificed their lives to kill the enemy. In our
When celebrating victory, we should not forget the brothers who sacrificed their lives for the country. I propose that the first glass of wine be given to the fallen soldiers. May their souls rest in peace in heaven."
After saying that, Yang Su slowly poured the wine on the ground. Hundreds of soldiers also followed the commander and sprinkled the wine on the ground. Yang Yuanqing also thought of the four men who died in the battle, Zhang Jindan, Zhao Mingsheng, He Liu, and Wang Sanlang. They could no longer fight with each other.
He shared the victory at this moment, but he was filled with sadness. He silently poured the wine on the ground and said silently: "I will go visit your parents, wives and children, rest in peace!"
At this time, Yang Su raised the golden wolf-headed flag and shouted to everyone: "This is the king's flag of the Turkic Khan. The Turkic Khan was also seriously wounded by the arrow and fled. In addition, he found the main force of the enemy's army and explored the enemy's situation so that we could deal with it."
With skill, these achievements can be regarded as the first in this battle. My second glass of wine will be dedicated to the scout and fire chief who made the first achievements."
Everyone's eyes turned to Yang Yuanqing. On the battlefield, many soldiers saw the young scout running high with the golden wolf head flag. Yang Yuanqing's face turned a little red. He was not used to the glory in front of everyone.
Yang Su picked up the wine bottle and smiled slightly at everyone: "I am very proud, because this young fire chief is my grandson. I am proud of him. Where is Yang Yuanqing?"
There was an exclamation in the camp. It turned out that the young fire chief who made the first contribution turned out to be the grandson of the commander. Yang Yuanqing's face turned red. He walked forward and knelt down on one knee, "The fifth fire chief of the first army, second regiment and third team."
Yang Yuanqing meets the commander-in-chief!"
Everyone saw that his face was red, and there was a burst of knowing laughter in the big tent. Yang Su couldn't help but laugh. He handed him the wine bottle, "This glass of wine is for you, drink it!"
Yang Yuanqing took the heavy wine bottle. There were two kilograms of wine in it. The sheep wine was pungent and he didn't dare to smell it. He held his breath and drank it.
In a circle, the soldiers all around applauded and cheered, "Good! Good drinker!"
Yang Su shook his head slightly and smiled. In fact, he just meant to let Yang Yuanqing take a symbolic sip. Unexpectedly, he drank it all. What an idiot.
"Yang Yuanqing, you have made great contributions. According to the military practice, those who injure the enemy chief and seize the king's flag can be promoted to three levels in a row. However, this is not a reward that can be awarded by my military power. It must be reported to the Ministry of War and the Holy Lord will personally seal it. It will take at least two months.
Finally, you can wait with peace of mind."
Being promoted to three levels in a row means that he will be promoted to a general, which will be envied by everyone. Yang Yuanqing also knew that this would be the result, but he had already planned it in his heart.
At this time, he was drunk, knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Report to the commander-in-chief, Yang Yuanqing is willing to use his military merits to atone for the sins of my men. I hope the commander-in-chief will grant you permission!"
In fact, Yang Su didn't want to give Yang Yuanqing the third rank. He was still a young man, and it would not be good for him to be promoted too quickly. It was just a common practice in the army. If he didn't do this, the army officers would be dissatisfied. He couldn't let him go just because he was his grandson.
Thanks to the credit, Yang Su was also in a difficult position.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yuanqing wanted to atone for the sins of his men. This made Yang Su startled. Yuan Qing did not tell him about the matter in advance. He was a little unhappy. He forced a smile and said: "Your men committed the crime."
What crime?"
Yang Yuanqing did not dare to say that Yang Sien and Liu Jian were deserters. Deserting was a serious crime. Unless pardoned by the coach, any credit would be difficult to wash away. He said vaguely: "Two of my men participated in the Battle of Goryeo last year and were seriously ill.
The army got lost and failed to return in time. They were afraid and re-joined the army."
This is the reason that Yang Yuanqing came up with after repeated consideration. In the Battle of Goryeo last year, the Sui army was not accustomed to the climate and got sick. More than 100,000 people were infected. Most of them unfortunately died of the disease. Although they contracted the disease and did not return to the army, although it has the same meaning as deserting, the nature is different.
One ran away in fear of death, and the other was unable to return to the team. As long as he didn't investigate in detail, he could basically get away with it.
Yang Su was so smart, he guessed it right away. I'm afraid it wasn't that simple, and nine out of ten were deserters. But thinking that Sun Tzu actually learned to win over his subordinates, and in full view of the public... It seemed like he had some skills, Yang
The little bit of unhappiness Su felt just now also disappeared.
The coach who played against Goryeo last year was the King of Han Yang Liang. If he wanted to be exempted, it should be the King of Han Yang Liang who made the decision. But Yang Su also knew that Yang Liang would give him this little bit of face, so he could just take this opportunity to prevent his grandson from being promoted to the third level in a row.
class.
"Okay! Since you have this intention, then I will help you. Yes, your achievements can atone for the two men's failure to return to the team in time."
Yang Yuanqing was overjoyed, "Thank you so much, Marshal, for your permission!"
Yang Su glanced at the hundreds of soldiers in the tent, and then said slowly and loudly: "As usual, Yang Yuanqing should be promoted to three levels in a row, but he is willing to atone for the sins of two of his subordinates, so he will remove two levels and be promoted to a centurion leader.
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There was a sound of regret in the big tent. It was such a good opportunity to capture the flag, but only one hundred men. It was a pity. However, everyone also secretly admired him for being willing to give up promotion for his subordinates. This is not something ordinary people can do, at least.
They ask themselves that they can't do it.
Yang Su raised the wine bottle again and said loudly: "This third bottle of wine is for the officers and men here, and for all the officers and men of the Sui Army. Let's drink this glass!"
"Drink!" Everyone raised their glasses and drank it all.
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The celebration banquet in the big tent was still going on, but Yang Yuanqing was a little too drunk and escaped. He had drunk no less than five kilograms of sheep wine. Everyone came to pay tribute to him, which really made him unable to resist. It would have been better if it was good rice wine.
, but it’s pungent goat cheese wine, hey! It’s okay not to drink it.
The drunkenness made him a little dizzy, and his feet began to become unsteady. He staggered towards his tent, but after walking for more than ten steps, he could no longer hold back and rushed straight to the back of Yang Su's sleeping tent.
....
After a long while, he took a long breath, his stomach became empty, and he felt much better. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly laughed. He became a hundred people, and he will be called Yang Baichang from now on. It sounds like
A bit like Yang Bailao's brother.
"You bastard, how dare you talk back to me!" An angry voice suddenly came from not far away.
Yang Yuanqing was stunned. He recognized that it was Yu Wenhuaji's voice. Who was he scolding?
"Get out of here! I don't want to see you anymore, get out of here!"
"Okay, I'm leaving!"
Yang Yuanqing saw a burly figure rushing out of Yu Wenhuaji's tent.
“Yuwen Chengdu!”
Yang Yuanqing recognized him immediately, and he quickly greeted him, "General Yuwen."
Yuwen Chengdu recognized Yang Yuanqing, and he smiled bitterly, "It's you! Why don't you go to the big tent to receive the reward?"
"The rewards have been completed, and I have been promoted to the rank of Centurion Leader."
Yuwen Chengdu was stunned, "How could it be possible? You are the one who captured the flag! You should have been promoted to three levels in a row. Is it because you are a handsome man..."
"No!" Yang Yuanqing shook his head, "It's hard to explain in words. I will atone for the sins of two of my subordinates and remove two levels."
Yuwen Chengdu understood, and he said with some emotion: "It is their luck that your subordinates have a leader like you, and I...hey!"
He let out a long sigh, feeling grateful for his loyalty to Yu Wenhua and such villains.
"General Yuwen, let's go!"
Yuwen Chengdu nodded silently, and walked slowly to the rear camp with Yang Yuanqing.