The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 1241 General Wude? Are you mocking me?

In July in Liaodong, there was heavy rain.
In the military tent, officers of all levels gathered here.

Seeing the handsome young man in front of them, many people were amazed.
Because no one dared to believe that it was this man who led 300 cavalrymen and broke through the two flags of Suolun, Baijia La, Zhenghong and Xianghong, and cut off the flag of Daishan in the midst of thousands of troops.
"My dear generals, I know I am a very brave and heroic person, but why are you staring at me like this?"

Wearing a black armor that symbolizes the water virtue of the Daqian Dynasty, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask,

"Captain Jia, are you really only fifteen this year?"

Many people looked at Zhang Cheng in astonishment.

"Reporting to the general, I was just born with supernatural powers!"

Zhang Cheng answered calmly with his hands folded.
Looking at Zhang Cheng with a twitching mouth, Jiang Zining and others were all embarrassed. Three hundred people beat Daishan and made him flee in embarrassment. You call this natural supernatural power?

"Ahem! Let's discuss matters!"

Feng Tang couldn't help but become serious while knocking on the table.

Thanks to Zhang Cheng's first victory of defeating five cavalrymen in a row, he was able to enter the big tent.
But the most important thing is that his surname is Jia!

Even if it is the Jinling Jia family, his surname is Jia!
So no one dares to underestimate this young boy in front of them. It is only a matter of time before he succeeds!
After walking out of the military tent, Wang Ziteng looked at Zhang Cheng and said, "Brother Jue, since you are a member of the Jia family, if you have any problems in the army in the future, you must discuss them with me. After all, we are relatives and friends!"

Glancing at Wang Ziteng, Zhang Cheng said coldly, "Jia Jue thanks General Wang for his promotion, but if it weren't for your sister and Lady Jia Wang's advice, how could our Jinling Jia family appear on this battlefield! Guess how many of my clansmen are left now?"

After hearing Jia Jue's words, Wang Ziteng was immediately speechless.

Because the Jia family's actions were so fucking ridiculous.

After all, the Twelve Clans of Jinling were eating hot pot and singing at home when they were dragged to the battlefield by the Rong and Ning mansions!

They are not there when we are enjoying ourselves, but when we are suffering, we think of our relatives. It is really the beloved relatives and friends who have to pay extra!
Looking at Wang Ziteng coldly, Zhang Cheng turned around and walked outside.

There is no prerequisite for cooperation between him and Wang Ziteng. After all, the other party wants the Jia family's connections, and he wants them too!
He will take on the power that the Rong and Ning mansions cannot hold!

Back in their own tents, the Jia family members did not have the joy of victory, but instead had sadness in their eyes.
"Uncle, Seventeen, Seventeen is gone!"

When Jia Wei came in front of Zhang Cheng, tears flowed down her face, and she looked extremely sad.

Hearing these words suddenly, Zhang Cheng could not help but stand there in a daze.

Because the man named Seventeen is Jia Wei's cousin,

When he first joined the army, he was also selected, but this young man was always shy and honest, and he couldn't say a word.
In the wounded camp, many members of the Jia family are lying here at the moment. Most of them are seriously injured and will not live long. But when they come here, even broken limbs are considered minor injuries!
Jia Pu's eyes were red as he was taking care of his people.
The joy of victory turned into something extremely sad after seeing that almost all of the tribesmen were injured and disabled.

"uncle!"

"Brother Jue!" "Uncle."

When many people called out Zhang Cheng's name, his eyes became hesitant.
Even though he had lived through the chaos of the Sixteen Kingdoms, Zhang Cheng could not bear to watch his relatives lying here.
Arriving in front of Seventeen, Zhang Cheng looked at the brilliant young man of the past, now pale and lifeless, and immediately said, "It's time to go home, Seventeen!"

Walking out of the tent, Zhang Cheng looked at the heavy rain in the sky and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought he had been cold-blooded enough, but when he came here, Zhang Cheng finally understood what it meant to be seriously injured, whisper!

Even if you seldom interact with family members, we all live on the same street and are all family members. How can there be no feelings?

The memory of his previous life flashed through his mind, and Zhang Cheng couldn't help but clench his fists.

Xiang Yu, the former King of Chu, started his army from Kuaiji, summoned 3,000 of his fellow townsmen and friends, and fought all the way south and north.
But at Gaixia, he could not cross the Wujiang River.
Zhang Cheng now is just like Xiang Yu back then. He is not afraid of death because no one can kill him, but his relatives are different. They can also get hurt and die.
Is Xiang Yu afraid that after returning to Pengcheng, he will have to continue to face Liu Bang and Han Xin?
No, what he feared was the elders in his hometown. Even the bravest man could not bear the questions asked from them!

The heavy rain continued and the sky became extremely dark.
In the morning sun, Daishan almost vomited blood after gathering the defeated soldiers, because in this battle, more than 4,000 people from his Zhenghong and Xianghong banners died in the battle.
You know, the Jurchens were already few in number, and now they have suffered such a heavy blow. Daishan did not die on the spot. Even if he was mentally strong,

"Brother, now all we can do is seek the Khan's help!"

When speaking to Daishan, Niulu'ezhen beside him became serious.

The Zhenghong Banner and Xianghong Banner suffered serious damage, which was a fatal blow to Daishan's position.
Moreover, we can no longer ignore the Daqian army in front of us. We must completely annihilate it.
Looking at Niulu Ezhen beside him, Daishan, who was hanging his arm, said seriously: "How is the battle situation in Goryeo?"

"The Fourth Prince has captured Anzhou and is heading towards Liujing"

Niulu Ezhen spoke to Daishan in front of him and quickly told him about the battle situation.
Looking at the map with red eyes, Daishan drew out the sharp blade from his waist and inserted it into the map, saying: "Send a message to the Mongolian tribe to send troops, and the two sides will fight. After this victory, I don't want the spoils of war."

"Brother, how can the warriors agree to this?"

Looking at Daishan in disbelief, the Niulu Ezhen below were all dumbfounded.
Because they came to plunder the pass and delay Daqian's advance, just for plunder. But if there are no spoils, why fight?
"In your eyes, can this little bit of spoils be compared to Goryeo and Liaodong?"

He spoke angrily, and Daishan could not help but scold him.
Once they defeat the Daqian army, can't they just use knives to rob whatever they want?
After hearing Daishan's words, the Niulu Ezhen below suddenly realized what was going on and immediately said, "I understand!"

The continuous heavy rain lasted for half a month.

The rewards from the capital were also delivered to the army.
When Zhang Cheng learned that he had been appointed as the Liaodong Recruiting Envoy, he could not help but frown.
Because the position of Recruiting Envoy is both high and low, after all, he is a member of the local official system of the vassal states!

The words "Liaodong" are added in front of the name to prove that everything in this area is under his control.
But the question is, is Liaodong in Daqian’s hands?
Emperor Hongde appointed him to this position. Did he still expect Zhang Cheng to regain control of Liaodong from the other side?
This is not the modern era. Once you leave Shanhaiguan, find Benshan if you have any problems!
He is about to leave the border, but the whole area across from him is the Jurchens' territory!

Zhang Cheng thought with a twitching mouth, lit a cigarette, sat alone in the tent, and squinted his eyes.

As the smoke filled the air, Zhang Cheng simply ignored the title of General Wude.
Because isn't this clearly a mockery of myself?

You know, Zhang has always been the most virtuous person in his life! Who are you mocking by openly promoting his words? Ah!

Emperor Hongde:
(End of this chapter)