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Chapter 103 Prestige remains unchanged
On Xuanwu Lake.

A small boat was slowly sailing on the lake following the direction of the wind.

Peng Shan, who was big as a kid, surrounded Ah Hu who was fishing, watching the fish in the lake biting their hooks curiously.

Every time a fish was hooked and lifted, little Peng Shan cheered.

Children, everything is novel to see.

Even the boring fishing can make him watch with gusto.

On the deck, there is a short case.

Peng Ke was kneeling in front of him, holding the fruit wine on the table, and was sipping it one bite at a time.

Opposite him, sat a very beautiful girl who was also very well-dressed.

But at this moment, the girl's face was full of worry.

"You have just returned to Beijing, and you are leaving again?"

"Or go to the frontier army to fight?"

"This this."

The girl sitting in front of Peng Ke was his fiancée, Mu Xiyun.

Today is the fifth day of the Penk holiday.

Seeing that the weather is good, I think of the boating on Xuanwu Lake that I promised my younger brother, it is really not easy to procrastinate.

So Peng Ke took his younger brother and invited Mu Xiyun to go boating on Xuanwu Lake.

Originally, she thought it was just a simple "date".

But unexpectedly, after boarding the ship, he actually received such news from Pen Ke.

Since Peng Ke helped her find out her brother's unjust death, Mu Xiyun's heart can be said to be tied to Peng Ke.

My brother has passed away, and my mother also died of depression.

Because of these things, my father and myself have been separated for eight years.

And Peng Ke, who was like a hero on the stage, directly parachuted into her heart, and became the person she trusted and bound the most now.

Now that Peng Ke has just responded to Tianfu, he will be transferred to the battlefield again.

How can this not worry her?

Peng Ke shook his head with a smile, and reassured him: "Your Majesty has orders, so I dare not refuse."

"Don't worry, our Ming's armament is much stronger than that of the northern barbarians. The morale of the soldiers is high, and they should be invincible."

"This is a good opportunity to make contributions!"

"If the battle goes well, I will find an opportunity to ask His Majesty for orders in the next year and come back to marry you."

Peng Ke's direct words made Mu Xiyun's cheeks turn red.

On the other hand, Peng Ke, after finishing speaking, realized that he seemed to be setting up a flag.

"The doctor's side has recently researched a new argument."

"It is said that having sex too early is not good for the woman's health, and getting pregnant and giving birth too early will increase the chance of dystocia."

"So now doctors are advocating that it is more appropriate for a woman to marry at her twenties."

Peng Ke brought out the medical theories that developed much faster in this life than the Ming Dynasty in his previous life, and talked about it with eloquence.

However, Mu Xiyun's face became more and more red.

What sex, what pregnancy and childbirth...

Mu Xiyun, a big girl with yellow flowers, is not as thick-skinned as Peng Ke, so she has the nerve to talk about these private matters outside.

She moved her lips a few times, but in the end she was still not in the mood to answer, but turned her head to look at the calm lake, looking at the occasional birds that flew by.

Seeing her embarrassing look, Peng Ke secretly laughed in his heart.

He actually brought up this topic on purpose, just to dilute the serious and somewhat sad atmosphere just now.

He didn't like this awkward parting atmosphere, as if he really went out and couldn't come back.

Looking at Mu Xiyun's pretty side face, Peng Ke picked up the jug and filled a glass, with a smile on his mouth, half leaning on the side of the boat, and comfortably poured a sip of sweet fruit wine into his mouth.

"This trip, everything will go well."

"Don't worry."

Two days later, Peng Ke met the hundred guards that his father had arranged for him.

One hundred big men, no less than 30 years old, with iron-blooded and cold eyes, stood in front of Penke in unison, saluted him respectfully, and shouted loudly: "See you!"

It has to be said that people who have never been on the battlefield have a very different temperament from those who have been on the battlefield.

But the temperament of those who have been on the battlefield is even more different from that of the elites!

Although Penke has never led a frontier army.

But he did not have little contact with the local garrisons in the interior.

But those local garrisons, compared with the hundred battle elites in front of them, can't be unified at all!

Originally, in his eyes, the local garrison with quite a military temperament, in front of these personal guards that his father found for him, was like a baby chick who had just joined the army!
Peng Polu walked out from the backyard, stood behind Peng Ke, patted him on the shoulder, and said with emotion:

"These personal guards are all elites who once fought against Liaodong with your father and me!"

"Back then, they were your father's and my personal guards. After I stopped commanding the army, they retired from active service one after another after serving for many years."

"Originally, they were all assigned to the Zhuangzi of our Huaininghou Mansion, and each received hundreds of acres of land for the elderly."

"Two days ago, I sent someone to Zhuangzi to announce the recruitment order. I didn't expect these old brothers to sign up very enthusiastically. A total of three to four hundred people applied for the recruitment."

"I'm quite moved."

"Don't look at their age, they are all in their 30s and almost [-]s."

"But once on the battlefield, each of them can fight ten against one!"

"Facing the Northern Barbarian's Tanma Red Army back then, they were not at a disadvantage!"

The Tanma Red Army is the strongest elite of the northern barbarians.

If it is a small group of troops, the Ming army without heavy weapons will encounter the Tanma Red Army, because their priests accompanying the army can give them the advantage of witchcraft at any time.

Basically, if Da Ming's troops fought hand-to-hand, they would not be able to beat them at all.

At the beginning, the army of the old Song Dynasty was beaten to the ground by the Tanma Red Army who were not top-notch masters and could not break through their defenses.

If Da Ming wanted to confront the Tanma Red Army head-on, he could only rely on launching a large-scale battle. With a sufficient number of heavy armored soldiers and cannons, he could defeat them, and sometimes even stalemate.

In the frontier army of the Ming Dynasty, there used to be a popular saying that if the army is less than five thousand, if you encounter the Tanma Red Army, it is best to turn around and retreat.
It wasn't until 20 years after Hongwu, when the Ming standard rifles were upgraded again, and equipment such as Thunderbolts, Zimu Lei and other equipment began to be installed on a large scale on the level of hundreds of households, that the small troops of the Ming Dynasty had the ability to fight against the Red Army.

This group of elites, being able to fight one-on-one with the Tanma Red Army is not weak, it is really one of the best elite soldiers in Daming!

All the frontier soldiers added up, should be less than [-] strong men can do it.

Now Dad can arrange 100 people for him to be his own soldiers.

This is really my father!
Facing Peng Ke's moving eyes, Peng Polu smiled slightly, turned his head to face the hundred guards, and said very intimately:
"Old brothers, this is my son's first time on the battlefield."

"You guys know how brutal the northern barbarians are."

"Ke'er is the only legitimate son of my old Peng family."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be cheeky and ask you old people who have already been disarmed and returned to the fields to come out of the mountain again."

"I am Peng Polu, thank you all the old brothers for your help!"

A hundred old soldiers who had followed Peng Polu in the South and North for many years all knelt down on one knee, their blood surging, and shouted loudly:
"We will do our best to protect the son!"

"Please rest assured, Lord Hou!"

"With me waiting, Beiman swords and spears, don't even think about hurting your son!"

Looking at the old guards kneeling with their heads bowed, Peng Polu showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Although I haven't fought for a long time.

However, Peng Polu's prestige in the hearts of his old subordinates is still the same as before.

(End of this chapter)