Eighth year of Chongzhen

Chapter 534 My Emperor Ming wins!
"Great victory! Great victory! Jianzhou was destroyed by jumping off the beam! The officers and soldiers regained Liaodong!"

"Officials and soldiers have won successive victories outside the pass! More than [-] slaves have been captured and killed! The princes, county kings, and Baylors of the slave chiefs have been killed!"

"Official army broke through Shengjing! Slave Chief Hong Tai set himself on fire!"

At around [-] o’clock in the day, outside Desheng Gate of the capital, a group of hundreds of soldiers came from the north on horseback. The first few riders were specially selected soldiers with the loudest voices. As soon as they arrived at crowded places in the suburbs of Beijing, they began to raise their voices loudly. Shouting and shouting caused pedestrians and business travelers to stop, pointing and discussing to this group of soldiers.

"Mr. Zhang, this group of soldiers said that Jiannu was wiped out by the army? Why do I feel that I can't believe it? Jiannu is a really strong army. I heard that there are tens of thousands of horses and a population of millions. Well, why don’t you say it’s gone? Do you believe it or not?”

A merchant stood on the side of the road and watched the soldiers pass by in groups, and asked his companions with a suspicious expression on his face.

"Hey, with such a big deal, who dares to lie about the military situation? Mr. Li, your suspiciousness really needs to be healed!
These 10,000+ officers and soldiers have been fighting for several months, and they are all elite troops of our Ming Dynasty!Slaves have been rampant for many years, and when the sun sets, they are the opponents of our 10,000+ tiger and wolf division!
Li Yuanwai, have you seen it?This is Lubu's victory!It said that the slave chief so-and-so was beheaded!This is boasting!There is a head to prove it!Ha ha ha ha! "

The businessman surnamed Zhang carefully observed the appearance of the soldiers with a paper fan, his face was full of excitement, and he gave an affirmative answer without hesitation when he heard his companion's question.

This one-hundred-man team is the team that Sun Chuanting dispatched after discussing with Lu Xiangsheng and Qin Liangyu. The team is led by Ma Jingtian, the guerrilla of the Qin Army who was the first to break through the city of Shengjing. When Jingtian was selecting personnel to report victory in Beijing, he deliberately brought Li Jinzhong here, which made the soldiers of the Qin army envious.

"General! Why do you feel a little creepy? Look, there are so many people on the road looking at us, and there is a little panic in the forehead!

Although there are a lot of people in the army, everyone’s faces are familiar on weekdays. It’s the first time we’ve met so many strangers. "

Li Jinzhong, who walked side by side with Ma Jingtian in the middle of the team, muttered to Shangguan with an awkward expression.

"You bastard! This is an opportunity to show your face. No matter how many people can't grab it, you fucking hate it! I knew I wouldn't take you this trip! Sit up straight for me, cheer up, Just imitate Lao Tzu, wave to others with a smile on your face, maybe there is a young lady who has taken a fancy to you at first sight! Haha!
Hey, yes, that's it!
Uh, you bastard Li Jinzhong!I make you laugh!not cry! "

Ma Jingtian, who was tall and thick, with a face that looked like a dog gnawed, held the rein in one hand and raised the other hand, smiling and waving to the passers-by on both sides of the road, responding to Li Jinzhong's question, and glanced at the battlefield The brave and brave men.

"General! This is just a smile!"

After hearing Shangguan's reminder, Li Jinzhong with a loyal face grimaced, forced a smile on his stiff face, imitated Ma Jingtian and raised one arm, like a puppet, slammed at the passers-by on both sides call.

"Get out! Are you fucking laughing? It's uglier than crying! Stop laughing!"

Seeing Li Jinzhong's appearance like this, Ma Jing turned his head away and stopped talking to this ram.

"If you don't laugh, don't laugh. I can't laugh at all. I mean the general, where is the little lady you said? Why didn't you see it?"

With more and more passers-by, restaurants, teahouses and various shops gradually appeared on both sides of the official road, and the team finally arrived at the outer city of the capital.

At this time, some people in the onlookers were already shouting slogans such as "The officers and soldiers are mighty! The emperor is victorious!" Some people began to chase the team all the way forward, and the faces of the onlookers were filled with surprise smiles, and the atmosphere gradually became warmer , The soldiers who had been a little tired regained their spirits, and the riders holding up a few exposed cloths unconsciously raised the flagpoles in their hands higher.

The guards outside the Desheng gate were subordinates of Huang Degong, the general of the Shandong Aid and Suppression Army. Since the Jingying and Yongwei battalions were dispatched in full force, Huang Degong's department has taken over the city defense of the capital.

At this time, outside the Desheng Gate, in addition to a group of soldiers on duty on a daily basis, the Ministry of War, which had already received the notification, sent Qiu Yucheng, the staff secretary, to meet the team that reported the victory. On the long table covered with a red cloth, there are white jade-like porcelain bowls on top of which are filled with amber-colored rice wine.

When the front team of the Baojie team arrived at Deshengmen and stopped, Ma Jingtian ordered the whole army to dismount. Immediately, he quickly took out the documents, jumped off the horse, stepped forward from behind, and came to Qiu Yucheng and knelt down on one knee. He raised the victory report document above his head with both hands and said loudly: "The humble Qin army guerrilla Ma Jingtian, under the orders of Sun Dushuai and Lu Dushuai, hereby return to Beijing to report victory! Our army has broken through Shengjing a few days ago, and the number of slaves killed Thousands of people! The slave chieftain Hongtai set himself on fire and died! Most of Liaodong has been recovered!"

"General Ma, please get up quickly! This official is Qiu Yucheng, a doctor in the Ministry of War. He is delighted to hear of our army's great victory. I am here to welcome the victory team to Beijing to praise our achievements by the order of the imperial court! Please come forward and have a drink together." Have a glass of fine wine, then get on the horse and go to Beijing, praise your achievements and go to the Ministry of War to hand over!"

Qiu Yucheng hurried forward a few steps, took the document with both hands and greeted warmly.

At this time, more and more pedestrians gathered outside the city gate. As some people clapped and cheered involuntarily, this behavior immediately infected the people around them, and it spread in an instant. The applause and cheers gradually became like a tsunami. And along the long city gate, it extends into the capital.

These hundreds of brave and invincible generals on the battlefield were infected by the extremely enthusiastic atmosphere on the scene. Their faces were flushed, their eyes became extraordinarily bright, and everyone's chest and belly were puffed out, thinking about doing their best. Showing a mighty side, but under the excitement, many people's bodies were already shaking slightly.

"Emperor Ming wins!"

"Long live the Holy One!"

"The officers and soldiers are mighty!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

I don't know who was the first to yell out what I was thinking at the moment, the high-pitched voice has become a little distorted, and in the end, the various shouts one after another finally turned into a uniform "Wan Sheng!".

The shouts that resounded through the sky attracted a large number of pedestrians, residents, merchants, and passing officials to gather. Everyone raised their arms and shouted in response, even Qiu Yucheng, who had always been reserved, couldn't help raising his arms and shouting, At this moment, in his eyes, the faces of these vulgar warriors have never been so kind as they are today.

Under Ma Jingtian's heartbeat, he felt a hot torrent surging and surging between his chest and abdomen, as if he was eager to find an outlet to vent.Agitated by the mood, he suddenly let out a wild cry, grabbed Xia Changfu's collar with both hands and exerted force suddenly, the upper half of the military uniform was torn apart amidst the sound of silk tearing, leaving several scars left by knives, arrows and guns on his chest revealed.

Infected by Shangguan's crazy behavior, except for the few soldiers holding banners and dew cloths, the others including Li Jinzhong also tore off the tops of their uniforms, revealing the traces left on the battlefield on their upper bodies. The scars are all on the front of the body, and the back is very smooth.

This proves that they have never been defeated when facing the enemy!

At this time, thousands of people had gathered on the wide ground near the city gate. Everyone was captured by the scene in front of them, and the sky-shattering cheers stopped abruptly. The cheers of victory sounded again, and the momentum seemed more turbulent than before.

"General Ma! Please!"

Qiu Yucheng suppressed his excitement, turned around and walked quickly to the front of the long table to set up a white porcelain wine bowl. Regardless of the wine rippling and spilling out of the bowl, he returned to Ma Jingtian and handed the wine bowl to him with both hands shouted in front of his eyes.

As a civil servant, this was the first time he showed respect to a martial artist from the bottom of his heart, not for anything else, just for the scars all over his body left by fighting for Daming!

(End of this chapter)