From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 61: No ambition; post-war reward (begging to read~~~)

The sun was setting in the west, and in a blink of an eye the sky was filled with golden clouds.

Outside the city of Chuqiu, Yang Jianwen's mighty power crushed the morale of the Wei army. Some fled, some surrendered, and the army was completely defeated.

And the city of Chuqiu naturally belonged to the vanguard army.

It was a great victory.

While it was bustling outside, Wu Fengdeng had already woken up slowly in the quiet room.

What I saw before my eyes was no longer a thin tent, but a brown roof with dust, a coarse linen tent, a hard bed board beneath me, and a thin quilt covering me.

Long-lost peace.

Wu Fengdeng propped himself up and after a moment of confusion, he felt his body full of energy and vitality, even stronger than before he fell into a coma.

A few empty white porcelain bottles on the table came into view, still emitting a faint scent of medicine.

This is the white porcelain bottle that Bao'er often uses, and it contains the panacea that Yang Jianwen uses exclusively.

"No wonder I feel my energy and blood have increased a lot. Each bottle of this medicine is extremely precious."

Wu Fengdeng put on his boots and got out of bed. He slowly stretched his body, and suddenly there was a sound of bones cracking.

squeak~
The wooden door was pushed open, and Bao'er walked in gracefully holding a few white porcelain bottles. Her slightly frowned face seemed a little anxious.

When I looked up, I saw Wu Fengdeng stretching beside the bed.

"Thank God! If you don't wake up, I will use drastic measures."

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her frown finally relaxed.

Wu Fengdeng glanced at her and noticed the white porcelain bottle in her hand. He grinned and said, "It's not too late to use it now. I can keep it for you first."

Medicines that can be packaged in white porcelain bottles are not ordinary items. If placed outside, they would cost at least ten taels of silver. Of course, the more of this kind of stuff the better.

"Now that you are well, what do you need it for?"

Sensing his fiery gaze, Baoer quickly put the medicine behind her waist, took two steps back, puffed out her chest and said angrily: "What do you want to do!"

She had a slim figure, and the light yellow gown made her look even slimmer.

In layman's terms, flat.

·丨·

The chest-thrusting action not only shows the advantage of saving fabric, but it is also more of a self-humiliating move.

Wu Fengdeng spread his hands and smiled faintly: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Since it is the medicine given by General Yang, how can I not accept it?"

Baoer squinted at him and asked, "Then why are you laughing?"

She keenly noticed that Wu Fengdeng's smile contained a hint of helplessness and sarcasm, as if there was something about her that made him find it funny.

It seems frivolous!
"Give me the medicine and I'll tell you."

"really?"

"I have nothing to say."

Seeing Wu Fengdeng nodding seriously, Baoer hesitated for a moment before putting the four white porcelain bottles in his hands on the table.

"Tell me, what on earth do you find funny about me?"

Wu Fengdeng took the white porcelain bottle with a faint medicinal fragrance in his hand, leaned in to smell it, and was overjoyed.

These are all powerful medicines that can greatly increase your qi and blood!
He immediately raised his head with satisfaction, looked at Bao'er and said, "Miss Bao'er, I told you not to be angry."

"Ah."

"Everyone has strengths and weaknesses, so we should make the best of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses. Just now you held your head high... Well, you can eat more papayas in your daily life."

Wu Fengdeng tried to speak as tactfully as possible, which made Baoer stunned and took a while to react.

Fang lowered his head.

Her cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You lecher! You are so shameless!"

Bao'er was so embarrassed that she was steaming with shame. A sharp blade slipped out of her sleeve subconsciously and she raised her hand to hit him.

"You are not allowed to be angry!" Wu Fengdeng knew how terrifying her knife skills were, so he quickly took two steps back.

"You, you, you are so frivolous!"

Bao'er bit her red lips with her pearly teeth, stamped her feet in anger, and even her breathing became rapid.

"Men and women are different. If you are not a ruffian or a scoundrel, which gentleman would pay attention to him..."

"Even if you are not a gentleman, you can't be so shameless! I took such good care of you!"

"you you……"

Seeing that she was so embarrassed that her ears and neck were all red, Wu Fengdeng turned around and comforted her, "Okay, okay, I was frivolous, I won't look at it, okay?"

"Besides, this is something you insisted on asking. I didn't say it on my own initiative."

"But you thought about it!"

"There's nothing a normal man wouldn't think about. Most of them are just fantasies. I'm honest and I say what I think."

Bao'er's teeth were chattering, and he sat on the edge of the bed angrily, turning his face away.

After calming down a bit, he said, "General Yang said that you have made great contributions in this battle, so he will promote you to the rank of captain of the personal guard battalion, and also reward you with two pieces of top-grade tiger bone glue and fifty taels of silver."

"You can eat at the celebratory banquet tonight with General Yang."

Wu Fengdeng turned around when he heard that, quite surprised.

Yang Jianwen's personal guard battalion is independent of the army and consists of elites from all sides. No one can be mobilized except her.

This time he was promoted from an ordinary soldier in the personal guard camp to a squad leader. Although he was only in charge of ten people, these ten people also served as centurions outside.

To some extent, he had more than a thousand soldiers under his command.

This shows how much importance Yang Jianwen attaches to this matter.

The more profound meaning is that I am now her absolute follower.

If a close follower of a Zhenwu master is allowed outside, people will have to think carefully about him.

"Thank you, Miss Baoer. I'll go right away."

Wu Fengdeng put on his coat and opened the door impatiently.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, she slowly turned around, with a hint of blush still on her face.

He lowered his eyes unconsciously and pursed his lips tightly.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with it before, but after Wu Fengdeng said that, the more I looked at it, the more I felt that it was indeed too small.

"No, no, no, we can't believe what this playboy says! We can't believe it!"

……

The night is long and the stars are bright.

The military camp in Chuqiu City was bustling with activity. The vanguard troops, who had won a great victory, were drinking and having fun, releasing the long-standing pressure.

They set out from the capital of Wei State and traveled thousands of miles before finally finding a city where they could rest and relax after winning a great victory.

However, this still strict military discipline was still a bit imperfect for them.

According to past practice, once a city was captured, military discipline would be lifted for six hours, allowing the soldiers to take what they needed in the city.

To put it bluntly, it is about raping and looting to make up for the desires during the war, and it is also a means to motivate soldiers to continue to maintain high morale.

But it is not the case with Yang Jianwen's army. Any act of infringement on the people will be severely punished, so now hundreds of thousands of people in Chuqiu City can stay in their homes in fear.

If this kind of strict military discipline were imposed on other generals, I'm afraid not many people would be willing to follow it. However, Yang Jianwen was nicknamed the Victorious General. She was invincible in battles, and her military achievements alone were enough to attract a large number of people to work for her.

Combat power is always the bottom line.

In the commander's tent, Wu Fengdeng was sitting beside a long table, on an iron seat diagonally in front of him. Yang Jianwen was drinking from a cup, and Bao'er beside him was holding a wine pot and refilling his glass in time.

"Wu Fengdeng, you have made an invaluable contribution in this battle. I will clearly distinguish between rewards and punishments. In addition to the rewards in the warrant, I will also give you a reward in my personal name."

"You may ask me anything you like."

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