Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 195 The Rising Star

On April [-]th, the Linchuan Corps, which had been fighting fiercely for half a month, welcomed the reinforcements from Mucheng. The two regiments consisted of [-] troops, with flags unfurled and swords and guns like forests.

Facing the huge reinforcements of the Nanchuan Army, Na Jialuo, the governor of Jiuyuan Province, was horrified. A year ago, the rebels were still being chased like dogs. Now the surge of the rebels has become so huge that he can't believe it.

"How come there are so many rebels—" Governor Najialuo supported the shaft of the car, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness all over his body.

Facing the Linchuan Corps, he had mobilized the entire Jiuyuan Province and could not completely eliminate it. Now facing more rebels, the entire Jiuyuan Province may be caught in a war.

In the open field, the Nanchuan Army troops with flags and flags waving all the way emerged from the horizon. Their eyes were like torches, their steps were orderly and firm, with brand-new armor and sharp weapons, the Nanchuan Army was at its peak.

On the other hand, the dynasty troops who had been attacking the Montenegro fortress for a long time had a look of decadence on their faces. The continuous fierce battle had already made them lose their due vigor.

Although the Nanchuan army is strong, Governor Najialuo has not lost confidence. He still has tens of thousands of troops under his command. He was about to give orders to kill the opponent before he could gain a firm footing, when an unexpected situation happened.

"Dear Governor, I have received an order from my master to return to the territory." A noble armed leader bid farewell to Governor Najialuo.

"Master Governor, there are too many enemies, we must go back to protect our property..."

The leaders of the aristocratic private soldiers came to say goodbye one after another. Before Najialuo could speak, they turned around and led the private soldiers to leave the camp and evacuate northward.

Looking at the large groups of noble private soldiers who evacuated privately, Najialuo was angry and powerless.

"My lord, should I send someone to stop them!" An officer suggested with anger, wanting to stop the private soldiers who evacuated without permission.

Governor Najialuo said angrily: "These short-sighted people will always get retribution."

It's not that Najialuo doesn't want to stop these private soldiers, but there are countless nobles involved behind these private soldiers. Although he is the governor of a province, he will not be so stupid to offend the nobles.

With the arrival of reinforcements from Mucheng, Governor Nagaro issued an order to withdraw the troops, and now the situation has changed greatly.

Relying solely on the garrison of Jiuyuan Province could no longer wipe out the rebels in Jiuyuan Province, so while retreating, Najialuo asked for help from the surrounding provinces urgently, and at the same time sent an urgent report to Wang Jing.

Facing the arrival of the reinforcements, the soldiers of the Linchuan Corps, who had fought fiercely for half a month, cheered like mountains and tsunami. Although the entire Black Mountain Fortress was still filled with gunpowder, they roared excitedly when they saw the imperial army retreating.

The entire periphery of the Black Mountain Fortress was already in a mess, with dead bodies everywhere and blood flowing across the ground. The Nanchuan soldiers stationed in the Black Mountain Fortress were all exhausted, but now they all held their weapons high and cheered for the arrival of friendly troops.

Lin Chuan ordered the city gate to be opened, and personally led the generals out of the city to meet the reinforcements from Mucheng.

"Haha, Brother Lin, we meet again. I'm not too late." Among the reinforcements was Lin Chuan's old acquaintance, General Mondo, the commander of the Fourth Corps. When he saw Lin Chuan, he gave Lin Chuan a Bear hug, still so generous.

Wearing a golden eagle badge behind Mondo is a handsome young officer with a gentle smile on his face. He wears a straight black uniform with an indescribable handsomeness, as if the military uniform is just for him. Generally tailored.

"General Lin, I have admired your name for a long time." The young officer was humble and polite, stepped forward, and extended his white-gloved hand to Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan also extended his hand with a smile, and turned to ask General Mundo, "Who is this?"

Mengdo laughed, pointed to the young general and said: "Brother Lin, this is the newly appointed General Mingyang, who is currently the commander of the Fifth Corps."

"Nice to meet you, General Mingyang." Lin Chuan welcomed with a smile.

"General Lin's name is like thunder, and I hope General Lin will take care of him in the future." Ming Yang smiled.

Lin Chuan smiled: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Mucheng reinforced Lin Chuan with two regiments, including the Nanchuan Army's Fourth Corps and the newly formed Fifth Corps.

After the two sides met, Lin Chuan stretched out his hand and made a letter of invitation, and the two sides walked towards the Black Mountain Fortress talking and laughing.

Because of the recent war, the entire Black Mountain Fortress is now in a mess, with dilapidated buildings everywhere, and there are still arrows left by the Dynasty Army on the street, a trace of post-war.

The headquarters of the Corps is also rudimentary. Apart from a few tables and chairs, there is not even tea for guests.

"The conditions are so poor that you laugh." Lin Chuan said embarrassingly as they sat down and pointed to the boiled water in their hands.

"Brother Lin, what are you talking about, we big bastards don't pay attention to this, if you and I are still wearing my tattered armor, speaking of it, I have to thank you for everything you have done in the Black Mountain Iron Mine. "Mundo has a straightforward personality, pointing to the black armor he is wearing now and said with a smile.

Ming Yang, the commander of the Fifth Corps, always had a gentle smile on his face. As soon as he walked into the Corps headquarters in Linchuan, his eyes were everywhere, and he seemed to be full of curiosity about everything.

As for Ming Yang's identity, Lin Chuan already knew a lot about it through conversations. Ming Yang was also from the prisoner army. He used to be the head of the banner in the prisoner army, but was dispersed later, and only recently defected to Mucheng.

Marshal Lin Nuoyan has always attached great importance to these veterans of the prison army, so he was appointed as the commander of the new Fifth Corps.

The words show that Yang is not only handsome, but also has a way of running the army. In less than half a month, he managed the new Fifth Corps in an orderly manner.

Lin Chuan is also very happy for the Nanchuan Army to add more generals. After all, the Nanchuan Army is getting stronger and stronger, occupying more and more territories, and needs more and more generals.

That night, Lin Chuan held a banquet to welcome the reinforcements to the Fourth Corps and Fifth Corps.

Between the wine tables, cups of wine were intertwined, and the atmosphere was joyful. Under the stimulation of alcohol, the officers of the three regiments gathered together and had a good time.

"General Mingyang, come, thank you for coming to help, I will do it first as a respect." Lin Chuan walked up to Mingyang, the commander of the Fifth Corps of Trust, raised his glass and looked up, when the glass was turned upside down, the glass was already empty.

"Okay, General Lin has a good drinker!" The surrounding officers applauded loudly.

Seeing Lin Chuan gulping it down so boldly, Ming Yang smiled, imitated Lin Chuan's movements, raised his head and downed it, not knowing whether he drank too quickly or had never drank before, his face flushed suddenly, and he choked. Had to cough loudly.

"Let me explain to Yang, you can't drink, so don't be brave." Mundo stood up and said reproachfully.

Ming Yang coughed a few times and said with a smile, "I can't spoil General Lin's interest, can I?"

Lin Chuan was a little surprised to see that Ming Yang didn't know how to drink. In the Xingtu army, there were very few people who didn't know how to drink.

However, this did not affect Lin Chuan's opinion of Ming Yang. After a short period of contact, Lin Chuan had a preliminary understanding of Ming Yang. He was a well-trained Nanchuan soldier.

At the welcome banquet in Mucheng, Ming Yang and Lin Chuan toasted and drank frequently. The two young commanders who will be famous in the mainland in the future had a tacit understanding of mutual sympathy.

(End of this chapter)