Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 197 General Robben
This time, the Nanchuan Army Command not only dispatched Gang Yu's newly formed Sixth Corps to enhance the combat power in Jiuyuan Province, but also sent Lin Nuoyan's adjutant Robben.

"Welcome, Mr. Robben." Lin Chuan extended his hand to the old acquaintance to welcome him.

Robben was originally the adjutant of Marshal Lin Nuoyan. With the implementation of the military rank system in Nanchuan Army, Robben has now been promoted to major general.

Robben's arrival was beyond Lin Chuan's expectation. Could it be that he came to hold himself accountable for the defeat in the previous stage of the war?
Lin Chuan shook his head. If he really wanted to investigate, maybe the command would send a military judge instead of such a trusted general of Lin Nuoyan.

Robben was 50 years old, and he looked energetic in his neat general uniform. He also smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Lin Chuan's.

"General Lin, we haven't seen each other for half a year." Robben said with a smile.

Lin Chuan replied with a smile: "Time flies, Master Robben, oh no, I should call you General Robben now."

Robben smiled and waved his hands and said, "I'm old, I'm old, and I have to rely on you young people to fight the war."

It was only then that Lin Chuan noticed that the adjutant who had helped him vacate a residence in Mucheng had gray hairs between his hairs.

"Lord Robben, why did you come to Jiuyuan Province this time?" Lin Chuan asked tentatively.

"Little General Lin, let me congratulate you first. The commander-in-chief has appointed you as the commander of the First Corps of the Nanchuan Army." Robben smiled and took out the letter of appointment from his pocket.

Lin Chuan dubiously took the letter of commission from Robben, which was printed by the headquarters and signed by Lin Nuoyan himself, and looked down:
Major General Lin Chuan, head of the First Corps of the Nanchuan Army, is now appointed as the commander of the First Corps of the Nanchuan Army. Major General Lin Chuan has the rank of Lieutenant General.

——April [-], [-] Nanchuan Army Command

Looking at the short letter of appointment, Lin Chuan was already ecstatic, his heart was pounding, and his face showed excitement.

"Is this... is this true?" Lin Chuan couldn't believe it. After all, he was appointed as the head of the army by Lin Nuoyan before he was 20 years old.

"Congratulations, Master Legion." The surrounding generals all congratulated.

After all, now that Lin Chuan is the head of the First Army, they will all become Lin Chuan's subordinates. How can they not make a good impression now, they all congratulate him.

Lin Chuan is really happy now, he has suddenly become the commander of the army with a heavy hand, and the joy in his heart is beyond words.

"General Lin, the commander-in-chief heard that the First Corps suffered a lot of losses before, so this time I brought the recruits as well. Who do you think will be sent to receive them?" Robben looked at Lin Chuan excited about his promotion. Endless, said with a smile.

"Oh, that's right." The happy events came one after another, which already made Lin Chuan dizzy with joy.

Soon Lin Chuan sent Sith to receive new recruits. Sith is now the deputy commander of the First Corps. He has been promoted now. If there is no accident, Sith will become the new commander of the First Corps.

"General, you have to buy a drink." Gang Yu's rough voice sounded.

Mundo also echoed with a smile: "You have to buy a drink, otherwise I won't do it."

"Okay, okay, I won't go home if I don't get drunk tonight!" Lin Chuan was happy and agreed loudly.

Everyone talked and laughed and returned to the official office in Heishan Town, and soon the tables were filled with wine and food, and everyone sat down.

Lin Chuan, as the new head of the army, naturally became the object of everyone's drinking. On the wine table, cups were tossed and raised, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic. Even Liu Zichen, who had never drank much, was flushed from drinking.

"General Lin, congratulations." Wearing a black cloth gown, Zhao Feng walked up to Lin Chuan with a glass of wine and congratulated him with a smile.

Lin Chuan blushed, shook his head and tried to wake himself up, only then did he recognize the young man Zhao Feng who almost bumped into him on the streets of Mucheng.

Lin Chuan put his hands on Zhao Feng's shoulders, hiccupped and said, "You - not bad, work hard."

Following the crisp sound of clinking glasses, Lin Chuan and Zhao Feng smiled at each other, raised their heads and drank the wine in the glasses.

Just as Zhao Feng left, Ming Yang, the commander of the new Fifth Corps, came over with a wine glass and asked with a smile, "General Lin, can you still drink?"

Lin Chuan was not willing to admit defeat, and shouted behind him: "Pour the wine——"

Jin Wei Hanshuang filled Lin Chuan's wine glass with the wine jar.

Lin Chuan raised his glass: "Come on, for our First Legion, do it."

Lin Chuan, as the head of the legion, was poured alcohol by the generals in turn. Before the banquet was halfway through, he was lying on the table, causing everyone to burst into laughter, and the atmosphere of the entire banquet became more enthusiastic.

The banquet continued, Lin Chuan was supported by the guards and returned to his room.

"It's really heavy——" Frost used the strength of the boss to lift Lin Chuan onto the bed together with Thunderstorm.

"I'm going to make some hangover soup for the general, Miss Hanshuang, please take care of my general." Thunderstorm didn't wait for Hanshuang's answer, he had already gone out and closed the door behind him.

"Water, I want to drink water." As soon as Frost sat down, Lin Chuan struggled to get up.

Frost hurried over and asked Lin Chuan to lie down again: "Wait, I'll pour you water."

Hanshuang poured a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, let Lin Chuan lean in her arms, and fed Lin Chuan water with her own hands. Watching Lin Chuan drink the water slowly, Hanshuang showed a smile on his face.

Frost lowered her head and carefully looked at the man she liked. Now that she took off her armor, she found that his face was still immature, and his star eyebrows and sword eyes gave off an indescribable sternness.

Caressing the war scars on Lin Chuan's face, these scars remained on his face forever, Frost didn't find it ugly, but felt that Lin Chuan had a manly masculinity, but seeing the scars, Frost's maternal love Flooding, some distressed.

Frost caressed Lin Chuan's face and fell into deep thought. It would be great if he could become his lover, but when he thought that Lin Chuan had a lover, he was just wishful thinking, and suddenly felt very depressed...

"Miss Frost, have you touched enough?" Frost, who was suddenly lost in thought, was awakened by Lin Chuan's voice.

She looked down, and at some point, Lin Chuan had opened his eyes, looking at her with a playful smile, while her hands were still on Lin Chuan's face.

Frost was suddenly embarrassed again, and hurriedly stood up, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get in...

"Ouch—" Hanshuang let go suddenly, and Lin Chuan knocked his head on the edge of the bed.

Frost had already stood up, but when she saw Lin Chuan screaming in pain, she squatted down hastily, and reached out her hand to help Lin Chuan in concern.

But suddenly, Hanshuang found that her hand was being held by a strong big hand, and wanted to retract it, but it was already too late, and hurriedly lowered her head shyly.

Although Frost was usually bold and feminine, but at the moment when Lin Chuan grabbed her hand, her heart was pounding like a deer, and she was extremely nervous.

"Look up at me." Lin Chuan grabbed Hanshuang's hand, his tone unquestionable.

(End of this chapter)