bayedsolid Chapter 625 Celebration
Chapter 625 Celebration
Smoke was rising from the city and the aroma of food could be smelled from far away.
To celebrate the victory of this battle, there is a lot more meat in today's meals, and refined salt is added to it.
The taste of the food came out all at once.
It was almost summer, the temperature was neither too high nor too low, and the breeze in the evening was refreshing.
The moonlight tonight is exceptionally bright, covering the earth with a silver veil.
Lin Xiaofan and Feng Sheng leaned against each other beside a bonfire, drinking a bowl of meat soup with two jars of wine beside them. The crackling sound of the bonfire and the noisy boasting of the soldiers were in their ears.
This battle was a great victory, and the soldiers who left the city basically all had credit. In the army, killing an enemy was worth two taels of silver.
Many soldiers were drunk and boasted more and more, which made the two men laugh continuously.
"Brother Lin, Princess, is the food okay?"
Jianfeng came with Jianbai. Both of them had not taken off their armor and still had weapons hanging on their bodies.
"Haha not bad."
Lin Xiaofan smiled and said, "It's called meat soup, but actually there's not much meat in it. It's just a stew made by mixing grains, vegetables, salt, and meat together."
The taste is just okay, but the atmosphere is quite special.
"These soldiers just finished a battle and needed to vent. Their voices were a bit loud. Please forgive me, Brother Lin."
Jian Feng said this and glanced at Jian Bai who was standing beside him.
Jian Bai held the wine jar in one hand and the wine bowl in the other, poured himself a glass, and then said:
"Brother Lin, Princess, let's have a drink."
"Come."
Lin Xiaofan and Fengsheng picked up the wine jars and clinked them together.
Jian Feng looked at this scene, swallowed his saliva, and a little envy flashed in his eyes. He also wanted to drink this wine.
As a general, he had set a rule that no one in the army was allowed to drink. Today, to celebrate the victory, he made an exception.
However, in order to ensure the defensive strength of the city, half of the soldiers are not allowed to drink and will have to wait until tomorrow to take their turn.
As a great general, he always shared hardships with his soldiers. If a soldier couldn't drink, he would accompany him.
"Brother Feng, why don't you drink something too, it's okay."
Lin Xiaofan said.
The current situation is indeed very stable. Dashang and Daliang were unable to send troops, and only a few hundred people escaped from Ningchuan's 100,000-strong army.
Moreover, in this battle, the Qingzhou Army once again made a name for itself. It is estimated that without 200,000 men, no one would dare to attack.
"Haha, a general should always be vigilant and not drink."
Jianfeng waved his hand and smiled freely.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaofan stopped trying to persuade him. But he suddenly thought of a person, the commander who had fought with Jian Feng for dozens of moves on the tower that day.
"Brother Feng, I suddenly remembered something. How is the Ningchuan Army commander who was captured that day doing now?"
Lin Xiaofan asked.
"That man, when we asked him during the beating that day, he said his name was Lu Gou. Now he is in prison, and I heard from his subordinates that he eats well and drinks well, and his appetite is two or three times that of a normal person. I don't know what his attitude is."
Jianfeng sat aside and took a sip of the soup.
Lu Gou's martial arts were good, and he could fight him for dozens of moves. To be honest, if he was in Daqian, he would be at least a general, but he was sent by Ningchuan's army to be cannon fodder.
That's why he paid attention to Lu Gou. But because the war was imminent, he had no time to review it.
"By the way, let's improve the food for that dog Lu today and give him a portion of this broth."
Jian Feng said. If possible, he wanted to recruit Lu Gou as his own, and it was feasible.
Lu Gou is skilled in martial arts and ruthless. He is a veteran who has been through many battles. He leads the troops in battles, but this kind of person only commands 5,000 ordinary soldiers in Daning State.
This shows that he was not successful in Daning State.
"Let's go see him together tomorrow."
Lin Xiaofan said. There are not many powerful generals in the Qingzhou army. Zhao Yue is old and his fighting power has declined sharply. Apart from Jian Feng, the only strong one is Jiang Li.
Lu Gou is capable and always leads by example. If he can be recruited, it will be a great boost to the Qingzhou army's combat effectiveness.
"Okay, give me another bowl of broth."
Jian Feng nodded slightly and said to the guard beside him.
"promise."
After Jian Feng and Jian Bai came over, Duanmu Liangjiang, Lei Pokong and Lei Potian also followed, and the scene gradually became lively.
Everyone was chatting about everything and drinking jar after jar of wine, which made Jian Feng feel itchy.
"Let me tell you, when Brother Lin and I were in the Tang Dynasty, we fought against the elite troops of the Tianlang Kingdom. Their strength was just so-so, not even one-tenth of that of the Xianzhen Army..."
Duanmu Liangjiang started talking more and more, and then he fell to the ground drunk.
"Haha, Duanmu, you can't drink that much. I can still drink."
Lei Pokong laughed loudly, but fell to the ground halfway through drinking.
Although the wine in the army doesn't taste good, it is strong enough and has a long aftertaste.
As for Lin Xiaofan and Feng Sheng, they had already fallen asleep in each other's arms.
Jianfeng shook his head slightly, found a few quilts from the general's tent, covered the people with them, and added some firewood to the campfire to prevent it from going out.
It's still quite cold at night, and you might catch a cold if you sleep here.
As for why we didn’t put them in the tent, it was mainly because it was too troublesome.
The soldiers around him were either drunk or extremely drunk, and none of them could be used. It was difficult for him to do this alone.
There was snoring everywhere on the field, and it seemed that he was the only one left standing.
Jianfeng strolled among the soldiers and saw a campfire that was about to go out, so he added some more.
His mind was full of thoughts and he was in such an excited state that he couldn't fall asleep at all.
I remember when I first took over the Qingzhou army, the soldiers were all listless. With equal numbers, we couldn't even defeat the armies of Daliang and Dashang.
Later, he formulated a series of policies and trained with the soldiers every day. In this way, the army's combat effectiveness increased a little and was barely able to fight against Daliang.
The real turning point was the battle of Fangcheng two years ago.
Lin Xiaofan won the battle with a surprising strategy, and 50,000 men defeated an army of 200,000. After that, the morale of the Qingzhou army was high, far higher than ever before.
It was also after that incident that the soldiers trained more actively, strictly followed military orders, and treated themselves as an elite force.
Later, weapons such as crossbows, thunder bombs, and catapults were added, and armor and weapons were replaced with fine iron, and the combat effectiveness of the Qingzhou army became increasingly powerful.
Today, Ningchuan’s 100,000-strong army can be easily defeated.
If this had happened in the past, the Ningchuan Kingdom would have been a behemoth, an opponent he could not even imagine facing.
Now that the Qingzhou Army has become stronger, his goal has also changed. Before, he only wanted to defend the country, but now, he wants to expand with his soldiers, destroy Daliang and Shang, and even... Ningchuan.
Thinking that what his ancestors had failed to accomplish was about to be realized in his hands, there seemed to be a raging fire in his eyes.