Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 316 The Son of Heaven 6
"Lu Aiqing, come to me quickly!"

Chongzhen couldn't wait to summon Lu Xiangsheng to the tower, and walked up several steps. He took Lu Xiangsheng's hand and said: "The scene of your beloved Qin Yu Jisi leading more than [-] civilian troops to the capital is still in front of you. In two years, those more than [-] civilian troops have arrived." He turned into this well-equipped iron warrior, Ai Qing is truly a genius!"

Lu Xiangsheng said respectfully: "Your Majesty is too famous! I don't have much skill, the Tianxiong Army can practice it, it is inseparable from the strong support of Master Shufu, and my friend Yang Menglong even made great efforts, I dare not take credit for it! "

Chongzhen said: "Master Shufu selected elite soldiers from the frontier army to supplement the Tianxiong Army. I know it and I approved it. Although they all gave Aiqing a lot of help, in the end Aiqing is still talented. Otherwise, no matter how others help, there will be no achievements today! I remember that when the Tianxiong Army went out, there were 7000 people? Now there are only half of them here, and the casualties are too great. But don’t worry, Ai Qing, you will die Bing, I will make up two for you, and if you lose a pair of armor, I will make up two for you!"

Lu Xiangsheng bowed deeply: "Thank you Lord Long En!"

Chongzhen helped him up and said with a smile: "You don't have to thank me, this is what Aiqing deserves. Aiqing will stand beside me, and you and I will watch the victory ceremony together!"

As soon as this remark came out, I don't know how many ministers were so jealous that they almost spurted blood.What an honor it is to stand next to the emperor. They have never had such an opportunity in their whole life. Lu Xiangsheng, a junior who is less than [-] years old, actually...why is he!But the jealousy is the jealousy, and they have nothing to say, because they have stood in this position entirely by their record, are they not convinced?If you don't accept it, go and manage a few impoverished state capitals to prosper, or if you don't accept it, you will lead your troops out of the customs and chop hundreds of slave heads and come back!

Originally, Lu Xiangsheng could not accept such an invitation, but now that the situation was somewhat special, he had no choice but to bite the bullet.He stood beside the excited emperor, nervously staring at the end of the avenue, and said: "Your Majesty, due to time constraints, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Rites were somewhat unable to take care of the preparations for the ceremony, and did not pay enough attention to Wuyang Guard. I am not well prepared, so if I am rude, please don’t blame me, Your Majesty.”

When Chongzhen heard this, he frowned, and looked at Xiong Mingyu: "What's going on?"

Xiong Mingyu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and said bravely: "Chen..."

Hou Xun said: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Households is in short supply, and the funds for the grand ceremony are extremely tight. Naturally, there will be some shortage of supplies. The Ministry of Rites is too busy. Although it is slightly negligent, it is understandable."

Chongzhen snorted angrily and didn't speak again.He knew that things would definitely not be that simple, but now is not the time to pursue the matter, first suppress the anger, and wait for the victory ceremony to end before finding them to settle the score!

Over there, the official from the Ministry of Rituals finally opened his mouth: "Master Yang, it's your turn! Take care, don't forget what the occasion is, if any demon moths come out, your little credit will not be kept Your head!"

Yang Menglong smiled: "Thank you!" Turning around, he called: "Are you all ready?"

Xue Siming said: "The carriages are all set up, and all the wounded soldiers have been helped into the carriages!"

Yang Menglong said: "Don't forget to bring the brothers who died in battle!"

Xue Siming said: "I will never forget it!" He took out a box wrapped with a black flag and handed it to Yang Menglong.Yang Menglong took it, held it in his arms, put on the stirrups and mounted his horse.The official of the Ministry of Rites shouted: "What is this!? Take it out!"

Yang Menglong lifted the flag to show him: "The bone helmet box."

Only then did the senior officials of the Ministry of Rituals notice that the hundreds of soldiers following Yang Menglong were each holding an urn with solemn expressions.His complexion changed, and he shouted sharply: "This is a victory ceremony! The Holy Majesty and all the civil and military officials are present, and you actually took so many dead people's things, how decent! Throw them away!"

Yang Menglong said: "What do you mean by dead people? These are the ashes of my brothers who died on the banks of the Daling River! More than 800 of our people died on the banks of the Daling River, and some of them can't even find their bodies! They all say It is the highest honor to meet the emperor, and I let them share this honor. Isn’t it right? Get out of here, if you keep talking nonsense, I will stab you!"

The official of the Ministry of Rituals was about to cry: "Master Yang, Grandpa Yang! This is really not in line with the etiquette. When I beg you, throw these things away, I...I kneel down for you!"

Yang Menglong shouted: "Where are you talking so much nonsense!" Patting the horse's neck, Hei Feng opened his mouth wide, and spewed out a ball of saliva with forage scum, which covered the man's face, Yang Menglong pushed again, Push him to the side of the road, and then shout majestically: "Blow the horn, let's go!"

The trumpet soldiers were so angry that their dantians were filled with rage, and the sound of the trumpet rose from the ground, reaching into the night sky. It was gloomy and desolate, and it suddenly brought people back to the flesh-and-blood battlefield where the setting sun was like blood and laid down millions of corpses.The originally listless soldier's face changed, and his eyes became sharp and sharp. He held the urn in one hand and held the weapon tightly in the other hand, looking at the side where the sharp arrow had penetrated without blinking. There were more than a dozen holes of black tiger flags, and a bloodthirsty aura slowly rose from them, as if they were back on the battlefield. The enemy troops were coming from all over the field, and the horns were blowing. They also rushed up to meet them all over the mountains and plains, charging at the front. , it will always be this black tiger flag, it will always be this flag, Commander Yang who bravely championed the three armies!The two hundred surviving lancers lined up at the front, also in a team of ten, holding an urn in one hand and a spear in the other, with the tip of the spear pointed downward, walking slowly on horseback.Behind the lancers were a hundred iron tower-like heavy infantry, all wrapped in thick iron armor, with only a pair of cold eyes exposed, and a formidable giant ax carried on their shoulders. The Battle of Daling River, several Hundreds of Houjin warriors and more than a hundred white-armored soldiers were killed by these giant axes, including people and armor, and their deaths were extremely miserable.Behind the heavy infantry are naturally the infantry, including archers, musketeers, pikemen, and swordsmen, all in line. Finally, there are dozens of carriages also arranged neatly, with people sitting upright on each carriage. Ten wounded soldiers.This team of less than 2000 people, including wounded soldiers, silently drove out of the military camp amidst the long sound of trumpets, silently accepting the gazes from all directions, and followed the black tiger flag towards Andingmen.

The people in the capital on both sides of the avenue were extremely disappointed to see that the last army to appear looked like beggars!Yes, compared to the gorgeous costumes and grand military appearance of Tianxiong Army and Guan Ning Army, Wuyang Guard is an out-and-out beggar.Their clothes were torn in many places, the blood stains on their breastplates had not been washed away, and their boots and trousers were covered with mud. The horses had also lost weight and were so skinny that their ribs were exposed. Their flags were riddled with holes. They were holes made by sharp arrows, some of which were simply burned away by fire.Probably because the camp was too bad and they didn't get enough rest, these young soldiers all looked very tired, their eyes were bloodshot, their faces were dirty, their beards were unkempt, and they were extremely embarrassed. If Tianxiong Army and Guan Ning Army compete, Jingying can beat them by seventeen blocks!Coupled with the hundreds of wounded soldiers sitting on the carriage, this is not a victorious army returning in triumph, it is clearly a group of defeated soldiers!Some people wanted to laugh, but they couldn't, because they found that despite being exhausted, all the soldiers still held their chests high, heads held high, marching in an extremely orderly pace, and marched silently. No one, including the wounded soldiers, looked at them. Looking around, all eyes were looking at the black tiger flag full of arrow holes and stained with blood. They didn't look away and moved forward layer by layer with neat and powerful steps!The arrow holes on the armor and the dents made by the swords told everyone what kind of tragic war this army had experienced. On the tiger flag, the tiger bared its teeth and claws, seemed to want to break the flag, and roared loudly. On the battlefield of a sea of ​​​​blood, it hunted and fluttered like this, and this army silently followed the battle flag forward like now, refusing to turn around until the enemy's corpses covered the battlefield!
These are warriors who struggled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood!Although the Tianxiong Army and the Guan Ning Army had gorgeous armor and clear banners, which made people look very excited, they were not as shocking as this team full of wounded soldiers.The broken flags, scarred armor, and blood stains on the weapons all silently told everyone what kind of bloody battle they had experienced and what price they had paid.Many people who had been sitting silently stood up, straightened their coats and hats, and stood up to pay tribute to the troops who had passed silently, and the buzzing voices disappeared.

Yang Menglong suddenly reached back, and a soldier handed over a well-rolled flag. He took it and waved it, and the flag fluttered. Those with sharp eyes immediately recognized it: "It's the Niulu flag of Jiannu with a red flag!" This was quite novel. The Niulu Flag was also a relatively precious trophy. It was something that everyone could not see. They all stared wide-eyed to see what the Niulu Flag looked like.Yang Menglong raised the flag high, and after letting everyone feast their eyes, he tossed the Niulu flag to the ground with a contemptuous sneer.

The army didn't even look at it, one by one horseshoes, one pair of boots, just stepped over indifferently like this, and stepped on the Niulu flag that might have been flying in the important place of Gyeonggi into the snow mud.

Everyone was stunned.

Yang Menglong stretched his hand back again, took another flag and shook it away, and it was another Niulu flag.Similarly, he waved the flag twice, threw it again, and threw the flag to the ground. In a blink of an eye, the booty that was supposed to be enshrined to the Taimiao was trampled into a dirty rag.Wuyang Guard continued to move forward, and he kept taking the captured flags from the soldiers behind him, and threw them on the ground with a contemptuous look, letting the army trample them into a pile of rags.There are seven Niulu flags in total, none of which escaped such bad luck.Everyone saw this scene and was horrified: that is to say, at least seven Niu Lu were mercilessly crushed by Wuyang Guard!
A total of 500 troops smashed seven Niulu and captured their Niulu flag. What a terrifying record!

Yang Menglong stretched out his hand for the eighth time, and another flag was handed from behind. He shook it away, and the audience erupted: This is a real flag with a forehead!After so many years of fighting with Houjin, the trophies handed over by the Ming army were pitiful. They had never seen such precious trophies as the Jia La'e True Flag. Wuyang Guard actually captured one!Some people couldn't help shouting: "Don't throw it away, don't throw it away!" However, Yang Menglong was still the same, in front of millions of people, the civil and military officials of the court, and in front of the emperor, he contemptuously said that this face is worth thousands of gold. The Jia La E Zhen Ban was thrown to the ground.

The army stepped on it heavily, and the flag was ruined in a blink of an eye.

Chongzhen could see clearly, and asked Lu Xiangsheng: "Lu Aiqing, what kind of flags did that young general throw on the ground?"

Lu Xiangsheng said: "Your Majesty, Wuyang Guards made outstanding achievements in this battle, beheading more than [-] people, and captured seven Jiannu Niulu flags and one Jia La'e Zhen flag. They were thrown to the ground by him just now and were trampled on by others. It’s the Jia La E Zhen Ban with a red flag.”

Chongzhen suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the Jiala Ezhen Banner... Alas, after fighting against Jiannu for so many years, Daming has never captured the Jiala Ezhen Banner, and even the Niulu Banner is rare. This is a precious piece. It would be great to bring the spoils of war to the Taimiao as a sacrifice, and just throw them on the ground and step on them...it's a pity."

Xiong Mingyu cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, Yang Menglong, the commander of the Wuyang Guard, has no eyesight and disposes of the spoils without authorization. He is really extremely arrogant and should be severely punished!"

Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "Forget it, there is nothing wrong with this way of dealing with it. To be honest, I also want to go down and step on my feet...to relieve my anger! Hey, what is that?" He suddenly saw Xue Siming holding a golden crown Handed the helmet to Yang Menglong and asked curiously.

Lu Xiangsheng said: "That is the golden helmet of the slave chief Hongtai. On the bank of the Daling River that day, Commander Yang stabbed his horse to death with a shot, causing the slave chief Hongtai to fall from his horse and be seriously injured and comatose. The golden helmet also fell off. Wuyang Guard passed by After a bloody battle, we snatched it over."

Chongzhen slapped the battlements, and said excitedly: "Good job! It is said that Huo Qubing won the third army when he was weak in his youth, and he was known as the champion. This Yang Menglong is not inferior to Huo Qubing. He is my Champion!"

The common people who came to watch the ceremony didn't know the origin of this golden helmet, but they could guess that it must have been worn by a certain empress gold nobleman, their eyes lit up and they cheered loudly.Amidst the cheers, Yang Menglong tossed the golden helmet casually, and the golden helmet slammed onto the ground, rolled twice, and then was kicked by the horseshoes and rolled around, and then stepped on by pairs of big feet.Thousands of people screamed in excitement: "Good job! Good job!" Even many officials shouted out excitedly.Ever since inheriting the Khan throne, Huang Taiji has become Daming's nightmare. The battle of breaches has wiped out Daming's face. Now this devil's golden helmet has become the trophy of the Ming army. Under the Ming army's boots, the dust Rolling around in the middle, is there anything more deflated than this! ?
Everyone was very excited and wished they could kick a few times, but Xiong Mingyu's complexion was pale and he was sweating profusely.It wasn't until now that he realized what kind of freak he had provoked, beheading Jiannujia Laerzhen, capturing the seven Niulu flags, and capturing the golden helmet of the slave chief, it would be a big deal if he just took it out. He actually got all of them, and as the minister of the Ministry of War, he didn't know anything, and he was so focused on giving him little shoes to wear!My God, is this someone he can offend?It's too late to be an uncle!He wiped off his cold sweat, and instinctively looked at Sun Chengzong.

Sun Chengzong gave him a calm, harmless smile to humans and animals. As for whether it is really harmless to humans and animals, only the old fox knows.All fools know that he is determined to protect that stunned young man, so he did not hesitate to challenge Xiong Mingyu head-on. Yang Menglong kept the result of the battle so tightly, without his behind the scenes, would it be possible?
The old fox!
Xiong Mingyu really wanted to rush up to grab him up, throw him off the tower, and then... and then he jumped down too!Regarding Yang Menglong's matter, he is really stupid, so stupid that he has no face!

(End of this chapter)