Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

It was getting close to dusk.

Yang Zhengshan and Zhou Lan rode on the green grass.

"You look like you have had a good time in the past few years!" Zhou Lan looked at the golden sunset in the west, and her voice was rarely soft.

Yang Zhengshan smiled, "It's really good, but if it weren't for the general's support, I wouldn't be where I am today!"

"Hehe~~" Zhou Lan suddenly laughed, turned her head and looked at him with bright eyes, "To be honest, I really didn't expect you to have such achievements!"

"At the beginning, I just thought that the farmers you trained were very good, but I didn't expect you to have such great skills!"

She was really surprised. She didn't have such a feeling before, but when she saw Yang Zhengshan again today, her heart was full of surprise and emotion.

She knew everything Yang Zhengshan did in Linguan Fort and Yinghe Fort. Although she was surprised at that time, it was not very strong, because at that time, although the ability Yang Zhengshan showed was very good, it was not to the point where she was impressed.

After three years of separation, perhaps because of the long time, or perhaps because Yang Zhengshan has changed so much, she was so surprised.

"General, you are too kind. As I said before, without your support, I would be just a farmer now!"

Yang Zhengshan said modestly.

This is really modesty.

Zhou Lan has supported him, but if it weren't for Zhou Lan, he wouldn't be a farmer now.

Perhaps without Zhou Lan, he wouldn't have been so smooth along the way, and he wouldn't have such a high official position now, and he wouldn't have such a good opportunity to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make merit.

It only took three years for him to go from a commoner to a third-rank commander under Zhou Lan's care.

If he himself could not do this, he would definitely not be able to do it, so he was really grateful to Zhou Lan.

"Haha, well, remember the support I gave you, and you have to pay it back to me in the future!" Zhou Lan said with a smile.

"Of course, the general's great kindness will never be forgotten." Yang Zhengshan also laughed.

Zhou Lan pursed her lips, she took this as a joke.

Although the favor of helping her was true, Yang Zhengshan also helped her a lot. Apart from other things, she benefited a lot from the training method alone.

Without Yang Zhengshan, she would not be able to train so many cavalrymen, nor would she be able to perform so well on the battlefield.

The two of them can be regarded as mutually accomplished.

"I may return to Beijing after this battle!" Suddenly, Zhou Lan changed the subject.

Yang Zhengshan was startled, "Why?"

"Get married!" Zhou Lan said.

Yang Zhengshan raised his eyebrows slightly, this is indeed a problem.

Zhou Lan is already 33 years old this year, and she is already an old girl in this world.

"Has the marriage been settled?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"Well, Huaijiang Bo Sui Yi'an!" Zhou Lan looked at the afterglow of the sunset with a distant look.

Huaijiang Bo Sui Yi'an!

Yang Zhengshan thought about the nobles in Kyoto in his mind, but he didn't think of such a noble.

In other words, this is not a noble in an important position, but just an idle noble.

He frowned slightly, this is marrying down!

With Zhou Lan's ability and achievements, it's really unfair for her to marry an idle baron.

Unfortunately, this is how the world is. No matter how high a woman's achievements are or how strong her abilities are, she still has to value her husband.

Yang Zhengshan naturally doesn't think about gender equality. He just thinks whether Zhou Lan is willing.

Probably not!

Unfortunately, as an outsider, he can't intervene in this matter at all.

"But don't worry, even if I get married, I will still serve in the army, well, probably in the Imperial Guards!" Zhou Lan noticed Yang Zhengshan's frown.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, "I'm just afraid that the general will be wronged!"

"Wronged? Haha~~" Zhou Lan looked very calm, "I'm used to it!"

Yang Zhengshan remained silent.

He forgot Zhou Lan's reputation in Kyoto before.

This is probably the reason why the Ningguo Duke would let her marry an idle baron.

The two stopped talking and walked slowly towards the camp.

Before they arrived at the camp, Yang Zhengshan saw several figures standing in front of the camp.

When he got closer, familiar faces appeared in his eyes, sweeping away the dullness just now, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Uncle Zhengshan!"

"Grandpa Zhengshan!"

Seven or eight figures in armor saw Yang Zhengshan and shouted happily.

"Yeah!"

Yang Zhengshan looked at them, and the smile on his face became warmer.

Yang Chengxu, Yang Qinwu...

They were all the people he brought out from Yangjia Village.

Looking at them now, and thinking back to them in the past, Yang Zhengshan suddenly felt as if he was in another world.

There were only some of the Yang family members here, because Yang Mingwu and Yang Chengze were leading the troops to fight independently, and they were not with Zhou Lan.

"Let's go inside and talk!" Zhou Lan smiled.

"Okay!"

Then Yang Zhengshan entered the camp surrounded by a group of Yang family members.

Dinner took more than two hours, and there were no outsiders, not even Zhou Lan and Zhao Yuan participated, only Yang Zhengshan and the Yang family members.

As an elder and the leader of the Yang family, Yang Zhengshan showed his most kind side to every Yang family member.

He cared about their families, careers, cultivation, and other aspects, and guided each of them attentively, guiding them step by step and teaching them tirelessly.

It was not until late at night that Yang Zhengshan returned to his tent.

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The two armies joined together and set out again after three days of rest.

They first advanced 500 miles northward from the banner of the Korcha clan, and then eastward, straight into the former banner of the Gorqin clan.

That's right, their first target was the banner of the Gorqin clan.

As a royal family, the Gorqin clan has a special meaning in the Donghai Hu tribe.

The history of the Gorqin clan is very distant. It is said that the ancestors of the Gorqin clan came from a distant holy land and established the Gorqin clan by the will of God. Now all the clans of the Donghai Hu tribe are branches of the Gorqin clan.

Well, this is a legend without any basis, and even some tribes within the Donghai Hu tribe do not recognize this legend.

Of course, there are also people who recognize this legend and regard the banner of the Gorqin clan as their ancestral land.

The banner of the Gorqin clan is also the only settlement in the Donghai Hu tribe that will not migrate.

The banners of other large tribes will migrate every three to five years, but the banner of the Gorqin clan has never migrated, at least not in a hundred years.

Therefore, the banner of the Gorqin clan is more like a city without city walls.

The reason why Yang Zhengshan and his team listed the banner of the Gorqin clan as the first target is that the banner of the Gorqin clan has the strongest defense force among the many settlements in the north of Fushan City.

Although the main force of the Gorqin clan is now in Fushan City, they still retain 3,000 Hu cavalry in the banner.

These 3,000 Hu cavalry are different from other Hu cavalry. This is a real elite cavalry.

If we don’t capture this place first, when the news of their attack on other tribes spreads, it will be twice as effective to attack here.

Not only the banner of the Gorqin clan, but also the banners of the three large tribes of the Omubu clan, the Chahar clan, and the Duosuo clan are the primary targets of Yang Zhengshan and his team.

After running for two days, the 7,000 cavalry came to a relatively hidden valley a hundred miles away from the Gorqin clan’s banner. They rested for a day and set off again at dusk the next day.

Traveling a hundred miles at night, they headed straight for the banner of the Gorqin clan.

Near midnight, when the banner was at its most peaceful, the sound of horse hooves rolled in like a dull thunder.

Rumble~~

Many members of the Gorqin clan were awakened by the sudden sound, and many members who were on night watch felt very strange.

Who brought the cavalry here at night?

At this time, they would not think that the enemy was coming, but that their own people or people from other tribes were coming.

Although Liang Chu led the army to the city of Fushan, no one in the Gorqin clan expected that someone would bypass Fushan to attack their banner.

Just when the Gorqin clan felt strange, bursts of shouting and killing sounded in the rolling sound of horse hooves.

Yang Zhengshan rushed into the tents one by one, kicking off the massacre tonight.

Soon, shouting and killing, screaming, and shouting spread throughout the banner.

The killing lasted from late at night to dawn, and almost every inch of the banner was covered with blood.

During the day, this place was the most prosperous settlement of the Hu people in Donghai. In just one night, it turned into a hell on earth.

Yang Zhengshan had no pressure on killing, Zhou Lan would not feel uncomfortable at all, and even Wang Bin had gotten used to it.

No one would talk about mercy on the battlefield, and no one would have mercy in a life-and-death fight.

Everything seemed familiar and logical.

When the light of dawn fell, the flag of the Gorqin clan was completely reduced to a ruin with corpses everywhere.

After the battle, the soldiers began to clean up the war.

They had no time to collect spoils, but only had time to replenish food and water, while collecting the bodies of their comrades and treating the wounded.

Yang Zhengshan was helping the soldiers fetch water at a well. Yang Mingzhen came over and said, "Sir, we have found a relatively hidden place, thirty miles to the north. There is a valley there, which can hide hundreds of people without any problem."

"Well, go report to General Wang and ask him to take the wounded and the bodies of the soldiers to settle down first!" Yang Zhengshan said as he took out a bucket of water from the well.

They had to continue the raid and had no time to take care of the wounded and the bodies of the soldiers. They could only find a hidden place nearby to settle them.

Although this might put the wounded in danger, it was the only arrangement for the time being.

Yang Mingzhen responded and left, and then Zhou Lan came over with two bowls of hot broth and two pieces of dry food.

"Let's eat first!"

Yang Zhengshan handed the bucket in his hand to his close follower next to him, took the broth and dry food and ate them without hesitation.

Zhou Lan looked at the soldiers around him while eating.

"Your followers are all at a high level, aren't they?"

"Yes, the best ones have already entered the post-natal realm, and the worst ones are at the level of refining strength!" Yang Zhengshan said without hiding anything.

"You brought all these people from Yinghe Fort, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Zhengshan nodded.

Zhou Lan was thoughtful, "How did you train them?"

He was very curious about how Yang Zhengshan could train so many warriors.

Not only the followers around Yang Zhengshan, but also the soldiers in the garrison camp, were almost all warriors.

Yang Zhengshan's mind moved slightly, and it was indeed difficult to hide this matter.

He could hide the existence of the spiritual spring water, but he could not hide those who had used the spiritual spring water.

For example, the children of the Yang family, so many warriors emerged in a few years, which was originally a very incredible thing.

For example, the proportion of warriors among his entourage and the soldiers in the garrison camp is much higher than that of other armies.

As long as someone pays a little attention, they can find the abnormal situation.

However, Yang Zhengshan has also thought of a reason and said, "How else can we train? Practice!"

This matter cannot be hidden, but as long as the existence of the spiritual spring water is not exposed, it is not a big problem.

Just pay more attention in the future. The spiritual spring water can be used by ordinary soldiers, but not too much.

The proportion of warriors in his soldiers can be higher than that of other armies, but not too much. This degree must be grasped.

Zhou Lan nodded slightly, "It seems that I haven't practiced enough!"

She didn't delve into it, just asked casually.