I have 800,000 private soldiers. The emperor forces me to hand over military power?

The setting sun is like blood, and the flags are hunting.

The scene of Xiao Po, the flag-bearer of the eighth regiment of the Polu Army, stepping on the corpses of countless enemy soldiers under his feet, holding up the battle flag with both hands and standing proudly on the wall of Xiguan of Longcheng, made all the reinforcements including the King of Jin Chen Huaian I was moved by it and even more shocked.

No one knows what this Eighth Regiment flag bearer named Xiao Po experienced during the extremely brutal Dragon City defense battle.

But his broken armor and scars all over his body told everyone at all times that the man in front of him was not only a qualified soldier, but also a tough guy who stood upright.

Chen Huaian immediately gave the order: "Pass this order and rescue him at all costs for me!"

Afterwards, he continued to ride his horse on the dragon city wall where corpses were strewn all over the place.

Looking at the remains of the city-defending soldiers who were mixed with the corpses of enemy soldiers several times his own, who kept fighting with swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands until death, Chen Huai'an felt mixed emotions.

From a strategic level, the Battle of Dragon City was an out-and-out victory.

When the troops are not dominant, most of the enemy's main force can be destroyed or captured at a relatively low cost of casualties.

In one fell swoop, he shattered the conspiracy of Wu Qingyun, the leader of the Yunhui Army, who tried to capture Dragon City with an army of 100,000 troops, and bought time for the Polu Army to develop and grow in the southern expedition.

But from a specific battle level, the Dragon City Defense War was an undisputed victory.

The 5,000 soldiers who defended the city paid an extremely heavy price in the face of a fierce attack that was more than ten times the enemy's force, with more than 90% casualties.

By the time Chen Huaian led the Longshan Camp reinforcements to Longcheng, there were less than 500 survivors of the Polu troops defending the city, including more than 300 seriously injured people.

"Report——"

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin, the results and casualties of our army in the battle of Longshan Camp have been calculated!"

At this time, former army deputy general Fan Wuji hurriedly came to report, his face filled with excitement and excitement that could not be concealed.

But when he rushed to Chen Huaian and found that General Pang Xianchu of the Polu Army guarding the city was also there, he immediately calmed down his excitement and excitement and continued with a serious face:

"Your Highness, in the battle of Longshan Camp, we destroyed the enemy's 10,000 Yunzhou cavalry and 20,000 infantry, and captured countless horses, equipment, grain, grass, and baggage."

"Only the enemy general Wu Qingyun, the former army general Liang Erhu and more than ten soldiers escaped by chance. All 57 people from more than 100 households to the generals and generals were executed!"

"Our army's Modao team suffered more than 500 casualties, the Dragon City cavalry suffered more than 800 casualties, and the Xuanjia light cavalry suffered more than 2,000 casualties. A total of 3,027 people were killed and 502 were seriously injured!"

"Well, I know it!"

Chen Huaian nodded. The casualties and battle losses of both sides in the battle of Longshan Camp were earlier than he had expected, and the actual situation was not very different.

Then, he ordered: "Fan Wuji, you immediately rush to the Longshan camp to deliver the king's oral instructions and order Chen Qingzhi, the commander of the Xuanjia Army, to lead the Xuanjia infantry into the city and take over the defense of Longcheng."

"The general will get the order!"

Fan Wuji immediately accepted the order and left.

"Report——"

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin, the results and casualties of the Dragon City defenders have been calculated!"

Soon, Dragon City guard Zuo Liangcai also hurriedly came to report and reported to Chen Huaian in a serious tone:

"Your Highness, in the battle of Dragon City, the defenders killed more than 38,000 enemy troops, captured more than 24,000 enemy troops, and captured countless siege equipment, weapons and equipment, and food, grass and baggage."

"The enemy's deputy generals Zhou Wuyang and Chang Chenghu, as well as 123 generals from one hundred households to the generals below were all killed!"

"4,506 of our defenders were killed and 394 were seriously injured!"

After saying that, Zuo Liang turned his head to the side and silently raised his hand to wipe away the two lines of tears that rolled down his cheeks.

He was originally the commander-in-chief of the Eighth Regiment of the Polu Army. Yesterday, he was temporarily transferred to the Dragon City Cavalry to fight out of the city with Chen Huaian, and then rushed to the Longshan Camp.

But when he followed King Jin and led the reinforcements back today, his eighth regiment was left with only flag bearer Xiao Po, who was seriously injured and unconscious and whose life and death were unknown.

Seeing that all the brothers who were lively and chatting and laughing yesterday turned into cold corpses in the blink of an eye, Zuo Liangcai could no longer control his sadness and burst into tears.

"Your Highness, the last general is incompetent. All the hard work left by the late king to Your Highness was wiped out in the Battle of Dragon City. They are all iron-blooded veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles. They are the last blood of the Polu Army!"

Pang Xianchu suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of Chen Huaian and cried out in tears:

"Your Highness, please order the execution of the last general. So many brothers of the Polu Army, Paoze, are buried on the walls of Dragon City. How can Pang Xianchu, the commander-in-chief of the army, have the dignity to survive in this world?"

Chen Huaian ignored Pang Xianchu, who was overwhelmed by guilt and self-blame and wanted to die.

Instead, he walked with firm steps to the flagpole where even the flagpole was cut off by the enemy's sword, and then Xiao Po, the flagbearer of the eighth regiment of the Polu Army, used his last strength to lift it up again and stuck it on the wall of Xiguan City. Battle flag.

Then, I saw him pulling up the battle flag's connecting rod with all his strength, holding the flag that countless Polu soldiers defended with their lives and dyed red with blood, walked up to Pang Xianchu, and said sternly:

"Pang Xianchu, I ordered you to raise your head and take a look. What is this?"

Pang Xianchu slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with tears. When he saw Chen Huaian holding one arm high in his hand, hunting the flag of the Polu Army fluttering in the wind, his whole body suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he froze in place.

Chen Huaian said resonantly, word by word: "Pang Xianchu, please open your eyes and look at this battle flag dyed red with the lives and blood of countless Polu soldiers, and think carefully about what bullshit you just said. words!”

"The Eighth Regiment Xiao Po, a flag bearer still knows that the flag is there and the city is there!

As the commander of the Eight Thousand Polu Army in Longcheng, the vanguard of the imperial camp of the late king Chen Polu, and the brave general personally conferred by Emperor Zhao Mang, you don’t even understand the simplest principle that the spirit of a person in the flag and in the army will last forever. Understand! "

Chen Huaian angrily said, "You still have the nerve to let me order you to be killed. If I really order you to be executed, you will have the dignity to go underground to face the late king and those broken men who died in the battle." Is there a hero in the army?"

"In other words, you, Pang Xianchu, have already thought of telling the late king that he was blind before handing over the last blood of the Polu Army to a coward like you.

Go and tell the heroes of the Polu army who died on the walls of Dragon City that it was because they were blind that they willingly followed you, a coward who was greedy for life and afraid of death, to die on the battlefield.

Go tell everyone that you, Pang Xianchu, are some bullshit brave general. I think you are more like a coward general! "

"Your Highness, I am not a coward, and Pang Xianchu is not a coward—"

Pang Xianchu stood up suddenly, veins on his neck popped out, panting heavily, looking straight at Chen Huaian, and said firmly:

"Your Highness, I, Pang Xianchu, am not a coward, and the late king did not misjudge the person, nor did the brothers of the Polu Army who died on the walls of Longcheng."

"I, Pang Xianchu, am not a coward!"

Pang Xianchu looked up to the sky and roared, letting out the turbid anger and guilt in his heart.

Then, he looked at Chen Huaian with burning eyes and said word by word:

"Your Highness, give me three months. I, Pang Xianchu, will definitely recruit and train a brand new Polu army and return it to Your Highness. I will never let down the expectations of my late king, let alone squander the love these brothers who died in the battle have given me. trust!"

At this moment, Chen Huaian saw light in Pang Xianchu's eyes, exuding confidence and domineering light.

This is the Pang Xianchu he knows, this is the brave general he is familiar with who takes the heads of enemy generals from thousands of armies like picking out objects from a bag!

Chen Huaian asked angrily: "Why, aren't you crying and crying like a girl now?"

Pang Xianchu shook his head decisively: "Your Highness, I have realized my mistake. I will never dare to do it again!"

Ha ha!

Chen Huaian laughed loudly, then punched Pang Xianchu's armor hard, and then said with satisfaction:

"That's right, this is the Pang Xianchu that I know, the courageous Pang Xianchu who is unrivaled in the army!"

As he spoke, Chen Huaian handed the battle flag that symbolized the soul of the Polu army to Pang Xianchu in a sacred and solemn manner, and said sincerely:

"Pang Xianchu, I will hand this Polu Army battle flag into your hands now!"

"I hope you won't live up to the late king's expectations of you, and don't let go of the burning hearts of the heroes of the Polu Army who sacrificed their lives for this battle flag!"

Pang Xianchu took the broken battle flag, which symbolized the soul of the Polu army, with both hands. With firmness and determination in his sharp eyes, he replied sonorously:

"The final general will definitely fulfill his mission and vow to carry forward the spirit of the Polu Army!"

"Go!"

Chen Huaian waved his hand and ordered Pang Xianchu to retreat first.

Almost at the same time, the sudden mechanical synthesized sound sounded in his mind again:

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