On the banks of Huangshui River, Lin Qiang

The north wind quickly extinguished the remaining Mars on the battlefield with wind and snow. The howling wind and snow continued to roll up layers of snow fog in the mountain stream. Although the heavy snow stopped, the broken snow on the ground was floating around in the strong wind, giving people the feeling that snow was still in the next shift.

The burning charcoal fire quickly cooled down in such weather, and then was covered with broken snow. Among the corpses on the ground, there were Qiang people and Han County. The victorious side was obviously the Han army, and the survivors were cleaning the battlefield.

"Bah~" Liu Cheng silently spat bloody phlegm. The originally handsome face had a little more decisiveness and firmness that was rare at this age. There was a thin scar at the corner of his eyebrows, which made him look a little tougher. He was nearly eight feet tall and could not tell that this was a boy who was less than fourteen.

"Tun General, the battle damage has been counted. Our troops have lost three people, killed 147 enemies, and captured 369 people, all of whom were young and strong or women." A team leader quickly came to Liu Cheng and intervened. His cheeks were frozen purple, but his eyes were unspeakable.

A war of hundreds of people happens every day in this northwest. Even if there is no big battle between the Han army and the Qiang people, such battles will never be rare. But the difference is that Liu Cheng has always fought the toughest battle with the least losses.

"These three shouldn't have died." Liu Cheng didn't have too many expressions on his face, but he just glanced at the team leader in a faint way. The gaze without any emotion felt a little colder than the weather.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he didn't dare to answer. This young general of Tun was capable, had outstanding martial arts, excellent archery skills, and meticulous thoughts. The general of Tun had fought dozens of battles with him, and had always wiped out the most enemies at the lowest cost. This time, he directly attacked the thousand-man tribe of Linqiang with hundreds of people. In the case of a complete victory, only three people died. This was already a very proud record, but the general of Tun seemed not satisfied.

The almost harsh requirements were not only for them, but even for themselves. When the recruits were recruited and trained in the northwest, this person completed more than three times the training content of ordinary soldiers every day. He was so harsh that he was self-abuse and also gained the appreciation of the general. After coming out of the recruit camp, he directly appointed him as the leader. In just half a month, he was promoted to the team leader, and then promoted to the general in the second two months.

Even the relatives did not have such a fast speed to improve this, but in Lingju camp, no one would have any opinions on this person's promotion.

The strong are respected in the army, and their promotion is achieved through matching results and terrifying insight and deployment on the battlefield. The troops he led have not been defeated so far.

After opening his mouth, Liu Cheng finally didn't say what he said. It was a bit hurtful. He just shook his cloak and shook the snow off. He said, "Get out the troops and go back to the camp."

"Here!" He was originally a reward, but after a cold nail, he naturally would not be in a good mood, but no one would complain. The team leader once saw a more tragic war, his troops were reduced by more than half. Although he still looked cold, he was crying secretly on everyone's back when it was late at night.

It is hard to describe what it felt at that time, but the generals at that time felt like a child when they cried. It was also at that time that the team leader knew that the generals who looked so serious and ruthless on weekdays actually cared about their life and death safety than anyone else. For example, in this war, perhaps ordinary generals care about the brilliant results, but the team leader knew that the generals of his family cared about the deaths of the three soldiers more.

In fact, it is not just him. Many people actually know that their generals are different from other generals. This is why their generals have amazing combat effectiveness. Even if more than half of the casualties on the battlefield are killed or injured, as long as the general does not order, they can fight for the four battles. Such generals are worthy of their death.

The troops gathered, and the bodies of the three dead soldiers were pulled onto the carriage. This was their habit of this village. The bodies of the dead soldiers should be taken back, at least they should die in their own homes.

Liu Cheng did not ride a horse, but just led the horse forward silently. Such a victory was a big victory for them, but at this moment there was no joy after the victory. The bodies of the three soldiers were difficult to be happy.

The team leader came to Liu Cheng and tried to smile and said, "General, with our merits, after returning to this battle, the general will be promoted to the Marquis of Military Affairs."

"Yeah." Liu Cheng nodded silently and continued to move forward. The promotion may be tempting enough for others, but for him, he does not value it too much. Otherwise, with his merits, he would have been promoted to the Marquis of Military Affairs. However, under normal circumstances, as long as someone has made merits, he would generally give it to others.

After all, he is too young, and he doesn't care much about promotion. What he cares more about is the improvement of his ability. Now that he commands one hundred people, he feels that he can't command these hundred people completely easily. Even if he has the opportunity to command more people, he will refuse to promote until he is satisfied. Then he will consider how to command and arrange the two hundred people.

However, due to his almost harsh requirements for himself, his ability to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to be able to

The team leader was a little embarrassed. He wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but facing his own general, he couldn't talk about this topic.

Liu Cheng suddenly looked up at the sky, frowned, and said to the officers behind him: "Start up the marches, heavy snow will fall tonight, and leave the valley before dark."

"Here!" The group's expression changed, and the marching speed suddenly accelerated a little. No one would doubt Liu Cheng's words. Not only did his own general fight hard, but he also saw the changes in the weather very thoroughly. It seemed that nothing was what he didn't know.

That night, it was indeed snowing heavily. The group left the valley before the evening and under Liu Cheng's command, they started the military camp.

The heavy snow raged all night, and it was not cleared until dawn the next day. The group arrived at the nearby station, took a railroad car and headed straight for Lingju, and arrived at Lingju in the evening.

Liu Cheng ordered people to go back and rest, and led two teams to go and hand in order.

"Cheng Yuan." The official in charge of recording the merits looked at Liu Cheng and shouted in a deep voice.

"Here!" Cheng Yuan thrust his waist and said in a serious manner.

The meritorious official's expression slowed down slightly and said with a smile: "Congratulations, the general's order was issued by the general himself. He ordered you to see him immediately after you come back."

Uncle Zilong?

Liu Cheng felt a little complicated, but his face was still expressionless, and he just politely said: "I am a humble position."

"It's not a military order, but the general has heard a lot of your deeds. This time, more than 30 military marquis and seven military Simas jointly recommended you to be promoted. With your merits, it's more than enough to be promoted to military marquis. How many of those bastards were brought out by you? They have all been promoted, how can you not be promoted because of your age?" The meritorious official smiled and said, "Go, the road ahead will be long."

"Here!" Liu Cheng felt a little relieved. If this happens, he shouldn't have noticed his identity.

After changing into the military marquis' uniform, weapons and military talismans, Liu Cheng went to the central army commander's tent, and two personal guards at the door stopped Liu Cheng.

"I am humble to Liu Cheng, and I am ordered to come to see the general." Liu Cheng intervened and said with a polite attitude.

"Wait!" A personal guard nodded, turned around and entered the tent, and after a while, he came out, waved his hand, and the other personal guard moved out of the way and let Liu Cheng in.

Zhao Yun's military camp was built by Liu Yi, especially the large tent of the central army, which was built by Liu Yi himself. The outside was cold and windy, but when he entered Zhang Zhong, it was warm. In the depths of the tent, Zhao Yun's hair was gray and there was a thick booklet on the table. Zhao Yun didn't read it, but was just playing with a wooden carving.

Liu Cheng took a deep breath, went straight to Zhao Yun's table, bowed and said, "I am humble and long-term, please see the general."

"I'll give you something." Zhao Yun looked up, looked at him carefully for a moment, and suddenly threw the wood carving in his hand at Liu Cheng.

Liu Cheng subconsciously reached out to catch it, and when he looked at the wood carving, he was slightly stunned, and then he smiled bitterly: "The general has known it for a long time?"

"This is what I received from here half a month after you left." Zhao Yun nodded: "Does I know why I don't recognize you, and even don't treat you at all?"

"It's my father's entrusting." Liu Cheng sighed.

"Yes, Bo Yuan wrote a letter to me. If you are here, before you are promoted to military marquis, you will regard you as an ordinary soldier." Zhao Yun nodded and looked at Liu Cheng with appreciation and said: "I thought that before the training for a new recruit was over, you would take the initiative to recognize me, but your performance..."

Zhao Yun didn't know what to say. He was not without the children of officials and old friends here, but he usually couldn't bear the suffering in the army. Only Liu Cheng was an exception. Not only did he persist, but he also persisted with the training intensity of several times the others. Zhao Yun asked himself, even if he was himself, he didn't seem to be so hard when he was young, right?

More importantly, his performance after he left the recruit battalion was quite impressive. During his long periods, the people he was waiting for basically the most in every battle, and the most survived, the same was the team rate, the same after the generals, and he never competed for merit. He distributed everything to his subordinates, including merits. In this regard, he was quite like a father.

"Thank you uncle." Liu Cheng bowed to Zhao Yun and said.

"The year is approaching, and your father has sent you a letter from home. If you are promoted to Junhou, you will give it to you." Zhao Yun smiled and handed a letter to Liu Cheng, saying curiously: "In fact, according to your achievements, it is impossible to be a military sarcastic master now. Why have you always given the opportunity to others? Do you want to see me?"

"A hundred people have not yet fully grasped it. How can two hundred people command the command?" Liu Cheng shook his head and said, "This is irresponsible to the soldiers."

Zhao Yun: “…”

Zhao Yun has a detailed record of Liu Cheng's record. Has this young man misunderstood the word "completely mastered"?

"If you think like you, no one in our army will be available." Zhao Yun sighed and said, "Let's take a look at your letter first."

Liu Cheng nodded. He hadn't seen him for more than a year. He missed his father, mother and sister very much. Now that Zhao Yun mentioned it, a little warmth rose in his heart and opened the letter silently:

"Little bastard, if you don't come back, your father can't stand it anymore. At least we'll get back to see your mother at the end of the year!"

Liu Cheng looked up silently, closed the letter, put it in his arms, and said to Zhao Yun: "Uncle, I will finally want to go to Lian County."

"Tomorrow is the end of the year. Even the railcars are so far away, even the railcars cannot get there." Zhao Yun frowned. There are still snow in many places in the four hundred miles, and many railcars have stopped.

"I have to go back and have a look." Liu Cheng sighed. No matter how busy the Liu family is, they spend the New Year's Eve together every year. They are absent last year and have no explanation this year. My father is afraid that he can't stand the pressure.

"Well, I'll pick a good horse for you." Zhao Yun nodded: "When will you set off?"

"Now."

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