Ten thousand heads are spread all over the country and can be picked by others. If you take out some of these heads, it will be a great achievement.

The strength of this flying team is really terrifying.

The three of them in Jinzi looked at each other in a glance.

Jin Zizhong narrowed his eyes: "This is a great achievement. We are also honored to be together."

The four words "Honor" and "Honor" seem to have ulterior motives.

Think about it, 15,000 people, will these flying teams earn so much credit? If the Datong official army gets a piece of the pie, for example, the flying team triggers a mutiny in the Tatar camp, and the Datong official army is all elite, killing the thieves for a hundred miles, will this be the credit?

The military officers in the border town have nothing to say about robbing merits. This merit means that the wife is in a loving way, and even hereditary way, which is too tempting.

As the general officer, even if the military officers at the bottom made contributions, the main contributions would be taken on themselves. This is a common example. Now the Fei team has made so many contributions, with 15,000 heads, and at least 3,000. As for other middle-aged officials, there may be two or one thousand, and there will be deputy generals and the like, most of them will be left to the Fei team for 500. Of course, they still have to pay the Fei team a first contribution. Without them, they will cause chaos in the Tatar camp and the brothers will not have the merits to kill the enemy.

Jin Zizhong was so happy that he thought that he was about to achieve unparalleled achievements, and his face was flushed.

But the middle-aged official Wu Xie looked at Jin Zizhong coldly: "This credit is the general and the honor, but it has nothing to do with us."

"Eunuch Wu, don't be humble." Jin Zizhong thought Wu Xie was just deliberately refusing, or rather, he wanted to retreat to advance and make more contributions for himself.

It doesn't matter to gold. It's okay to give up so many heads.

Wu Xie said singly: "Highly? No, no, we dare not be humble at all. General Jin is really so bold. Have you forgotten that this flying team is named Zhenguo Mansion?"

"So what about Zhenguo Mansion? This is Datong." Jin Zizhong's face darkened.

Wu Xie was still laughing: "This is the world of the Ming Dynasty. The Zhenguo Mansion was personally handled by His Highness the Crown Prince. Is General Wu not even reading the mansion? This flying team was led by Dingyuan Hou himself. Who is Fang Jifan of Dingyuan Hou? Isn't the general officer unknown? His father, Pingxi Hou, do you have an impression? Take a step back and take a thousand steps, you won't know what the relationship between the Duke of England's mansion and their Fang family, right? Besides, Shen Ao, the leader of the team, his father was Shen Wen at Hanlin University, and Shen Wen had appointed his daughter as the crown princess not long ago and would be married soon. The general officer didn't know these?"

Wu Xie asked several questions in a row.

The gold center slammed a little. In fact, he didn't have the habit of reading the di newspaper. In his opinion, what's the point of view of the di newspaper? Just keep the one-acre and three-point land here by himself.

Wu Xie said gloomyly: "Come on, let me tell you again, Fang Jifan, if the general officer has an impression, this person has six disciples. No, now I heard that there are already seven. Six of these seven disciples are Jinshi, and they were all in the Hanlin Academy. What is the future of the future? General Wu thinks? Look at our memory. In fact, the Fang family, that is, Fang Jifan's aunt, is also the wife of the second son of the Duke of Wei's mansion, and the Fang family and the Xu family are married."

"This..." Jinzi slammed in the center of his face, his face turned pale, and suddenly realized that it seemed that no one in this place could be provoked by him.

Wu Xie said again: "Actually, in the army, there should be rules in the army. Even if the Duke of Wei and the prince of the Duke of the United Kingdom make contributions and get a piece of the pie, it's okay. People won't care and are willing to suffer a small loss. But General Jin doesn't seem to know who Fang Jifan is, right? We can guarantee that in Datong today, someone dares to occupy a single head of the Fei team. Tomorrow, Fang Jifan will dare to go to the front of the imperial court and expose your old foundation. There is a saying in this world that the King of Hell is easy to mess with, and the little ghost is difficult to deal with, but Fang Jifan is both the King of Hell and the difficult little ghost. The general officer actually wants to seize food from a tiger's mouth. It's so courageous."

The gold suddenly got speechless and his old face turned red.

But at this moment, someone came hurriedly and clasped his fists and said, "Report: General Liu Shen went to the Fei team to invite the Fei team to Datong. A Fei team named Yang said that he did not recognize any general officers. They were ordered to kill the Tatars. In their camp, there was wine and meat, and he would not eat the general officer's alcohol."

So arrogant. According to the organization, that guy is just a thousand households.

Compared with the general, even sesame and mung beans are not counted.

But……

Jin Zizhong looked tragic. He sat on the chair, looking at the Zhongguan who was smiling at him, and his old face blushed: "I ordered people to immediately check the results of the battle. You must hurry up. No one should try to take the credit here. This is the credit of Zhenguo Mansion. Don't blame me for not reminding me. Who wants to take advantage of this at this time? Don't blame me for being rude. As for the Fei team, they refuse to come. If they don't come, they will just ask people to bring more new fruits and vegetables, as well as wine and meat, and go and reward them."

When I said this, I felt relieved in the gold.

This is not my credit, I was really worried just now, and I almost suffered a big disaster for myself.

Now he figured it out, so he wouldn't let it go. Instead of doing so, it would be better to go with the flow and give all the credit to the original owner, and then find a way to polish the flying team. Although there is no credit, it is hard to say that it can be sold to Zhenguo Mansion.

Jin Zizhong shook his head and sighed: "It's different from the past. Now even the prince has personally led his troops."

Sour tone.

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In the evening, a clerk rushed to the headquarters of the General Office of the Datong Dushi and sent a book of merits to the book.

Jinzizhong looked at the thick book and couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. When he opened the book of credit, his pupils contracted, and the discomfort spread even more. He... wanted to die.

There are many people who have identified their identity.

These are all the captives of the Tatars who recognize people one by one.

Any Tatars with extraordinary armor will be captured and recognized.

In addition, there are also swords or bows in many corpses that can be identified.

The first one is Grutai, the second prince of Tatar.

Next, the third prince...

Then... it was the Prime Minister of Tatar.

besides……

Of course, the Tatars inherited the legal system of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.

The legal system of the Northern Yuan Dynasty came from the Yuan Dynasty.

The Yuan Dynasty established by the Mongols also learned the Han system and created many famous Chinese officials.

For example, the prime minister, Sima, the Grand Tutor, the Grand Tutor, etc.

However, they obviously don't have a deep understanding of these official positions.

Therefore, the prime minister, Sima, Taishi, and Taifu were very common.

During the Yuan Dynasty at that time, the precious prime minister of Jin Gui had many people.

When it comes to the Northern Yuan and Tatar tribes, there are more prime ministers and grand sages.

For example, in this book, there are two prime ministers, one Taishi, three Taibao, and various other prominent official positions. In the Ming Dynasty, there are at least thirty people who are first-rank and second-rank officials.

Next.

There are also more than 60 princes from each tribe.

There are three people in ten thousand households.

Jin Zi was frightened and his eyes were red.

Anyone who gives it to me will make a fortune.

How can you live in the future?

Think about it, there are only more than 15,000 heads at one time. After killing so many Tatar nobles, what will the border soldiers eat in the future? They finally killed several Tatars. This is a great merit. You must know that if you can get a few heads, you can definitely go to the court to report the merits. The emperor may even personally approve the rewards.

In history, Emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty, who is now the crown prince Zhu Houzhao, once fought against the little Tatar prince in Datong. Both sides mobilized more than 100,000 people, killing them in the dark, but at that time, the Ming army recorded sixteen beheading records. Zhu Houzhao was so happy that he beheaded a Tatar man himself and shouted to others everywhere.

It is impossible for an army of more than 100,000 to simply kill sixteen enemies after fighting for several days and nights. The only explanation is to behead the sixteen people, and these sixteen people took the head.

In this way, both at that time and in later generations, they were considered a great victory.

As for the ordinary small battles in border towns, you can imagine how many heads you can get.

The center of gold hurts.

Because he found that the flying team gave them no way out. In the future, even if they beheaded twenty or thirty, would they still be embarrassed to go to the court to report their merits?

Even if it is an amazing victory, beheading 3500, I am afraid I can't make any move.

Could it be that after the Datong Dusi and Fei team attacked, they had no contribution?

He continued to look down, looking at the familiar official positions, and even many more familiar names. Some Tatars were haunted by border towns all year round, so the Ming army also heard of their names, and these people became the names that were killed one by one, just a few strokes of brush and ink.

After a long time, he took a breath and raised his head. He found sweating profusely on his forehead and his body trembled unconsciously.

The flying team...it's so fucking that there's no way out.

He closed the book, looked at the clerk who came to report, and was silent for a moment before saying, "The credit book and all the heads of this, pack all the good news. Please write the good news. I will not write it..."

"Immediately report to the capital. Also, remember that in the good news, except for the Fei team, any officers and soldiers of the Thousand Household Office, even the Datong Dusi Department do not have to be written in. This credit has nothing to do with us. What happened last night? How many heads you got today, how many times you should report as much as you should, it is true. You will not brag about the Fei team, nor do you miss it."

Still blowing? Of course you can't blow anymore.

If you brag again, this good news will become a myth.

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I recommend a book by a master, produced by Dao Yigeng. It is a fantasy urban literature with a very good writing style, an old author, and a wonderful plot.
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