Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

The sun is rising. , the grass leaves are still stained with the dew from last night, the sun has not completely dispelled the mist in the sky, the air in the morning is relatively humid, and the red sun is very bright on the horizon.

The gate of the camp of the Chinese Army was very noisy. A simple wooden platform was built, like a country opera platform. There were many wooden boards on both sides, which were covered with paper. There was a lot of noise around the boards, and many soldiers were there looking at it.

A soldier knocked a gong and shouted: "The Huben Army is over there, the Zhenbing Army is over there, and the Long Jie Army is here."

There are also officials from the camp military government standing in front of the list, some of them are reading the words on it, because some soldiers are not very literate, and some cannot squeeze in behind, just listen to others read. There are also officials talking loudly: "Today, the list of promotions and the amount of rewards for the commanders are determined. Because Songzhou is still more than 200 miles away from the capital, it is not convenient to transport and store the soldiers. After returning to Beijing, the state treasury will allocate the amount according to the amount within five days..."

Everyone was talking about it. It turned out that the things that were transported from the boat last night were not money. But everyone didn't care too much, as long as the Chinese army agreed on how much money, there should be no mistakes. The Great Zhou court must have this credit, and it doesn't matter if you go back and give it back, and you don't have to move so far by yourself.

Another official shouted: "Let's take a look. If any commander feels dissatisfied, ask the commander of the military capital or Yuhou of the military capital to give an explanation. The Chinese army can follow the principles of each command and revise it. The reward level for the commander with the most credit and the one who didn't mention the credit can be ten times different. Everyone has to see clearly..."

Even if you follow along, as long as the army that participated in the battle has a reward, it must be different from those who charge into the battle as sharp knives and attack the city. Everyone is very accepting of this approach. Most of the soldiers have fought a lot of battles and understand that the tough battles ahead are fought with their heads up and their lives, and of course they should be rewarded more.

The rewards and punishments issued by the commander of the Chinese army, Guo Shao, are mostly fine, because they are very detailed. It is clear which commander fought what battles, what role he played in the entire campaign, and what the results were. He explained them one by one.

The people here were noisily listening to the officials reading their merit books, and the people behind were also gathered in a square formation, most of them were soldiers from the Huben Army and the Long Jie Army. After the army is stationed, they will perform exercises in the morning and then form an array. A group of people and horses, like a cloud of banners, only in the army can there be such a magnificent scene.

After a long time, they heard the sound of "Ka, Ka, Ka..." neat footsteps, and the generals turned their heads to see that four columns of elite infantry came in line, and then separated from the two sides, forming a martial law nearby.

Seeing this battle, everyone knew that the generals and officials of the Chinese army were coming. Sure enough, after a while, a large group of cavalry guarded several people, and the person in front of them was Guo Shao, the commander of the Chinese army.

Guo Shao went to the gate of the camp, got off his horse, handed the reins to the soldiers next to him, and strode towards the simple wooden platform.

"Marshal Guo!" The generals of the Huben Army shouted when they saw him, and then all the troops shouted "Marshal Guo, Marshal Guo...", and the sound spread across the entire barracks in an instant. At this time, Guo Shao did not expect this scene, but it also inspired his courage. Look, the soldiers support me very much!

Guo Shao's heart thumped, if he hadn't been exercising in public these years, he would be very nervous at this time. Because standing in this kind of place will become the focus of attention of the audience, and the countless eyes will affect people's emotions.

He took a deep breath, raised his hands to signal, and waited for the noise to subside for a while, he said: "Today's merit appreciation! Brothers have fought bloody battles for several months, and the benefits gained from fighting."

Countless soldiers in the audience cheered. Guo Shao said again: "We fight not only for the benefit, but also for the common people of the world! The Kingdom of Shu and the Southern Tang Dynasty have been included in our Great Zhou territory one after another, and the strength of the Great Zhou has grown! At this moment, we are cheering for victory, but...a large piece of land in the dozen or so states of Youyun is still in the hands of foreigners." He waved the scabbard in his hand and pointed the hilt to the north.

Guo Shao said loudly: "It's such a big place, and how many people of the same clan are living there. Brothers, think about it, what kind of life are those people of the same clan living now? They are being slave|served|humilated|humiliated by the barbarians, and they are humiliated|groaning miserably under the sword and gun! Waiting for us all the time. The war is far from over, and we want to recover the whole of Hebei..."

At this moment, the beating of drums was suddenly heard, followed by the playing of Rao and panpipes, and then hundreds of people nearby slowly sang: "Warriors of the Great Zhou Dynasty, restore our rivers and mountains. Blood will not be shed, death will not cease..."

Originally, she also filled in the lyrics for the song composed by Zhou Xian; but Guo Shao saw that there were allusions in a few short sentences, which were too elegant, and he was afraid that the rough warriors would not be able to understand or learn, so he fiddled with four sentences by himself.

The heroic and tragic military music, the slow and magnificent singing, and the vigorous momentum quickly spread in the barracks. There were only four simple sentences in total, and hundreds of soldiers sang them repeatedly, and soon the people in the formation gradually started to sing along.

Zhang Ying and others from Youzhoudu, the first army in the left wing, were the first to speak out. They were the most excited. Many people were wiping tears and knelt on the ground one after another. This group of people were those who joined the Zhou army during the first Northern Expedition, and they were all Han children in Youzhou. I am afraid that they felt the deepest and most direct.

The singing became louder and louder, and more and more people sang. Tens of thousands of people gathered here to sing military songs, and the solemn and majestic voice echoed throughout the world, floating on the vast plain beside the Bianshui River, shaking heaven and earth. It was not a song, it seemed to be the cry and oath of one heart, if the enemies in the far north saw such a battle, they would definitely feel chills down their backs.

The sun was still shining, and the crowd who were noisy not long ago now looked solemn and immersed in the magnificent momentum. The singing sounded in the wind, passing by rows of weather-beaten faces who had survived many battles.

The world was also moved by it. The old Songzhou city tower, the tall doors and windows on the upper floor, looked like a pair of eyes from a distance, looking down at the large soldiers and listening to the grand voice.

Even Guo Shao himself was overwhelmed by the momentum in front of him, he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and hummed.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Guo Dashuai leads the brothers to be invincible! To regain the rivers and mountains, everyone only wants to follow Guo Dashuai!"