Besides, Duan Mingyu was not the kind of sour scholar who had a stinky skin. He rode a horse and fought a war. Thousands of people from all over the world came to him for a year. In the last day and night, tens of thousands of pseudo-Qi troops were found like Meng Kai's head. At this time when the Tang Dynasty was about to invade, it looked so dazzling, and Yanran Wen Qu Wu Qu possessed him at the same time.

Zhao Feng's pupils shrank, but what can I do? The water in the Tang Dynasty's officialdom is very deep, and the water in Chang'an is even more unfathomable. You Duan Mingyu will wait slowly when you go there... It depends on how you will in the future!

At this moment, the eight flag plaque officials in charge of the proclamation shouted outside the main entrance of the yamen: "The imperial envoy is here!"

In the hall, a sound of clothes suddenly sounded, and everyone stood up straight at this time, arching their waists and holding their backs to wait.

Only Duan Mingyu, who was standing in the two-way civil and military squad, turned his head and looked at the door of the hall. His eyes flashed with cold light like light. Or there is another word that can describe this kind of eyes, that is, the word ambition.

If there is insufficient military force and insufficient power, it will not be able to save the Han family's clothing.

Outside the hall, the soldiers of the Chenzhou Army and the Songzhou Army were all dressed neatly, with helmets and armor standing in the local area. They were lined up in two rows to guard the corridor. The soldiers of the Songzhou Army and the Chenzhou Army were clearly distinguished by Weijing. After this battle, the two armies went their separate ways, and it was said that there would be too much intersection.

At this time, I heard only the shouts of the flag-plaque officials outside the gate coming in. The commanders who led today's ceremonial guards all stood straight with a loud bang.

With the shouts of the flag-plaque officials from the Xuanli flag-plaque, three imperial envoys outside the gate walked in surrounded by several guards of ceremonial guards. The first imperial envoy, touched the satin-packing emperor's edict, walked in with great stance.

In a short while, the three angels, surrounded by the guard of ceremonies, crossed the corridor that was under the protection of nearly a thousand soldiers, and had already walked into the hall that had been packed. The hundreds of civil and military personnel in the hall turned around and bowed deeply.

Everyone in the hall held their breath and watched the angel in the inner palace pretend to behave and unfolded the emperor's edict.

Standing in the hall, there were angels in front of him, and there were more than a hundred important generals of the Tang Dynasty beside him. But for some reason, Duan Mingyu was not very excited. Although this result was something he had been through countless times in the past year, and was almost dead and dead, and he deserved it if he was willing to see it.

But at this moment, what sounded in his ears was the shouting of countless men under his command, the sound of the mountain wind passing through the mountains when he escaped from Bianzhou, the burning fire that broke through Meng Kai's military camp at night, and the towering city of Chenzhou, which was already covered with blood.

More than a thousand knights raised their spears in their hands and cheered like tsunamis that they came out.

All this from modern society is like a dream, and this dream is a thousand years old. This dream is so real. While standing in the silence, Duan Mingyu clenched his fists until his nails pierced the flesh and reminded himself that this was not a dream. He rode a horse a thousand years ago, singing generously and tragically with countless good men, trying to regain the last bit of vitality of the Han family.

There is no longer the chaos and darkness of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and there is no longer the scene of China without Yashan. The modern Chinese nation has been bullied and bitter, and generations of people have united as one to revive China for a hundred years. Every Chinese child mourns and feels sad.

Duan Mingyu’s greatest wish is not to repeat such a tragedy, and he is also moving forward on this road and never stops.

What will happen to my future? At this moment, in the lobby, there was a sound of shouting for the mountains in the crowd. Nearly a thousand soldiers waiting outside the hall heard the sound of the inside, and knew that the imperial edict had been completed, everyone raised their weapons in their hands, used all their strength to shout loudly: "Long live, long live, long live..."

The sound spread out, slapped the walls of Chenzhou City, causing dull echoes. In any case, the war has been completed, no matter what, and the people who have lived for the rest of their lives can finally go home.

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In May of the third year of Zhonghe in the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Xizong of the Tang Dynasty, a dazzling political star in the Tang Dynasty rose slowly in the long river of history.

The General of the Central Army of Huaihua fought bravely to kill the enemy, and defeated tens of thousands of people with thousands of cavalry.

He was both wise and brave, so he was granted the title of Yingtian Jiedushi.

Some people have the jurisdiction of Songzhou, and they can also be called Songzhou Jiedushi. They have been promoted from the fourth rank to the second rank.

It is really jaw-dropping to pull it so thick. But it is reasonable for those who know the inside story. If the reward for Duan Mingyu is not thick enough, how can it show the great grace of the emperor and how can it make the governors jealous? In this way, the major warlords will inevitably regard Huang Chao as the largest piece of fat. The Tang Dynasty is too fragile and can no longer withstand too much trouble.

At this time, Huang Chao had become a thorn in the eyes of the Li Dynasty, a thorn in the flesh, and he could kill someone in Chao at all costs.

So those who could see through the insight were just a few top dozen people in the Tang Dynasty. The others were still stunned by the status Duan Mingyu had reached at this moment. They were so eager to flatter and those with sourness said resentment behind their backs. Duan Mingyu was really promoted too high and too fast, and the generals of the Songzhou Army he led were also less conservative.

The people of the two prefectures of Song and Chen wanted to pity their sudden war, and specially appointed them for ten years to cultivate their vitality and did not submit them to worship. After all, the decree was fully prepared, and everything was considered a final decision and arranged to be stopped.

After Duan Mingyu's army returned to Songzhou, he immediately killed cows and brought wine. The three armies celebrated together, and the generals returned to celebrate the achievements without missing a day. After the celebration, Songzhou was busy and recruited troops and horses. The expansion of the Songzhou army was shocking.

Yingtian Army originally had more than 13,000 people, now had 50,000 people, and now had 5,000 people, and now had 5,000 people, and now has 7,000 people.

Yingtian Army expanded the fastest

First, 30,000 people were captured during the Chenzhou War, Duan Mingyu and Zhao Lu, half of them, and the others were all locals in Songzhou. After the integration, it naturally increased rapidly.

The expansion of the Cavalry Army was a little slow, because of the restrictions on horses, and the second reason was that the cavalry was not easy to cultivate, and the superb riding skills could not be formed overnight.

However, even so, Duan Mingyu could believe it without doubt that among the various military governors in the world, no one can have such a cavalry team except Li Keyong from Hedong.
Chapter completed!