Chapter 498: The Real Victory

The vast land was filled with blood. The imperial guards were still searching for the corpses in their robes and exploring their breath. Occasionally, there were a few unwilling crying and a sound of surprise. Then they lifted the person up and sent him to the doctor.

The Xiangjun was not idle either. God knew how many ornaments of the sect bandits had taken out and how many pockets they had. When they met the sect bandits who were not angry, they shot them and gave them clean.

The bandits were stubborn and resisted, so there were not many prisoners, but only more than 2,000 people. Chen Ao turned a blind eye to the seriously injured, so he let the Xiang army be free and helpless. The doctors in the army were limited, and he was too busy to save his own people, so he had no energy to take care of others.

The enemy's corpses were piled up directly into the wilderness and burned them with firewood. They could not find the coffin for the imperial guards and lieutenants who died in battle. They could only hurry up and pick up their ashes, packed them in porcelain jars, and then send them back to Bianjing and then buried them separately.

The reports of the battle came, and more than 800 imperial guards were damaged in this battle, and the lieutenant was also sacrificed heavily, with 50 people. The lieutenant was short of 800 so quickly. Chen Ao was feeling a little sad. But he also understood that if the lieutenant did not lead the way, the battle would not be able to continue. Such a loss rate would not disappoint his original intention of building a school. Whether it is a country or an army, someone would always stand up. This is the effect of the martial arts school.

That night, Chen Ao personally wrote a lyrics, which he recited in front of the three armies sadly, and then burned. Amid the sound of mourning, he cheered up and said, "The dead are gone, we still have to live. People are always going to die. The horses and corpses are the fate of the lieutenant and the imperial guards. The only thing that the living can do is to look up and miss silently."

Never look back, for fear of touching other people's gaze again, Chen Ao returned to the tent in a sad mood, and the penis in the tent came out and asked, "What's wrong, are you in a bad mood?"

Chen Ao said sadly: "I am too shameless."

Pin'er comforted him: "If you march and fight, you will inevitably suffer casualties. You are the head coach, and of course you are the queen to watch. This is not ashamed."

It is rare that the heroine knows how to comfort people. Chen Ao shook his head sadly: "You don't understand, I'm not talking about this. I mean, today the soldiers are fighting on the battlefield. Last night, I was having sex with a woman and messing with a man and a woman. Now that I think about it, it's really not. Even if I want to do something, I should have kept it for the future. I am a man without self-control, too easily tempted, and born to be deadly and perverted." He looked up forty-five degrees, and a drop of clear tears rolled in his eyes and was about to fall out.

Pin'er: "..."

Chen Ao was really tired. He took off his boots and lay on the bed, but Pin'er stood in front of the couch without moving.

Chen Ao looked at her and said, "The bed is very warm. Are you tired? Do you want to take a break?"

Pin'er: "..." Then he curled his lips and hugged the sword and said, "You should be your good person." He wanted to go out, so he took a few steps and turned back, gritted his teeth and said, "I can't take advantage of you, I have to beat you to relieve my hatred!"

Chen Ao was shocked: "What are you doing when you hit me? Don't come over, otherwise I'll take off my clothes again!"

Pin'er rushed up. Chen Ao was quick-witted, but he hooked her with his hands. The two of them rolled on the bed, their chests were pressed together and breathing heavily. Pin'er said angrily: "What are you talking about? Who do you think of me?"

Chen Ao hugged her tightly, reluctant to let go, and said, "It's nothing, I just felt it. We were very pure and innocent last night."

The tent was very hot. The two of them hugged each other like this, and the hot sweat came out. Pin'er struggled for a while and said, "Can you let me go? It's not good to see it."

"I don't have to worry about seeing it. Anyway, everyone knows that there is a guard in my tent, or a beautiful person. Even if they don't see it, they will have imagination. God knows what we look like in their imagination, maybe... maybe..."

"Maybe something..." Pin'er seemed to be stung by a bee, and her whole body became nervous like a frightened cat.

Chen Ao buried his head in front of Pin'er's chest. On his plump breast was a layer of cowhide armor. The smell of cowhide was mixed with the body fragrance, which had an indescribable calming effect.

Pin'er had a cold war, her teeth clattered, she bit her teeth, gently pushed him away, and stared at him, "You are still alive just now, why are you doing this kind of virtue now? Are you not a scholar? Didn't you say the peach blossom disaster?"

Chen Ao hugged her and said, "Didn't I say that the dead are gone, and the living people still have to inherit the unfinished careers of the dead? Cough cough... A drunkenness and dreaming are also one of the unfinished careers. The only thing I do is to win the greatest courtesy for them, so that their wives will not starve and freeze, support their parents, and let them be praised by the world. Every time a festival comes, someone will pay tribute to their heroes and comfort them. How can they lead the troops in the future if they cry?"

I hugged Pin'er, although I felt that I was justified, the desire in my body disappeared unconsciously, and I couldn't help feeling sad. Damn, this is not good, so most of the old military doctors can't help it.

The two hugged each other and hugged each other. Chen Ao was surprisingly quiet today, without any intention of touching his feet. He even didn't know what he was thinking with his eyes open.

Seeing him like this, Pin'er was worried, and she felt that this man was not serious on the surface, but behind the laughter, there were always some depressing thoughts. Whenever a woman felt that someone was a little strange, she would inevitably have maternal love. She gently stroked Chen Ao's back and whispered: "Chen Ao..."

"Um……"

"what's on your mind?"

"I... don't know." Chen Ao opened his eyes wide: "I just feel a little tired."

Pin'er wanted to say something, but she stopped talking.

Chen Ao's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes!"

“What is it?”

"My heroes from the Song Dynasty should enter the Confucius Temple and let them be admired and worshipped forever!"

“…”

"But this seems very difficult, and there will be criticism again at that time, but I still have to try it!" Chen Ao was so excited that he danced and kissed Pin'er gently: "You don't understand, the imperial guards naturally cannot enter the Confucius Temple. You can only build a loyal and brave temple for them to store ashes, but the lieutenant is different. They are scholars, so there is naturally a reason to let them enter the Confucius Temple. As long as they enter the Confucius Temple, who else dares to underestimate the warriors? Wait, I have to think about it again."

Chen Ao seemed to have captured something. In any era, elites would have a popular problem. In later generations, the elites in society took civil servants exams, while in the West, elites went to Wall Street. In the Song Dynasty, the most advantageous people had only one choice, that is, to study and be an official, that is, to say, the most advantageous talents were all flowing to the top of society. While the Song Dynasty emphasized literature, they should worship martial arts, revitalize the martial arts and avoid the weak situation. This trend must be reversed and military officers could also have a place in the highest class.

Simply giving generous military salaries and giving birth to a family is not stable enough unless... enter the Confucius Temple.

The Confucius Temple is the spiritual totem of the entire Song Dynasty. From the palace to the officials and scholars and scholars in the court, they all regarded the Confucius Temple as a sacred and inviolable existence.

What if the lieutenant's heroic spirit can enter the Confucius Temple? It is difficult to accomplish this, but once it is done, the outstanding talents of the Song Dynasty will inevitably be divided, some will flow into the army, and some will flow into the army through the military preparation school, and some will flow into the temple. In this way, the status of the warriors, especially those from the school, will rise.

The improvement of the status of warriors will have a great impact on the martial arts spirit of the entire Song Dynasty. A group of shaped elites will enter the military camp. Ten or twenty years later, these people will become the most dazzling generals in the army. They will lead a huge army to appear in the desert, outside the pass, cross the plateau, cross the forest, and even... they will ride the wind and waves, appear on the other side of the ocean.

The worst military equipment in the Song Dynasty was not advanced equipment or sufficient supplies. These were actually easy to do. What was really lacking was actually talents, a top-down and meticulous talent system.

Thinking of this, Shen Ao had already begun to think about who would become a resistance? Who would have the greatest opposition? What would the palace think? Gradually, in the faint body fragrance, Shen Ao buried himself in his soft arms and gradually fell asleep.

When I woke up early the next morning, a Pegasus came to report: "Sir, the imperial court ordered the Minister of War Wang Wenbing to come and read the order and comfort the soldiers. Should I send people to welcome you?"

Hearing the three words Wang Wenbing, Shen Ao's attitude was cold and said, "Where are the people?"

"Twenty miles away, it can be reached in only two hours at most."

Shen Ao smiled and said, "It's coming so fast? It's really hard for him. I'll be spared if I greet you, I don't have this skill."

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate. After all, I am the imperial envoy, sir..."

Shen Ao said indifferently: "I know he is the imperial envoy. Could it be that I am not an imperial envoy? Speaking of which, His Majesty also gave me a Shangfang sword. I am the authentic imperial envoy. He is a copycat version. Where can I get a copycat version of the imperial envoy?"

No one can understand his theory. What is a copycat? Could it be the meaning of a wild path? However, this battle completely wiped out the elite of Tianyi Sect, not to mention the imperial guards, at least the instructor and the lieutenant admire Shen Ao very much. Although Mr. Shen is a little crazy from time to time, he is quick to do things and the results of the training are good, this time he takes retreat as he advances and wipes out the main force of Tianyi Sect once, which is enough to make people convinced.

Since Shen Ao said this, everyone had nothing to say, and thought to himself: "Would the Minister of War have any conflicts with Lord Shen?"

At this time, Han Shizhong quickly stepped in and gave a wink at Shen Ao. Shen Ao shut up everyone away. Han Shizhong whispered: "Sir, you have found out as you ordered. This person..." His tone became even lower, and he muttered a few words in Shen Ao's ears.

Shen Ao smiled and said, "I knew it was him who had taken all the prisoners who knew about this matter, and they would have their own uses. Han Shizhong, this time you have made great contributions, and I have already requested you a title in the memorial to report the merits. As for the promotion, I will suppress you first. You have to do this errand in the martial arts school. When the martial arts school is on track in a few years, I will let you out."

Han Shizhong was surprised and happy. He was suppressed and excluded by others over the years. Unexpectedly, by becoming this instructor, he really had hope of promotion.

Han Shizhong thought about it, but shook his head and said, "Sir, I would rather be an instructor for the rest of my life. In this martial arts school, it is no worse than being in charge."

Han Shizhong said this, it was not that he wanted to be polite, but that he was used to life here and could not give up many things. Besides, as an instructor here, there will be students and students in the army in the future. Maybe in the future, the recruitment of border towns will be his disciples, but this glory is not something that ordinary people can easily obtain.
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