Instead of other armies, when calling the Mongolian side, they always call them "General Meng Shang" and "Gong Ye Zhenguo".

But among the armies directly connected to the Mongolian side, they are all commanders!

Whether he is a general, a military god, or a prince, he is our commander-in-chief!

This is our greatest pride!

It is our honor to call the Duke of Zhen Guo the Commander-in-Chief!

The people around him were all excited. They didn't expect that these crippled old men who came to listen to Meng Shuai's stories whenever they had time were actually Meng Shuai's former subordinates.

No wonder they never owed anything and came and left quietly every time.

Although the clothes on my body are shabby, they are spotless every time I come here. Even with countless patches.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! No wonder they only listen to Meng Shuai’s stories every time they come and leave after listening, and don’t listen to any other stories.

I see.

Dr. Tea stepped forward and said respectfully: "You old uncles, were you the subordinates of Meng Shuai at the time?"

"I don't dare to be called subordinates. We are just ordinary soldiers under Commander Meng. Subordinates... only brothers with military positions are qualified to be called such."

Several old men hurriedly returned the courtesy.

"Sure enough, we are exempting some old heroes and uncles from paying for tea today."

"no!"

Several veterans quit: "Why should I be exempted? If I am exempted, wouldn't it be a discredit to the commander-in-chief? How can his old man's soldiers eat and drink for free?"

An old man with a broken leg said stubbornly: "We have money!"

"Yes, we have money!"

Several old men helped each other stand up, counted out the coins in an orderly manner, and placed them on the table.

"We won't give you more than that, and we won't do it if it's less. We don't even dare to do it."

"Farewell, everyone. We will come back when we have time. It was a very good lecture."

Several old men saluted at the same time, then turned around, helped each other and walked out.

He slowly blended into the crowd outside the door and disappeared.

Dr. Tea watched the old men walk away with respect. When he looked back, he suddenly discovered that the pair of young people at the table next to him, who were as beautiful as a picture, had disappeared.

On the table, there was just a small ingot of silver placed quietly.

…

Feng Yin and Dong Xiaoyan followed the four old men, watching them stooped and limping among the crowd, but their hearts were ups and downs, and they felt extremely complicated.

When he first heard 'Meng Shuai's story', he felt a little ridiculous and a little ridiculous.

But after hearing the performance of these veterans at the end, Feng Yin suddenly felt overwhelmed with emotion.

My mood was low and complicated, and for a moment, I didn't even know what it felt like.

He took Dong Xiaoyan and followed several old men all the way, but he didn't know why he was following.

I just feel an inexplicable heaviness in my heart.

Following along, we walked out of the street and entered a fork in the road. In front of us was a residential area.

Put up a sign.

‘The Third Division of the Left Wing’s Third Regiment, the Fifth Thousand-man Team, is stationed in the camp.’

Feng Yin couldn't help but feel a little startled.

This is a residential area arranged according to the location of the barracks, and is configured according to the complete military strength of a million-strong army.

If it were among a million-strong army, its full name should be 'The Mongolian Army's Three Left-Wing Corps, Three Parts and Five Thousand Men'.

Now we just add 'tun' at the end.

Show the difference between military and civilians.

This fifth thousand-man team only has a thousand people in terms of establishment, but this residential area is very large! Looking at it from a glance, it can accommodate almost 20,000 to 30,000 people.

It was further divided into 'Team 100, Team 200...' and then again into 'Team 1, Team 2...'

Clearly divided.

That's... after every battle, a lot of people are brought in, and they fight again and again.

The number has always been this number, but it was really hard to measure how many people died under the same number during the continuous wars. Now, the disabled brothers and the family members of the brothers who died in the war are all here.

here!

How few people there are!

Every street is swept clean,

Every tree inside is as neat and straight as a military drill.

Feng Yin couldn't help but be stunned.

Suddenly, my throat felt a little blocked.

At this moment, the four veterans in front stopped and turned around slowly.

The four of them stood side by side, forming a battle formation.

The old man who was blind in one eye looked at Feng Yin with a sharp gaze in his single eye, and said calmly: "This young man has been following us old cripples all the way. How dare you give me some advice?!"
Chapter completed!