Great Blue Night Watchman

This night, a spectacle unprecedented in the history of Dragon City was created. Five Jinshi scholars entered the wounded soldiers' camp and treated their injuries with wonderful literary methods.

The golden paper was used one by one, and Shang Ping Pian was written one by one. The holy light filled the back mountain, and the night was like day.

Lin Su also took action again. He did not write the holy scroll of healing Shang Ping Chapter, but used the Rejuvenation Mother to target the most seriously injured people. It was truly like a miracle, and even the severed limbs grew back. .

All the more than two thousand wounded soldiers had been diagnosed and treated and fell into a deep sleep. Lin Su was already a living god in the eyes of all the soldiers.

Even his friends couldn't believe it.

They know the magic of Lin Su's rejuvenation. Pulling Lu Youwei back from the Naihe Bridge is what they talk about the most, but it doesn't include this, right? Someone's leg has been broken for seven or eight years. If you take action, will a new leg grow back?

Holy shit, is this really Wen Dao?

Could it be that I have cultivated a fake literati?

The next morning, Du Yuting finally woke up. Logically speaking, he had not rested since he was injured and had been going crazy. Now he should have slept for three days and three nights, but maybe for an iron-blooded soldier, being injured and staying awake for several days As was already a common occurrence, he woke up extra early.

As soon as he woke up, he saw the person beside the bed.

The beautiful young master, who is as handsome as jade, is holding a bowl with his own hands. There is a tangy aroma of meat in the bowl.

Master Lin... Du Yuting got up from the bed urgently and asked Shangguan to bring tea and water in person. How could this happen in the world?

But Lin Su gently raised his hand and put it on his shoulder: General Du, after drinking this bowl of soup, we have something to talk about.

Du Yuting held the soup bowl with tears in his eyes.

He is famous for being arrogant and rebellious in Longcheng. Even when Li Xiaotian first arrived in Longcheng, he was troubled by him. Later, Li Xiaotian conquered him with his military skills, and he became Li Xiaotian's most capable and loyal friend. General.

Now, Lin Su didn't follow Li Xiaotian's method, he used his own method. Just a bowl of hot soup made this tough man inexplicably moved.

After finishing the soup, Du Yuting said a lot...

On New Year's Eve, when Li Xiaotian's troops came out of Dragon City, he was the vanguard.

He was one of the 50,000 soldiers who fought bloody battles on the battlefield.

After ten days of bloody fighting, 38,000 people died on the battlefield, and he was the survivor.

After conquering Helan City, he was the first to plant the Da Cang military flag on the highest city head.

At that time, they all cried, crying because Da Cang planted the war flag in Helan City for the first time in six years, crying for the fifty million souls of the four northern towns, and crying for their own separated relatives...

He still clearly remembered that Li Xiaotian was unusually calm amidst the cheers of the crowd, quietly looking at the highest Yanhui Peak and telling him: After I die, bury me in that mountain, because my best friend Will come to see me, and I don’t want him to find me where I am.

Why?

Because Li Xiaotian forged military orders and left Longcheng privately, he knew that his life had come to an end when he sent out troops!

Speaking of this, Du Yuting's eyes were full of tears...

He slowly raised his teary eyes and looked at Lin Su's equally wet eyes: Master Lin, I will finally know that it was you who turned the tide on the Golden Palace, pulled General Li back from the gate of hell, and gave us the opportunity for the Flying Dragon Legion to recover. The eternal glory of the four towns, our Flying Dragon Legion has already made an oath to live up to your great trust in this life, and we will firmly defend Helan City. When people are in the city, people will die in the city, but now... I will finally be ashamed of you!

Don't say that. You went deep into the enemy's country and fought bloody battles. Helan City was lost, and you were not in the city at all. How can you be ashamed? Just tell me, why was Helan City lost?

Why Helan City was lost, the general is still puzzled. General Li's military skills are like a god. He also has two poems passed down from generation to generation. Even if the enemy army is powerful, it will definitely not be lost so quickly. The general will have It’s a terrible guess, but it’s just unconfirmed and I dare not make any false claims.”

There are only you and me here, you just say it doesn't matter...

Du Yuting slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with blood...

He suspected that Zhou Ze was behind it. After Helan City was captured by them, Zhou Ze had been doing it all the time. The sergeants in Longcheng were well paid, but Helan City needed some basic survival supplies. If you ascend to the sky, this is the next best thing. After all, there are wild beasts and wild vegetables on Helan Mountain, and the Helan defenders will not starve to death for a while. What is even more frightening is that he suspects that Zhou Ze is collaborating with the enemy. As long as he sends troops to Helan City, There is no problem in Zhou Ze's report. The enemy always knows their route map in advance. Every time they send troops, they will suffer heavy losses. Without Zhou Ze's military action, it will be much better, Mr. Lin. Tell me, is there such an evil thing?

Lin Su felt furious, and the border commander collaborated with the enemy. This kind of thing is difficult to believe under normal circumstances.

However, he knew that in Longcheng you had to believe it.

Helan City was recaptured, and the four northern towns returned to Da Cang. Hundreds of millions of people in Da Cang cried with joy, but both His Majesty and the Ministry of War were extremely embarrassed.

They hope to return the four northern towns to Osumi to consolidate the Lo City Alliance of the day.

All they lack is a reason to convince the people.

Under such circumstances, it was a completely acceptable option for Zhou Ze, who had no bottom line, to secretly collaborate with the enemy, inform the enemy of Helan City's top-secret military information, and use the enemy's hands to destroy this stubborn defender.

Today, four towns in the north were lost. The Ministry of War sent officials to Dragon City to celebrate with honors and gold and silver. What was on the table was to celebrate the defense of Dragon City.

In fact, the battle of the Dragon City Guards was nothing. What they were celebrating was that they had finally succeeded in realizing the curvy treason, and the shameful Luo City Alliance had been fulfilled in a new way...

Interesting?

Ironic, right?

Lin Su stood up slowly: General Du, the world is desolate and people's hearts are cold and warm. You must have seen a lot. Answer me!

Sir, please speak! Du Yuting also stood up.

Do you still want to fight again?

Five words, are you still willing to fight again?

Du Yuting's eyes were filled with fierceness: Who are you fighting for?

Thirty thousand heroic souls for Helan City!

Du Yuting's eyes were moist again: There are only 3,017 Helan remnants left. The general will guarantee that no one will want to fight again for the 30,000 heroic souls!

Okay, when you are ready, we will leave Dragon City!

…

Lin Su left the room. Zhang Haoran and the other four were there, and hundreds of soldiers were quietly guarding outside.

They all looked at him with eager eyes.

It must be said that although Lin Su never came to Dragon City, his popularity at the border was unparalleled. Everyone knew that it was Lord Lin who turned the tide in the Golden Palace in the case of Li Xiaotian.

In today's era, culture is valued over military affairs, the status of generals is low, and the status of soldiers is even lower. How many people in the world can stand up for soldiers? Lin Su risked his head and reversed the crisis for the soldiers, and was immediately thanked by the border troops.

When he came to Longcheng yesterday, he caused a big wave in the barracks. All the sergeants, as long as they were awake at the moment, immediately came to his account and took a close look at him.

Brothers, I promised yesterday that I would fight for pensions for Helan's 30,000 brothers. Now I will go find someone from the Ministry of War to finalize the matter.

As soon as these words came out, all the soldiers cheered in unison.

This is another feat of making decisions for the soldiers.

Although the 30,000 martyrs are not them, everyone who has been on the battlefield knows that soldiers can empathize most. If Lin Suuo can win pensions for the 30,000 martyrs who died in Helan City, they will have no worries. If they fight in the future, Even if you die, just ten taels of silver can help your loved ones live a few more years.

Therefore, fighting for this pension is not only a matter for the martyrs of Helan City, but also the common wish of all soldiers.

Zhang Haoran took a step forward, and a voice quietly penetrated into Lin Su's ears: Brother, how sure are you of this matter? Don't screw up.

Do not worry!

Lin Su strode away to the commander-in-chief's mansion.

Behind him, the four brothers looked at each other and followed suit...

Behind them, hundreds of soldiers followed. They were the ones who were still awake among the three thousand remnants. Where were the rest? Most of them are still sleeping. Wen Daowei treats the injuries, and the injured will have a period of sleep.

Du Yuting also came out. As soon as he came out, he caught a general and asked, what did Mr. Lin want to do?

As soon as the general answered, Du Yuting became excited and followed him!

God testifies that as a former member of Helan City, as Li Xiaotian's brother, as a survivor of Helan City, and as the top military general of the remaining army, his biggest wish is to win pensions for his 30,000 brothers, but he also knows that On his own, no one would listen to him even if he shouted at his throat, but now, Lin Su had already promised it without even mentioning it.

This gentleman is really General Li's brother, and he truly understands the feelings of soldiers.

Lin Su held his head high and the wind was blowing under his feet.

The four brothers were playing drums in the back.

Brother Lin, Brother Lin, you are still naive.

I know you want to convince the people at the Ministry of War with the principles of national law and justice, but haven't you seen enough of their shamelessness?

The national law is there, but there are also a lot of reasons.

Military personnel should be provided with pensions, but can you say that people’s livelihood does not require relief? Don’t officials need to receive gifts? There is only so much money, and there are so many places to divide it. If people sing a few high-pitched words, make a few hums, and make empty promises that are not bullshit, the matter will be over. What else can you do?

Lin Su arrived at the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion: I would like to inform you that I have paid a visit to Mr. He, the right minister of the Ministry of War.

The guards of the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion went in to report and came out quickly: Master He and Marshal Zhou are having a breakfast banquet. Please come in.

Lin Su stepped into the small banquet hall. The two adults had already finished their meal. He Shun was sitting with a golden sword. Zhou Ze stood up and clasped his hands in his fists: Mr. Lin, did you have a good rest yesterday?

Thanks to Marshal Zhou, it's okay, okay! Lin Su said: Master He, I came here today to ask for something.

Mr. Lin, there's no harm in talking about something. He Shun responded gently.

Sir He, 30,000 martyrs in Helan City died on the battlefield. When will their pensions be paid?

pension? He Shun and Zhou Ze looked at each other and caught a strange expression in each other's eyes. He Shun raised his eyes and said, When I first came out of the capital, I also went to Mr. He, the Minister of Household Affairs, to talk about the pension. Ran He Your Excellency said that the Ministry of Revenue is currently stretched thin and there is really no spare money. We only hope that after this autumn harvest, we can try to give them some comfort. There is no need for Sir Lin to worry about this matter.

Lin Su's face darkened slightly: Master He, 30,000 martyrs have sacrificed their lives for the country, and their relatives are in danger at this moment. Can you really watch it? We will strive for compensation after the autumn harvest... Do you know that we are currently in a period of insecurity? At that time, some of them starved to death every day? The soldiers gave their lives to the court, but the court didn't care about the lives of their relatives?

He Shun's face suddenly darkened: Master Lin, are you denounced the imperial court and your Majesty?

Lin Su sneered: Master He, don't bother to frame me. I just want to ask you, you said that the pension cannot be paid in time just because the treasury is empty, right?

Exactly! He Shun's voice also turned cold.

Okay! Lin Su said, Then we won't cause problems for the court. Can I fund it myself?

He raised his hand and found a stack of banknotes in his palm, all of which were ten thousand taels of banknotes. There were thirty or forty banknotes in the thick stack.

Zhou Ze's eyes suddenly opened wide.

Is there such a thing?

He Shun stared at the banknote in his hand, but his eyes narrowed into a slit: Master Lin, what do you mean?

Lin Su slammed a stack of banknotes into the palm of his hand: The Law of the Great Cang clearly stipulates that those who die in battle will be compensated ten taels of silver. The adults in the court said that the treasury is empty. As an official of the Great Cang, I dare not question it. Shangguan, I have no choice but to use my own money to give the martyrs a rest. Is this wrong? Is it in line with the holy way?

Outside the hall, Zhang Haoran's four brothers looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

Personal investment to support the entire army!

The magnanimity of this gesture is unparalleled, and the arrogance of this method is unparalleled. However, this matter is also taboo to an unparalleled level.

Who dares to let him do this?

As long as Lin Su throws down the three hundred thousand taels of silver, the morale of the entire Dragon City border army will fall to his side!

Not only Dragon City, but also the military morale of the whole country will be taken away by him.

This is nothing short of rebellion!

But, on the table, he is in line with the Word! Border soldiers died in battle, and the state should provide compensation according to regulations. There was no money in the state treasury, but Lin Dashan did a good deed and used his own money to save the lives of the martyrs' relatives. Who in the world dares to say that this is not a righteous act?

Who dares to say that this is not a saint?

Zhou Ze may not quite understand the stakes involved. He Shun, as the minister of the Ministry of War, didn't understand. His heart was beating wildly and he shouted: You...you want to win over the military's morale? You are so brave, you Are you going to rebel?

Lin Su smiled contemptuously: Master He, do you think I am afraid of this big hat of yours or not?

He Shun's chest rose and fell rapidly...

Lin Su, however, was like a spring breeze: Master He, you might as well contact your superiors now to see if they change their mind. I'll give you half an hour. If they change their mind, Lin won't be so generous. If If you don't change your mind, there is really nothing you can do. I have already let the word out and it is impossible to take it back. I will immediately hand over the 300,000 taels of silver to the remaining Helan troops. I believe they will use this money in a short time. The time will be handed over to the relatives of the martyrs, now, the timekeeping begins!

He raised his hand, lit up a stick of incense, and inserted it on the bluestone in front of him. Lin Su pulled up a chair, sat at the table, closed his eyes and rested.