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

The entrance of the camp at the Central Army Headquarters was particularly noisy. A simple wooden platform was built, as if it was a rural opera stage. There were many wooden boards on both sides, covered with paper. There were noisy nearby the boards, and many soldiers were looking up there.

A soldier beat the gong with a gong and shouted, "The Hu Ben Army is there, the soldiers are there, and the Long Jie Army is here."

There were also officials from the camp and military office standing in front of the list, and some were pronunciating the words on it, because some soldiers were not very literate, and some couldn't squeeze in from behind, so it was enough to listen to others pronounce them. Some officials were talking loudly: "Today, they set a list of promotions for each commander and the amount of rewards. Since there are still more than 200 miles from Songzhou to the capital, it is not convenient to transport and store the soldiers. After returning to Beijing, the treasury will be allocated within five days..."

Everyone was talking about it. It turned out that the things transported from the ship that I saw last night were not money. But everyone didn't care. As long as the Central Army decided how much money it had been set, there should be no mistakes. The Great Zhou court must have such credit, and it would be fine if I gave it back. I don't have to move that far away myself.

Another official shouted: "Look at it. If any commander feels dissatisfied, find the commander of each army or the commander of the army to give an explanation. The central army can follow the principles of each command and revise it again. The command with the greatest merit is ten times different from those who have not mentioned merit. Everyone has to see clearly..."

Even if you follow along, as long as the troops participating in the war are rewarded, it is definitely different from those who charge as sharp swords to conquer cities and land. Everyone is quite accepting of this method. Most of the soldiers have done a lot of battles and understand that fighting tough battles in front is a desperate battle, so of course they should reward more.

The rewards and punishments issued by the commander of the Central Army Guo Shao are mostly fine, because they are written in detail. Which commander has fought a war, what role has played in the entire battle, and what results have been achieved. They explain them one by one, and everyone has nothing to say... Some people also wonder why the Central Army is so clear. It depends entirely on the group of commanders and officials who record military orders. Every military general has a file of important orders issued by them. The officials of the military office can roughly understand what the commanders have done according to those military orders.

The people here are noisy listening to the officials' meritorious book, and the people and horses behind are gathering in square formations, most of which are soldiers of the Hu Ben Army and Long Jie Army. After the army is stationed, they will go out to fight in the morning and then line up. The large number of people and clouds of flags can only have such a magnificent scene in the army.

After a long time, he heard the neat footsteps of "Ka, Ka, Ka...". The generals turned their heads and saw elite infantry from four columns lined up, then separated from each other and lined up martial law nearby.

Seeing this, everyone knew that the generals and officials of the Central Army were coming. As expected, a large group of horse soldiers came soon, and soon, with a few horse soldiers coming. The current person was the head coach of the Central Army Guo Shao.

Guo Shao walked outside the camp gate, turned over from his horse, handed the reins to the personal soldiers beside him, and then strode towards the simple wooden platform.

"Master Guo!" The generals of the Hu Ben Army shouted when they saw him, and then the soldiers shouted "Master Guo, Master Guo...", and the sounds spread throughout the entire military camp in an instant. At this time, Jing Guo Shao did not expect it, but also encouraged his courage. Look, the soldiers support me very much!

Guo Shao's heart was thumping. If he hadn't been exercising in public for years, he would have been very nervous at this time. Because standing in such a place would have become the focus of the audience's attention, and countless eyes would affect people's emotions.

He took a deep breath, raised his hands to signal. When the noise stopped for a moment, he spoke: "Today's appreciation of merit! Brothers fought bloody battles for several months, and the benefits gained through fighting."

Countless soldiers in the audience cheered. Guo Shao said again: "We fight not only for the benefit, but also for the people of the world! Shu Kingdom and Southern Tang successively belonged to our Great Zhou territory, and the strength of the Great Zhou has grown! At this moment, we are cheering for victory, but... a large area of ​​land in more than a dozen states of Youyun is still in the hands of foreigners." He waved the scabbard in his hand and pointed at the north with the hilt of the sword. "The Sixteen State of Youyun has been the core territory of China (the dynasty near the Central Plains) since ancient times. This is the shame of all Chinese men!"

Guo Shao whispered loudly: "What a big place, how many comrades of the tribe live there. Brothers, think about it, what life are those people of the same clan and clan living now? They are now being enslaved by barbarians, moaning in humiliation under swords and guns! They are waiting for us all the time. The war is far from over, and we are going to regain the entire Hebei..."

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of drums, and the sound of the pan flute followed, and then hundreds of people nearby sang slowly: "The warrior of the Great Zhou Dynasty, let me go back to my rivers and mountains. The blood will not flow dry, and I will never stop fighting..."

She had originally filled in the lyrics of Zhou Xian's songs; but Guo Shao saw that there were allusions in just a few short sentences, which were too elegant, and was afraid that the rough martial artists would not understand them and could not learn them, so he tinkered with four sentences of lyrics by himself.

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

Zhang Ying and others from the first army in the left wing, the first army, spoke first. They were the most excited. Many people were wiping their tears and knelt on the ground. These people were the ones who surrendered to the Zhou army during the first Northern Expedition. They were all Youzhou Han'er, and they were probably most touched by this.

The singing became louder and louder, and more and more people were singing. Tens of thousands of people gathered here to sing military songs. The tragic and majestic voice echoed between the world, floating on the vast plains on the Bianshui River, shocking the earth. That was not a song, it seemed like a shout and a vow. If the enemy from the far north saw such a formation, they would definitely feel cold on their backs.

The rising sun was still there, and the crowd that was still noisy not long ago, now they all looked solemn and immersed in the magnificent momentum. The singing was in the wind, passing rows of faces that had been through the weather and frost and had been fighting for the rest of their lives.

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

Even Guo Shao himself was shocked by the momentum in front of him. He held the hilt tightly and hummed.
Chapter completed!