This time, the Nanchuan Army Command not only sent the newly formed Sixth Corps of Gangyu to enhance the combat power in Jiuyuan Province, but also sent Lin Nuoyan's adjutant Luo Ben to come.

"Welcome to your arrival, Lord Robben." Lin Chuan extended his hand to the old acquaintance and welcomed him.

Roben was originally an adjutant of the Grand Marshal Lin Nuoyan. With the implementation of the military rank system in the Nanchuan Army, Roben has now been promoted to major general.

Robben's arrival was beyond Lin Chuan's expectations. Could it be to hold him accountable for his failure in the previous stage of the war?

Lin Chuan shook his head. If he really wanted to pursue the matter, perhaps the commander-in-chief would send a military judge instead of Lin Nuoyan's confidant general.

Robben was fifty years old and looked energetic in a straight general uniform. He also smiled and reached out to hold Lin Chuan's hand together.

"General Lin, we haven't seen each other for half a year." Robben said with a smile.

Lin Chuan replied with a smile: "Time flies so fast, Lord Robben, oh no, I should call you General Robben now."

Robben smiled and waved his hand and said, "What are you generals? I am old. You young people have to fight in war."

Only then did Lin Chuan notice that the adjutant who had helped him make a living in Mucheng had already had white hair between his hair.

"Mr. Robben, you don't know what's going on in Jiuyuan Province this time?" Lin Chuan asked tentatively.

"General Lin, I will congratulate you first. The General has appointed you as the commander of the First Corps of the Nanchuan Army." Robben smiled and took out the appointment letter from his arms.

Lin Chuan took the letter of appointment from Robben with a printed print of the commander and Lin Nuoyan personally signed from him, and looked down:

Major General Lin Chuan, the commander of the First Corps of the Nanchuan Army, was appointed as the commander of the First Corps of the Nanchuan Army. The corps under the rank of the First Corps, the Fourth Corps, the Fifth Corps and the Sixth Corps. At the same time, in view of Major General Lin Chuan's outstanding military achievements, he was specially promoted to Major General Lin Chuan to the rank of lieutenant general.

——Nanchuan Army Command on April 10, 1983

Lin Chuan looked at the brief appointment letter, Lin Chuan was already ecstatic, his heart was beating, and his face showed an excited look.

"Is this...is this true?" Lin Chuan was a little unbelievable. After all, he was less than 20 years old now and was appointed as the commander of the legion by Lin Nuoyan.

"Congratulations, Lord Legion." The generals around them all spoke up for their congratulations.

After all, Lin Chuan is now the commander of the First Legion, and they will all become Lin Chuan's subordinates. How can you not leave a good impression now? They all expressed congratulations.

Lin Chuan was really happy now. He suddenly became the commander of the legion with heavy troops in his hands. The joy in his heart was unspeakable.

"General Lin, General Lin, General Lin heard that the First Corps had suffered a lot of losses before, so this time I brought the recruits I added together. Who do you think you will send to take them?" Robben looked at Lin Chuan excited for the promotion and said with a smile.

"Oh, yes." Happy events followed one after another, which made Lin Chuan dizzy.

Soon Lin Chuan sent Sith to receive the new recruits. Sith is now the deputy commander of the First Corps and is now promoted. If there is no accident, Sith will become the new commander of the First Corps.

"General, you have to ask for a drink." Gangyu's rough voice rang out.

Mondo also smiled and agreed, "You have to ask for a drink, otherwise I won't do it."

"Okay, okay, don't go back until you get drunk tonight!" Lin Chuan was happy and agreed loudly.

Everyone returned to the office of Heishan Town with a chat and laughter. Soon the tables were filled with wine and food, and everyone sat down.

As the new commander of the army, Lin Chuan naturally became the target of everyone's drinking. At the table, he pushed the glass and raised the cups, and the atmosphere was warm. Even Liu Zichen's face was flushed when he had never drunk much.

"General Lin, congratulations." Zhao Feng, wearing a black cloth gown, held his wine glass and walked to Lin Chuan with a smile and congratulated him.

Lin Chuan's face turned red and shook his head and tried to make himself more awake. Then he recognized Zhao Feng, a young man who had almost hit him on Mucheng Street.

Lin Chuan put his hand on Zhao Feng's shoulder, burping and said, "You - good, do it well."

With the crisp sound of clinking glasses, Lin Chuan and Zhao Feng looked at each other and smiled, raised their heads and drank the wine in the glass.

Zhao Feng had just left, Mingyang, the commander of the newly formed Fifth Corps, walked over with a wine glass and asked with a smile: "General Lin, can you still drink it?"

Lin Chuan was not willing to admit defeat and shouted behind him: "Pour wine--"

Komway Hanshuang carried the wine jar and filled Lin Chuan's glass with wine.

Lin Chuan raised his glass: "Come on, I've done it for our First Legion."

As the commander of the legion, Lin Chuan took turns to be drunk by the generals. Before the banquet was halfway through, he had already lie on the table, which made everyone laugh and the atmosphere of the whole banquet became even more lively.

The banquet continued, and Lin Chuan was supported by the guards and returned to his room.

"It's so heavy--" Han Shuang used the boss's strength to carry Lin Chuan to the bed with Leistorm.

"I'll make some sobering soup for the general. Miss Hanshuang, take care of my general." Lei Feng had already walked out without waiting for Hanshuang to answer, and brought the door with him.

"Water, I want to drink water." As soon as Han Shuang sat down, Lin Chuan struggled to get up.

Hanshuang hurried over and asked Lin Chuan to lie down again: "You wait, I'll pour you water."

Hanshuang poured a glass of water, sat on the edge of the bed, let Lin Chuan lean in her arms, and fed Lin Chuan water with her own hands. Seeing Lin Chuan slowly drinking water, Hanshuang smiled on her face.

Han Shuang lowered her head and looked at the man she liked carefully. Now that she took off her armor, she found that his face was still tender, and her star eyebrows and sword eyes gave people an indescribable coldness.

Touching the war scars on Lin Chuan's face, these scars remained on his face forever. Han Shuang did not feel ugly, but instead felt that Lin Chuan had a masculinity like a man. However, seeing the scars, Han Shuang's motherly love was flooded, and she felt a little distressed.

Han Shuang stroked Lin Chuan's face and fell into deep thought. It would be great if he could become his lover. However, when he thought that Lin Chuan had a beloved, he was just wishful thinking, and he suddenly felt very frustrated again...

"Miss Hanshuang, have you touched enough?" Hanshuang, who was suddenly in deep thought, was awakened by Lin Chuan's voice.

She looked down and at some point, Lin Chuan had opened her eyes and looked at her with a smile on her face, while her hand was still on Lin Chuan's face.

Hanshuang was embarrassed again and stood up quickly, hoping to find a crack in the ground to get into it...

"Ouch--" Han Shuang suddenly let go, and Lin Chuan's head hit the edge of the bed.

Hanshuang had already stood up, but when she saw Lin Chuan screaming in pain, she hurriedly squatted down and reached out to support Lin Chuan with concern.

But suddenly, Hanshuang found that her hand was held by a strong big hand and wanted to retract it, but it was too late. She hurriedly lowered her head shyly.

Although Han Shuang is generous and tomboy-like in her usual style, Lin Chuan is now caught by Lin Chuan, and her heart is full of trouble and nervous.
Chapter completed!