Two days later, the first award ceremony in the history of the Ming Dynasty began at the school ground outside Ningyuan City.

According to Zhu Youjian's instructions, Yuan Keli, the Minister of War, specially found a music shop team from Ningyuan City, and the repertoire was selected by Zhu Youjian according to his own preferences.

Zhu Youjian in his previous life played the Red Alert a lot, so this BGM of Mao Bear when he appeared was used at the medal ceremony.

After listening to Zhu Youjian repeatedly and found the rhythm in a small box, these musicians of the Jiaofangsi were able to play with their existing instruments soon.

Although there is no original flavor of Western musical instruments, the Ming version of the marche played with waist drum, pipa, guzheng, flute, suona, erhu, and big gong is not bad at all.

After just playing it once, Zhu Youjian couldn't stop smiling, as if he had returned to the day of climbing over the wall to go to the Internet cafe and having all night with his brothers.

Moreover, Zhu Youjian also changed the lyrics of the original song.

At this time, Zhu Youjian sat on the temporary awarding platform, listening to hundreds of men singing the adapted version of the Ming marches in unison, and immediately expressed his expression, his fingers lightly tapped the desk table, and hummed in his mouth.

"Our Ming Dynasty will conquer the whole world, reaching the Alps from the far East Sea, and when the sun rises, all hostile forces will be wiped out."

"Our army will conquer the world, from the Siberia Snowfield to the South Pacific, when the sun sets, all hostile forces will be wiped out."

"Our emperors will always be supreme, our army will always be loyal to you, and all hostile forces will be wiped out by the point of our emperor's blade."

Man Gui, Zhao Rujiao, Cao Wenzhao, Zu Dashou, Wu Sangui and others were all wearing full sets of armor today, standing in front of their own team with a solemn expression.

Although they couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics, the compact and high melody alone made them thrilled.

Even Man Gui was so anxious that he wanted to cross the horse and lead the army to fight with the Tartars now.

Not only these military generals, but even Yuan Keli, Yang Hao and local civil servants from the Ministry of War, listened to the high melody and looked at the solemn atmosphere, they all straightened their waists, as if their youthful and prosperous era was back.

Feeling that the atmosphere was almost set, Zhu Youjian signaled the music to stop, and then nodded slightly at Yuan Keli who was standing next to him.

After Yuan Keli returned the gift, he walked to the front of the stage nervously with an electric speaker.

According to what Zhu Youjian gave him in advance, he turned on the electric speaker and coughed twice. Seeing that the sound was very loud, he then opened his voice and shouted loudly.

"According to the order of my Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, we gather here today to commemorate the victory of the Battle of Jin in the winter of the seventh year of the Tianqi period, commend our heroic Ming soldiers, and reshape our Ming army spirit."

"Next, I announce that the Ningyuan medal awarding ceremony will begin now."

Although it was a cold day, after saying these few sentences, Yuan Keli's sweat broke out on his forehead. Before, Yuan Keli gave many advice to Zhu Youjian for this inappropriate ritual and his presiding lyrics.

Yuan Keli wanted to change his host lyrics to a little more literary, but Zhu Youjian ruthlessly rejected it.

Zhu Youjian's reasons are also very good. The ceremony is for the soldiers. Those soldiers with four or six parallel prose do not understand. If they don't understand, there will be no resonance. If there is no resonance, then this ceremony will be a big deal.

So at this moment, Yuan Keli felt that his voice was so harsh for the first time.

If the civil servants in the capital knew that they had written such an inappropriate article, they would definitely make fun of themselves.

Needless to think, that Tanhua Shi Fenglai must be the first to make a fuss.

But there was no way, the situation was stronger than that of the human being. Zhu Youjian was still watching from behind. Yuan Keli calmed down, and then used all his strength to yell.

"Please give a military flag!"

As soon as the words finished, the familiar melody rang again.

Zhu Youjian stood up first, stood solemnly, and the soldiers under the stage also raised their chests and heads.

Then, the three Jinyiwei men walked out in neat steps, holding a flag, and slowly walked out from behind the high platform.

As soon as the military flag appeared, everyone's eyes were attracted.

The military flag is one zhang long and two feet wide, and is red all over. In a hollow five-pointed star in the upper left corner, an iron fist is listed.

This is the military flag tailor-made for the Ming army by Zhu Youjian. It took the embroiderers three days to finally restore Zhu Youjian's design.

Seeing the surprised expressions of the soldiers in the audience, Zhu Youjian was very satisfied with this.

Under the attention of the audience, the three Jinyiwei men slowly reached the side of the platform, turned around and tilted the flag, and stood solemnly.

"Salute to the military flag!"

With Yuan Keli's roar, everyone followed the previous explanation, clasping their fists and bowing to pay tribute.

"The ceremony is over!"

Everyone stood up and stood solemnly.

"Please take some representatives who participated in the winter of the seventh year of the Apocalypse to attack Jin, and come forward to accept the award of our emperor."

Then, the band played another cheerful melody, which was naturally Zhu Youjian's masterpiece.

Zhu Youjian, who had a deep study of lobster soldiers in the 18th century, brought this grenade march to the Ming Dynasty a century in advance without any suspense.

Taking this cheerful melody, Zu Dashou was the first to step onto the stage, first bowing and bowing, then getting up and standing still.

Zhu Youjian picked up the iron medal from the tray raised by the Jinyiwei next to him and wore it on Zu Dashou's chest.

After wearing it, Zu Dashou bowed his fists again, and then walked downstairs with his head held high.

Then there were officers above the Thousand Generals, including Zhao Shujiao, who were above the Thousand Generals, who came forward to award medals in order according to the size of the military rank.

The soldiers in the audience watched the generals come to the stage one by one, and the supreme emperor personally awarded the medal. They all looked solemn, but their eyes seemed to be filled with fire.

At this time, Yuan Keli looked at the expressions of the soldiers and finally understood Zhu Youjian's good intentions.

.............

In the afternoon, Zhu Youjian lay on the recliner, listening to Luo Yangxing's report on the military spirit.

"Your Majesty, your medal awarding ceremony is so wise. After returning to the barracks, the soldiers were all excited. They chased their grandson one by one and had to see the commemorative medal."

"When they learned that they also had such medals, many people cried, and were even more excited than when they gave rewards before. Many people said they would be used as heirlooms and left for their descendants."

"You are stupid. Today I finally understand the sense of honor of soldiers that Your Majesty mentioned. This thing is sometimes more effective than salary."

Listening to Luo Yangxing's endless sincere compliments, Zhu Youjian smiled slightly, but said in his heart.

‘This is wherever it is. There was once an army that often couldn’t even eat enough and had no military salary, but it was invincible. The Ming army still had a long way to go for the power of faith and the feelings of family and country.’

Just as the Ming army held a post-war celebration ceremony in Ningyuan, Huang Taiji finally arrived in Liaoyang in a mess.

Seeing the Liaoyang City, which had a gap on all sides and the city gate disappeared, Huang Taiji suddenly felt a choke in his heart. After coughing twice, he sprayed out an old blood, and then his eyes turned black and he fell down.

An hour later, in the Liaoyang General's Mansion, Huang Taiji opened his eyes slightly and saw Amin, Dai Shan, and Manguertai standing in front of his bed.

Everyone's expression was very twisted, and they didn't know whether they were hoping to wake up or hoping that they would never wake up again.

"Tell me, how is it happening over Kuandian?"

Along the way, Huang Taiji has accepted the fact that the fortresses from Guangning to Liaoyang were destroyed along the way, but there is still a trace of hope for the Yizhou line in Kuandian.

Upon hearing this, Amin sighed and then said.

"Fourth brother, calm your mind first and don't be anxious anymore."

When Huang Taiji heard this, his heart suddenly became cold, but he still said with a strong spirit.

"Tell me, Ben Khan can hold on."

Upon hearing this, Amin looked at the other two Heshuo Beile and sighed again.

"Before our army arrived at Kuandian, Mao Wenlong's Dongjiang army had retreated, but from Kuandian to Tieshan, all the cities, villages and towns along the way were razed to the ground and burned by fire, and Dingkou was also looted."

"After this battle, there were almost no people and animals in Liaodong from the south of Kuandian."

After saying that, Amin lowered her head.

When Daishan and Mangourtai heard this, they were both surprised and speechless.

Mao Wenlong's Dongjiang Army has often come to Liaodong to fight Qiufeng before, but this is the first time that everyone has heard of such a moving attack like this.

Although Huang Taiji was mentally prepared with Guangning's precedent, he heard that several cities were destroyed and tens of thousands of Liao people were plundered. Huang Taiji still felt his heart fall instantly, and his temples jumped twitching.
Chapter completed!