Chapter 44
The Ming Dynasty always recorded military merits based on heads first, and now the heads of Jianlu are the most important military merits. Bai Lang killed people alone like cutting grass, and thousands of eyes on the city and outside the city saw it clearly. Such a peerless general would not be greedy for his credit, and it was normal to share a little. Bai Lang didn't care about this at all. He was not a military officer of the Ming Dynasty, and his ability to lead troops was basically zero. For him, if he had his own troops, I'm afraid the only use was to follow him and help him cut heads.
After returning to the city, Bai Lang asked the general to write a battle report with the prefect, while he himself searched for spoils on the bodies of the Qing soldiers he had killed and dragged back. He didn't care much about the silver and property, and the fact that the soldiers who helped him drag the corpses wanted money but not their lives and had secretly touched the corpses, Bai Lang didn't care at all. He was looking for suitable armor, and he didn't know how to use bows and arrows, but the one-stone bows used by the white-armored soldiers were also soft bows in his opinion, anyway, they could be broken with one pull.
Bai Lang was very clear about how strong he was in this world. He was now recalling the feeling of his internal force circulating and the control of strength when he was killing just now. "The best opportunity to adjust is only when killing people." While searching for spoils, Bai Lang was also gently using his internal force to stretch his muscles. He felt that he had become more smooth and comfortable in the martial arts of the double mace.
It's not that there are 64-jin one-handed weapons, but they are used to train strength and skills, not for fighting. Bai Lang wielding this weapon in battle is definitely the most powerful general in the world - even the civil official Deng Zhifu knows this clearly. "This..." The battle report written by Zhifu Deng was not for the general to discuss, but just for him to see - this is the official conclusion, and you, a soldier, should not say too much.
However, these masters still praised him, "He is really the evil of this world. The courage of the Overlord is probably no more than this." The general also nodded in agreement - in fact, everyone was very satisfied. Defending the city was the first merit, and repelling the Zhen Tartar army and beheading hundreds of people was already a great achievement. There was no distinction between civil and military people present, so it was not a problem for everyone to be promoted one or two levels, and it might be entirely possible to be promoted out of turn.
"He beheaded hundreds of people. Since the Eastern Tartar Rebellion began, how many people have performed such a decapitation feat? I'm afraid I can't even count them on my five fingers." The general also sighed, "This warrior Bai, just based on his decapitation feat this time, if it is counted according to the merit, he might even be promoted to a garrison commander - from a commoner to a fifth-rank official of the court in one battle..." Everyone nodded. They still had to protect him well, so as not to make him stand out from the crowd and be envied by others...
As for who would be jealous? Ah... I think there is someone who would be jealous.
Bai Lang was also very happy, because he found what he wanted - it was the fine cotton armor worn by the Tartar, and it was intact and not stained with blood. Of course, there was also a set of iron armor that was very suitable and could be used after repair. "It would be best if I could have a set of mountain-patterned armor, but I don't have it." Even if someone secretly touched the silver on the corpse, Bai Lang still collected nearly a hundred taels of silver. As for other property, he didn't care about it, so he distributed it all to those Ming soldiers who dared to go out of the city to pursue and help him drag the corpse.
The Qing army was also in a lot of trouble now. They had not been able to achieve anything in Yanzhou City, which had dealt a certain blow to their morale. Especially when they encountered such a monster, many , which made the Qing army officers feel sad. No one was injured under Bailang's command. They were all killed, and even their bodies could not be taken back... "Please discuss it. How should we deal with the warriors in the Ming army?" Even Abatai had to call all the generals to discuss.
Because as long as they still have a normal military mind, they can think of a problem - what if Bai Lang wears double armor, leads multiple horses, and follows them to launch a night attack? There is no warrior in the Qing army who can stop such a fierce general head-on. If this person tramples the camp, it will definitely be a nightmare. The result of the discussion is to send out scouts far away, and report immediately if they see this person, and they also estimate that the people in Yanzhou City will probably not let such a fierce general leave at will.
At the end of the discussion, they still came back to talking about Bai Lang's bravery. "The double maces used by this kind of fierce general are at least as thick as duck eggs. Even Oboi could not swing these dozens of kilograms of iron rods with one hand to charge into the battle... And there is also this horizontal training kung fu. The invulnerability to swords and spears must be the horizontal training kung fu!" Bai Lang had really guessed wrong. There are martial arts and inner strength in this world, but there are few who have mastered them - none of the Ming soldiers he has met yet.
But that was only Yanzhou City, there should be such martial arts masters in other places. Bai Lang can be said to have the divine power brought by martial arts training in that world. Perhaps people with profound martial arts in this world can also be like this - but I have never seen it on the battlefield.
Now that Shandong has been invaded by the Qing army, it may be difficult to submit the report of merit in the chaos, so we have to wait until the situation becomes clearer, at least to understand the movements of the Qing army. Bai Lang volunteered directly, "I am willing to go and find out the movements of the Tartars. It doesn't need many people, just three or five people willing to go with me. If the movements of the Tartars are found out, we can let them come back to report." However, the officials in the city felt that it was not appropriate - it was better to keep such a brave general by their side. What if he went out and the Qing army came back to attack?
Although the imperial court's reward had not yet come, the prefect Deng and his men in the city had already recommended Bai Lang to be the commander of a thousand men, and even allocated several hundred households to him. Before Bai Lang could even ask if there was a pair of mountain-patterned armor in the city, the prefect Deng and the general had already found one in the armory - a rare opportunity that they didn't have to bribe first. It was a coincidence that there was indeed a pair of mountain-patterned armor here, but it looked like it needed to be repaired after a long time, so they immediately asked the military craftsmen to repair it. The rich and prominent families in the city also tried to keep Bai Lang, and even invited him to dinner...
"Just a rough calculation, if I agree to each one, I will probably have someone to take care of my three meals within a month, and I am afraid that the delicate young ladies will have accepted five or six of them." Bai Lang laughed , but it was no problem to treat the young lady to a meal, so he decided to give up. Although it was not said that the Golden Bell Cover must be practiced as a boy, Bai Lang was only seventeen years old, and he himself felt that he was not old enough to eat meat.
Moreover, these young ladies actually did not suit his taste - the aesthetics of the time were petite, flat-chested and thin, but Bai Lang thought bigger breasts and buttocks seemed to be better, and short people were boring...
