In the anticipation of countless people of Zhao State, the carriage that Zhao Dan was riding slowly drove into the gate of the camp.

Zhao Dan's chariot was pulled by six fiery red horses, the roof of which was a golden-red drapery, and a golden bronze dragon was on it, shining extremely dazzling in the sun.

The height of the wheels on both sides of the carriage is almost as tall as that of an adult man, and in front is a driver, and the open-top saddle style behind is somewhat similar to the large sofa of later generations, among which Zhao Dan and Queen Han Wan are sitting side by side.

Today's Zhao Dan also abandoned the Hu Fu he liked to wear on weekdays, but changed to a red and blue dark robe in the Zhou Li, wearing a golden crown, the whole person looked energetic and red, waving to the crowd on both sides from time to time.

For some reason, when Zhao Dan looked at the black crowd on both sides cheering towards him, he suddenly had the urge to shout "Comrades have worked hard"...

In front of Zhao Dan's chariot were eight young Zhao generals who were wearing armor, bows and swords, sitting on their horses and stopping straight at their waists.

On the left and right sides of Zhao Dan's car, there were eight civil officials accompanying him, and the age of these eight civil officials was also extremely young, all of them were dressed in dark clothes, and their every move when walking was completely in line with etiquette, and they looked like they had a sense of seriousness and seriousness.

And after Zhao Dan's car, there were many carriages, and on them were some important ministers of Zhao State, including Zhao Sheng, Zhao Bao, Yu Xin, etc., and almost all the ministers with names and surnames in the entire Zhao State political arena were present.

Not only that, but several sons and princesses of Zhao also boarded the carriage and arrived with the convoy behind Zhao Dan.

In addition to Zhao Dan's royal car, Zhao Dan was followed by nine hundred and eighty-one entourage co-pilots of the courtiers, six hundred and thirty-six escort cars of the Zhao State, and a full one hundred and eighteen carriages drove all the way into the camp amid the cheers of countless Zhao people, until they reached the high platform in the camp.

Zhao Dan and Han Wan got out of the carriage side by side, and led a group of entourages behind them to slowly ascend to the high platform.

In the center of the high platform is placed three big tripods, there is a table in front of each tripod, there are sacrifices such as wine and livestock, and there are three Zhao sacrifices standing next to each tripod, and each sacrifice holds two pillars of burning incense in their hands.

Zhao Dan stepped forward alone, came to the big tripod from right to left, and took the long incense from the sacrificial hand next to the tripod, and inserted the long incense into the big ding after three salutes to the sky.

Just as Zhao Dan was carrying out this ceremonial action, there was a very old priest reading a sacrificial text on the side.

The text sounds rather obscure, as if it came from some ancient language, with a strange singing-like tone in the melody and frustration.

Just after Zhao Dan finished offering incense, the sacrificial text of the old sacrifice was finally read.

Under the leadership of the old priest, the seven priests bowed to Zhao Dan at the same time, and then retreated from the high platform.

When the seven priests retreated from the high platform, everyone, including Zhao Dan, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The red tape is finally over, and it's finally time to get to the point.

Zhao Dan stepped forward and came to the front of the high platform.

In front of the high platform, there were thousands of soldiers of the Zhao State standing in the black press, and these were all heroes of the Zhao State.

Countless eyes came from all directions, focusing on Zhao Dan's body, waiting for him to speak.

Zhao Dan took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"Where is Lian Po?"

Lian Po, an old general in military uniform, strode onto the stage and saluted respectfully towards Zhao Dan: "The minister is here!" ”

Zhao Dan looked at Lian Po in front of him and said: "Lian Po, leading the army to break through Qin in Changping, and getting the land of the party county for the widow, it is really a great merit to the widow, and a great contribution to Zhao Guoye!" Today's Feng Lian is quite Wu Xinjun, with Bai people as fiefs! ”

Even though he had already been mentally prepared, when Lian Po heard Zhao Dan's words, his body was still trembling slightly with excitement, and he couldn't help himself for a while.

This veteran has been fighting for Zhao Guo for half his life, and finally at the age of nearly sixty, he has waited for this extremely popular lord!

Lian Po knelt down towards Zhao Dan and said loudly: "King Xie! ”

Zhao Dan looked at Lian Po, and he was also quite emotional in his heart.

Although Lian Po's ability is indeed slightly inferior to Bai Qi, but in any case, this veteran's loyalty to Zhao Guo and his continuous credit are indeed worthy of the title of Wu Xinjun.

When Lian Po knelt down, Zhao Dan also leaned over slightly and saluted Lian Po.

After the monarch and the ministers exchanged respects, Lian Po stood up.

Zhao Dan took a silk book and a small seal from the hand of Mi Xian, who was standing on the side, handed them to Lian Po, and smiled at Lian Po: "In the future, I also hope that Wu Xinjun can make more meritorious contributions to Zhao Guo." ”

Lian Po cautiously took the letter of appointment and the seal of the king, and said to Zhao Dan very solemnly: "Minister, dare not die for the king!" ”

At the same time as the two of them were talking, hundreds of trumpet soldiers scattered around the camp also held the trumpets at the same time and announced Zhao Dan's reward loudly.

After learning that Lian Po was awarded the title of Wu Xinjun, the people of Zhao in the entire camp instantly boiled, cheers resounded in the sky, and countless hands waved in the air, turning this camp into a sea of joy.

From today on, there will be no more Wu Anjun of the Qin State who has won a hundred battles, only the invincible Wu Xinjun of the Zhao State!

In the midst of this deafening cheer, Zhao Dan began to reward the next hero.

"Where's the ride?"

Le Cheng also strode onto the stage and came to Zhao Dan: "The minister is here!" ”

Zhao Dan glanced at Le Cheng and said, "Le Cheng, you are the position of deputy general, and you assisted Lian Po to defeat the Qin army in the Battle of Changping, which is a great contribution to Zhao State. The widow promoted you to the title of Zhongqing, with a bounty of 100,000, 1,000 fields, 500 slaves, and ordered you to be the general of the Southern Army, in charge of the two armies of Yulin and Huben, and defend Handan! ”

As a deputy general, Le Cheng's previous title was Zhongdafu, and this time he directly skipped the title of Shangdafu and was promoted to Zhongqing, and he was only one step away from Shangqing.

Le Cheng was also extremely excited, and knelt down to Zhao Dan and saluted: "Thank you, the king!" ”

After Lian Po and Lecheng, one after another Zhao generals came to the stage to receive the reward, and each reward was widely advertised through the ubiquitous trumpet soldiers, which made the people of Zhao present cheer again and again, and got countless envious eyes.

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Just in a corner of the square, a young man who had been beaten not long ago because he was afraid that he would die on the battlefield suddenly grabbed the hand of an aunt next to him: "Mother! ”

The aunt looked back in surprise: "What's the matter?" ”

The young man's tone was extremely firm: "Mother, Xiaolang will also go to the army in the future!" ”