"You want to go back?"

The first battle of Guam made the previously unknown general Lin Manjue into a general's good match, whether it was Deng Zilong, who discovered him earlier, or his direct boss Chen Lan, they did not mind praising it when recording their exploits.

However, when Chen Lan led the army to cut off Guam's backup route by sea, and the land division of troops and five outposts rushed to the island, when he saw the fierce general under his command, he asked what he wanted with the intention of promotion, Lin Manjue said that he wanted to go home.

Take all his men, whether they live or die, home.

"Lin San'er, the imperial court won the battle of Guam, your first-level merit is not counted, and a single miracle merit and head merit are enough for your subordinates to become officials and knights." Chen Ling frowned, he was Lin Manjue's old boss, and he was also his direct boss, and said, "You have made a meritorious service, and now you want to return to Pingyuan?" ”

"Sit down and talk."

Chen Lan's mansion used to belong to the Spanish royal businessmen, built for this voyage, and was requisitioned by Major Mendoza some time ago, and now everything on the island belongs to the Ming army, and this mansion is no exception.

He looked at the paintings full of religious atmosphere on the ceiling, lowered his eyes and said to Lin Manjue: "Don't you know about Guangdong?" Liangguang has fought over the years, and there are many military attachés and few positions, so let's say you Chaozhou, if the general is not mistaken, the commander and general of Chaozhou Wei are not vacant, and last year alone, the hereditary officials of Chaozhou Wei did not come to ask the general to intercede on behalf of three thousand households and two commanders. ”

"Do you want to go back to Pingyuan and continue to be the president of Xiangyong Qian, and look at people's faces? Township Yongmin Regiment, to Mo Chaoyu to confer General Wu Luo and lead the military affairs of the Seven Departments is already extremely meritorious, but isn't it just a five-grade? In all fairness, your merits are more than enough for thousands of households in Guangdong, not to mention the Wuliu General from the fifth grade, or the Wude General to the Wujie General. ”

Chen Lan said and put his two arms on the table, feeling a little awkward to speak like this, he moved his chair and got up and paced in the room, raised his finger to point to the map used by the Spaniards in the past hanging on the wall, and said: "Northeast of Guam, there are four islands on this map, and the fleet is going to explore the road and chase down the fugitives; Guam has an island named New Guinea more than 3,000 miles south, and the distance is far away, and no ship has been sent to explore. ”

"Whether this plan is true or not, the land of Guam will be guarded in the future, this is Chen Shuai's plan before the war started, to operate the eastward route, in terms of being familiar with this island and preparing for the talent alone, I am willing to promote you as the commander."

"The three-rank military attache of the Ming Dynasty, the eldest husband has made meritorious contributions, isn't it to add his wife and children to show his parents and glorify his ancestors?"

There are some things that even Chen Lan can't decide, but Lin Manjue's official promotion, he has to help.

When he needed a group of dead soldiers to go to an overseas island, he assigned Lin Manjue's department, a group of lowly villagers, to carry out this mission of nine deaths, and it was he who chose to let these people die.

Now that the men who survived their bruises saw him again, he must arrange for them a position worthy of this adventure.

Lin Manjue, who had lived on an isolated island with tens of thousands of enemy troops without the slightest timidity, looked cramped when facing Chen Lan alone, especially when Chen Lan was almost aggressive, so that this person was a middle-aged general who was born in the countryside did not dare to raise his head.

But when he raised his head, his face was still as firm and stubborn, and he saluted: "The handsome man raises love, Lin San'er knows it, but he must go back to his humble position." ”

"More than 200 people died in the afterlife of the underdog, and Lin couldn't ask others to send a few taels of silver to the family to buy his life."

Chen was silent.

War is never beautiful, never romantic, maybe the winner will have the opportunity to become a knight, but those who are handed over to the generals will never go back.

This made Chen Ling appreciate Lin Manjue even more, very few people, few people can face the parents, wives and children of the fallen subordinates, the common situation is that the generals and survivors are holding a banquet to celebrate the addition of officials to the knighthood, and cronies are holding silver plates and going door to door to beat and scold.

A general who can do this is actually a qualified general, and more people will even be greedy for pension money.

Lin Manjue knew the cruelty of war better than anyone else, and in the jungles of Guam, they attacked enemy troops several times their size, cleaned the battlefield over and over again to make sure that no one was left alive, and brought his men the most casualties neither muskets nor artillery.

Almost no one was actually killed by a musket, and those who were unfortunately shot generally died in the next few days, as well as knives and spears, and it was better to die from a stabbing blow, and in the capsized camp he saw with his own eyes that his subordinates who had not been protected by armor were cut by a knife lying on the ground and shouting for their fathers and mothers, and their intestines ran out of one hand.

But it's not terrible, as long as you start to fight, it's just a matter of life or death, and it's not terrible to go crazy and kill red-eyed.

It's terrible not to fight.

They were adrift at sea and cut off from food, and everyone knew they were going to die, but they didn't know what day it would be.

In those days, Lin Manjue did not dare to count his subordinates in the morning, let alone go into the sailor's cabin, he did not know where he would go, and he would see his subordinates stabbing daggers into their chests on the couch the night before.

He just watched silently as every few days a small boat carrying fresh corpses was brought to the coffin boat.

At that time, even if it was the slightest possibility, as long as he could kill everyone on the island, no matter what the price - he was willing.

The only reason to support him to live and continue to fight is to go home, and what he is most afraid of is going home.

The father of the hometown, the white-haired old man wants to find him for a son, and the bride with cloud temples looks for him for a husband.

Ci is not in charge of the troops, and he can still lead the troops after all this, not necessarily all of them are hard-hearted, but whether they face or escape, they have to bear more than others.

Chen Lan couldn't say anything to keep it, he said for half a year.

"Chen allowed your department to return to his hometown for half a year, and he still received the general position, and the first-class silver reward in Nanyang has not been decided, but the general will allow you to return all the war profits handed over by your department, and will approve a bereavement pension to Chen Shuai and send it to Pingyuan as soon as possible."

Chen Lan shook his head, he didn't want to make this decision, so he simply said to Lin Manjue: "As for your ministry to stay, although Chen doesn't want to make it difficult for others, but ...... I will write a letter to Luzon and ask Chen Shuai to decide. ”

After that, Chen Lan sat back on the chair again, stroked his fingers over the tabletop, looked up at the middle-aged general with a bearded waist and an axe from bottom to top, and said: "In the past half a year, you have thought clearly, Chen hopes that you can be in an important position, we will always fight, and the robe will always die." ”

"Because the horse leather shroud is the glory of our warriors, those fallen soldiers have only nostalgia in their hearts and no complaints."

"But let the thief be fortunate to have the only chance of glory in this life, even if the desperate situation does not return to the resoluteness of the product, and lead his subordinates to survive-" Chen Lan said to Lin Manjue's face, "is the school's duty." ”