Chapter 804

The Chongzhen Emperor's appreciation was also very normal, because Bai Lang's appearance was really quite good. First of all, this was a young general, and young generals could always arouse people's enthusiasm. Chongzhen also liked such young people—Bai Lang looked like a young man of eighteen or nineteen, and his eyebrows were sharp and full of spirit. Although his face hadn't fully grown, it still had a sense of greenness, but the young Xu Jinjiang had already begun to show his style—the two really looked so alike...

This mold was definitely a good mold. As soon as the Chongzhen Emperor saw Bai Lang, he believed the words in the battle report ten percent. "Truly a young hero of our Great Ming. Is the beloved minister nineteen this year?" Bai Lang didn't say his real age was only sixteen. Then the Emperor asked about Bai Lang's pair of water-polished purple-gold halberds... That's right, the name of Bai Lang's weapon was written on the battle report. "The beloved minister's single halberd is 8864 jin? It's a pity that it was picked up by the Eastern Tartars... What weapon does the beloved minister use now?"

Bai Lang didn't kneel three times and kowtow nine times—under normal circumstances, there was no need to be a kowtowing worm when seeing the Emperor of our Great Ming, although Bai Lang didn't care much about this formalism anyway. The gold under a man's knees was in his heart, not in irrelevant etiquette. He just bowed slightly, which was very normal, because the Chongzhen Emperor was shorter than Bai Lang, and because Bai Lang was high-spirited, he looked even taller than Chongzhen, who seemed to have become a little old man. "Reporting to Your Majesty, the end general is now using a Guan King sword."

This Chongzhen Emperor was interested. "Oh, the beloved minister has unparalleled divine strength, can this Guan sword also be used?" So he ordered the eunuch to take Bai Lang's Guan sword and let Bai Lang perform martial arts in front of the hall for him to see. Two Great Han Generals carried Bai Lang's new weapon, and the Chongzhen Emperor walked over to look. "This handle is also made of hollow iron pipe? How heavy is this Guan sword?" The eunuch on the side also answered the Emperor's question. "This Green Dragon Crescent Blade weighs 82 jin, exactly the same as the one used by Lord Guan."

After receiving the Emperor's signal, Bai Lang stepped forward and grabbed the Guan sword with one hand, and then began to perform martial arts in front of the hall. Whether it was the Great Han General or the Jing Army of the Imperial Horse Prison, they practiced martial arts on weekdays, so they naturally saw Bai Lang's foundation at a glance. "General Bai seems to have limited martial arts with this Guan sword... However, looking at his gestures and footsteps, I'm afraid his unarmed martial arts are superb." The Chongzhen Emperor was dazzled and asked how Bai Lang's martial arts were. Those people didn't dare to hide it—the key was that Bai Lang hadn't opened his joints yet, so they told the truth.

"However, General Bai's strength is indeed rare in the world. We can also use this kind of Guan sword to practice martial arts on weekdays, but how can we wield it so lightly? With such martial arts on the battlefield, it should be more than enough, right." Interestingly, those who had never been on the battlefield could comment on the martial arts Bai Lang was showing at the moment.

The Chongzhen Emperor was indeed impatient. When he heard that Bai Lang's Guan sword martial arts were average, his face had already lengthened a bit. It seemed that his perception of Bai Lang had slipped a lot, and then he regained his interest when he heard the back. And at this time, Bai Lang also finished a set of Guan sword martial arts he had seen and pondered, and without panting or blushing, he handed the Guan sword back to the Great Han General and stood aside, waiting for the Emperor to speak. The Chongzhen Emperor sorted out his mood, still praised Bai Lang a few words, and rewarded him with some silver. "Go to wipe out the roving bandits, you must cooperate sincerely..." Speaking of this, the Chongzhen Emperor also looked like he was about to cry, and Governor Deng immediately went to comfort the Emperor.

Bai Lang didn't care about this. In his view, the world had become like this, and the Chongzhen Emperor himself was responsible for half of it—"light, cunning, repetitive, impatient, and uncertain." This was the comment Bai Lang gave to Chongzhen. He was so sad and anxious now, the only result was that nothing was useful, and now the Great Ming was almost unable to be saved. "Of course, now I'm here. Let's see if a peerless fierce general can save it, hahahahaha." This guy laughed secretly in his heart.

However, on the surface, he still had to pretend to be sad. The Emperor was so sad, and the minister, of course, had to make this look.

Although Prefect Deng transformed into a Governor, and his rank rose several levels directly, he took over as the Governor of the three provinces—this time he was not given the Governor of the five provinces. The Emperor divided the suppression of the roving bandits into two Governors to handle. However, this Governor Deng didn't have many soldiers in his hands—the Chongzhen Emperor held the Beijing camp very tightly, and didn't allocate a single soldier to him. At most, there were only a hundred or so guards brought by Governor Deng from Shandong—now it was the Governor's standard camp, and then he had to gather the military heads of the three provinces like this, and try to command them to wipe out the roving bandits...

The Chongzhen Emperor couldn't even take out much silver for Governor Deng... "I think this situation is a pill. No money, no people, and still fighting? I can only lead the elite troops to break the formation and cut off heads directly." Bai Lang muttered in his heart. For the peasant army, Bai Lang felt that they didn't lose the nature of roving bandits even now that they started to regularize, and it was estimated that they could still break the enemy in one battle. Now Bai Lang was the biggest card in Governor Deng's hand—it was the biggest hand card he could control. Although those military heads like the Four Towns of Jiangbei had many soldiers, no one knew whether they would listen to this Governor.

Now it was the end of the dynasty, an era where having soldiers meant having power. The set of civil officials in the past was probably not going to work. Finally, the freshly baked Governor, asking the Ministry of War for weapons and equipment for his subordinates, was no problem—left and right, a hundred or so people, the Ministry of War had to give this face. If they didn't give it to Governor Deng, they had to give it to the Emperor. So Bai Lang got another set of high-quality cotton armor, mountain-pattern armor, and mail armor, as well as two finely crafted snowflake-like Yanling swords. As for the Guan sword, it was something the Emperor also wanted to see, so it was also crafted very carefully.

The military situation was urgent, so Governor Deng took the Governor's ceremonial guard, left Beijing quickly, and went to the front line to wipe out the roving bandits. Henan—this was the battlefield this time. Governor Deng went to assist Sun Chuanting's army. Now Li Chuang was preparing to fight with Shaanxi Governor and Minister of War Sun Chuanting in the Henan area, but Governor Deng took a step ahead to gather a part of the troops and met part of Li Chuang's forces. This time Bai Lang was clad in double armor, holding a broadsword, riding a warhorse, and charging at the front.

The logistics support this time was much better than the Battle of Yanzhou, because there were fewer people. Governor Deng first satisfied his true trusted troops, and then the Ming troops gathered along the city—that was basically garbage. Originally, the decisive battle should have been between Governor Sun and Li Chuang. Neither side took Governor Deng too seriously. Governor Deng gathered more than 3,000 people in his hands, claiming to be a 50,000-strong army to embolden himself, and everyone knew it in their hearts.

Bai Lang's horse this time was also a Northwest big horse, which had fought the Tartars with him. Now the horse was also clad in half-armor, protecting the horse's neck and front body, struggling to carry Bai Lang to kill the peasant army in front of him, and behind him followed only twenty or so cavalrymen from the Governor's standard camp. These people had all seen Bai Lang's courage, and they had more courage to fight the peasant army than the Tartars, so they followed Bai Lang to charge. ===== CHAPTER 805 =====