Chapter 957

The several thousand mixed cavalry of the Western Qiang and Xiutu scattered and fled like birds and beasts under Duan Yu's charge.

Several Qiang leaders were so frightened that they didn't even look back.

Duan Yu raised his hand and pointed to the left and right sides.

Tie Shitou, who understood, took Zhao Yun, while Wang Hunu took Zhao Feng, and the four of them each led four hundred Flying Bear Cavalry to pursue and kill the Qiang and Xiutu cavalry fleeing to both sides.

As for Duan Yu, he led his four hundred personal guard cavalry toward Wuwei City.

Inside Wuwei City, Zhang Liao saw Duan Yu coming toward the city and immediately walked down the city wall excitedly.

The yellow sand and corpses blocking the city gate tunnel were cleared away.

The hundreds of Zhang clansmen trapped in the city were all excitedly crowding on both sides of the city gate, watching Duan Yu slowly entering the city.

Duan Yu, on his horse, took off his helmet.

Looking at the soldiers with cracked lips and sallow faces but very bright eyes, a sense of indescribable pride rose in his heart.

Duan Yu, with one hand on his chest, hammered his chest armor hard, making a muffled sound.

And the soldiers waiting on both sides of the city gate also learned Duan Yu's manner, hammering their armor hard, like the sound of muffled war drums.

At this moment, there was no impassioned declaration.

And there were no sentimental words.

Simple actions represented the unique romance of men on the battlefield.

Backs leaning on each other, entrusting life and death.

Zhang Liao, hanging his shoulder broken by Xiutu Ye, also hammered his chest armor hard with his other arm.

There were wolf-tooth club and arrow marks on the chest armor.

The cloak behind him had also been torn away for the most part.

The helmet also had several dents.

To say it was extremely disheveled would be no exaggeration.

But precisely, Zhang Liao's eyes were exceptionally bright.

Duan Yu, who came to Zhang Liao, dismounted.

Then he took off the helmet on his head, followed by the cloak behind him.

Whoosh!

Duan Yu raised his hands, and the huge, bright red cloak, embroidered with a colorful tiger descending the mountain in gold thread on the back, passed over Zhang Liao's head like a red cloud floating above him.

"Marquis..."

Duan Yu personally covered Zhang Liao with his own cloak, then helped him tie it tightly on both sides of the shoulder armor.

Zhang Liao was trembling with excitement, and tears of excitement flowed down his eyes.

"Marquis, Zhang Liao has not failed his mission..." Zhang Liao's voice choked: "Eight hundred Mayi clansmen, I haven't disgraced the Marquis."

Duan Yu's gaze looked into Wuwei City.

On the ground not far away, more than two hundred corpses were neatly lined up there.

Covered with the cloaks they had once worn while galloping and flying behind them.

"The Mayi Zhang family, loyal and brave, all fierce and brave."

"Today, this Marquis bestows the name 'Loyal and Brave'; from now on, the troops under Wenyuan shall be called the Loyal and Brave Battalion."

Duan Yu reached out and gently patted Zhang Liao's uninjured shoulder: "All the Mayi Zhang clansmen who died in battle, those who have descendants, shall all be supported by Liangzhou; when the descendants grow up, they will take their fathers' official positions and enter the Loyal and Brave Battalion!"

"If there are no descendants, their families, relatives, and parents shall also be supported by Liangzhou."

"All soldiers of the Loyal and Brave Battalion in this battle shall be promoted three ranks."

Duan Yu said one after another.

"Loyal and Brave!"

"Loyal and Brave!"

"Loyal and Brave!"

All the remaining Mayi Zhang clansmen in the city shouted with all their might.

This was an honor.

A supreme honor.

Since the Liangzhou army was formed, no troop had ever received a separate designation.

Even the personal guard battalion under Duan Yu was the same.

In this battle, the eight hundred men led by Zhang Liao were all Zhang clansmen.

And knowing that there were tigers in the mountains, they still resolutely entered the game with their bodies, using themselves as bait, which showed their loyalty.

Trapped in an isolated city, without water or food, without reinforcements, without hope.

In this situation, they still did not break out and escape, which showed their bravery.

Such conduct deserved the words 'Loyal and Brave'.

Xia Yu stood not far from Zhang Liao and watched.

This was the first time Xia Yu had seen Duan Yu.

A sturdy body, a powerful sense of oppression, and martial strength so barbaric that it didn't seem human.

What Xia Yu sighed at most.

Was Duan Yu's management of his subordinates.

"With such a tiger general and such a wise master, how could Liangzhou not have a revival?" Xia Yu sighed to himself.

Xia Yu was a native of Liangzhou.

In the past year or so, although he hadn't seen Duan Yu in person.

Xia Yu had been paying attention to Duan Yu's various actions.

When Duan Yu first arrived in Liangzhou, Xia Yu thought Duan Yu was just another enhanced version of Duan Jiong.

But as time passed, Duan Yu implemented various policies, incorporated the Western Qiang, and promoted sericulture.

He implemented land reform in Hanyang, Longxi, and Jincheng.

He gave the people oxen and farm tools, and seeds for land reclamation.

Watching this year pass, Liangzhou was almost brand new.