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Volume 1: Laughing and Talking about Drinking the Blood of Japanese Pirates Chapter 108: Founding Day

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    The eighth day of March is the founding day of Beiyan.  As usual, there should be a big celebration.  Even the expeditionary army in Goryeo is no exception.

    Having fought in Goryeo for four or five months, and seeing that the final victory is about to be won, it is indeed time to reward the soldiers.

    The Beiyan Army set up a huge tent early on the hillside where the commander's tent was located, and placed dozens of Eight Immortals tables inside, where the generals from the fifth rank and above were seated.  Outside the big tent, there are hundreds of the same Eight Immortals tables placed. This is a place to reward meritorious soldiers.

    Before it got dark, hundreds of butter torches were lit around the big tent, illuminating the entire banquet venue brightly.

    As soon as the butter torch was lit, thousands of soldiers entered the venue one after another, found their own seats, and waited for the banquet to begin.

    Soon after, the protagonists of the banquet, Xue Wanche and the seventh prince Ji Yue, arrived one after another.

    After Xue Wanche sat down as the chief, the five personal guards following him, including Zhou Hao, Dao Scar, and Sheng Miao, stood still behind him.  Even the mountain tiger, which had become a spiritual beast, followed Zhou Hao and came to the banquet to eat and drink.

    Ji Yue also sat on the second seat with a gloomy face, and his eight bodyguards who were first-class experts also stood behind him.

    Xue Wanche had a smile on his face, and his tiger eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, then stood up and said loudly: "I am a good man from Beiyan! With a small number, I defeated a million Fusang army!  On this founding day of the People¡¯s Republic of China, we should not only celebrate our achievements, but also remember those comrades who threw their heads and blood and died on the battlefield!¡±

    After saying that, he raised the wine bowl in his hand, flipped his hand, and poured the full bowl of water and wine onto the ground.  Thousands of soldiers also raised their wine bowls high and poured the wine on the ground, even Ji Yue, who looked unhappy, was no exception.

    Many people¡¯s eyes can¡¯t help but moisten when they think of their brothers who once fought side by side and are now sleeping in a foreign country.  Especially Fatty Hou who was not far away. Hot tears kept sliding down his plump cheeks.

    At this time, I heard Xue Wanche say: "This second bowl of wine, for the sake of those dead brothers, let's drink it full!"

    After saying that, he picked up the wine bowl filled with water and wine again, gulped, gulped, and drank it in one gulp.

    "For the sake of our dead brothers, drink!"

    "For the sake of our dead brothers, drink!"

    "For the sake of our dead brothers, drink!"

    Thousands of soldiers, with red eyes, picked up the wine bowl again, and everyone drank it all in one go.

    Only Ji Yue looked at the strong wine in front of him, frowned slightly, picked up the bowl, tasted it briefly, and then put it down again.

    He, who is so pampered, is not used to drinking in such a generous way, not to mention that this wine is simply too coarse for him to drink.

    Xue Wanche ignored Ji Yue's reaction and continued: "This third bowl of wine is to celebrate our victory over Goryeo and defeat the Fusang bastards who were several times our own. Victory will always belong to Beiyan!"

    "Victory always belongs to Beiyan! Long live Beiyan! The general will be victorious!"

    "Victory always belongs to Beiyan! Long live Beiyan! The general will be victorious!"

    "Victory always belongs to Beiyan! Long live Beiyan! The general will be victorious!"

    Hearing the roaring cheers of the soldiers, Ji Yue's brows, which were already knitted together, now knitted even tighter.

    It seems that as long as Xue Wanche is around, the Beiyan army will be monolithic. It is extremely difficult for Ji Yue to get in.

    Zhou Hao, who was standing behind Xue Wanche, heard the cheers echoing in his ears and remembered what he said to Xue Wanche the day before yesterday.  If the general really wanted to rebel, wouldn't it be an easy task given his huge prestige in the army?  But the general is too particular about loyalty, so I'm afraid he won't take this step no matter what.

    When Zhou Hao was immersed in thought, he suddenly felt a venomous gaze stabbing him, and he quickly looked up.

    At this glance, he happened to see Zhang Ba, who was staring at him ten feet away. Their eyes met in mid-air.

    Looking at Zhang Ba, who had red eyes and unkempt beard and hair, Zhou Hao grinned, quietly stretched out his finger, and gave Zhang Ba a slight tick.

    Although the action is small, the meaning couldn¡¯t be more obvious!

    When Zhang Ba saw Zhou Hao's actions, he was so angry that he stood up with a cry, slapped the table with a "pop!" and was about to pounce on Zhou Hao.

    "Zhang Ba, what are you doing?" Fatty Hou, who was only two desks away from Zhang Ba, was the first to notice Zhang Ba's strange movement and shouted quickly.

    The eyes of the people around him were immediately attracted by Zhang Ba¡¯s actions and Fatty Hou¡¯s shouts.  Hundreds of tracks??, everyone gathered on Zhang Ba who stood up.

    At this time, Fatty Hou continued: "Zhang Ba, sit down for me, Lord Hou. Is this the place where you act wild?"

    "Fatty Hou, you!" Zhang Ba turned his head and glared at Fatty Hou.

    "What am I? Don't forget your current identity! Do you call Shangguan like that?" Fatty Hou narrowed his eyes and glared at Zhang Baodao.

    Since Fatty Hou¡¯s battle at Qingyu Mountain, almost all of his soldiers¡¯ camp was wiped out, and his regiment has almost become the bare commander.  Coupled with the miraculous achievements he made, he was promoted three levels in a row after being released. Now he is the deputy commander of the Hussars Battalion. He is truly a general who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.

    And Zhang Ba is just a deputy brigade commander of the Hussars Battalion, two ranks lower than Fatty Hou.  It is said that one level of official rank is overwhelming, let alone two levels higher!

    The old superior-subordinate relationship has completely turned around in just a few months. It¡¯s really a trick of fate.

    Zhang Ba was glared at by Fatty Hou. He suddenly remembered his current identity and situation, and his arrogance immediately disappeared.

    But being looked at by hundreds of eyes, Zhang Ba couldn't help but look like this. He couldn't stand or sit for a while, and his face became more and more swollen.

    Zheng Chu Xianming, the hussar battalion commander sitting next to Fatty Hou, was also staring at Zhang Ba and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Ba, why don't you sit down? Isn't it enough to disgrace my hussar battalion?"  "

    "Humph!" Zhang Ba snorted heavily, then sat down angrily.

    But the look in his eyes as he stared at Zhou Hao was still full of anger and murderous intent.

    Looking at Zhang Ba¡¯s actions, Zhou Hao¡¯s mouth widened and he smiled even happier, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

    With Zhou Hao¡¯s current cultivation level, which is about to reach the peak of the second-rate, and his own three-talented arrow formation of heaven and earth, it is too easy to deal with Zhang Ba.

    At this moment, Xue Wanche, who had finished three rounds of wine, waved his hand, and food began to be served on hundreds of Eight Immortals tables.  Thousands of cooks, carrying various dishes, began to serve the dishes on the flowing stairs.

    As the dishes were placed on the table, the atmosphere of the entire banquet began to heat up.  Thousands of soldiers began to hug each other's backs, call friends and start drinking.  Even Xue Wanche walked around the big tent with a wine bowl in hand, and drank dozens of bowls of strong wine with great generosity.

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