"You want to go back?"

The battle in Guam made Lin Manjue, who had no name before, become a popular match for the generals to compete for good. Whether Deng Zilong, who discovered him earlier or his direct superior Chen Lin, they both praised him without any mind when recording his merits.

However, when Chen Lin led his army to cut off Guam's support route by sea, he divided his troops and rushed to the island by land. When he saw the mighty general under his command, he asked what he wanted, Lin Manjue said he wanted to go home.

Take all his subordinates, regardless of life or death, to go home.

"Lin Saner, the court won the Battle of Guam, your first-level achievements are incalculable. A single great merit and a first-level merit are enough for the subordinates to be promoted." Chen Lin frowned. He was Lin Manjue's old boss, and he was also a direct boss. He said: "You have made the merits of the sky, and you are going to go back to Pingyuan now?"

"Sit down and say."

The mansion where Chen Lin was located was a Spanish royal merchant in the past, and was specially built for this long voyage. It was requisitioned by Major Mendoza a few days ago. Now everything on the island belongs to the Ming army, and this mansion is no exception.

He looked at the religious painting on the ceiling, lowered his eyes and said to Lin Manjue, "Don't you know about Guangdong? During the years of war, Guangdong and Guangxi, there were many military officers and few positions. Just say you are Chaozhou. If I remember correctly, the commander and the general of Chaozhou's military commander were not missing. Just last year, the Chaozhou Military Herald had no place to ask the general to plead for his charity, there were three thousand households and two commanders."

"Do you want to go back to Pingyuan and continue to be the Qianzong of the Township, and look at people's faces? The Township, the People's Warriors, and the military affairs of Mo Chaoyu, have been extremely meritorious, but isn't it just a fifth-rank? To be fair, your merits are more than enough to be awarded to Qianjia in Guangdong. Not to mention the fifth-rank general, even the Wude General was promoted to Wujie General."

Chen Lin said as he placed his arms on the table. He felt a little awkward to speak like this. He moved his chair away and stood up and walked around the house. He raised his hand to point to the map used by the Spaniards hanging on the wall, and said, "Northeast of Guam, there are islands on this map. The fleet is exploring the way and chasing the fugitives. Guam is more than 3,000 miles south of Guam, and the island is named New Guinea. The journey is long and the boat has not been sent to explore."

"Whether this picture is true or not, Guam will have a guard in the future. This is what Mr. Chen had already planned before the war began. He would run a route to the east. He is familiar with this island and is able to prepare for the enemy's talents. He is willing to recommend you as the commander in terms of emotion and reason."

"A third-rank military officer of the Ming Dynasty, who is a real man who makes achievements, isn't it just for the purpose of adding his wife and children to show his parents and glorifying his ancestors?"

Some things were not something that Chen Lin could decide, but he had to help Lin Manjue's official promotion.

When he needed a group of dead soldiers to go to an isolated island overseas, he assigned Lin Manjue's troops and a group of low-ranking village warriors to carry out this life-long mission, which was when he chose to let these people die.

Now that the survivors who survived were bruised and saw him again, he must give them a position worthy of the adventure.

Lin Manjue, who had lived with tens of thousands of enemy troops on the isolated island without any timidity, seemed cramped when facing Chen Lin alone, especially when Chen Lin tried to keep the land almost aggressive, this general who was a middle-aged village brave man dared not raise his head.

But when he raised his head, his face was still firm and stubborn, and he saluted: "The great commander is very grateful for his love, Lin Saner knows it, but he must go back to his humble position."

"The young man who went to the army to fight with the Beizheng was more than 200 times. Lin could not ask others to send a few taels of silver to his home to buy his life for the young man."

Chen Lin was silent.

Wars are never beautiful or romantic. Perhaps the winner will have the opportunity to be promoted, but those lists of death submitted to the general will never be able to go back.

This made Chen Lin admire Lin Manjue even more. Few people, few people can face the parents, wives and children of their fallen subordinates. The common situation is that the generals and survivors hold a banquet to celebrate the promotion of the official position, while the confidants come to the door to be beaten and scolded with silver plates.

Those who can be such a general are actually qualified generals, and more people will even lose their pensions.

Lin Manjue knew the cruelty of the war. In the jungle of Guam, they attacked enemy troops several times their own, cleaned the battlefield over and over again to ensure that there was no living vein. The ones that brought the most casualties to his subordinates were neither muskets nor artillery.

Almost no one was actually killed by a musket. Those subordinates who were unfortunately shot were generally killed in the next few days, and there were also swords and spears. It would be better to die from stabbing. In the capsized camp, he saw with his own eyes that his lower abdomen without armor were cut open by a knife and his subordinates lying on the ground and shouting to his parents. His intestines ran out and one hand could not be covered.

But this is not scary. As long as you start fighting, you will die or live for a while. You will get crazy and kill red. Nothing will be scary.

It is terrible not to fight.

They were wandering on the sea and water and food were cut off. Everyone knew that they would die, but they didn't know what day it was.

During those days, Lin Manjue did not dare to count his subordinates in the morning, nor did he dare to go into the cabin of the sailors. He didn't know where he would see his subordinates stabbing a dagger into his chest the night before.

He just looked silently at every few days when a small boat carried fresh corpses to the coffin boat.

At that time, even if there is only a slight possibility, as long as everyone on the island can be killed, no matter what the price is - he is willing.

The only reason that supports him to survive and continue to fight is to go home, and what he fears most is to go home.

The elders of my hometown, the white-haired old man wanted to ask him for his son, and the bride of cloud-haired bride asked him for his husband.

If you are not in charge of soldiers, you can lead troops through all this, but you may not be all in a stern heart, but whether they face or escape, they will bear more than others.

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

"Chen allowed your army to return to their hometown for half a year, but he still took the position of general. The Nanyang head reward has not been decided, but he will be allowed to get all the profits paid by your army. He will also give Chen Shuai a pension and send it to Pingyuan as soon as possible."

Chen Lin shook his head. He didn't want to make this decision, so he simply said to Lin Manjue: "As for your troops to stay or leave, although Chen is not willing to force others to do anything, I will write a letter to Luzon and ask Chen Shuai to decide."

After saying that, Chen Lin sat back on the chair again, stroked his fingers across the table, looked up from bottom to top, and looked at the middle-aged man with a beard on his waist and axe on his waist, and said, "In the past six months, you have thought clearly. Chen hopes that you can hold an important position. I will fight and the tupa will die in battle."

"Because the horses and corpses are wrapped in horses and corpses is glorious for our warriors. The heroes who fell into battle only have nostalgia in their hearts."
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