Quan Yifeng stared blankly at the camp flag embroidered by a colorful tiger holding Guo Feng in both hands. His mouth was trembling, his hands were trembling, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"General Quan, why don't you still take the flag?" Guo Feng smiled and raised his hand.

Quan Yifeng suddenly turned around, rushed out of the lobby, and rushed into the yard. Under the shocked eyes of the generals in the room, he knelt down with a loud voice, raised his head to the sky, and scattered with both hands: "General Fugui, have you seen it in the Spirit of Heaven? General Meng Ping, did you see it? Did you see it? 20,000 brothers who died in the Fifth Battalion? This is the inscription written by the prince, the princess embroidered the camp flag. Among the hundreds of thousands of troops in the Northern Expedition, we are the first one, the first one!"

In addition to being shocked, Park Demeng and Guo Feng were extremely distressed. Among the famous camps of the Northern Expedition Army, there was no one that had more difficult and bumpy titles than the title of the Fifth Battalion, the Tiger Camp. The Fifth Battalion was the first field camp where the general died in battle. The Fifth Battalion was also the battalion with the most casualties outside the Lucheng Camp. Among the hundreds of thousands of Northern Expedition Army, only the bloody battles of the Lucheng Camp can be compared with the current Tiger Camp.

There was a sound of dongdong. Quan Yifeng knocked his head a few times, stood up, trotted to Guo Feng, bent down, raised his hands above his head, and Guo Feng was also a serious and serious place to put the tiger camp flag in Quan Yifeng's hand. After taking the camp flag, Quan Yifeng took two steps back, turned around, stood up, and shouted loudly: "Fang Xiang!"

Fang Xiang, who just joined the fifth battalion, is now the Tiger Camp, strode forward with his chest and head held high: "The last one is here!"

"You, immediately bring a team of brothers to escort this flag back to my Tiger Camp station, take the brothers to salute and worship the flag, and then find a good guy to keep the flag well for me. In addition, find a few good tailors and embroiderers in the local area to copy this flag to me dozens of times and send it to each team and whistle, so that the brothers can remember that from then on we have called Tiger Camp. The brothers in our Tiger Camp are like tigers, and they cannot let down the prince's expectations and the blood of the predecessors."

"I understand!" Fang Xiang carefully held the camp flag, turned around and strode away.

Park Dee-scanned to the generals in the courtyard and shouted: "Dear generals, this time our southern group encountered a sudden crisis. It was General Quan Yifeng who led his troops to block the Congliang for nearly two months that we had the opportunity to usher in a major turning point today. It was the fifth battalion, that is, the brothers of the Tiger Camp, who had blood in exchange for our current expectation for victory. Remember, the blood of the 20,000 brothers of the Tiger Camp were sprinkled in front of us."

Shi Gandang, Xue Linfeng and others all strode to Quan Yifeng and clasped their fists, "General Quan, thank you for your hard work, General Quan, congratulations!"

"Brothers, dare not speak of pain, and be happy together!" Quan Yifeng was proud today. His secretly sad mood finally improved at this moment because of the heavy casualties of the Fifth Battalion.

In the lobby, behind Su Dingfang, Yan Xiaoyi lowered his head and remained silent, "Xiaoyi!" Su Dingfang whispered and reached out and poked him.

Yan Xiaoyi's face turned purple and red, and finally walked out with great strides and walked directly in front of Quan Yifeng.

Everyone was silent for a moment. In this case, Yan Xiaoyi's level was not the highest. Park Demeng and Su Dingfang's positions were higher than him, but in terms of qualifications and background, no one could compare to him.

Walking to Quan Yifeng, Yan Xiaoyi stared at him for a while, then suddenly let out a loud bang and knelt down on one knee, "Quan Yifeng, I'm sorry for your fifth battalion."

Quan Yifeng was stunned and quickly bent down to pull Yan Xiaoyi up, "Xiaoyi, what's the point of saying that we have been brothers for many years. We worked together in Anqing. You and my brothers are loyal to each other, how can you be worthy of being sorry?"

"We are brothers, but when I kneel, I kneel down, 20,000 soldiers who suffered casualties in the Tiger Camp this time. You asked me to finish my words." Yan Xiaoyi raised his head and stared at Quan Yifeng.

Quan Yifeng stood up slowly.

"The Southern Group is in crisis, and the Fifth Battalion suffered heavy casualties. All of this is because of my arrogant and arrogant Yan Xiaoyi. It is precisely because of me that the defeat of Ganzhou was caused, so that Congliang cut off the connection between the Southern Group and the North. Xiaoyi made a big mistake and had nothing to say. General, Yan Xiaoyi swears that in the future, I will avenge the brothers of the Fifth Battalion, no, the brothers of the Tiger Camp. When the big revenge is avenged, I will come to your Tiger Camp to ask for punishment in person!" Yan Xiaoyi said loudly.

Su Dingfang walked over with a smile, stretched out his hand, and dragged Yan Xiaoyi from the ground, "Xiaoyi, it's good to say, our big men are wrong, as long as we dare to take responsibility, there is no big deal. We are all leading troops to fight, and we often walk by the river, so we don't have to wet feet. Who dares to say that we are the generals who are always victorious? It's not scary to defeat the war, as long as there is still a chance to make a profit, Xiaoyi, Yifeng, aren't we going to make a profit this time? Not only do we turn over the money, we also have to ask for more interest! Everyone said right?"

All the generals were shocked that, originally, many generals of the Southern Group had objections to Yan Xiaoyi, especially after such a big defeat, he was caught in the Southern Group and extremely dangerous. However, afterwards, he was not punished, and everyone couldn't help but feel disgusted. However, Yan Xiaoyi's identity was different, and everyone could only say a few words in their hearts. It was hard to say anything in terms of face, but they couldn't help but alienate him in their actions. Su Dingfang was so skillful and discovered this problem as soon as he entered Guizhou City with Yan Xiaoyi. He happened to take this opportunity to clear it up. Fortunately, Yan Xiaoyi has also experienced it now and speaks beautifully.

This time, the Hongniang personally picked up the embroidery needle to Quan Yifeng's embroidery camp flag, and he had the intention of apologizing to Quan Yifeng. I believe Quan Yi also understood this principle. Otherwise, Xiao Yi would be really difficult to be a human being in the south in the future. Regarding Yan Xiaoyi, Yun Zhao has not mentioned the order to transfer back. Judging from this meaning, it is to place Xiao Yi in the Southern Group.

When you fall from there, you get up from where you get beaten, and if you are defeated, you will beat him again, which is in line with the prince's usual style.

Seeing all the generals coming to comfort Yan Xiaoyi, Su Dingfang, Park Demeng, and Guo Feng couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. This not only eliminated the barriers between the generals, but also gently replaced the matter of Yan Xiaoyi not being punished, so as not to make the prince embarrassed. In fact, all the generals also understood in their hearts that if they had such a big defeat, any general would feel uncomfortable and sad, let alone a proud person like Yan Xiaoyi.

"Okay, OK!" Park Deming clapped his hands and said, "Dear generals, it's rare to get together like this. Today we have to have a good time and welcome General Guo, General Su, General Yan and others to our Guizhou to have a good drink, but you are not allowed to get drunk, how about it!"
Chapter completed!