The next day.

Xianyang City.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

The rising sun rises.

Ying Ziye released the black-armored dragon aura every day, devouring the purple aura from the east.

Then he took a shower and washed up, and wore the black armor of the dragon head.

Ying Ziye sent someone to call Han Xin, Fan Kuai and others, and ordered: "Follow me to reward the three armies!"

"Here!"

Han Xin, Fan Kuai and others responded respectfully.

The wine and meat were notified early to prepare.

When Ying Ziye and his men arrived at the military camp, Xiao He had already brought the officials to transport a truckload of wine and drinks.

Huotouying also prepares meat early, such as beef, sheep, pig, dog, chicken, duck, fish and meat!

Fruits and vegetables are extremely rich.

All are provided by the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

"We are waiting for the Eighth Master!"

The soldiers in the army gathered together at some point, came to wait, and consciously left a clearing space.

Seeing Ying Ziye arrive, countless soldiers shouted excitedly, with smiles on their faces.

Especially the Eighth Master was wearing armor, just like them.

This made the soldiers extremely friendly.

"Hello, soldiers, thank you for your hard work!"

Ying Ziye smiled warmly and looked around.

He waved to the soldiers on both sides of the road, especially intimate.

"If it disturbs all the soldiers' training, I'm sorry here."

"I came today just to celebrate the victory of the Great Qin and the South Vietnam War with you, and brought some wine, meat, melons and fruits to reward everyone!"

Langlang's voice sounded.

"Not hard work!"

"We volunteered to welcome the Eighth Master!"

"The Eighth Master is here, how can we not welcome you?"

"What's more, I'll reward me, hahaha, to be honest, the eighth son is so polite!"

The leading generals and officers laughed.

"Hahaha, this is my honor."

Ying Ziye smiled heartily.

After being greeted by a group of soldiers, we arrived at the open-air school grounds that had been arranged long ago.

There are dozens of seats on it, and there are seats around the platform.

There was already some wine and meat on the table, and soldiers kept bringing wine and drinks from the car, bringing meat dishes from the Huotou Camp.

"Eighth Master!"

"Come here!"

"Please sit in the main seat!"

Dozens of generals guarded Ying Ziye and sat on the main seat on the platform.

"Okay, okay, thank you all brothers!"

Ying Ziye patted the shoulders of several people and said with a smile: "Everyone, sit down."

Such behavior immediately made everyone feel very intimate.

They were flattered by calling their brothers and brothers to the Eighth Prince.

"I dare not, I dare not!"

But at this moment, the generals put themselves in Ying Ziye's confidant.

Take a look, take a look, this is the Ba Jun’s recognition of us!

The soldiers below were even more envious and jealous, and wanted to replace them.

Everyone sat down, but they seemed a little restrained.

He looked at Ying Ziye without saying a word.

"Today, I am going to celebrate the great victory in the battle against Nanyue with you and others!"

Ying Ziye stood up and held a bronze bottle to respect the soldiers.

Hurry!

Seeing this, everyone raised their glasses and stood up.

"At this moment, we have no distinction between status and honor. We are all brothers who can entrust our lives on the battlefield!"

After Ying Ziye finished speaking, he looked up and drank the wine in his glass.

The eyes of the generals sitting next to him and the soldiers around him turned red and moist.

His Highness the Eighth Prince treated them so respectfully, but it touched countless soldiers.

If you treat me with your country's talents, I should repay you with your country's talents!

A scholar dies for his confidant!

"Congratulations to the Great Qin, to Your Majesty, to the Eighth Prince!"

The generals shouted loudly, bowed and drank the wine in the glass.

They understood that in this kind of occasion, it was not suitable to say that they would like to die for the Eighth Prince.

This is a sentence in a thousand words.

Countless soldiers in the audience also bowed and shouted excitedly.

Ying Ziye sat down again, and the soldiers also sat down.

Countless soldiers moved their chopsticks excitedly, drank wine and ate meat.

Ying Ziye and the generals also chuckled and laughed, discussing martial arts and interesting things about attacking Nanyue.

"Young Master, the environment in Nanyue is so hard that you can't even ride a horse to enjoy it!"

A general with thick eyebrows and big eyes and wide eyes could not help but complain to Ying Ziye: "And there are too many mosquitoes in Nanyue, and his men are suffering. They will get up in the middle of the night to kill each other."

"When I woke up, my eyes were dark, and everyone joked that they were sucking their essence by the female ghost."

Another general with a strong body and thin cheeks sighed: "Thanks to the medicinal wine invented by Ba Gongzi!"

"Otherwise, our cultivation is strong and our murderous aura is strong, and the poisonous insects dare not approach it, but our subordinates will be absorbed by female ghosts every day..."

Speaking of this, the soldiers burst into laughter.

The soldiers beside him also turned red when they heard the conversation.

Ying Ziye also smiled, chatting and integrating into the soldiers.

Although Han Xin was taciturn, he also spoke occasionally and said a few words.

Many soldiers of the Qin Dynasty also knew Han Xin's temperament and did not care.

Xiao He was very natural to marry a group of soldiers and became brothers in less than a moment.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

A banquet to reward the three armies was held from morning to noon.

Many soldiers took the field to rotate defense.

The spring breeze blows lightly, soft and gentle, bringing a hint of coolness.

The sun is shining brightly and it makes people feel comfortable.

Ying Ziye was also very happy. He leaned gently on the seat, narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his glass and smiled, "Sir, brothers!"

"I, Ying Ziye, is only in the twentieth year, and I am nineteen."

"However, it can break the Jianglong, suppress the royal city, destroy Nanyue, kill the Red Dragon fortune, and kill the barbarian king with a sword!"

"Stick and laugh proudly in the sky!"

"This is not my only contribution to expanding territory for the Great Qin Empire, but also to the corvee service of all the soldiers and the civilians who support logistics!"
To be continued...