Two people came up from behind, their expressions were very serious, and they didn't even look at the people around them.
Everything they did was just for His Majesty to see. As long as His Majesty was satisfied with what they did, that was enough. The people around them didn't care. What difference did it make whether they were satisfied or not?
If they start causing trouble, just smash them to pieces.
What followed was the normal process: Zhu Youxiao met with them and then awarded them rewards.
Finally, he wrote a memorial to heaven, telling God and his ancestors in heaven that he had defeated Huang Taiji this time.
Only after the sacrificial tablets are burned are these procedures considered complete.
Next, of course, was a grand banquet of royal proportions, primarily to reward the generals who had made outstanding contributions. The remaining soldiers would also feast, with no restrictions on food or wine.
The entire Shenyang City was instantly plunged into joy.
Zhu Youxiao went straight back to the headquarters.
This is just the appetizer for the first day, and this process is necessary.
After Zhu Youxiao returned, he did nothing but waited for the next day to come.
The martial arts performance on the second day was the highlight. Eating and drinking were just routine procedures, and it was an explanation to the generals and soldiers under his command.
If they won a battle and returned without this process and ceremony, it would be incomplete. So this process must be there.
Those who deserve rewards should be rewarded, those who deserve commendations should be commended, and those who died in battle must be compensated.
As for martial arts performances, that is the business of foreigners. Scaring them will of course come second.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is the next morning.
Today, Zhu Youxiao did not wear the fine dragon robe like yesterday, but simply changed into another set of clothes.
This suit of clothing is naturally a simple suit of armor, mostly used for ceremonial purposes.
The armor of the Ming Dynasty emperor had been reduced several times, and at this time, only leather armor was left to barely protect him.
In fact, if it were not for the psychological comfort of the soldiers, Zhu Youxiao would have wanted to cancel the armor.
However, Zhu Youxiao believed that with the end of this war, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty would not care so much about armor, and it would be abolished sooner or later.
In many cases, the purpose of canceling this thing is to save costs. For example, this simple leather armor definitely has protective power. If it is cancelled, a lot of money can be saved.
However, Zhu Youxiao did not want to cancel it in the short term, because it still had a protective effect. Once the enemy also used muskets and cannons, it would be meaningless. Because it would be the same whether you wore armor or not, you would be killed in an instant.
By that time, it will be time to develop bulletproof vests.
Standing in front of the mirror and looking at himself wearing armor, Zhu Youxiao nodded with satisfaction.
Although he had never been on the battlefield and his fighting skills were not very good, he was in a good mood after putting on such armor.
The most important thing is that he can still fit into this set of clothes, which shows that he has maintained himself well and has a strong body so he can live many more years.
Zhu Youxiao said to Wei Chao beside him: "It's almost time, let's go."
After saying that, Zhu Youxiao turned around and walked out first.
When Zhu Youxiao arrived outside, there were already quite a few people waiting there.
"Let's get started."
Following Zhu Youxiao's words, everyone rushed to yesterday's training ground.
By the time these people arrived here, quite a few people had already gathered here.
What happened yesterday was just an appetizer, and it was the soldiers who enjoyed it.
Today is the main meal, and it’s made for everyone to see.
The Mongols present arrived earlier. They had shown disdain for the Ming Dynasty's army yesterday, and today they were even more eager to see how they would act.
The people of the Ming Dynasty around here also came out early, sitting far away with their small stools, stretching their necks to watch the fun.
Zhu Youxiao even saw many people setting up stalls not far away.
Clearly, this had become a form of entertainment. Where merchants abound, the atmosphere was naturally lively. If it weren't inconvenient, Zhu Youxiao would have wanted to go and take a look.
I think if I took a stroll there, I would be able to find some of the feeling of visiting a snack street in later generations. But now I can't leave and can't go.
Quite depressing.
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