Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 1115 Family Banquet

It was warm as spring in the restaurant of the Presidential Palace.

The long table was filled with exquisite dishes. It was a rare family dinner.

Su Zhengyang sat in the main seat, and Yang Qiyue sat on his right, holding Xiao Hongan. Father-in-law Yang Jiakai and mother-in-law Chen sat opposite, watching their grandson stuffing food into their son-in-law's mouth with smiles on their faces.

"Eat slowly," Yang Qiyue picked up some food for her husband with concern, "You've lost a lot of weight."

"Yes," said her sister Su Zhenghong, "Look at you, you've become so dark." Wang Xiangdong beside her smiled and nodded.

"Haha," Jiang Dapao laughed heartily, "This is Hei who won the battle!"

Duan Jinshu raised his glass and said, "Come on, let's have a toast to the president's triumphant return!"

"Wait a minute," Chen hurriedly stopped him, "He just came back, he needs to take good care of himself and drink less."

Su Zhengyang looked at this table of relatives and friends, and his heart was warm. The iron-blooded commander on the battlefield just wanted to be an ordinary person at this moment and enjoy this warm moment with his family.

Little Hongan babbled in his mother's arms, making everyone at the table laugh.

This is their long-awaited reunion.

This is the ordinariness they dream of.

"Tell me about it," Yang Jiakai put down his chopsticks, his eyes shining, "the details of this expedition."

"Yes," Jiang Dapao couldn't wait any longer, "I heard that you guys flattened the Imperial Palace with heavy artillery outside Kyoto?"

Su Zhengyang drank a mouthful of soup and began to tell the story: "At the beginning, we landed on Kyushu Island. The SKULL Division and the Imperial Division attacked from both sides and took Nagasaki in three days..."

"Good!" Jiang Dapao slammed the table, "This is the strength of our Chinese army!"

"What happened next?" Wang Xiangdong also came over and asked, "I heard that you fought a great naval battle off the coast of Osaka?"

"That was the credit of the North Sea Fleet," Su Zhengyang continued, "Their main fleet was completely annihilated by us. When we arrived in Kyoto..."

"Wait!" Duan Jinshu interrupted, "Tell me the details of the execution of Emperor Rendong."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jiang Dapao rubbed his hands excitedly, "I heard that you asked the royal family members to kneel down and confess their guilt in public?"

Su Zhengyang was about to speak, but Yang Qiyue gently pulled his sleeve: "Don't say too much bloody things..." She pointed at the little Hongan in her arms.

"Haha," Yang Jiakai said with a smile, "Let him say that this is a glorious moment for our country!"

"Yes," Jiang Dapao raised his glass, "After so many years, we can finally hold our heads high!"

Su Zhengyang looked at these excited elders and continued to tell the story of the war, but he deliberately avoided too many cruel details and only talked about the strategic deployment and moments of victory.

Whenever I come to a wonderful point,

Everyone at the table will applaud.

This is the glory of China.

This is the pride of the nation.

"Damn it!" Jiang Dapao was so excited that his face turned red. He punched the table and said, "I've been waiting for this day all my life!"

"Uncle Jiang, speak softly." Duan Jinshu reminded him and looked at Xiao Hongan, but his eyes were also shining with tears of excitement.

"Let him listen!" Jiang Dapao was even more excited, "Let the kids know how tough we Chinese are from an early age!" He stood up, his voice choking: "Thinking back then, those damn guys were showing off their power on our land, and how many Chinese were bullied by them..."

"Yes..." Yang Jiakai's eyes also turned red, "I remember that at that time, the Japanese in the northern border did not have to dismount when they saw the Chinese..."

"What about now?" Jiang Dapao gnashed his teeth, "Now their emperor has to kneel before us! Their princes have to lick our boots! Damn it, this is called revenge!"

Duan Jinshu wiped his eyes gracefully: "I remember when I was a child, my grandfather often told me that the biggest regret in his life was that he could not see China become strong..."

"What a pity..." Yang Jiakai sighed, "Many old friends left with this regret."

&34;But we saw it!&34; Jiang's cannons roared louder, &34;We saw those bastards hanged on the city walls, saw their shrines burned to ashes, saw...&34;

Chen gently reminded: "Mr. Jiang, the child is still young..."

"Oh, yes, yes," Jiang Dapao stopped talking, "I was too excited."

Duan Jinshu raised his glass and said, "This glass is for the rise of China."

"Cheers to China!" Yang Jiakai also stood up.

"Cheers to those old friends!" Jiang Dapao choked up, "It's a pity that they didn't see this day..."

"Everyone," Su Zhenghong suddenly said, "I remember my father holding Zhengyang's hand before he died and saying that we must make China strong..."

The table suddenly became quiet.

"Dad," Su Zhengyang looked at the ceiling and said in a low voice, "Did you see it in heaven? Your son did it..."

Yang Qiyue hugged her husband gently. Xiao Hongan seemed to feel the solemn atmosphere and stopped making a fuss.

"Why are you crying!" Jiang Dapao wiped his face and said, "You should be so happy! China has finally stood up! Those countries that look down on us should think twice!"

"Yes," Duan Jinshu said with a gentle smile, "This is just the beginning. China's future will be even more brilliant."

Everyone at the table raised their glasses.

this moment,

They thought of all the comrades who had shed blood for China.

Thinking of all the old friends who didn't make it to this day,

Reminded me of those humiliating past events.

And now,

Everything is different.

China has finally become strong.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone in the room was a little drunk.

"Do you know?" Jiang Dapao held his wine glass, puffed his beard and glared, "Back in the day in the northern border, I dared to charge into the enemy's artillery array alone!"

"Oh," Duan Jinshu smiled and shook his head, "Old Jiang, you are bragging again. We were clearly brothers in the same company that time..."

"Bullshit!" Jiang Dapao slammed the table and said, "I was leading the way myself. You, Old Duan, were still in the logistics department at that time!"

"Brother Jiang," Duan Jinshu retorted calmly, "I was in the front-line staff at that time..."

"General Staff?" Jiang Dapao sneered, "You are just armchair strategists..."

"Okay, okay," Yang Jiakai said with a smile, "We are all doing our part for the country."

Su Zhengyang felt warm in his heart as he watched these noisy elders. These were all old stories he had heard since he was a child. Every time they drank, these elders would repeatedly talk about the glorious years in the northern border.

"Old Jiang," Duan Jinshu raised his glass, "I still admire your drive when I think about it now."

"That's right," Jiang Dapao said, his face flushed with alcohol, "but you have also made great contributions in the General Staff..."

Yang Qiyue looked at the drunken men and shook her head helplessly: "They are all drunk."

"Let them drink," Chen said lovingly, "After so many years, today we can finally hold our heads high."

Su Zhenghong also laughed and said: "Yes, they have been looking forward to this day for these years."

Jiang Dapao started to tell the story of the battle again, dancing and gesticulating. Duan Jinshu kept saying that he was exaggerating, but his eyes were full of smiles. Yang Jiakai occasionally interjected to smooth things over for the two old friends.

Su Zhengyang just watched quietly, raising his glass from time to time to agree.

These old people in northern Xinjiang,

Once protected China in the most difficult years,

Now I have finally waited until this moment.

Seeing their excitement,

Su Zhengyang knew that

It's all worth it.

For these lovely elders,

For the glory of China,

It's all worth it.