Datang: God-level son-in-law, salted fish will become stronger

They no longer have the courage to fight against the Tang army.

I just want to escape here quickly, escape back to the grassland, and escape as far away from Datang as possible.

The war lasted all night before it ceased.

When the sun quietly rises from the horizon.

When the earth returns to silence.

In the mountain forest path, dead bodies have long been strewn across the field, blood has flowed into rivers, and it has turned into a purgatory on earth.

The blood gathered into a trickling stream, gurgling and flowing.

The smell of blood lingered for dozens of miles.

"My son-in-law, my son-in-law..."

Cheng Yaojin, Yu Chigong, and Li Jing ran towards Qin Mu, with uncontrollable joy on their faces.

"My son-in-law, we have won, we have won!"

Cheng Yaojin stepped forward and gave Qin Mu a big bear hug.

He was so excited.

"Cough cough..." Qin Mu coughed and said with a light smile, "General Cheng, if your strength is stronger, my bones will be broken."

"Hey..." Cheng Yaojin raised his eyebrows and twitched, and said with a smile, "My son-in-law, your flying arrow last night was really handsome, and it's unbelievable that you blocked Jieli Khan's throat with one arrow."

"Cheng Fatty, take it easy, can the son-in-law resist your hug?" Yu Chigong ran over and scolded.

Li Jing looked into Qin Mu's eyes, full of respect.

"My son-in-law, you really dare to lead 500 people to behead Xieli. I am deeply impressed by you."

As the military god of the Tang Dynasty, Li Jing has been on the battlefield for so many years, but he has never convinced a few people.

But Qin Mu definitely counted as one.

Leading [-] soldiers, rushing to the [-] army formation, sealing their throats with one arrow, surpassing the past and the present.

"Hehe, good luck..."

"For the people of Tang Dynasty, we can only fight."

Qin Mu responded calmly.

He didn't show the slightest arrogance for shooting Xieli.

Seeing Qin Mu's appearance, the respect of several people deepened.

Defeating the Turks and beheading Jieli, Qin Mu's name will last forever for this one battle alone.

But he didn't care.

Yuchi Gong echoed from the side.

"Boss, it's a pity that you didn't see it yesterday."

"My son-in-law's arrow is simply the power of ghosts and gods."

"150 steps, passing through the throat, that scene is still printed in my mind."

"That's right." Cheng Yaojin sighed, "Young Lord Rengui's archery skills are also superb, his arrow pierced through five Turkic barbarians abruptly."

"If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people blocking it, Jieli would have died under the arrow of Rengui Xiaolangjun."

Li Jing looked aside at his eldest disciple Su Dingfang, then at Xue Rengui and Wang Xuance, his eyes were full of love for talents.

He could see it in this battle.

What kind of guards are these two, Qin Mu, each of them is a general guarding one side.

He really couldn't figure it out.

Where did Qin Mu recruit these two people?

It's fine with your own literary and martial arts, but why are the two guards doing the same.

Qin Mu looked at Li Jing, and changed the subject, "Chief Manager, Jie Li is dead now, and his [-] troops will either die or flee, what should we do next?"

Hearing this, Li Jing had no choice but to smile bitterly: How should I do it?What do you do after everything is done by you?

"Hehe..." Li Jing said with a smile: "The various Turkic ministries are not in harmony with each other. Once Jieli dies, the Turkic army will collapse in an instant."

"It won't be long before they will evacuate on their own."

"My son-in-law, you should be the first in this battle."

Qin Mu didn't care, "It doesn't matter whether the first person is the first, as long as the people of Tang Dynasty can avoid the suffering of the war, that is the best thing."

Fame and fortune are indifferent to Qin Mu.

He neither wants to be an official in the court, nor does he want to join the army as a general.

I just want to go back to Chang'an City to sell wine and return to Mangya Village to farm.

After cleaning the battlefield, it was already late at night.

After rushing thousands of miles and fighting fiercely all night, the soldiers were already exhausted.

Qin Mu and the others rested for another night before rushing back to Jingzhou City.

Li Jing has also sent a fast horse to deliver the victory report to Chang'an.

When Qin Mu, Li Jing and others led their troops back to Jingzhou City, the Turkic army fifty miles away had already withdrawn.

Jingzhou City.

Dudufu.

Chamber.

"If it weren't for the conditions, I really want to run thousands of miles, go straight to the Turkic camp, and drive the bastards to the west of the desert."

When Cheng Yaojin got the news of the Turkic withdrawal, he cursed loudly.

"Come on, Fatty Cheng." Yu Chigong sneered at the side, "If it wasn't for the son-in-law to turn the tide, you might be lying in which pit."

At this moment, the two finally got in the mood to joke around.

"Captain Yu, since the Turks have retreated, we will lead our army back to the court, and we will leave the work of rebuilding Jingzhou to you."

In the conference hall, Li Jing looked at Yu Hongxing and said.

Yu Hongxing nodded and said: "Don't worry, Chief Manager, reconstruction is easier than war, but it's just a pain for the people who have been violated."

"My son-in-law, do you have anything else to explain?" Li Jing turned to look at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu shook his head, "No."

Li Jing said: "Okay, then let's take a rest and leave for the court after noon."

Several people were talking, when there was a sudden noise outside the house.

Just as Xiao Lei was about to go out to find out, a soldier broke in.

"Yu Dudu, the people of Jingzhou City gathered outside the mansion, saying that they want to see the son-in-law."

"To see the son-in-law?" Yu Hongxing frowned slightly, "Tell the people, the son-in-law is very tired after several days of fighting, so it is not suitable to see guests."

"Captain, I've said all this." The soldier looked embarrassed, "But the common people just don't listen, because they are afraid that the son-in-law will leave without saying goodbye, so there is no way to thank them in person."

Hearing this, Qin Mu stood up, "It's okay, I'll go out and have a look."

After saying that, Qin Mu got up and went out of the mansion, and several people followed him.

creak.

Push open the mansion door.

The people of Jingzhou have already surrounded the Governor's Mansion to a great extent.

"My son-in-law, thank you for saving the people of Jingzhou from the fire and water."

"My son-in-law, thank you for saving the people of Jingzhou from the fire and water."

......

Seeing Qin Mu coming out, the people knelt down one after another.

He is the biggest benefactor of Jingzhou City.

"Folks, what are you doing, you're going to beat me up again."

Qin Mu hurried forward and helped the person in front.

"My son-in-law, we didn't bring anything this time, so we just want to see you again, so that the children in Jingzhou City will remember the face of my son-in-law and our great benefactor in Jingzhou city."

"Without you, there would be nothing but dead souls in Jingzhou City."

An old man in sixties came forward tremblingly, looking at Qin Mu with moist eyes.

Chapter 78: The news of entering the capital shocked the whole city (4/5)

Outside Chang'an City.

The postmen returning from the Battle of Qishan are heading towards Chang'an, speeding like lightning.

"Great victory in Qizhou, great victory in Qizhou, son-in-law Qin Mu personally led the army, defeated Jieli, and defeated the [-] Turkic army in the Qishan Mountains. Our army won a complete victory."

"The Great Victory in Qizhou..."

The postman galloped on the official road while shouting loudly.

Although his voice was hoarse, he could still hear his excitement.

"His Royal Highness, did you hear that? The great victory in Qizhou, it seems...it seems to be news from the son-in-law." The servant girl Ling'er listened to the shouts of the postmen on the official road, and murmured.

boom.

The scoop of porridge in Xiangcheng's hand came out, and his eyes flashed with emotion.

The ladle fell to the ground, and the porridge inside splashed onto Xiangcheng's clothes.

"Qin Mu..."

Xiangcheng murmured in a low voice.

"Oh, Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Ling'er hastily took out her handkerchief and wiped Xiangcheng's clothes.

Xiangcheng sold all the jewelry and took out all his private money.

All the money was used to buy food and grass.

Part of it was transported to the front line to support the soldiers of various armies.

Some of them stayed in Gyeonggi-do and built sheds in various places to provide porridge to solve the problem of food and clothing for the refugees.

Xiangcheng took off the cumbersome silk and satin, put on a waistcoat, and wore plain clothes. He lived in the countryside and gave porridge to the people on time every day.

Although she knows that what she has done is far from enough, although she knows that what she has done is nothing.

But Xiangcheng only wanted to contribute her meager strength to this war.

After a pause, Xiangcheng hurriedly picked up the ladle on the ground, and poured the porridge that hadn't spilled out into her bowl.

"Your Highness, what are you doing, this porridge..."

Ling'er looked at Xiangcheng's actions with doubts on her face.

"It's okay." Xiangcheng replied flatly, "Wars are raging everywhere, food is in short supply, besides, this porridge is not dirty, I'll be fine after a while."

Ling'er looked at Xiangcheng in surprise.

This...

Is this still the princess who is as indifferent as smoke and does not eat the fireworks of the world?

The surrounding soldiers and common people were full of admiration when they saw such a pure and frugal Princess Xiangcheng.

There are very few such princesses.

In history, most princesses lived an extremely extravagant life, with jewels and jewels, luxurious clothes, delicacies from mountains and seas, and contented themselves with pleasure.