The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

That night, as Xiong Chun said, the war in Baili Plain was now at a stalemate, and they had to rush to help immediately.

Therefore, Jin Huan ordered Zhao Zheng, his capable deputy general, to lead half of the troops in Zhongnan Pass. Zhao Zheng knew that he had to go, and he also knew that the trip would be full of dangers.

But as a general, he could not disobey military orders, so he asked Jin Huan for orders, hoping to send more troops and horses.

After all, what awaits him next is bound to be a tough battle.

Jin Huan is in Zhongnan Pass, and the matter has nothing to do with him. He will not be killed, but he will have to face the rebels directly.

At Zhao Zheng's sincere request, Jin Huan wanted to suppress the rebels and let Zhao Zheng bring back the rebel heads to achieve great success, so he followed Zhao Zheng's advice.

Since then, two-thirds of the troops at Zhongnan Pass have gone away, and most of the remaining troops are Jin Huan's own soldiers. They are Jin Huan's most loyal defenders, and Jin Huan himself refuses to send them out.

More than 40,000 soldiers and horses were gathered, most of them light cavalry. They had been stationed at Zhongnan Pass for a long time and could be said to be recharging their strength.

When such a new force went to join the war, Jin Huan knew that this was the bargaining chip to break the balance.

With their joining, the rebels will be killed.

Regarding the dispatch of troops, he did not send anyone to deliver a letter to the court. The rebels needed reinforcements from the court before they died.

As for sending this strange army to suppress it, it will be great after the victory. It relieves His Majesty's worries. Needless to say, it will definitely be rewarded heavily.

On the tower, looking at the army in the distance, Jin Huan shouted:

"Zhao Zheng! Remember! We must take down the traitor's head!"

"I'm waiting for your triumphant return!!!"

At the forefront of the army, Zhao Zheng turned his head after hearing this, but his eyes were full of frost.

Being so far apart, he was not afraid of Jin Huan seeing him.

Jin Huan listened to Xiong Chun's words and asked him to lead the army to help. Didn't he know that there were many dangers? He was unwilling to put himself in danger, but let himself take credit for him.

After three years of working with him, we kept calling him "good brother", but at this moment, the words "good brother" have become a reminder of death. It's really ridiculous!

As for Xiong Chun's words, Zhao Zheng was dubious.

Even if it is true as Xiong Chun said, the rebels are weak and he leads the army to kill the rebels smoothly, then the credit does not belong to him.

Jin Huan's thoughts couldn't be simpler.

This so-called "good brother" who is so happy with his achievements and so reckless will surely take all the credit when he gets the traitor's head. The most he can do is follow behind and drink the soup.

And if the traitor cannot be killed successfully, everyone in his group may become the victims of Jin Huan's reckless move.

Looking at Xiong Chun leading the crowd in front, Zhao Zheng bit the corner of his lip.

At this point, he could only hope that what Xiong Chun said was true.

But no matter what, he was still unwilling to give in. It was absolutely wrong to send troops this time!

It's a pity that I don't have the right to speak!

With a sigh in his heart, Zhao Zheng raised his head, his eyes filled with loneliness.

The group of people gradually moved away, and Jin Huan on the tower also withdrew his gaze.

He yawned: "Next, just wait for them to come back."

Just when he said this, he suddenly chuckled:

"When the reinforcements arrive, if they see me carrying the traitor's head, I'm afraid...hehe."

He shook his head, smiled and went back to camp to sleep.

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The sun rises and sets, the night changes to day, and the day changes to stars.

Three days later, it was midnight again.

Zhongnan Pass, which had fallen into silence after not hearing news from Bailiyuan for a long time, fell into commotion again.

A crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on the ground. Outside Zhongnan Pass, which was covered with silver frost, a troop of soldiers and horses rushed towards them.

Under the frosty moonlight, the rumble of horse hooves made the defenders of the city tower widen their eyes in shock.

Soldiers had gone to wake Jin Huan up. Jin Huan hurriedly put on his armor and hurriedly climbed up the tower.

But in the darkness, they saw a cavalryman running in front, galloping forward with their horses and whips raised, and behind them, there were other infantrymen following.

Although there is moonlight, it is still dark in the middle of the night.

The number of soldiers and horses is difficult to see clearly with the naked eye, but when you see the soldiers and horses in front of them, there are thousands of them. The rest are vague in the darkness, and you can't really tell how many there are.

But it didn't matter, Jin Huan had a smile on his face.

Among the cavalry, the large banner fluttered in the wind, and in the light of the burning torch, the flag logo on it could not be clearer.

Those are your own soldiers and horses! That's one of our own!

At this time, a cry floated into the tower along with the biting wind.

"General! Fortunately, you have lived up to your command!"

"The last general...the last general has taken off the traitor's head!!!"

The cavalry had not yet reached the pass, so the sound coming from afar was not particularly loud, but at this moment, it exploded in Jin Huan's heart like thunder from the sky.

Jin Huan's eyes widened suddenly, and his whole body shook uncontrollably.

He seemed a little unsure. After all, in the past few days, he had been thinking about when Zhao Zheng would bring the traitor's head. It could be said that he had been thinking about it day and night.

Just now, while still sleeping, he even dreamed of this.

It is not an exaggeration to say that I think about it day by day and dream about it at night.

At this moment, he turned around quickly, grabbed the collar of the soldier on the side, and asked loudly: "Did you hear that? Are you talking about taking off the head of the traitor?"

The soldier was grabbed by the collar, and Jin Huan's majestic and powerful hands made him a little breathless, but even so, the joy could already be seen on the red face.

He gasped, "I heard it! General! I heard it!"

"It seems to be General Zhao's voice. He said he took the traitor's head!"

"We won! We won! We won!"

Jin Huan's eyes widened and he let go of his hand, but his hands were still trembling with excitement.

"Victory, victory."

"I won."

"I've got the traitor's head! I, Jin Huan...I, Jin Huan...have made an immortal contribution!"

The sound that came out of Jin Huan's trembling lips was not loud, even a trembling sound, but a joy that almost burst out of his body was about to explode his body.

For a long time, he had been worried about the imperial court, and the unstoppable rebels came all the way from Beiliang.

Today, at this time, on this hundred-mile plain.

He was suppressed by the reinforcements he sent, and successfully obtained the rebel's head!

"Om."

In the midst of ecstasy, Jin Huan's mind buzzed.

That face turned red rapidly, visible to the naked eye, and then, an explosion-like voice shouted from his mouth:

"Okay! Zhao Zheng! You are indeed my good brother!"

"You brought me the traitor's head! Hahaha!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said three good words in a row.

He impatiently put his hands on the battlements, leaned out, and continued to shout:

"Head! Where is the head! Zhao Zheng!"

In the distance, among the cavalry, Zhao Zheng's body was still stained with blood, and his beard and hair were messy.

Beside him, Xiong Chun followed silently on the left, and on the right was a man riding a red horse and holding a painted halberd.

He had no expression on his face and just followed him coldly without saying a word.

At this moment, Zhao was taking out from behind the horse's buttocks a human head covered in blood that he had prepared early in the morning.

He grabbed the black hair on the person's head and raised it above his head. The blood on the person's head flowed down his arms, and some fell on his head and face.

The moon was like frost, and the wind was raging and whistling.

Zhao Zheng waved the bloody human head, and his own face was stained blood red.

He grinned, not caring that the blood fell down his cheek into his mouth, and this made his face look even more terrifying.

His appearance is as crazy as a clown on the stage, and as ferocious as a ghost in prison.

But he just laughed crazily on his horse:

"General, I brought the head to you!"

"hahahahahahahaha!!!"

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pS: Dear readers, I am really sorry that there is only one chapter today.

On the way home, the young author had no choice but to stand because he didn't buy a ticket. The journey was long and long, and there were too many people in the car. I really couldn't calm down to code, and I also packed my luggage. I haven't saved the manuscript due to cleaning the room, so I can only post one chapter, and I'll resume it when I get home.

It was so difficult. I underestimated the number of people during the Spring Festival. I stood eating chicken feet and the little girl next to me kept watching me sucking my fingers. She was so cute, so I dedicated my chicken feet and bread to her. She He also gave me oranges, and we started laughing and chatting, which made me even less interested in typing.

I can't help it. It's inappropriate not to play with such a cute little girl. Please forgive me.

Whatever is missing, the author will make up for it next time! I hope you all understand, I love you!