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

'When will the world be at peace?'

Qin Haotian, who was once a knight-errant, has climbed towering mountains, crossed endless desert plains, visited the flourishing capital city of Nanze, and the dilapidated and dilapidated mountain city of Mobei.

But no matter where you are, there will always be injustice. There are many evil bandits in Mobei, who bully men and women. In addition to them, there is a group of foreigners who burn, kill, rob and abuse, and commit many evils. Is it much better in the capital? It seems not to be the case. Although there is no big evil, small evil is also evil.

The most widespread evil is war.

As a knight-errant, he can wield a sword to kill villains and can also join a bandit group alone, but he cannot save the millions of people who are displaced and suffering from hunger and cold due to the war.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he dropped his sword and picked up his gun, went into the military camp, and decided to end the war with war.

This led to the later Red-Eyed General. Because the soldiers under his command were brave and courageous, all the soldiers under Qin Haotian were later called the "Red Flame Army".

This is exactly homophonic with "red eyes", and the word "flame" is even more worthy of its name. The soldiers of the Red Flame Army are like boiling fire, and they can always burst out unparalleled power on the battlefield. On the road of defending their homes and countries, when they overcome difficulties, they rely on unimaginable willpower. They use knives, guns, and hard fists, and use their lives as fuel, burning like flames until the last drop of hot blood is shed.

Do you think that the blazing fire will be extinguished if you lose your life? No! Like a prairie fire, the successors rushed forward and not only did the fire not go out, but it became even more vigorous. That is why the Red Flame Army was able to sweep the enemy and let the fire sweep across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Within the thousands of feet of light and flames, rotten bones grew heavy with flesh, and under the ashes of the raging fire, Nirvana was reborn.

As the commander of the Red Flame Army, the drastic change from a ranger to a general did not bring any changes to Qin Haotian. He was still himself.

But at the beginning, it was just the courage of one person, but now, it is "in his prime, with flags and banners leading ten thousand men, riding across the river in brocade robes." (Note 1)

Despite his continuous military exploits and repeated suppression by the imperial court, Qin Haotian and the Red Flame Army's influence continued to grow. Therefore, even though his rank was not high, within Daqian, Qin Haotian had a hundred followers. Therefore, everyone knew that this Red-eyed God General was a true hero, and every battle he fought was for the people of Daqian.

So, it would be an honor to follow such a true hero and fight alongside him, even if it means burning up one's life!

Therefore, the Chiyan Army can survive and become the most powerful army in Daqian.

And tonight, at this moment.

When the pair of fiery eyes came into view, Xiao Changge was shocked, knowing that he had finally met the great hero whom he had admired for so long.

Qin Haotian came with his hands behind his back, striding forward with his head held high, his face sullen, and an air of majesty that came from not even being angry.

"Uncle Qin." Several voices rang out in unison, and the two sons and one daughter of the Zhang family walked towards Qin Haotian at the same time.

Little Changge stood there in a daze, having transformed from the ferocious little tiger into a docile little kitten. She timidly clutched the corner of her clothes, her eyes wandering.

Jin Jiande, who had been smiling, suddenly had a tense expression. He stood up straight in an instant, suddenly dropped his arms, pursed his lips tightly together without uttering a word, and stood stiffly on the ground.

Qin Ze rubbed his cheek and complained to Qin Haotian: "Didn't you see there was a martial arts competition? What are you yelling about?"

"I got hit in vain."

As he said this, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Changge. Seeing her like this, Qin Ze said with a smile: "What's wrong? Little Princess? You seem to be so reserved."

Xiao Changge raised her head slightly, knitted her thin eyebrows together, and glared at Qin Ze fiercely.

It was not that she was annoyed by his teasing remarks, but Xiao Changge felt that he was disrespectful to his elders and actually spoke to his father like that. Even if they were father and son, they should not say such things.

At this moment, laughter and scolding came from far away:

"You little brat, you only learned some basic Kung Fu, and you're trying to show off in front of the little princess? You're so shameless, you're not like me at all!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Xiao Changge turned around and saw the great hero whom she had admired for a long time approaching her. He was smiling, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, but his big copper-bell eyes were still red, and a layer of fine lines accumulated at the corners of his eyes.

"I'm so sorry. I drank a little too much with some good friends at noon, and I fell asleep as soon as I came back."

"If the little princess has anything to teach me, just tell me and I'll go to the palace. There's no need for you to come in person." Qin Haotian walked to Xiao Changge's side, bent down and said.

Xiao Changge blushed, she raised her head hastily, gestured and said incoherently:

"No...it's okay."

"Really? I hope the little princess doesn't blame me." Qin Haotian blinked, took a half step forward, and said with a low laugh, "The little princess is quite skilled."

"But my boy is a scoundrel. He has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. You won't get any advantage if you compete with him."

"But that punch just now was a good one, but it was off-target. If it had been on his chin, this kid would have definitely slept like a dead pig tonight."

"Next time you want to defeat your opponent quickly, remember, hit him in the chin, hehe."

As these words were spoken, the burly figure in front of him and the fiery eyes that made people dare not look directly at them, lost all their sharpness and edge.

Little Changge opened his mouth, feeling that this great hero, who was famous throughout the world and made the enemy tremble in fear, was so easy-going.

The tone of his voice was just like that of Song Ma's deceased husband. Every time he delivered fresh vegetables to the mansion, he always spoke gently and humorously, like a spring breeze. And the General Hu Wei in front of him seemed to be the same.

Xiao Changge's nervousness, uneasiness and restraint were all melted away at this moment. She grinned and started to giggle.

"Okay!" she agreed with a smile.

"What are you mumbling about?" Qin Ze walked over, rubbing his face.

"I told you that you have only a few kung fu skills and yet you dare to show off. What do you think? Did your teeth get knocked out?" Qin Haotian stood up and said to his son with a smile.

Qin Ze rolled his eyes: "Do you really want to see your son suffer?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Haotian suddenly made a move and grabbed Qin Ze to his side. He hugged his son's shoulders tightly, like an eagle catching a chick. He rubbed his son's cheek with his fist and said with a smile: "Good son, your father can't bear to see you get hurt, so I'll rub it for you."

Qin Ze grimaced in pain and struggled desperately, shouting:

"It hurts, okay! Take your hand away!"

"You little brat, you're so sissy. You cried out in pain just from a little girl's punch. Won't you be a weakling on the battlefield in the future?" Qin Haotian still didn't let go and smiled as he rubbed his son's face with his sandbag-sized fist.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Changge and the others all laughed.

Qin Ze was really not worthy of this fatherly love that was too strong. His face finally turned red and he shouted, "Do this to me again! I will take revenge on you in the future!"

"Oh? How do you want to retaliate?" Qin Haotian loosened his grip slightly and asked with a smile.

Qin Ze seized this opportunity and got out of his father's arms like a loach. After running a few steps away, he looked at his father and said with a smile:

"Just wait. I will definitely not take care of you when you are old. I think you may live a peaceful life."

Qin Haotian didn't care, waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, kid, you don't need to serve me."

"A father will never grow old!"

After hearing this, Qin Ze laughed loudly: "You are just bragging. Everyone will get old, and you are no exception."

Qin Haotian looked at him, and after two breaths, he slowly opened his mouth and said with a smile:

"Before I grow old as a father, I will die on the battlefield in some battle."

After these words were spoken, all the laughter stopped at this moment, and Qin Ze was no exception. He still opened his mouth, but his face suddenly became stiff.

"Well, that should be the case." Qin Haotian added with a smile, as if he was talking about something insignificant.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze in an instant, and everyone's face looked bad. Only Qin Haotian still looked normal, even relaxed and leisurely.

But the next moment.

"Old man! Don't tell such jokes!" Qin Ze's face suddenly turned red and he pointed at his father and shouted.

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Note 1: Excerpted from [Xin Qiji·Queqiaotian·In My Prime, I Embrace Ten Thousands of Men with My Flags]

"In my prime, I led thousands of men under banners. I crossed the Yangtze River in my brocade robes. At night, the soldiers of Yan prepared their silver halberds, and the arrows of Han flew towards Jin Pu Gu in the morning. Recalling the past, I sigh at my present self. The spring breeze does not stain my white beard. I exchanged my ten thousand-word strategy for the book on planting trees from my neighbor."