After entering the camp for more than ten years, the Xiaolin Army received the first holy decree since the start of the war, and it was also the first holy decree of reward since the start of the war.

Mu Changchuan knelt in front with his two children, and there were several cronies behind him, including Xia Qingchen.

"The edict said," the eunuch who issued the edict read the edict in a long voice, "Yihe's matter is really a great achievement, Mu Zijin and Xia Qingchen smashed the Beiwu conspiracy and killed the vanguard generals, which is indispensable." In particular, Mu Zijin, the second son of the Mu family, and Xia Qingchen, the son of Xia Ze, are the lieutenants of Zhenwei from Liupin, and they are here. ”

Xia Qingchen fell to the ground and raised his voice, "The ministers are grateful, long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

But the person in front of him didn't speak for a long time, Xia Qingchen raised his head slightly, and called in a low voice, "Ah Jin." ”

Mu Zijin was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Zijin went to intercept and kill, just because he was a citizen of Dachen, he didn't dare to receive the reward." ”

Xia Qingchen almost didn't jump up, but he didn't dare to be presumptuous at this time, raising his head to look at the figure of the person in front of him.

Mu Zijin continued, "Zijin implores Your Majesty to take back his life, Zijin is ashamed. ”

Mu Changchuan also answered, "Father-in-law, Zijin is a descendant of my Mu family, and it is natural to share worries for the country, but I really don't dare to receive more rewards." ”

The eunuch was also stunned, estimating that he had never seen anyone refuse the reward, and after being stunned, he reacted, "In this case, Xiao Gongzi Xia, you should accept the order first." ”

Xia Qingchen respectfully accepted the holy decree, and the group stood up.

Mu Changchuan made a gesture of please, "I'm tired of talking about it in my father-in-law's account." ”

The eunuch bowed slightly, and took a step ahead; Mu Changchuan glared at Mu Zijin fiercely behind his back, and then followed in.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the verdict was out. Xia Qingchen was awarded the decree and served as the deputy staff member of the former army; Mu Zijin refused to accept the reward and hung up a position as a general.

After sending away the eunuch who issued the decree, because he needed to be familiar with military affairs, Xia Qingchen was left in the tent to discuss matters, and Mu Zijin went back to his tent to rest first.

Not long after, Mu Zijin's military tent was suddenly opened. Mu Zijin lazily lay on the blanket on his side, his left hand propped up his head to look at the visitor, and his right hand shook the scroll in his hand, "Why are you here?" Shouldn't you go to the front army to perform your duties? ”

"What are you thinking? The holy decree has been issued, and you are the captain of the sixth grade, why do you still refuse to be rewarded? Haven't you been waiting for this day? As soon as Xia Qingchen entered the tent, he shouted at the red figure.

"Tsk," Mu Zijin plucked out his ears, "Why are you shouting so loudly?" It's not like I can't hear it. ”

Xia Qingchen almost wanted to pull the person in front of him by the collar and lift it up, "Mu, Zi, Jin!" You give me an answer! ”

Mu Zijin sat up lazily, "I said that my father would not allow me to join the army." This time he hurriedly called me over so that I could accept the order in front of him, and he refused. ”

"Say no to a fart!" Xia Qingchen burst into foul language, "That's the holy decree!" If Your Majesty blames it, your Mu family's heads will not be enough to cut off! ”

Mu Zijin looked at him with his cheeks raised, "What are you talking about?" Your Majesty, he has the ability, and now he will kill all the people of my Mu family. Do you think that in addition to our Mu family, who else can lead the troops to resist the Northern Martial Arts in the Manchu Dynasty? If he really kills us, Dachen will also die. ”

"You!" This sentence was really rebellious, so panicked that Xia Qingchen rushed over and covered her mouth, "You dare to say this!" ”

Mu Zijin stretched out his hand and removed his hand, "There are no soldiers outside my tent, and no one else can hear me." Besides, I'm not wrong, the two armies are fighting, whether I accept the order or refuse the reward, Your Majesty will not blame us now, at most I will issue an order to reprimand us. Besides, declining rewards is not a bad thing. ”

Xia Qingchen was so angry with him that he was almost ready to scold.

Mu Zijin casually flipped through the scroll in his hand, "My Mu family has been stationed at the border for generations, with outstanding merits, being awarded the title of Marquis, and holding military power, the Xiaolin Army was founded by the ancestors, and now Xiaolin is more handsome than the emperor." Now, my father is in charge of Xiaolin, and my brother has also joined the camp as a young marshal, and I have made great contributions, and the Mu family is even more popular. Such a Mu family, do you think Your Majesty can rest assured? If I refuse the reward now, although some people may say that I am proud of my achievements, but for Your Majesty, if I refuse to accept the reward, it means that I will not be in charge of the army, and more or less, I can eliminate some of the fears. ”

Xia Qingchen pointed at him, he couldn't say a word in his mouth, and after holding it for a long time, he finally cleared his mind, "So you don't care about anything like this?" Are you ready to enter the profession? ”

"Prepare," Mu Zijin looked at Xia Qingchen with a strange expression, "What are you thinking?" Why don't I get into the job? ”

"What about you!"

"Light dust? You've got your brain caught in the door, haven't you figured it out yet? I ask you, why did His Majesty decree a reward this time? ”

"Because I killed Yihe with you!"

"That's a meritorious service, so there's a reward, right?"

"That's right!" Xia Qingchen went crazy, "What the hell do you want to say?!" ”

Mu Zijin looked helpless, patted his forehead hard, and pointed at him, "I really want to cut you out to see what you have in your head." I refused the reward, but it can't be said that I won't be rewarded for my merits, so my father will definitely give me an empty name, na, isn't this just a general for me. As long as you are in the army, it is only a matter of time before you make meritorious contributions. ”

"You, you..." Xia Qingchen pointed at him and held back his words, flicked his sleeves one last time, and walked out of the tent.

Mu Zijin was still sitting, holding his cheeks and looking at the back of the person, with a hint of a smile in his words, "You wait for me in the front army, I will go soon." ”

Xia Qingchen didn't look back, "You said that I was my adjutant, this is the only exception." ”

The curtain fell, and the corners of Mu Zijin's lips gradually hooked, and everything was going according to plan: first, he planned to kill Yihe; and then deliberately did not change the handwriting and wrote a letter to let Xia Qingchen send it to his father, not to mention anything else, if his father and brother can't recognize his handwriting, then it's a hell; Then it was logical to be taken to the camp, and the battle report arrived in Beijing and His Majesty issued a decree to reward him; Refusal of rewards is also part of the plan, and a refusal of a meritorious service can be said to be pride, so is it still called pride in merit and pride in refusing rewards multiple times? What happens if the meritorious are not rewarded? In just three or three times, he can be "forced" to ascend to the throne, and he will not only have a reputation for not loving fame, but also have a reputation for treating meritorious heroes to His Majesty, the best of both worlds.

Tsk, when I watched the palace fighting drama in my last life or something, I played with people's hearts? Heh, then play. Mu Zijin chuckled.

Since that day, Mu Zijin, who is a general of the Chinese army, has followed his father every day, although if the Chinese army and the enemy clash with the enemy, they will rush ahead, but after all, that kind of situation is relatively rare, and the other three armies are usually mobilized at any time. Besides, even if the Chinese army needs to be dispatched alone, Mu Changchuan does not agree with Mu Zijin to lead the troops, the reason is that their family knows it, but in the eyes of others, it is not necessarily.

The other generals and commanders are inevitably a little upset for Mu Zijin in private, after all, no matter what, he is also a general of Xiaolin, so it is a little bad not to let people go to the front line like this, but after thinking about it, these two are father and son, and they can't intervene in anything, so they have to give up.

This lasted for the entire winter until the beginning of spring of the following year.

After the early engagement between the two armies, both sides suffered losses; Up to now, the places where the two armies are stationed are getting closer and closer, so the two sides simply made a war letter, agreed on a time, and prepared for the battle.

After learning the news, although Mu Zijin didn't say anything in front of people, he was overjoyed when he returned to his tent. Killing enemy soldiers is just an ordinary merit, but the battle is different, it is a battle before the battle.

Three days later, the two armies met.

The two sides started a battle, and it was really a banner in the air, and the murderous atmosphere was permeated. Dachen Xiaolin's standard armor is Xuanyi Xuanjia, and the killing intent is awe-inspiring; Beiwu is brown robe and black armor, and the momentum it brings is as heavy as the earth.

The previous few months of fighting between the two sides could only be regarded as a small fight, because the casualties were basically not mainly non-commissioned officers, and the officers who could be called generals and above were not damaged, of course, except for the vanguard general Yihe who was in Tianbei in Beiwu.

Because Beiwu has already broken a general, the other generals are inevitably a little unhappy in their hearts, thinking that this battle will kill a few heads to increase morale, so as soon as the two armies are in good formation, Beiwu will have a commander who fights out of the horse, and the tip of the knife reaches Mu Changchuan, the commander of Xiaolin.

"Xia Qingchen, Mu Zijin, you have set up a treacherous plan to kill my martial general, and today I will behead you to commemorate our deceased heroes!"

Mu Zijin waited for this time, and without waiting for Mu Changchuan to ask who should fight, he rode out of the battle and went to kill the general.

King Jing Ceyu sat on his horse and watched the battle, when he saw a young man in red coming out of the battle. The young man, not wearing heavy armor, but only a red soft armor, a red robe like fire, rolled towards the system.

One block, one pick, the two sides immediately separated again, Mu Zijin drove his horse back into battle, and in the middle of the confrontation between the two armies, the corpse of the Northern Military Commander rolled down from the horse.

"Bastard!" An angry roar came from the Northern Martial Formation, and a staff general rushed out.

It's still a move, Mu Zijin will be killed under the horse in the future!

This time, Jing Ceyu's eyes became solemn, "Who is the red-clothed general?" ”

The cronies beside him thought for a while, "I haven't heard of any red-clothed generals in the Xiaolin Army... The only general Xiaolin I have never seen is the second son of the Mu family, Mu Zijin. ”

"Mu, Zi, Jin..." Jing Ceyu's eyes were solemn, such a fierce general, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with.

Mu Zijin still stood outside the formation with a knife, indicating that he continued to accept the challenge.

Jing Ceyu's lips moved slightly, "Let the two commanders test the water." ”

The cronies turned around with a gesture, and the two commanders came out on horseback, carrying knives and guns and rushing over at Mu Zijin.

At this moment, the generals of the Xiaolin Army quit and were about to go to support, when they heard Mu Changchuan say lightly, "You don't have to help him, just watch it." ”

Two to one, not to mention that the opponent is the Northern Martial Arts who founded the country with martial arts, for a while, the three horses were entangled, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Beiwu saw that neither of them could take her, but another general joined the battle group, and this time it became three to one.

Even if it is three to one, Mu Zijin is still at ease and does not fall behind at all.

Xia Qingchen over there was anxious, "Ah Jin, I'm here to help you!" With a roar, he urged his crotch mount and rushed over.

Seeing that Xia Qingchen had already come out of the battle, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and the sword technique in his hand suddenly became more powerful, it turned out that even if it was a pair of three, Mu Zijin still did not show his true strength.

Mu Changchuan saw this scene, the soldiers of the Xiaolin Army saw it, and the people of Beiwu also saw it.

Jing Ceyu's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, but he didn't count Mu Zijin after thousands of calculations. Now it is also difficult to recover, Ming Jin is impossible, these three generals are already difficult to parry in the face of Mu Zijin who has used all his strength, and if there is another Xia Qingchen, these three people are afraid that they will have to break again.

Faced with the sudden and fierce attack, the three of them suddenly began to scramble.

At this time, Xia Qingchen carried a gun to kill, and when they met, they immediately picked off a member of the general; and Mu Zijin matched the color, Mu Zijin collected the knife to pick, and the two of them stabbed the remaining two enemy generals off their horses at the same time.

Sitting down and neighing upright, Mu Zijin and Xia Qingchen stood side by side, really a young general and full of spirit.

Jing Ceyu looked at the two people, one red and one white, his eyes full of anger.

The soldiers of the Northern Martial Arts saw that several of their generals died on the spot, and panic began to appear in the formation.

On the other hand, the morale of the Xiaolin Army was high, and those who were still dissatisfied with Mu Zijin and Xia Qingchen were all impressed, watching the two of them be high-spirited, their blood was surging, and the shouts shook the sky.

Mu Changchuan's eyebrows and eyes were full of pride, and he raised his long knife and pointed at the Beiwu army, "Drum sound!" Sortie! ”

The drums of war sounded, the shouts of killing sounded, and for a while, the two sides fought, officially kicking off.