Chapter 354: 30,000 Iron Cavalry, Surely Can Conquer the World
Mu Qing thought about it for two days, and finally put on his white armor and returned to the court.
Da da da!
Step by step, the hearts of Manchao Wenwu trembled.
The civil servants who had just threatened to surrender all lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Mu Qing. Although Mu Qing had only been a general for two years, his power had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
The monarch Ying Qianjun stood up involuntarily and looked at Mu Qing walking from outside the palace, his eyes welling up. The moment he saw Mu Qing, Ying Qianjun knew that the Fenglai Kingdom would definitely be able to survive the disaster.
"The last general, Mu Qing, has met your Majesty."
Mu Qing walked to the center of the hall, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said.
"General, please wake up quickly."
Ying Qianjun has always retained Mu Qing's position as general and prince.
Mu Qing stood up slowly, with a calm expression. When he came today, he sorted out the armor from a pile of groceries, washed himself thoroughly, and shaved off the stubble on his face.
At this moment, Mu Qing is wearing white armor and looks heroic.
Mu Qing glanced at the officials. No one dared to look at him and bent over in fear.
"The general's return will surely solve the foreign troubles."
Ying Qianjun believes that Mu Qing has this ability, just like before, he can shock all the countries in the world.
"The final general will only need 30,000 cavalry to defeat the invading enemy."
Mu Qing put forward his request.
"Don't say thirty thousand, I'll give you one hundred thousand."
Ying Qianjun was very excited, he finally waited for someone who could turn the tide.
"Thirty thousand is enough."
It's not about having many soldiers, but about being elite. Mu Qing is confident that 30,000 elite soldiers are enough to suppress the enemy and intimidate the world.
"Come here, take out the snow lance."
Ying Qianjun turned to the soldiers in the hall and said.
Soon, two soldiers came to the main hall carrying a silver spear. This silver spear was named Xueli. It had accompanied Mu Qing in the north and south, and was stained with the blood of countless enemies.
Because Miss Pipa died, Mu Qing went crazy on the spot, threw the Xueli gun at the door of Yuxiang Garden, and disappeared.
The Xueli Spear weighs one hundred and sixty kilograms and is completely white. It has a beautiful pattern of mountains and rivers carved on it. The lines are clear and flawless. The tip of the spear is made of fine steel, which can break heavy armor and is extremely sharp.
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Mu Qing picked up the Xueli Spear with one hand, and then lightly tapped the Xueli Spear on the ground, making a "booming" vibration sound, which frightened many civil servants into a cold sweat and turned pale.
"If the general can bring peace to the world, he will be the only king with a different surname in our Fenglai country."
Ying Qianjun made a heavy promise and hoped that Mu Qing would go all out.
Mu Qing was indifferent to the temptation of power and said indifferently: "This battle is over, and the general has only one request."
"General, please speak."
Ying Qianjun's heart tightened, fearing that Mu Qingshi would open his mouth. However, given the current situation in Fenglai Country, no one except Mu Qing could take the lead.
"After this battle is over, I plan to remove my armor and will no longer be able to serve you."
Mu Qing said in a deep voice.
"What?" Ying Qianjun was startled. He originally thought that Mu Qing had more intentions, but who knew this was the case: "Why is General like this?"
"The responsibility shouldered by the last general ends here. From now on, the rise and fall of Fenglai Country will have nothing to do with the last general."
Mu Qing fought this battle for herself and did not want to leave any regrets in her heart.
"General..." Ying Qianjun wanted to say something else.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to say more, the general has made up his mind."
Mu Qing interrupted Ying Qianjun's words and expressed his will.
Afterwards, Mu Qing bowed to Ying Qianjun, held the Xueli gun in his hand, turned around and stepped out of the Jinluan Hall.
All the officials were confused and couldn't understand Mu Qing's behavior at all.
Some officials wondered, did the general have other deep intentions?
In fact, Mu Qing had no other plans, he just wanted to cut off the cause and effect with Feng Lai Country.
On the same day, Mu Qing went to the Kyoto military camp to select elite soldiers and generals. After working hard all day, Mu Qing gathered 30,000 elite soldiers and everything was ready.
"Have you heard, the general is back!"
The capital was shaken, and there were voices of discussion in every corner.
"When the general returns, our country, Feng Lai, will be saved. We can definitely get through this difficulty."
Hundreds of thousands of people in the capital felt at ease and their eyes were full of hope.
"The general will be able to rule the world with his white horse and silver spear as he did back then."
The people of Feng Lai Kingdom could not sleep, looking forward to the day when the world would be peaceful and peaceful.
The next day, 30,000 troops gathered outside the capital.
The 30,000 elite soldiers are uniformed, with high fighting spirit and great morale. Because the person leading them on the expedition is a general, they will definitely be able to return to the court victorious.
To be able to fight on the battlefield with a great general would be an honor even if one dies.
Every soldier is not afraid of death and is willing to become a pawn under the general, charging into battle and staining the mountains and rivers with blood.
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight dispelled the darkness and fell on the vast land.
The general never showed up, and 30,000 elite soldiers were waiting. Even if the monarch Ying Qianjun stood on the city wall, he could not inspire the army.
Outside the capital, there was silence.
The soldiers were like sculptures, standing upright with sharp eyes.
"Where is the general?"
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty stood on the city wall, looking at the army outside the city, but there was no sign of the general.
"Hold on!"
Ying Qianjun believed that Mu Qing would not disappear suddenly and calmed down.
At this moment, Mu Qing drove his white horse all the way to a remote street in the capital.
There is a small wine shop here, located at the corner of the street, very inconspicuous.
Many pairs of eyes in the capital were staring at Mu Qing. They were very curious when they discovered that Mu Qing did not go outside the city, but came to a remote location in the city.
"What is the general doing?"
The spy passed the news to Ying Qianjun and the court officials.
All the officials were confused and full of doubts.
Mu Qing's white horse stopped at the door of the small wine shop, immediately attracting the people around him.
Hundreds of people poured out of their homes. After confirming that it was Mu Qing, they were shocked: "He is really the general."
"What is the general doing here?"
Everyone showed confusion and surprise.
Mu Qing ignored everyone's gaze and stepped straight into the small wine shop.
The shopkeeper of the small wine shop is called Uncle Ning, who is in his sixties. When Uncle Ning saw Mu Qing in white armor, he knelt down and said, "The common people pay homage to the general."
"No need to be polite." Mu Qing stretched out his hand to help Uncle Ning up, with a smile on his lips: "Uncle Ning, don't be nervous, I've been here for a drink before."
"Have you been here for a drink?" Uncle Ning was startled for a moment, and immediately thought of the beggar not long ago, with a look of horror on his face: "You are that...that..."
Uncle Ning hesitated to speak, for fear of saying the wrong thing and offending Mu Qing.
After guessing Mu Qing's identity, Uncle Ning planned to kneel down again and slap himself: "The little old man was blind and didn't recognize the general that day. If he offended the general in any way, please don't punish him."
"You are worrying too much." Mu Qing helped Uncle Ning up again, with soft eyes, which calmed down Uncle Ning's panic.
Mu Qing looked at Xu Changge who was standing not far away, striding like a star.