It is already very difficult for Qing Guo Gong to deal with Qing Huai. What will happen if another Marquis appears?
Tong Guan did not wait for the emperor's reply before he went out to refute Duke Qing:
"Your Majesty, I believe that the war is not over yet and the party members have not retreated. It is too early to talk about rewards now."
"If you perform meritorious service, you should be rewarded heavily. Otherwise, wouldn't it chill the hearts of the soldiers?"
Qing Guo Gong said: "With the heavy reward at this time, the Tielin army will be grateful for the emperor's favor and fight bravely to kill the enemy and repel the enemy invaders."
"One battle does not represent the final result. The so-called arrogant soldiers will be defeated. At this time, there will be a heavy reward. If the Tielin Army is defeated, how will it end?"
Tong Guan also refused to give in.
"Old thief, are you cursing my Dakang soldiers?"
Duke Qing glared angrily: "Your Majesty, Tong Guan has evil intentions and deceives the court. Please give an order to kill this thief!"
"Okay, stop arguing."
Chen Ji stopped the two of them and looked at Left Prime Minister Li Gang: "Li Qing, what do you think?"
"Back to Your Majesty, I believe that the Tielin Army deserves a heavy reward for having made such a great contribution."
Li Gang replied calmly.
Duke Qing couldn't help but feel happy.
Tong Guan frowned slightly.
However, Li Gang continued: "However, what the Duke of Chu said is reasonable. The battle is not over yet, so it is not appropriate to reward him prematurely. It would be better for your Majesty to order the Ministry of War to record the merits of this battle first, and reward them together after the war."
"What Li Gang said makes sense...then just do what Prime Minister Li said."
Chen Ji pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.
In his mind, the most important job of an emperor is to control the balance among his ministers.
The Duke of Qing and the Duke of Chu were both important ministers who held real power in the dynasty.
The two of them cannot come together.
Therefore, Chen Ji had no intention of rewarding Tielin's army now. He was just trying to sow discord between Duke Qing and Duke Chu.
Now it seems that the effect is not bad.
After the court meeting, the ministers left the palace in twos and threes.
The most talked about people on the road were Tie Linjun and Jin Feng.
What the ministers didn't know was that Jin Feng and Tielin Army were facing a difficult choice at this time.
The party members drove the Han slaves several miles away from Qingshui Valley, so the scouts sent the news back to the Tielin Army camp.
"Mr. Jin, the party members are trying to use Han slaves to force us."
Mr. Zhao guessed the party members' plan immediately: "What are you going to do?"
"What's the plan? Of course I have to kill him!"
Zhong Wu said: "There must be a lot of party members among these Han slaves. If we don't kill them, what should we do if we let the agents sneak in?"
"You're talking lightly. The scout said that there were at least a thousand Han slaves driven here. How many can there be in Xizuo? Most of them are Han slaves and are of our same race!"
Mr. Zhao glared at Zhong Wu: "Do you know what the crime of slaughtering thousands of your own clan is?"
"Damn Party members, so despicable."
Zhong Wu stamped his feet irritably and stopped talking.
"Sir, the enemy has arrived several miles away," Mr. Zhao looked at Jin Feng: "When Duan continues to be disturbed by it, whether you want to kill or not, you have to make a decision quickly."
Yes, it's time to make a decision.
But to kill or not to kill?
Jin Feng couldn't make up his mind either.
In a head-on confrontation with the party's cavalry, Jin Feng will never be merciful.
Because he knew very well that this was a life-and-death war. Since he picked up a machete to invade the Central Plains, he had to be prepared to be killed by the Central Plains people.
But Jin Feng couldn't make up his mind to kill the defenseless Han slaves.
But if we don't kill them, how can we let these Han slaves in?
"Sir, please allow me to overstep once."
Mr. Zhao thought for a moment and said word by word: "I suggest Mr. Hou to kill him!"
"Um?"
Jin Feng took a deep look at Mr. Zhao and instantly understood the old man's plan. He smiled and shook his head:
"Even if I want to kill him, it's my decision, and I won't let you take the blame for me!"
"Sir, I am already in my twilight years and don't care about anything anymore. But you are still young and proficient in military formations. You are ten thousand times more useful than an old man like me. You are destined to go down in history without any stain."
"Mr. Zhao, thank you for your kindness, but the matter has not reached this point yet."
Jin Feng turned around and said: "Xu Xiao, order the phalanx to prepare for receiving prisoners."
"As you command!"
Xu Xiao turned around and left.
"Zhong Wu, go and notify Zhang Qiwei and ask him to bring people immediately to prepare to receive Han slaves."
Jin Feng continued: "Ask him to bring more people. Every Han slave must be carefully identified. Once he is discovered, he will be killed on the spot!"
"yes!"
Zhong Wu also ran out of the tent quickly.
"Why didn't I think of taking in prisoners of war to deal with it?"
Mr. Zhao put his hands on his hands and laughed: "Sir, you are still very smart."
Although he says he doesn't care about anything, he actually cares about reputation the most.
Letting him carry the reputation of being a butcher is worse than killing him.
Just now I just had a love for talents and wanted to preserve Jin Feng.
"Mr. Zhao, let's go and see what other tricks the party members have up their sleeves."
Jin Feng smiled and led Mr. Zhao to the high ground.
At this time, Xu Xiao had already led several phalanx formations to block the middle of the canyon and was ready.
To the south of the canyon, Zhang Qiwei also arrived with two thousand Dening troops and coils of hemp rope, ready to receive them.
Half an hour later, the party members appeared in the northern section of the canyon, suppressing the Han slaves.
As a time traveler, Jin Feng was not used to killing. He had massacred party cavalry before, but it was due to the situation and not his intention.
But at this moment, Jin Feng was filled with rage and murderous intent.
These Han slaves are so miserable.
No matter men, women, old or young, they were all naked and skinny.
All of them were like walking zombies, their eyes were lifeless, and they moved forward numbly.
Jin Feng saw an old man in the middle of the team staggering and falling to the ground.
The escorting party cavalry immediately rode forward and whipped the old man hard.
Even from such a distance, Jin Feng could clearly see a blood mark on the old man's back!
The old man was too hungry and tired. He struggled a few times, but finally failed to stand up again.
A sinister smile flashed across the face of the party cavalryman, then he controlled the horse's front legs to raise, and stepped on the old man's head.
Bang!
The old man's head was crushed like a watermelon.
The surrounding party cavalrymen laughed excitedly, and two of them seemed to be overly excited. They even rushed into the group of Han slaves on horseback, slashing at them with their swords.
In just a short moment, more than a dozen Han slaves perished.
They also included two children who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old.
There was also a young Han woman holding a child who could not yet walk in her arms. When she saw the party members approaching, she quickly hid with the child in her arms.
As a result, the party members impaled him with a spear and the child, and then lifted him up high to show off his strength to the other cavalrymen.
The other cavalrymen clapped their hands and praised him.
The atmosphere was so lively that it was not like killing two people, but like killing two sheep at a bonfire party.
Jin Feng's eyes turned red from the excitement of this scene, and he punched the railing:
"They are not humans, they are animals!"
"I want them to die without leaving any one behind!"