The first time in history

Qian Mingduo sat on the bed and looked outside the tent. A yellow candle lit up in Mulan Ronger's tent. Qian Mingduo saw Mulan Ronger looking at his tent through the small window on her tent.

"It's dark in my tent." Qian Mingduo had a sweet smile on his face and thought to himself, "What can you see?"

Qian Mingduo waited until Mulan Ronger blew out the candle before he withdrew his gaze. He took out a piece of cotton cloth and carefully wiped the Browning that had already fired two shots.

The first time he fired a gun was to save Xi Shi... Qian Mingduo raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky. He sighed and quickly retracted his thoughts that were about to drift to Guanwa Palace. It's not that he didn't want to recall, but he didn't dare to recall.

The second shooting today is for these brave and fearless female soldiers who fought on the battlefield.

"For them... it's worth it!" Qian Mingduo said with emotion. Although he offended Tuoba Yufeng because of this, it didn't matter if he could do something for them within his ability!

The two-day rest was over quickly, and the Feiyu Army also began normal training.

Looking at the neatly-lined soldiers of the Feiyu Army, Qian Mingduo walked slowly through each row of the queue.

Qian Mingduo was laughing secretly in his heart. These female soldiers not only had different clothes, but also had different weapons in their hands.

Some of them held swords, some held knives, some held spears, and some held halberds... There were even soldiers who could not afford weapons and carried their own rakes on their shoulders.

In short, all kinds of weapons you can and cannot think of, or weapons that can be used as weapons, can be found in the Feiyu Army.

The Ballad of Mulan says: "Go to the east market to buy a fine horse, go to the west market to buy a saddle, go to the south market to buy a bridle, and go to the north market to buy a long whip." Those who could afford all these items were either landlords or well-off families. For most soldiers, it was good enough to buy a decent weapon.

Even in this case, you still can't go to the battlefield if you want to. Because the Northern Wei Dynasty had a strict household registration management system. Only families with military household registration could join the army, and this household registration system was hereditary.

Your great-grandfather's great-grandfather... was a military household, so you, your grandson's great-grandson's great-grandson... are all military households. If your household registration is a farmer or a craftsman, then from your great-grandfather to your great-grandson, they are all farmers or craftsmen.

The advantages of this strict household registration system are that it guarantees the country's military resources, stabilizes the economic environment, and facilitates social management. However, its disadvantages are that it restricts personal freedom and development, solidifies social classes, and lacks economic vitality.

Qian Mingduo looked at the spear in his hand and wondered, "Did I buy this weapon too?"

The female soldiers of the Feiyu Army are all daughters of military families. Some of them have practiced martial arts with their fathers, brothers, etc. since they were young. Although it cannot be said that all of them are highly skilled in martial arts, each of them has some real skills that are practical on the battlefield.

One of them was a female soldier named Murong Rou, who had mastered the family-inherited set of domineering spear techniques.

At this time, Murong Rou was performing this spear technique for everyone in the middle of a circle of female soldiers. Her eyes were sharp, and her spear danced like a dragon, showing the power of the Overlord Spear Technique. With each move, the stars sparkled and the giant python rolled. She and the spear became one, shining brightly, and her demeanor was overwhelming.

"Good shooting!" Qian Mingduo couldn't help but shout.

"General." The female soldiers bowed to her one after another.

"Your spear skills are amazing." Qian Mingduo said to Murong Rou, who was panting, "How many years have you practiced this spear skill?"

"Reporting to the general." Murong Rou said, "I have been practicing this spear technique with my father since I was young."

"Oh! So this is the spear skill you inherited from your family?" Qian Mingduo took out a piece of cloth from his belt and gently wiped the sweat from the tip of Murong Rou's nose.

Qian Mingduo ignored the surprised expressions of Murongrou and other soldiers and whispered, "Can you teach me this spear technique?"

"General, your martial arts are unrivaled. My spear skills are just mediocre..." Murongrou's face, which was originally slightly pink from the spear skills performance, turned red after Qian Mingduo wiped the sweat off her face. She said shyly, "General, do you really want to learn?"

"Of course I want to learn it. Having one more skill will be even more powerful when fighting against the enemy!" Qian Mingduo slammed the spear in his hand into the ground. "I just don't know if your family's spearmanship can be taught to outsiders?"

Murong Rou lowered her head, as if she was thinking.

"Do I have to marry you... and become your son-in-law before I can learn this spear technique?" Qian Mingduo made a face at Murong Rou and said jokingly.

"General, you are joking." Murong Rou's face was full of shyness. She pouted her cute little mouth and said in a delicate voice: "If the general really wants to learn, then I will teach you!"

"I don't need to be your son-in-law, right?" Qian Mingduo looked at Murong Rou's rosy cheeks. She was completely different from the female soldiers fighting on the battlefield. So he couldn't help but joke with Murong Rou again.

"General, if you want to do it..." Murong Rou quickly glanced at Qian Mingduo and said with a tight mouth: "That's fine!"

"Let's not talk about this for now, shall we?" Qian Mingduo looked around and whispered, "You are so powerful. If I don't obey you in the future, I won't be able to beat you even if you hit me with a spear."

"If the general has mastered his spear skills, then he can... defeat me!" Murong Rou said embarrassedly.

"Yes, let's practice our spear skills first." Qian Mingduo pointed to an empty space in the training ground and said, "Let's go. There are fewer people there. Start teaching me now!"

At this moment, Qian Mingduo saw Mulan Ronger hurriedly coming to him.

"Murong Rou." Mulan Rong'er said, "You go to practice first. I have something to tell the general."

"I've never seen you in such a hurry. What's so urgent?" Qian Mingduo said after glancing at Murong Rou's back.

"I heard that Tuoba Yufeng wrote a memorial and sent it to the capital by express this morning." Mulan Ronger said hastily, her eyes revealing worry and a hint of shyness.

"Are you worried that this shameless Tuoba Yufeng will report me to his cousin?" Qian Mingduo said calmly, "I can say with certainty...his memorial is definitely not to report me."

"Why?" Mulan Rong'er asked doubtfully, "Are you... so sure?"

"Yes." Qian Mingduo looked at Mulan Rong'er's worried expression, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Although Tuoba Yufeng's memorial is not to accuse me, it is related to me."

"Why?" Mulan Ronger frowned and asked.

"I went to General He's tent this morning, and he told me that he had also submitted a memorial to the court." Qian Mingduo turned around and looked at Murong Rou, who was training not far away, and walked towards his tent with Mulan Rong'er. "His memorial was mainly about the battle report of the night when the Rouran army's food supply team was intercepted."

Qian Mingduo placed his spear behind his armor and sat on the bed. He then patted the bed and motioned Mulan Rong'er to come over. Seeing Mulan Rong'er sitting next to him shyly, Qian Mingduo continued, "General He asked for rewards for the meritorious officials that night in his memorial."

Qian Mingduo glanced outside the tent and gently held Mulan Ronger's hand. Then he tightly grasped Mulan Ronger's hand as she tried to pull it back. He then placed one of her hands in his palm and rubbed it slowly.

"General He listed me as the first meritorious service and Tuoba Yufeng as the second." Looking at Mulan Rong'er's rosy cheeks, Qian Mingduo smiled gently and continued, "Tuoba Yufeng should have planted his people around General He. So he must also know what General He's memorial mentioned."

"So General Tuoba's memorial is about General He?" Mulan glanced outside the tent and whispered, "Instead of impeaching you?"

"Why would I ask this bastard to report me?" Qian Mingduo smiled crookedly and said, "He led his troops to trespass into the camp of our Feiyu Army, which is a crime punishable by death. Even if he is from the royal family... but now is a critical moment in the battle with the Rouran army, his cousin will weigh the pros and cons even if he is on his side. Otherwise, if he hurts the hearts of all the soldiers, who can he expect to fight for him?"

"What will be the content of General Tuoba's memorial?" Mulan Rong'er also placed her other hand on the back of Qian Mingduo's hand and rubbed it slowly.

"He was just telling his cousin about his merits. He led his cavalry to seize the food supply of the Rouran army." Qian Mingduo said disdainfully, "He fought so bravely and wisely. He intercepted hundreds of Rouran food carts and escaped unscathed. He should be the chief contributor, etc. Apart from these, there was nothing else."

"Will the emperor give the first credit to him?" When soldiers passed by Qian Mingduo's tent, Mulan Rong'er quickly withdrew her hands, glanced outside the tent, and asked softly.

"Give it to whoever you want." Qian Mingduo leaned against the quilt and said with disdain, "I don't care, and I don't care."

Mulan Ronger looked at Qian Mingduo and nodded silently.

"General Mulan." The voice of Mulan Rong'er's personal soldiers came from outside the tent. "The military commander has something to report to the general."

"Okay, let her wait in my tent, I'll be back soon." Mulan Rong'er ordered.

She blinked her eyes and looked at Qian Mingduo. She said softly, "I ordered the military commander to come to my tent to discuss matters. I will go over now."

Qian Mingduo sat up, put his arm around Mulan Ronger's waist, pulled her close to him, and kissed her tender lips. Then he whispered in her ear, "Let's go take a bath together someday?"

"General." Mulan Ronger stood up shyly, walked to the tent door, and was about to lower her head to go out. She paused, straightened up again, and said to Qian Mingduo with a blushing face: "Wait until the general is sweaty."

"If that's the case." Qian Mingduo looked at Mulan Rong'er's delicate figure from the small window of the tent and murmured, "I smell like sweat every day."