In the years of famine, the knife in my mother's hand is not bad either

Viscount, with a fief of 100 households.

These two notes were extremely irritating to the ears of Wei Liangping and several of his merchants.

They were also migrating south, but they clearly had more guards.

But making meritorious contributions has nothing to do with them at all.

Daliang values ​​family background, and if they obtain the status of viscount, they can easily jump from wealthy businessmen to the powerful class.

The difference in status is simply a world of difference.

Take business as an example. Even if these merchants have a chamber of commerce to support them, they cannot avoid all kinds of corruption and extortion.

But if one has a title, those evil spirits will not dare to provoke him, and the profit will increase by at least 50%.

As for asking for credit, they really don't dare.

Even though they could buy the title of Viscount and a fief of 100 households, they were not able to fulfill their promise.

Here we need to talk about the channels for reporting work.

Just as they were envious, Shen Qian's voice rang in their ears:

"forget it."

"I have no desire for a knighthood."

"Consider these heads as gifts to Sister Chi."

When these words were spoken, the eyes of the merchants nearby almost dropped to the ground.

Just because I say I'll give you the title of Viscount, you can get it?

Or look at us merchants? We can spend all our money to buy it!

Especially Wei Liangping, his voice was at the top of his throat, he was almost shouting.

No one was more eager to cross class lines than he was.

But the two noble ladies standing opposite him, one of whom was a real princess, he didn't dare to speak carelessly and cause her to bear a grudge against him.

Otherwise, having your property confiscated and your family exterminated would be just a matter of a word from someone else.

When Chi Yu heard Shen Qian say that she wanted to give the credit to him, his eyes were filled with emotion.

These are the heads of hundreds of barbarians.

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly recalled: In the Prince's Mansion, Sister Shen gave her a plan. If the plan succeeded, she would be credited with protecting the emperor.

Sister Shen has given me all the credit, how can I still be stingy?

Thinking of this, Chi Yu's eyes were determined and he said:

"No!"

"I can't accept my sister's favor anymore."

"I don't want the heads of these five hundred barbarians or the other one hundred."

"I will give it all to Sister Shen. I should be content with the kindness that my sister from the Prince's Mansion has given me."

When Shen Qian heard that Chi Yu was going to give all the credit to her, she immediately waved her hands.

As if afraid of it like a snake or scorpion.

But he couldn't persuade the stubborn Chi Yu.

This gave Shen Qian a huge headache.

However, Wei Liangping, who was watching from the side, kept shouting in his heart: Don’t give it to me... Don’t give it to me!

I really need a title, even the lowest baron? A town man without a fief is also fine.

As if he had noticed the presumptuous gaze behind him, Chi Yu frowned and turned around.

Just then, he saw a little fat boy with a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at him and Sister Shen.

I thought to myself: Could this guy have some relationship with Sister Shen?

But when Shen Qian turned around and spoke, she understood that there was no special relationship between this little fat man and Shen Qian:

"President Wei, don't you think it's rude to stare at a woman all the time?"

After Shen Qian said this.

Wei Liangping's sanity returned immediately, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Chi Yu said even more unhappily:

"Merchant?"

"Are you trying to steal Sister Shen's credit?"

"No, I dare not." Wei Liangping heard Chi Yu's question, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He was terrified.

"I dare not take credit for what God has done."

"It's better." Chi Yu snorted coldly and warned:

"Put aside those unrealistic fantasies, merchant. Maintaining too many guards has violated the laws of Daliang. I can certainly punish you for privately raising soldiers and treason."

"Yes...Yes!" Wei Liangping lowered his head.

Be as humble as you can.

Even at the second sound, his knees gave way.

He knelt down directly.

In the battlefield.

After the cattle charged, their tails were completely burned.

There were even large scars on their buttocks, but in return, almost all of the 800 cavalrymen on the opposite side were knocked off their horses.

Some even lost their human form under the trampling of cow hooves.

The county soldiers who attacked afterwards were swift and ruthless.

Every knife is effective.

The person in front stopped to finish off the opponent, and the person behind had already overtaken him.

One after another.

A large number of barbarians were slaughtered.

The smell of blood instantly spread across the battlefield.

Even those barbarians who had been trampled to death were not spared by the soldiers, who personally cut off their heads. Even if the heads had dents and cracks from being trampled, they could not escape the fate of being chopped off.

Corpses and blood were everywhere.

Only a few heavy cavalry escaped.

But what they faced were hundreds of light cavalrymen who were the princess's personal guards.

In order to increase the speed of their horses, heavy cavalrymen even dragged their heavy armor away while fleeing.

But the light cavalry had already caught up with the workers in armor and shot them in the hands.

Eight hundred barbarians were all beheaded, and not a single one escaped!

When counting the barbarian heads, excitement appeared on everyone's face.

"Eight hundred!"

"My Lord Princess, this time we captured not five hundred but eight hundred barbarian heads!"

"The scouts who were investigating the news reported that the information was wrong."

"But...we won big!"

In the past, faced with such a large number of barbarian cavalry, they would not dare to confront them head-on even with eight thousand soldiers, let alone three thousand.

But no one expected that such a fierce heavy cavalry would be defeated by a group of cattle with their tails on fire.

It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.

The princess frowned when she heard the number of barbarians. Eight hundred? That was three hundred less than the number reported by the jar. The difference was huge.

With three hundred more heavily armored cavalry, the impact they cause is at least twice that of five hundred.

Fortunately, I did not set up camp on the spot to meet the enemy.

Thinking of this, the princess broke out in a cold sweat, and the belated fear spread throughout her body. She shouted at her guards:

"Take the scout away and give him ten severe beatings."

"If such serious dereliction of duty occurs again, I will execute you without mercy!"

"Yes!" As soon as the words fell, the guards immediately retreated and pulled the previous scout away to be beaten with a stick.

Chi Yu withdrew his cold gaze and looked at Shen Qian.

His expression changed, he hugged Shen Qian's arms with both hands and said affectionately:

"Sister Shen, this is great."

"Eight hundred barbarian heads, plus the other hundred, with Sister Shen's connections..."

"We might be able to be credited with beheading a thousand people. By then, my sister will at least be given the title of a county earl."

"Earl, the actual fiefdom starts from 300 households."

"This way, my sister and I will have the same inherited title."

Shen Qian listened and felt puzzled.

Does it matter to me...?

What kind of relationship could help him falsely report the deaths of a hundred barbarians?

As Shen Qian was thinking, Chi Yu beside her saw Shen Qian's 'concerns' and took the initiative to say:

"Sister Shen, you can't be afraid of bothering others at this time."

"Liang Dazhang has so much power, but if you make a small adjustment to the head count, the reward you receive will be very different. And this may only be your chance. If you miss it, it will be difficult to get promoted in the future."

"Because the merit of killing barbarians does not accumulate. Once the titles are awarded, the extra heads will only be rewarded with some money and goods."

Listening to Chi Yu's advice.

Shen Qian nodded repeatedly.

But in his heart, he secretly complained: What about the relationship between Liang Da Zongguan? How could he be related to Liang Da Zongguan?

It was just a token that someone gave me casually.

How can we deny the credit for killing the barbarians?