We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

There were several other Mohe tribes that suffered the same treatment as Wujito.

This military exercise was a valuable training opportunity, with the Ninggu, Chaoyang and Huguo armies taking turns participating. Almost every soldier was pulled out for training.

The soldiers did get some experience, but the Mohe tribes were in trouble and suffered a lot.

Cut off from food and water and tortured by the noise of daily drills, most of the Mohe tribes chose to surrender in terror.

Of course, there were also those who would rather die than surrender, and even attacked the soldiers participating in the military exercise.

Unfortunately, they happened to encounter the National Protection Army led by Yang Xuan.

It’s true that Yang Xuan is a female general, but the evaluation of her in the National Protection Army is: Although she is a woman, she is the bravest among the three armies!

Being the bravest among the three armies was almost the highest praise for a brave general in ancient times.

This is indeed the case. There is no shortage of generals with the ability to command troops in the National Protection Army.

But if we only talk about martial arts, neither ** Zhi nor the three brothers of the Xie family are as good as Yang Xuan.

To borrow a line from a poem by our dynasty’s founder: The sons and daughters of China have great aspirations, and prefer weapons to red dresses.

Yang Xuan is different. She loves both red dresses and weapons.

When the Mohe tribe launched a dying counterattack against the National Protection Army in training, Yang Xuan said nothing and personally led a hundred cavalrymen to charge into the angry Mohe battle formation.

On the battlefield, a bright red color stood out like a flame.

Yang Xuan, clad in fiery red armor and riding a majestic red-maned horse, charged into the enemy formation like a rolling red cloud.

The horns sounded, the drums thundered, and the enemy troops surged in like a tide, but in front of Yang Xuan, they were as fragile as paper.

The two goose-feather knives in her hands flew up and down, bringing up a flash of blood wherever they passed, and every turn caused the enemy soldiers to bleed to death on the spot.

"Miss, slow down!" Jie Quan followed closely on his horse, but he couldn't keep up with Yang Xuan's speed several times.

Her horse was too fast, and her knife was even faster.

Every time a warhorse passed by, it instantly created a blank area in the enemy's battle formation.

The disadvantage of women being physically weaker than men seemed to be non-existent in her.

Suddenly, Yang Xuan caught a glimpse of a huge figure rushing towards him.

He was a strong man wearing heavy armor and wielding a big sword. He was the leader of this small Mohe tribe.

Yang Xuan's eyes were calm as water. She urged her mount and rushed towards the Mohe leader like an arrow.

This young leader is different from Deerbu. He is young and strong, and he won the position of leader by force.

When he saw that the enemy general was a female general, he initially looked down on her.

Then the female general saw that she was not running away but was charging straight at him, and she immediately became furious:

"How dare you look down on me like that, little bitch?!"

After saying that, he swung the big knife in his hand towards Yang Xuan with a whistling sound.

The two horses crossed each other, and the two swords in Yang Xuan's hands fluttered like butterflies. Before the little leader's sword fell, the sword light had already pierced his chest.

The heroic female general jumped down, cut off the enemy general's head with one sword, and held it high.

Jie Quan, who was behind him, had long been accustomed to this and shouted, "The enemy chief has surrendered. Lay down your weapons. Those who surrender will not be killed!!!"

Seeing this, the cavalrymen's morale was greatly boosted and they cheered loudly.

Yang Xuan pinned the little leader's head on his waist, then rode his horse towards the wolfskin flag fluttering in the center of the enemy army.

She swung her goose-feather knife and cut off the flagpole. The wolf-skin flag collapsed with a loud bang, and dust flew up.

Yang Xuan stood on a high place and looked around. The cavalry of the National Protection Army had already controlled the battlefield, and the Mohe people were in complete defeat.

She took off the head from her waist and threw it into Jie Quan's arms. Without even turning her head, she said, "Send the order, clean up the battlefield."

The two military judges who were following the soldiers to record military merits were stunned and looked at each other.

They were not members of the National Protection Army, but were sent by Li Che to write march records.

He was originally feeling somewhat resentful about being assigned to a female general.

But the scene before their eyes today completely shattered their cognition.

Can women be so fierce on the battlefield?

Kill the generals, break through the enemy lines, and capture the flag!

Among the four great military achievements, except for being the first to ascend the mountain, she completed the other three in one go?

"What... should we do?" A military judge looked at his companions.

His companion gasped, "What can we do? Just record the truth! Your Highness has gained another powerful general!"

. . . . . .

At the same time, a special team arrived in Dongping County of Yan Fan.

Li Lin led several hundred cavalrymen and waited early on the avenue outside the city gate. It was not until sunset that they saw a long dragon appear at the end of the wilderness.

Next to Li Lin was a thin old man with a long beard.

The old man looked at the approaching team and sighed, "I'm afraid the imperial envoys coming this time have ill intentions."

"Why did Mr. Tong say that?" Li Lin asked.

"A month ago, Your Highness and the Sixth Prince wiped out the evil slaves and private soldiers of the aristocratic families. Have you forgotten?"

"Hasn't there been any activity from the aristocratic family recently?" Li Lin didn't care.

"Your Highness is mistaken. Given the vindictive nature of the Northern Aristocratic families, how could they let this go?" Elder Tong shook his head. "Your Highness the Sixth Prince has eliminated the forces they hold. They are now fearful of Your Highness's army, so they are lying low for now."

"The sudden arrival of the imperial envoys is probably due to pressure from the noble families at court. Your Majesty has no choice but to send someone to investigate this matter thoroughly."

Hearing this, Li Lin's eyes flashed with coldness: "In this case, it is better to strike first..."

"Your Highness, you can't do that!" Old Tong interrupted Li Lin. "You dare to kill the imperial envoys? Even His Majesty can't save you!"

Li Lin naturally knew this truth, and the reason he said this was to get the old man to come up with some ideas.

Mr. Tong is a contemporary scholar who writes good articles and is quite famous in the Daqing literary world.

Emperor Qing invited him to come out of seclusion many times, but he always refused.

It was because when Emperor Qing first started his army, his soldiers had poor discipline and accidentally killed his family.

Later, when Li Lin was enfeoffed, he accidentally met Tong Lao, who had retired to the mountains. After a conversation, he was amazed by his beauty and asked him to come out of seclusion to assist him.

Old Tong admired Li Lin's innocent heart and did not accept the official position. Instead, he served as an aide to him, which was considered to be fulfilling his oath.

"This matter is quite simple. Since His Highness and the Sixth Prince did it together, and the envoy was heading outside the Great Wall and only passing through the Yan Clan, it means that the aristocratic families are mainly targeting the Sixth Prince."

"Your Highness, why don't you put the blame on the Sixth Prince and bribe the envoy generously? Perhaps you can escape unscathed."

Li Lin's face changed drastically upon hearing this, and he frowned, "How is such behavior different from that of a villain from an aristocratic family?"

"I would rather be stripped of my title by my father than commit such a treasonous act. How could Elder Tong, a great scholar of his generation, come up with such a vicious plan?!"

When Mr. Tong saw that Li Lin did not accept his plan, he was not angry at all. Instead, he admired him even more.

"In this case, we can only adapt to the situation." Old Tong said expressionlessly.

Li Lin stopped talking because the team of imperial envoys was approaching.

Li Lin looked at the team, a hint of doubt flashing across his eyes.

Ordinary imperial envoys did not wear bright clothes and luxurious carriages, but at least they were solemn and dignified, and lived up to the reputation of the imperial court.

But the team in front of him was crooked, and most of the people in the ranks were civilians wearing linen and rags. A sour and foul odor could be smelled from afar.

If you don’t know, you might think they are refugees fleeing.

Before Li Lin could come to his senses, he heard a miserable and sharp cry: "Fourth Prince, this old servant finally sees you!"

But he saw an old eunuch with a dusty face stumbling towards him from a distance and falling down in front of him with a thud.

"Huang Jin, Huang Daban?" Li Che quickly supported Huang Jin, who was crying breathlessly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Your Majesty is concerned about Your Highness and the Sixth Prince, so he sent this old servant along. Your Highness, I understand now that this road out of the border is truly difficult to traverse!"

It's over 2,000 miles from the capital to Yan vassal state, and considering the road is in disrepair and has to take a detour, it's at least 3,000 miles.

Huang Jin also brought the 20,000 slaves allocated to Li Che by Emperor Qing. The hardships he encountered along the way were really... hard to describe in words.

This was the road Li Che had walked before. The bandits and thieves on the road had been almost cleared out, otherwise it would have been even more difficult.

"Huang Daban has suffered."

Huang Jin has been serving Emperor Qing for many years, so Li Lin is naturally very familiar with him.

"The road from the imperial capital to Yanfan is indeed a good one. You should rest well in Yanfan for a few days, and then when you leave Yanfan and head to the border area..."

Huang Jin's face lit up with joy: "It's much easier to walk now?"

"It will be even harder to go." Li Lin said honestly.

Huang Jin: ...