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

This is the capital.

When I went there, there was no one on the streets.

When I returned, the place was bustling with people.

The soldiers guarding the city gate saw the royal flag with the word "Feng" from afar and their expressions suddenly became stern.

King Feng's reputation spread throughout Daqing. Who among the men in the army didn't know him, who didn't know him, and who didn't respect him?

When He Conglong arrived with his team, the city gate officer came forward respectfully, checked He Conglong's identity and the imperial edict, and let them go without saying a word.

"Thank you." He Conglong clasped his fists in thanks.

The gatekeeper's face flushed, and he asked nervously, "General, you are the army that defeated the Khitans outside the Great Wall."

He Conglong smiled slightly: "I did fight against the Khitans."

"It really is the Fengtian Army!"

The gatekeeper suddenly became even more excited. He stood straight and beat his chest with his hands: "Welcome the Fengtian Army into the city!"

The Qing army guarding the city gate shouted in unison:

"Welcome the Fengtian Army into the city!"

The shouts instantly attracted the attention of the people and vendors around the city gate.

China has never lacked people who like to watch the fun, and the people have never been stingy in their admiration for heroes.

When they heard the word "Fengtian Army", the people immediately gathered together.

"Fengtian Army? Which Fengtian Army is so powerful?"

"You're so stupid! Which Fengtian Army is there in Daqing? It must be the Sixth Prince's Fengtian Army!"

"The Fengtian Army that defeated the Mohe and Goryeo tribes consecutively, with 40,000 troops against 140,000, forcing the Khitans to surrender?"

"That's right, but I don't know why the Fengtian Army, which has been guarding the border, suddenly came to the capital. No, I have to go and see."

"Let's go together. I've heard so much about the Fengtian Army being an ever-victorious force that I've almost heard them all over the place. Let's go and see the iron army that defeated the barbarians!"

In an instant, the streets were deserted, and people lined the streets, craning their necks to look at the team slowly approaching the city gate.

He Conglong was stunned. He didn't expect so many people to come out to watch.

He turned around and was about to give a few instructions when he was stunned again.

I saw the Fengtian Army soldiers behind me with bright eyes and dignified demeanor, their backs straight and their steps strong and powerful.

He Conglong couldn't help but chuckle. These guys really have some dignity.

The Fengtian Army entered the city, and the people looked in the direction of the sound, and their eyes suddenly lit up.

But the weapons and armor were bright, the flags were clear, and even the horses' manes were shiny and neatly combed.

The soldiers' feet rose at the same time and fell in the same rhythm, so uniform that it made people feel comfortable all over.

Looking up, the young men of the Fengtian Army all stood tall and straight, their helmets and armor neatly arranged, and the red scarves on their chests fluttering in the wind.

Is this the army that defeated the Mohe, Goryeo, and Khitan?

Yes, this is the kind of army that can defeat Mohe, Goryeo, and Khitan!

"Hiss... Fengjun, so mighty!"

"How can they be so well-organized? Such a group of brave soldiers, they seem to be born from the same mother."

"This long stride is really beautiful. The more I watch it, the more I want to watch it. It really makes my blood boil!"

"Is this the army that the Sixth Prince has trained? Who told me before that the Sixth Prince was weak and unworthy of any major task? I really want to beat him to death!"

"The leading general is so majestic, he's definitely a fierce general!"

He Conglong remained expressionless when he heard the praises coming from the surrounding streets, but his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

For the first time, he thoroughly felt how wise it was that His Highness attached great importance to military appearance, posture, and discipline.

No matter how powerful an army is, no matter how many battles it has fought where the outnumbered army defeated the larger force, in the eyes of ordinary people, the impact it brings is not as direct as the Fengtian Army at this moment.

People tend to believe what they see with their own eyes more than what they hear.

If the army is disorganized and lacks a commanding presence, then when they enter the city they bully and harass women...

No matter how famous the Fengtian Army is, it is still infamous.

Just as I was thinking about it, a middle-aged man in a short-sleeved shirt blocked the convoy.

He Conglong slowly pulled the reins and was about to ask a question when the middle-aged man spoke first, "General, I'm the owner of a nearby teahouse."

"Soldiers, you have traveled a long way and must have some tea. It won't be too late to move on."

After saying this, he waved his hand, and seven or eight servants came out carrying teapots and teacups.

With the boss's example, the surrounding vendors seemed to be activated and came out with their own things.

"General, General, please have a melon before you go. Our melons and fruits are very sweet."

"Sweet your grandmother's legs, your family only sells raw eggs! General, try my pancakes, the soldiers in the capital love my pancakes the most!"

"The men of the Fengtian Army are truly formidable. I heard you're from the imperial capital too? It's like returning home in glory. Come and try my mutton soup."

"You guys are really amazing! Those barbarians were so fierce, but you managed to kill them all without leaving a single one alive!"

"I don't have much at home, but I do have a daughter who's almost twenty and still unmarried. Would you mind taking her away, General?"

Regardless of the dynasty, the people's feelings are always simple and direct.

As long as those in power do a little bit of good, they will praise them highly; even if you do nothing, as long as you don't harm the people, the people will not complain and will even regard you as an honest official.

The people enthusiastically offered fruits and vegetables, but the Fengtian Army soldiers dared not accept them.

The political commissar is watching from behind. Who dares to violate discipline at this time?

The people of Chaoyang City were more enthusiastic, and the soldiers all had rich experience in "Practicing Tai Chi", so they naturally refused for a while.

"Fellow villagers, you can't do this. We Fengjun have discipline and we won't take a single needle or thread from the common people."

"What do you mean by needle and thread? This isn't needle and thread, this is tea!"

"That's really not possible. We have military regulations. If I eat your melon, I'll be beaten with a military stick when I get home."

"What kind of bullshit military regulations are these? Which bastard made them? Why are there so many problems? I'm giving you this melon voluntarily!"

"Thank you, elders, but we have an imperial decree, and the Fengtian Army has its own rules. Please take back your things and make way."

"General, if you don't want to accept the things, please forgive me. But you have to take my daughter away."

"..."

Duke Zheng's Mansion.

Chang Pan was working on a pair of stone locks to hone his strength when he heard a commotion outside the mansion and immediately lost his temper.

Throwing away the stone lock, Tokiwa yelled in frustration:

"Come on, come on!"

A family guard came in quickly and said, "Master, please give your orders."

"What happened outside? Why is there so much noise?"

The general quickly explained, "The Fengtian Army entered the city, and the people were curious and gathered around."

"Oh." Tokiwa nodded, then suddenly started, "Wait, the Fengtian Army?! The Sixth Prince's men?"

"Exactly."

"That little rabbit... Prince Feng, you dare to send people back to the imperial capital?" Chang Pan glared at him. "Prepare the horses for me. I want to ask the people of Fengguo when they will return my daughter to me?!"

After Chang Ningxue went missing, Chang Pan never gave up looking for her.

After all, he was a duke, and his subordinates were no pushovers. After several twists and turns, he actually found some clues.

All signs indicate that his precious daughter is not somewhere else, but is in Fengguo outside the Great Wall!

Chang Pan naturally couldn't tolerate this, but there was a Shanhaiguan Pass blocking Fengguo and the interior of the country. Even though he was a duke, he didn't dare to send anyone out of the pass to look for him.

People from Fengguo seldom come to Beijing often. The few times they come, they come in a hurry, deliver a message and leave.

Now that he finally found the opportunity, how could he let it go?

He immediately took seven or eight personal guards with him, mounted his horse and chased after them.

At the same time, the emperor in the imperial city also received the news that the Fengtian Army had entered the city.

"You mean, as soon as He Conglong entered the city gate, the people lined the streets to welcome him, even blocking the streets?"

Emperor Qing put down his brush and looked at Huang Jin in front of him with interest.

Huang Jin quickly said, "That's right. The people are so enthusiastic. They brought fruits and tea."

"The Fengtian Army soldiers refused to accept the money, saying it was a rule not to take even a needle or thread from the people. The people naturally refused and blocked them from leaving."

"Later, the Imperial Guards and the Embroidered Uniform Guards were dispatched to stop the civilians, allowing the Fengtian Army to pass."

"You don't charge the common people a single needle or thread?" Emperor Qing's face showed even more curiosity. "Interesting, really interesting."

He looked outside the door, saw a few fallen leaves swirling down, and a cool autumn breeze blew on his face.

"Let's go!" Emperor Qing suddenly stood up, "Let's go! Leave the palace!"

Huang Jin asked doubtfully, "Where is your Majesty going?"

"Let's go to the gate of the Imperial City. I want to see for myself what this team that doesn't accept a single needle or thread from the people looks like."

"Well, I'll prepare it right away."

. . . . . .

He Conglong led his troops to the front of the imperial city, followed by a large group of people.

The Imperial Guards and Embroidered Uniform Guards who were responsible for maintaining discipline had no choice but to use their bodies to block the people and prevent them from getting too close.

The people were not afraid, they just followed curiously, and some even called their friends to come and watch.

Since you are not allowed to send things, there will be no one to take care of it, right?

Chang Pan also arrived at the place. After finally squeezing out from the crowd, he saw that the imperial carriage had already been placed at the city gate.

His Majesty came to greet me personally?!

Tokiwa was immediately deflated. With His Majesty here, how could he dare to seek revenge at this time?

He could only follow the crowd in dismay, angrily saying, "I'm waiting for you to come out. Do you still think you can live in the palace?"

At the foot of the imperial city.

"Here it comes!" Huang Jin came close to Emperor Qing and reminded him.

Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes and looked forward, his expression suddenly shocked.

What a mighty team, what a group of mighty men!

The horse's hooves clattered as it walked, and its footsteps clattered.

Not only did the infantrymen guarding the convoy march in unison, but even the cavalrymen leading the way were in unison, with the distance between horses almost the same.

This Lao Liu really has the ability to lead troops, and he has brought out a first-class team in the world!

Emperor Qing was in a trance when he saw the leading general approaching.

He pulled the reins and dismounted; his movements were natural and composed, with a sense of steadiness and elegance.

He Conglong took a few steps forward, lifted the red cloak behind him, and bowed in greeting:

"General He Conglong pays homage to His Majesty!"

Swah——

The cavalrymen behind him dismounted in unison and saluted at the same time as the infantrymen.

The shout shook the heavens and reached the sky: "Your Majesty!"

Emperor Qing couldn't help but smile and raised his hand gently: "No need to be polite, stand up."

He Conglong shouted, "Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty!"

The Fengtian Army once again uttered a unified cry: "Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty!"

After saying that, all the soldiers stood up and stopped.

Swah——

There was another neat sound, even the sound of arms rubbing against the body was uniform and smooth.

After this whole process, the surrounding people, imperial guards, officials, and even Emperor Qing himself were all speechless.

This group of soldiers...are they really cast from the same mold?