"Hahaha..." Zhao Wuji held the cloth bag in his hand and smiled at the sky: "It's indeed Yi Tianxing! It's indeed Yi Tianxing's head! God bless me to get a powerful general in the Dragon Kingdom!"

Knife cut Yi Tianxing? What kind of credit is this? The senior executives and nobles here are very clear in their hearts. Although they cannot say anything that is unparalleled, at the moment when the army's record is at its lowest level, the credit for killing one of the three marshals on the other side will be much greater.

"Very good! Very good!" Zhao Wuji happily handed the head surrounded by some strange plant leaves to the eunuch beside him and said excitedly: "You are really a powerful general who has given me the Dragon Kingdom by God! I am very pleased! Marshal of the Tang Ben, I will leave this matter of calculation of the credit to you."

"Father, is the person recommended by Erchen good?" Zhao Feiyan sat next to Zhao Wuji and took the opportunity to ask for credit: "So should I reward Erchen too?"

"Reward! Reward! Not only do you have to reward you! You also have to reward these 500 soldiers who follow the nameless generals to live and die, shed all their blood and sweat for the country, and even when they reach the critical moment of life and death, they still have the national soldiers in their hearts!" Zhao Wuji suddenly stood up and said passionately: "My dear friends! These 500 soldiers are a model of the army! I hope that all the troops will learn from them! Learn their unyielding spirit and learn their thoughts of ignoring their personal safety at the critical moment of life and death!"

"My emperor is wise! Respect Your Majesty's teachings!" The officials of the court and the nobles knelt on the ground and said yes.

Zhang Feng turned around and saw Wuming giving him a hint of his eyes, and quickly knelt on the ground and shouted: "Report to Your Majesty! Xiaomin had such an idea at that time, thanks to the usual teachings of Master Qianfu, Master Qianfu made an indelible contribution."

Zhao Wuji nodded with joy as if he was blooming: "Okay! Very good! He won't tell you, and he doesn't forget to teach his subordinates, role models in the army! Marshal Tomben, you have to consider their rewards!"

You emperor will be loved by the people at this time. You are obviously stingy and stingy to use your own inner warehouse! Leave the mess of this reward to me! It’s not a bad thing that it’s His Majesty the Emperor! Don Bengang cursed in his heart, and even pretended to be serious and knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: “Yes, Your Majesty!”

"Okay! The prisoners were handed over to the Military Law Department for interrogation. Our heroes will give you three days off." Zhao Wuji waved happily and walked towards his palace with Yi Tianxing's head. Zhao Feiyan had no choice but to get up and leave, and turned back from time to time to look at Wuming who turned away.

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Because of the Battle of Changbai Mountain, Yi Tianxing, one of the three marshals of the Blue Troubles, was killed by Yi Tianxing, not only Wuming himself, but also the 500 soldiers and gangsters, and they also became the hero of the Shenlong Kingdom.

The night in the imperial capital fell into a boiling joy. Almost all the five hundred soldiers and puppets released themselves in this boiling carnival. They all occupied the nameless light, and there would be young beauties who would look at admiring wherever they went.

These soldiers and hooligans made full use of the dazzling halo on their heads to soak up those girls full of fantasy. Ten months later, the imperial capital had almost born nearly 500 new lives in one day.

"What? You said that the 1,200 elite soldiers on the mountain, together with a magician, a martial saint and Yi Tianxing, were actually killed by Wuming alone?" Several white-haired old men asked the undercover Weidehai they sent to incredulously.

"That's right, when the little one followed the others there, there was no living person in the entire village." Weidehai said seriously: "The little one did smell a faint smell of blood from the nameless hunting knife. Even though the dwarf's skills almost kill people and do not stick to blood, the little one could still smell the bloody smell on it."

"This kid is so powerful?" An old man shook his head in disbelief: "He does have potential, but there must be something wrong with it. Otherwise, he was hiding it from us."

Several other old men nodded: "Before you understand the secret of this kid, you must pay attention to him. If anyone wants to touch him, remember to inform us as soon as possible."

Wadehai nodded and withdrew from the Royal Martial Arts Academy, where Wuming had been trained.

The next morning, Wuming was taken to Marshal Tomotoichi of War.

"Okay! It's true that a hero is a young man!" Domoto Katsuichi said with admiration and joy: "It's a blessing for the country to have talents like you in times of difficulties."

Wuming accepted the other party's praise with a calm look on his face, without any humility.

Domoto Gang's face suddenly changed. He picked up a piece of material from his desk and asked coldly: "It's just that I have some questions! Why did the confession obtained by the Military Law Department interrogating the prisoners last night be completely different from what you said? Where is there any bloody battle? You are just lucky enough to succeed in the drug!"

Domoto Steel looked like a blade and was approaching Wuming. A murderous intent entwined the fighting spirit slowly surged from his body, and an indescribable domineering pressure towards Wuming.

"The Marshal does not believe in his companions, but believes in the confession of the enemy." Wuming's face was calm like a lake without waves, and he said without caring about the domineering aura that the other party pressed: "It's just that the minister wants to know that your material is published to the people, and I don't know who the people will believe between you and me? His Majesty the Emperor is happy. What you said at this time...? Humph..."

Domoto was so angry! The signboard of the military headquarters is indeed a bit terrible in the hearts of the people. Compared with the national heroes, the credibility of the military headquarters' discourse is too low, and as Wuming said, what His Majesty the Emperor is more willing to hear now is definitely not the confession of the enemy.

"Marson Marshal, is there anything else?" Wuming's respectful attitude made Domoto Gang, who had always been calm, really annoyed.

"This is your promotion order." Domoto Gangichi said with a deep expression: "Your 500 subordinates have 150 people. I came to me yesterday to apply to convert all their military merits into gold coins. I hope I can continue to be your subordinates instead of being promoted and transferred. I didn't plan to allow this matter, but they threatened me that if I disagree, they would go to the newspaper to talk nonsense. This is the first time that I have been threatened, and hope it is also the last time."

Wuming Yidai took over the promotion order and found that he had been promoted to the Thousand Cavalry Captain, and he was in charge of three thousand cavalry, which was far more powerful than the Thousand Cavalry Captain who was in charge of one thousand cavalry.

A roster of 100 people was attached to the promotion order. At a glance, you could tell that it was the list of more than 150 people who asked to continue to follow, and all five centurions were among them.

"Is there anything else?" Wuming took over the promotion and Ling looked at Domoto Gangichi quietly.

"This..." Domoto Gangyi said in a little embarrassed manner: "You also know that the country is in a difficult situation now. It is very expensive to recruit three thousand cavalry near the imperial capital. So I plan to allocate funds to you after the funds are in place after a while. Now it seems that I still plan to let you train more than 100 subordinates first. There is nothing else, you can leave."

"I know." After the last time, Wuming had no interest in arranging soldiers by the other party, and turned around and left the military headquarters.

Domoto Gang turned around and plunged into the ocean of the file, and said rumored in his mouth: "I want the most difficult and dangerous military mission that will never die! National hero? I want you to become a bear!"

Wuming walked quietly on the streets of the imperial capital. Yesterday, no one saw him clearly, and walking on the street would not seem too silly.

"Hero! Isn't this a great national hero?"

Wuming secretly looked at the magician who was talking in front of him. He was slightly fat and had a simple smile on his face. He looked like he was about thirty years old. There was a wooden staff on his magic robe. Wuming didn't know what kind of class it represented.

"You are really a great national hero!" The fat man's face was a little excited, and his fat hands rubbed back and forth nervously and said, "I am an apprentice magician. I heard about the deeds of lords. Yesterday I was fortunate to see lords flying by the sky. I admire lords very much! I hope I can go to the lords to serve in the army!"

A trainee wizard? A trainee wizard in his thirties is rare in this world. Wuming heard from Feiyan that if a person before he was twenty-eight years old had not become a real level 5 magician, he would not be suitable for being a magician at all, and he could simply change careers and do something else. This man was still a trainee wizard in his thirties and had not changed careers. In addition to saying that he was persistent, he could only say that he was thick-skinned.
Chapter completed!