Chapter 327 I knew it!
When Xiao Mo led his army back to the capital of Wei, the siege had just begun.
Qin Huo did not intend to conquer the capital of Wei in a short period of time.
Time is now on Qin Huo's side.
He planned to slowly wear down the morale of the soldiers in the capital of Wei, deplete the capital's food supplies, and gradually destroy them bit by bit.
Moreover, since the start of the war, Qin Huo had never harassed ordinary people and had even treated prisoners of war well, so Qin Huo had a very good reputation.
Therefore, the will to resist was not so firm among most of the city's residents and soldiers.
A month has passed.
The gates of the capital of Wei opened, and the King of Wei, holding the imperial seal, led his civil and military officials out of the city to surrender!
Qin Huo, along with Xiao Mo and other generals, accepted the surrender.
From then on, the State of Wei was destroyed.
The State of Wei became an integral part of the State of Qin, and its ruler and officials were all brought back to the Qin court.
If nothing unexpected happens.
Capable officials of Wei State will be recruited.
The ruler of Wei would be granted the title of a leisurely prince and live the life of a wealthy man.
After all, killing the ruler of Wei now would be pointless. On the contrary, the current ruler of Wei could serve as a good example, making future monarchs of other countries who would want to fight to the death hesitate.
After the victory banquet, Qin Huo left 50,000 troops to guard the capital of the Wei Kingdom, and then led Xiao Mo back to the capital.
At this point, a full four years had passed since the start of the great war.
Xiao Mo has grown from a sixteen-year-old child into a real man.
The Imperial Palace of the Qin Dynasty, the Imperial Study.
Although Xiao Mo and the others have not yet returned to the capital, the battle report has already been sent to the King of Qin.
Looking at the battle report in his hand, the King of Qin was overjoyed!
He said "good" three times in a row!
"His Majesty wasn't this happy when we destroyed the Bear Kingdom."
Empress Shi, who was serving at the side, smiled and poured a cup of tea for the King of Qin.
"Hahaha, what pleases me most is not just the destruction of the Wei Kingdom, but also this brat Xiao Mo."
The King of Qin smiled and handed over the battle report.
"In the past four years, this kid has conquered a total of twenty-one cities. In fact, because of his handsome appearance, he was noticed by a cultivator from the Le family, who created a song called 'Frosty Red Breaking the Formation Song,' which has now gradually spread throughout the world."
A war that destroyed a nation really made this kid the star.
"Your Majesty, tell me, how should I reward him?"
Seeing the Emperor's smug expression, Empress Shi knew that his joy was genuine: "How Your Majesty rewards him is none of my business. Normally, it would not be an exaggeration for Xiao Mo to be granted a marquisate."
"Yes," the King of Qin nodded, "A king at the age of twenty! If word got out, the whole world would be astonished."
"However," the King of Qin changed the subject, "I have an even better reward."
The King of Qin turned to Empress Shi and asked, "What do you think of Xiao Mo compared to the two legitimate sons of the Xiao family?"
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As soon as the King of Qin finished speaking, Empress Shi was startled, but quickly understood what His Majesty meant.
The Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is a hereditary succession, and it controls the Snow-Treading Dragon Riders; the current generation is the fourth.
In the Qin state, there were even rumors that the Snow-Treading Dragon Riders had become the private army of the Prince of Zhenbei.
Although the Prince of Zhenbei had no intention of rebelling and had even made many military achievements, how could His Majesty possibly be completely at ease?
But if...
If Xiao Mo, who was originally not qualified, were to take control of the Snow-Treading Dragon Riders...
First of all, Xiao Mo is the son of the Prince of Zhenbei, a member of the Xiao family, and carries the blood of the Prince of Zhenbei.
Secondly, Xiao Mo was chosen by His Majesty, and His Majesty's kindness to Xiao Mo was like giving him a second life!
First, it won over the heart of a general like Xiao Mo.
Secondly, it is equivalent to indirectly controlling the Snowdrift Dragon Riders.
This is a win-win situation!
"Your Majesty, Xiao Mo is certainly superior to the two legitimate sons of the Xiao Prince's Mansion," Empress Shi replied.
"Um."
The King of Qin nodded and stroked his beard.
"I'll think about it some more. Let's wait for Qin Huo and Xiao Mo to return to court before making a decision."
"It is said that beneath the Frosty Red City, the two armies clashed, and the drums thundered across the sky."
"And at that very moment! The young general, riding a warhorse and wielding a long spear, charged into the enemy ranks!"
"The young general charged in and out like a war god, wearing a Shura mask as he reaped the lives of enemy soldiers on the battlefield."
"The Frostred City army was utterly annihilated and scattered in all directions. The young general immediately brandished his spear, removed his mask, and revealed an incomparably handsome face."
"As the saying goes—"
The cold gleam of iron armor reflects the moon, as halberds are drawn and horses leap, treading through the dust of war.
A thousand troops are cleaved by wind and thunder; a single spear cuts through mountains and seas in spring.
After a bloody battle that lasted until the enemy's formation was finally broken, half of his helmet was removed, revealing his divine beauty.
The enemy chieftain never expected such a stunning beauty; he has already been sent to the underworld, where countless ghosts will rage in his wake.
"good!"
"reward!"
"One more time! You old codger, you're really getting it right!"
In a teahouse, a storyteller was recounting Xiao Mo's great battle at the foot of Frost Red City, drawing cheers from the onlookers.
In a corner of the teahouse, a young woman, who had heard the song countless times, beamed with joy, her stunning beauty revealed beneath her veil.
After the maid, Peanut, gave the storyteller a small tip, the girl left the teahouse and happily walked down the street.
At this time, various stalls in the capital city displayed fierce-looking Shura masks.
Because we don't know what the person wearing the mask actually looks like.
Therefore, these masks come in all sorts of shapes and sizes.
But this did not diminish the city's residents' love for the masks.
Especially women.
After all, how could a man who is handsome, has superb martial arts skills, and has the talent of a general not attract the hearts of women?
Almost every woman in the city wore a mask, fantasizing about the appearance of the man named "Xiao Mo".
In some restaurants and brothels, various musicians were playing "Frosty Red Breaking the Battle Song".
At this time, Xiao Mo's reputation surpassed that of many generals.
Seeing all this, the girl felt genuinely happy for her childhood playmate.
"I wonder when Xiao Mo will return." The maid Peanut watched as the princess played with a mask, feeling quite emotional. "Your Highness has been waiting for him for four years."
"Soon." Qin Siyao put the mask on Peanut's face. "Xiao Mo will be back soon."
"How did Your Highness know?" Peanut asked doubtfully.
The girl's eyes crinkled into a smile, her face radiant: "I knew it!"
Meanwhile, in a region only five hundred miles from the capital, a large army was returning to the capital, expected to arrive the next day.
Xiao Mo held the reins in one hand and a small clay figure in the other.
"Brother Xiao, who is this clay figure?"
Zhao Wei rode up to Xiao Mo's side and asked curiously.
He noticed that Brother Xiao would take out the somewhat ugly little clay figure every day and hold it in his palm, looking at it.
“This clay figure was made by a silly girl,” Xiao Mo smiled. “I’m telling her that I’m back.”
"Huh? This clay figure has a magic array? Can it transmit sound?" Zhao Wei asked in confusion.
Xiao Mo shook his head: "No."
Zhao Wei was even more confused: "Then how could she know that Brother Xiao was coming back?"
"Her."
Xiao Mo raised his head and looked towards the capital.
"She definitely knows."
(End of this chapter)
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