Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 342 Must be rewarded

Looking at the emperor who was becoming increasingly thin, Concubine Du had a worried look on her face and felt pain in her heart.

I just regret that none of these ministers are useful. At least they can make the emperor smile.

But today, the emperor actually issued an order to add more dishes.

Isn't this a great joyous event?

The whole palace was as lively as if it were New Year's Day. Everyone was busy and busy with something.

Anyway, don't let yourself be idle, or the emperor will be unhappy if he sees you.

Dozens of dishes were placed on the table. The emperor sat in the middle, staring at each dish, as if he was judging the quality of the dishes with his eyes.

Concubine Du was serving by the side, gently adjusting the hem of the emperor's dragon robe.

"Your Majesty, please try this dish. It's the specialty of the imperial chef Du Laodao."

"Oh, Du Laodao? Is he the cook in your family?"

Zhao Zheng was also in the mood to play a joke on his concubine.

"Your Majesty, it was you who ate his food and said it was delicious, so you summoned him to the palace."

Concubine Du twisted her waist coquettishly.

"Okay, when King Rui comes over later, we can taste it together."

Prince Rui Zhao Xun had already prepared everything for entering the palace.

When he received the report on the Qingshui battle, he knew that his royal brother would definitely summon him to the palace to celebrate together.

The Black Turban Army wreaked havoc in the vast interior of China, and the armies of all sides were unable to do anything to them.

This suicidal attack made many soldiers lose their temper, leading to psychological collapse and inability to resist.

Many big cities and important towns fell into the hands of King Fu.

It caused headaches for generals from all sides.

But now, Lin Feng killed 40,000 troops in one battle, and only mobilized 20,000 people.

King Rui really wanted to go to Zhenxi in person to see what kind of person Lin Feng was.

The two brothers sat opposite each other at the two ends of a long table.

They raised their glasses, looked at each other from afar, and when their eyes met, they felt quite happy.

The court, which was in turmoil, finally saw a glimmer of hope.

The sad mood of many days also cracked a little, letting the light warm it for a while.

"Brother Wang, this is a brilliant move."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. It is all thanks to your support. You have a keen eye and know how to appoint the right people."

Zhao Zhen burst into laughter.

Concubine Du hurriedly used her snow-white hands to stroke his chest, fearing that he would choke.

"In this way, Lin Feng will be transferred to the capital to support the king. He will be appointed as the General of the Imperial Guards and will help me destroy that Zhao Zheng."

The emperor drank the wine in his glass in one gulp and spoke loudly.

Prince Rui quickly stopped him, saying, "My Royal Brother, wait a minute. Lin Feng is facing tens of thousands of Tie Zhen cavalrymen, and the border is also of paramount importance. We must not act rashly."

Concubine Du frowned and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor has spoken, how can this matter be changed?"

She was very dissatisfied with Lin Feng. Although she couldn't say she hated him, she really wanted to transfer him to Kyoto.

If it is placed in Kyoto, it will be its own territory.

When the time comes, it will be easy to find a way to deal with him.

The brothers Zhao Zhen and Zhao Xun had no idea that the woman in front of them had no thoughts about the country and the court.

In Concubine Du's heart, there are only her own likes and dislikes. Anyone who offends her will be killed.

I don’t care whether you are useful or not.

Emperor Zhao Zhen was not a very foolish king. He was just happy for a moment and lost himself in thought.

"Haha, I was a little impatient. I must reward Lin Feng."

Of course, Prince Rui was willing to do so. After all, Lin Feng was someone he favored, and his son Zhao Shuo was still with him.

"How does my royal brother plan to reward Lin Feng?"

Zhao Zhen didn't want to worry about these things, so he waved his hand.

"Brother, please come up with a proposal and have Han Qi and the others discuss it before issuing an edict."

"Brother Emperor, I, your humble brother, would like to thank you for your grace on behalf of Lin Feng."

Zhao Zhen frowned and said, "Well, let Lin Feng clean up Zhenxi as soon as possible, and then go to the capital to support the king, quell the rebellion for me, and consolidate my great clan's rule."

Prince Rui smiled broadly, "Of course, my royal brother has great foresight."

Zhao Zhen was happy for a moment and glanced at Concubine Du who was almost snuggling into his arms.

The beauty by my side is as gentle as water.

A surge of heat instantly rushed through his body. He embraced Concubine Du's soft waist with his left hand and waved his right hand.

"I'm tired, please leave."

Lin Feng stayed in the headquarters and wrote a new song.

When he heard that the discipline song he wrote was very effective in the battle against the Black Scarf Army.

Not only did he suppress the opponent's strange spell, but he also silenced the Black Scarf Army's war drums.

I immediately felt a desire to create.

He wanted to write a song that was more passionate, more shocking, or more likely to heighten the morale of the battle.

Of course, strictly speaking, it is not called creation, but plagiarism.

It's just that no one here will hold him responsible for infringement.

I was thinking in my mind, which song can bring the rhythm better on the battlefield?

It must have a strong sense of rhythm, the kind that makes the soldiers' blood boil when they hear it.

Adding appropriate war drum sounds and charging according to the rhythm will surely enhance the soldiers' fighting spirit.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, and various remembered songs flashed through his mind.

It can’t be too modern. If you want to inspire people, it has to be old songs or golden songs from that world.

I know quite a few songs, and they flash through my mind in a chaotic manner.

Suddenly, a melody appeared in my mind.

Lin Feng couldn't help but hum: "I am a soldier, from the common people..."

This is a good one, simple and popular, and people can recite it quickly.

He stood up excitedly, paced back and forth in the room, humming a tune and changing the lyrics.

Then he leaned over and wrote the lyrics on the desk.

Bai Jing brought in tea and looked curiously.

He couldn't help but recite: "I am a soldier, from the common people. I defeated the Tartar invaders and wiped out the Black Scarf Soldiers. I am a soldier, I love my country and the common people. The Qingshui Corps has tested me, and my position has become more firm..."

She looked at Lin Feng with confusion.

"Brother, is this poetry?"

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Listen, I'll sing for you."

After saying that, he took a deep breath and sang loudly.

While singing, he clenched his fists, placed them in front of his chest, and waved them from time to time.

The whole person's aura immediately changed.

Bai Jing's blood boiled after hearing this.

The melody of this song is really uplifting and has a very strong sense of rhythm.

After Lin Feng finished singing the song, he excitedly waved the lyrics in his hand.

"With this song, coupled with the rhythm of the war drums, the team is guaranteed to destroy anyone they meet."

Bai Jing shook her head and smiled, "Oh, I'm really impressed by you. Everything you put into your hands has a magical effect."

"Promote it immediately and let all soldiers learn it. It will be very useful when the time comes."

Bai Jing took the lyrics, looking a little hesitant.

"Brother, should I go and sing for them?"

Lin Feng scratched his head: "Oh, that's right. It's not good to always ask you to sing for them. Cheng Liang, Wen Jian, come in."

Lin Feng passed the song to two guards and asked them to sing it well before singing it in other places.

Zhao Shuo was coming in from outside, and his eyes lit up when he heard the song.

Then he started singing along.

Lin Feng was still clapping his hands on the desk, which was the beat of the marching drum.

For a moment, the headquarters was filled with passionate singing.

A room full of people were singing happily when a soldier came in to report.

"Report, General, there is a letter from the Western Xia Kingdom."

Lin Feng looked excited as he took the envelope from Cheng Liang, opened it and took a look.

The signature is Li Jiping, the commander-in-chief of the Yinzhou Military Supervision Office of the Western Xia Kingdom.

The content roughly agreed to Lin Feng's request for substitution, but the Xixia side had to add a condition.