Behind her is Princess Qin Yiyao of Changle, and behind her are her five hundred personal guards.
"It's the young lord!" Hua Yue, who was behind Mu Lianrong, straightened her neck and shouted. You He, who was beside her, also expressed joy after seeing Mu Qingge who was safe and sound.
The two of them, left by Mu Qingge's side with Mu Lianrong, had been on tenterhooks these days, but now their worries have finally returned to their original position.
Mu Lianrong also saw Mu Qingge beside Mu Xiong. She stared at her and murmured: "Qingge, it seems a little different."
Youhe and Huayue looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.
Is the young prince different
"Hush!" Mu Xiong's horse stopped in front of the two princes.
Mu Xiong's sharp eyes swept over the two of them, and he lightly cupped his fists and said, "Prince, Prince Rui."
This arrogant attitude made Qin Jinxiu feel unhappy, but due to the situation, he had to force out a gentle smile: "Thank you for your hard work, sir."
Qin Jinhao sneered at Qin Jinxiu, clasped his hands and said, "I am here to congratulate my old master on his return from victory, adding another glory to my name as the God of War of the Qin Kingdom."
The big compliments were thrown out, but they didn't make Mu Xiong feel better.
He said with an indifferent expression: "Prince Rui has given you the reward. This victory is not due to me, Mu Xiong, but to the sacrifices of thousands of Mu family soldiers regardless of their own safety."
The corners of Qin Jinhao's mouth twitched, and for a moment, he couldn't speak.
Prince Rui felt depressed, which made the prince feel better. He showed a handsome smile without any trace of violence: "My dear sir, my father has prepared a reception banquet for you in the palace. Please accompany me to the palace."
"Slow down." Mu Xiong stopped Qin Jinxiu's proposal.
He neither thanked nor refused the arrangement made by the man in the palace. He looked at Mu Lianrong and said loudly: "Lianrong."
Mu Lianrong immediately rode forward with an equally solemn expression: "Father."
His daughter's voice caused a crack in the calmness in Mu Xiong's eyes. Almost, almost he would never see his daughter again.
Holding back the sadness in his heart, Mu Xiong said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty only allowed five thousand members of the Mu family army to come back to report their duties. What they carried on their backs were the ashes of martyrs who sacrificed their lives to defend Qin and protect the people of Qin. You must make proper arrangements to bury the souls of these martyrs who can be brought back alive, and notify their families. They are worthy of me, the son of the Qin State, and worthy of the warriors of my Mu family army!"
Mu Xiong's words finally let the people watching around know what the porcelain jars in the bamboo baskets were for.
The joy on their faces because of the victory gradually faded away. There were even faint sounds of crying in the crowd.
"Yes! Lian Rong will definitely live up to his fate!" Mu Lianrong resisted the urge to cry and agreed.
Five thousand people, each carrying four or five porcelain jars behind him. Altogether, there are 20,000 people. These are still the bones that can be recovered. Are those that cannot be recovered buried in the belly of the beast tribe
This inference was not only known to Mu Lianrong, but also to the people around him.
Suddenly, the area around Luodu City Gate was surrounded by a sad emotion.
Qin Jinxiu and Qin Jinhao, who were among them, had to restrain their thoughts, especially Qin Jinxiu. He was angry at such a reaction, and he knew the Mu family army's affairs best.
In his opinion, those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. As long as they can kill Mu Xiong, what does it mean to sacrifice some Mu family troops? However, Mu Xiong's words and the reactions of the people around him made him feel guilty.
(End of chapter)