The God of War Who Protects the Nation: Starting with Saving a Mother and Daughter in Distress

After a moment of mental confusion, Qin An quickly continued reading.

Yang Yuyan's words reveal Qin An's joy at having an heir.

They also talked about the specific situation.

It turns out that when Qin An stopped Shan Tong from leaving the city to find food, Li Qingwan and Shan Bing were already close to their due dates.

Just a few days ago, Li Qingwan's water broke first, and she successfully gave birth to a daughter for Qin An.

Dan Bing, who had been silent until now, seemed to have been provoked by Li Qingwan.

Just after Li Qingwan gave birth, Shan Bing also entered the delivery room and gave birth to a son.

Qin An's hand trembled slightly.

Still seemingly a little incredulous, he quickly opened the other two letters, written by Li Qingwan and Shan Bing respectively.

Li Qingwan's words also reveal the joy of becoming a mother for the first time.

He said his daughter weighed 6.2 pounds at birth and looked a lot like him.

At the end of the letter, he mentioned that Shan Bing and he had both gone into the delivery room on the same day and given birth to a son, which vaguely revealed his envy and resentment.

Compared to Li Qingwan's neat handwriting, Shan Bing's letters are more unconventional.

"My husband! I've given birth! It's a son! Seven pounds! Eight ounces heavier than Qingwan's daughter! I've won! Hurry back after you finish the war to see your son, or he'll be walking soon!"

Dan Bing's letter was written in a jumbled mess, but every word was filled with the excitement of becoming a new mother.

She even added a small footprint at the end of the letter, with a note in small print: "This is my son's footprint."

Qin An stood there, his fingers trembling slightly as he held the letter.

He looked up at the sky; the moon in the night was waning in the west, hanging in a corner of the sky.

He folded the letter and put it into the brocade box.

He had no interest in what was inside the brocade box.

"General...?" Han Quan tentatively called out from the side.

Qin An's reaction was off; he had never seen Qin An show such an expression since he had known him.

Qin An stood up, opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Luo Kai had also come over at some point. Seeing Qin An's expression, he frowned and asked, "General, has something happened in the capital?"

Qin An shook his head, then nodded, and then said in a slightly dry voice, "My daughter was born, weighing six pounds and two ounces. My son was also born an hour later, weighing seven pounds."

He said this with little expression on his face, but the tone of his voice rose slightly at the end, as if he was trying to suppress it but couldn't.

Luo Kai was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly: "You mean... you're a father? With both a son and a daughter?"

Qin An nodded.

Luo Kai's expression changed from stunned to ecstatic. He slapped Cheng Zhiyuan on the back, making Cheng Zhiyuan stagger.

"Did you hear that? Qin An has an heir! A son and a daughter in one day!"

Cheng Zhiyuan was still holding the axe handle in his hand. After hearing Luo Kai's words, he was stunned for a moment, then grinned and spoke in a voice that could be heard for half a mile in the night.

"A daughter and a son? Holding two in one day? General, you...you're amazing!"

He stopped mid-sentence and turned to look at the still-moving procession on the official road to the south.

He turned back, lowered his voice, but the excitement in his tone remained undiminished.

"This is an auspicious sign, General! You've just become a father, and now war is about to break out—double happiness!"

Luo Kai chimed in from the side, "What do you mean by double happiness? This is triple happiness! Winning the battle is the third joy!"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the official road to the south, "The brothers have been waiting for half a year, waiting for this battle today. General, your good news has come at just the right time."

Cheng Zhiyuan slung the large axe over his shoulder, turned to the guards around him who were looking in his direction, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Did you all hear that? General Qin has become a father! A son and a daughter were born in the first day! Shouldn't you uncles give him a big gift?"

His voice pierced the night, and the surrounding cavalrymen fell silent for a moment, then roared in response.

Someone whistled, and someone tapped the saddle bridge with the back of their knife.

The crisp sound of metal clashing carried far on the night wind.

Han Quan muttered, "If there's nothing much to give, then let's give them a great victory."

As he spoke, he pulled his long sword from the ground, its tip gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Luo Kai bowed to Qin An and said, "General, the brothers have been waiting for this battle for more than half a year. With your order, we will win this great victory as a gift to the young general."

The already high morale of the crowd was further fueled, and they all joined in the discussion.

"The little general's birth was so timely; it's destined to bring us good fortune."

"Uncle? For no other reason than that one word 'uncle,' we have to take him down."

"Celebrating the young general's birthday with a great victory? I like that approach."

"..."

Qin An stood there, handing the brocade box to the guard beside him for safekeeping.

Seeing the excited crowd, he gripped the halberd again. The shaft was cool against his palm, and he could feel the direction of each line.

He took a deep breath, and when he looked up, the slight daze in his eyes had been suppressed.

Instead, something stronger and heavier emerged, like a fire that had been burning for more than half a year, and finally someone poured a ladle of oil into it.

"Okay." He said only one word, then mounted his horse.

The black steed seemed to sense its master's change in mood, pawing the ground twice with its four hooves and snorting.

Qin An turned his horse to face the official road to the south, raised his halberd high, the blade drawing an arc in the moonlight: "Follow me! Let's celebrate my child's birthday with the blood of our enemies."

Five thousand cavalrymen filed down the hill.

The horses' hooves trampled the moonlight and the night grass, the sound of their hooves growing from slow to fast, from scattered to dense, like a chain tightening rapidly as it rushed toward the official road to the south.

Qin An was at the very front, the night wind blowing directly into his armor.

It was cold, but his back was burning hot.

He gripped the halberd tighter than usual, with such force that it seemed as if he could squeeze water out of the iron handle.

The two lines on the letter flashed through my mind, and only one thought remained in my heart.

"Children, I have children! I will fight my way for a bright and promising future for them!"

……

Xu Mao's entourage had been traveling along the official road for almost half an hour.

The cavalry were in front, and the infantry were behind, with the two groups about five miles apart.

The cavalry force was still led by Shan Tong.

Xu Mao personally led the Wu brothers to oversee the infantry formation.

When the sound of horses' hooves approached from the flank, Xu Mao was in the middle of the infantry column.

The moment he heard the voice, he abruptly reined in his horse, his voice low but extremely fast: "Halt! Form a circular formation! Shields on the outside, spears on the inside, archers in the center!"

Since both sides were playing their cards openly, Xu Mao was clearly prepared in advance.

The command flag was waved twice in the darkness, but the troops reacted a beat too late.

Everyone knew they were fleeing for their lives, and morale was low, leading to chaos.

Even with Xu Mao's exceptional command skills, he could no longer control the team as effortlessly as before.

The outer shield bearers had just raised their shields, and the inner spearmen hadn't even had time to lower their spears from their shoulders, when Qin An's cavalry arrived.

Qin Anchong was at the very front.

He could see clearly that there was a distinct indentation on the outer edge of the infantry column, a gap between two hundred-man squads that hadn't yet closed, wide enough for three horses to ride abreast.

"Xu Mao, Xu Mao, let's settle all our old and new scores today."

With this belief, Qin An tightened his grip on his horse's flanks, and the speed of the Snow-Clad Black Steed increased even further.

The tip of the halberd was aimed at the gap and plunged straight in.

The moment he charged in, the shields on both sides were still closing inwards.

Qin An's halberd arrived first, sweeping away the three shields on the left side with a single blow.

The soldier behind the shield staggered backward, knocking over the people behind him.

The black steed, Treading Snow, charged in, stepping over the fallen shield. Where its hooves landed, screams rang out and people scattered to the sides.

Cheng Zhiyuan followed closely behind, his great axe cleaving in from Qin An's right side.

The axe blade pierced through the second row of shields, shattering two spear shafts, and splinters of wood mixed with iron filings splattered all over the faces of those nearby.

The entire infantry line was torn open in the middle.

Five thousand cavalrymen poured through this opening, like a red-hot iron rod being plunged into frozen grease, the process incredibly smooth.

The soldiers in the center of the formation were still trying to change their formation according to the command flag, but the shield bearers on the periphery had already been scattered.

The orders didn't reach the ears of those on the outermost edge; only a few centurions nearby were shouting at the top of their lungs.

The sounds were drowned out by the clatter of horses' hooves and the clanging of metal.

Wu Tian, ​​who was stationed with Xu Mao in the central army, watched as his brothers died one after another, suffering heavy casualties. His teeth clenched so tightly they rattled.

He spurred his horse to charge towards the middle, but Wu Yun grabbed the reins: "What are you doing?"

"I'll kill Qin An!" Wu Tian's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth.

Wu Yun didn't let go: "Don't be impulsive, obey the commander's orders."

Wu Tian reined in his horse hard, his face turning purple, and then looked at Xu Mao: "General..."

The implication of volunteering for the mission is self-evident.

He was not afraid of Qin An at all, and even wanted to fight him.

Now is the best time.

Xu Mao, who was mentally prepared, was also heartbroken by the loss, but knew it was unavoidable, so he remained calm.

"No need to rush. We just need to hold out for three charges by Qin An's cavalry, and the cavalry at the front will be able to come back and repel Qin An."

He ignored Wu Tian's request to fight, and showed no panic. He calmly responded and continuously directed the change of formation.

Although Xu Mao had anticipated this, Qin An and the others were clearly not in a good state.

Emboldened by the joyous news of Qin An's birth, the government troops performed exceptionally well.

Everyone was already caught up in the killing frenzy.

Cheng Zhiyuan, standing in the crowd, swung his axe in a wide arc and cleaved it down into the enemy ranks.

Where the axe blade struck, some had half of their shoulder armor ripped off, while others were cleaved to the ground, shield and all.

He even started shouting at the top of his lungs as he chopped.

"This axe blow was for General Zhang!"

"This axe blow is for my fallen brother!"

"This axe blow was for my nephew."

"This axe blow was for my daughter-in-law."

Luo Kai's spear pierced through the breastplates of both men from the other side, and blood flowed down the shaft as it was pulled out.

He took a moment to turn around and chuckle at Cheng Zhiyuan's retreating figure.

"The first three moves are one thing, but your son isn't even here yet, so where did this daughter-in-law come from?"

Cheng Zhiyuan chopped down another man with his axe, without even turning his head: "When I, Old Cheng, go back, I'll have a son, bring General Qin's daughter home, and then I'll have a daughter-in-law. What? You're not happy about that?"