And this time, the target of Li Qin's army of twenty thousand was the State of Liaodong, the border rival of the Dayu Dynasty.
"Cough, cough... Young Marquis, do you think we'll make it back alive?" Qin An curled up into a ball on the snowy ground, his lips and face turned blue, his voice so weak as though he might die at any moment.
Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An's suffering was entirely due to him, and if things kept going this way, the two of them were certainly doomed.
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