Meanwhile, the target of General Li Qin's twenty-thousand-strong army was the State of Liaodong, a long-standing enemy of the Great Yu Dynasty along the border.
"Cough, cough... Young Marquis, do you think we'll make it back alive?" Qin An curled his entire body into the snow, his lips and face turned blue, his voice so weak it seemed he could die at any moment.
Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An's current state was entirely due to being implicated by him, and if things continued on this trajectory, the two of them were certain to die. Those who wanted him dead had failed to finish him off at court, so they had resorted to dirty tricks and heavy-handed schemes in the military camp, pushing him toward an absolute grave.
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