The target of Li Qin’s twenty-thousand-strong army this time was the State of Liaodong, the Great Yu Dynasty’s archenemy on the border.
"Cough, cough... Young Marquis, do you think we’ll make it back alive?" Qin An was curled up on the snowy ground. His lips and face were blue, and his voice was so faint it sounded as if he might expire at any moment.
Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was being dragged down entirely because of him, and if things continued on this path, they were both certainly doomed. Those who wanted him dead hadn't managed to finish him off in the imperial court, so they were now stabbing him in the back within the army, determined to see him destroyed.
Chapter 450