Give it to her? Is Huyan Xun out of his mind?

She wouldn't take advantage of a good deal... Is this really her?

Qin Susu drew the bow to test its strength.

The crossbow was powerful and of superior quality; she really liked it.

Apu stared intently at Qin Susu's movements, his eyes following her every move. Finally, out of fear of Huyan Xun, he sat down in a corner.

"Qiu Yan, I'll give you one more chance." Hu Yanxun regretted it as soon as he delivered the crossbow.

Qiu Yan shook her head, indicating that she did not need it.

Huyan Xun reached out, trying to snatch the bow and crossbow back from Qin Susu's hand.

But Qin Susu dodged to the side and then ran towards the door.

Qin Susu wanted to try it out and see if this crossbow was any good.

As she ran to the door, she turned back and clasped her hands in a fist salute to Huyan Xun.

"Chanyu, thank you very much."

Huyan Xun... that foolish woman, she's suddenly become clever now, realizing it's a good bow.

He originally intended to make Qiu Yan jealous.

However, Qiu Yan's expression remained unchanged, her face completely calm.

Oh God, this damn sense of frustration is back again.

Ling Ba and Vera remained silent throughout, but their hearts were far from calm.

Under the dark night sky, Huyan Xun led Qiu Yan and Ling Ba toward the hunting grounds.

Vera and Ap were left in the tent.

The grassland under the night sky is dotted with firelight, creating a lively scene.

Qiu Yan carefully observed her surroundings. Groups of barbarian soldiers began to make their way to the hunting grounds.

As they walked, they recounted their achievements of the day and their performance in the upcoming hunting grounds.

Upon seeing Huyan Xun, they bowed and slowed their pace, following behind Huyan Xun and his two companions.

Ling Ba walked silently, without uttering a single word.

Qiu Yan already knew that there were about 10,000 to 20,000 troops on the entire grassland where they were located.

As for the other armies in the Northern Desert, she had no idea.

"Chanyu, your general has won a great victory, why not hold a grand celebration banquet?"

Ling Ba: A victory celebration banquet? Why is Xiao Yan asking this?

"This..." Huyan Xun was filled with excitement when he spoke of the victory.

However, based on Hu Yanxun's limited understanding of Qiu Yan, he thought that Qiu Yan would not be interested in his war, but unexpectedly, she asked him about it herself.

This is unusual.

"I never expected that Miss Qiu Yan would care about things in my Northern Desert."

Qiu Yan: "Didn't the Chanyu say that he would accompany me to Northern Qi? I'm wondering if we're on the same page in terms of timing."

Ling Ba: He seems to have guessed what Xiao Yan is going to do.

"Oh?" Hu Yanxun thought to himself, and couldn't help but take a closer look at Qiu Yan's eyebrows and eyes. Seeing that her eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, he temporarily dispelled his doubts.

"With war imminent, it's a bit early to celebrate. Let's wait until we've destroyed Dongjin before we hold a celebration."

“Celebrating victory, in its original meaning, is to celebrate the victory and commend the meritorious service. Your beloved general won the battle, but you didn’t show any appreciation at all.” Qiu Yan paused slightly, then shook her head.

Hu Yanxun curled his lip. "Qiu Yan, you're lecturing me now. Tell me, what's wrong with it?"

Ling Ba: He also felt there was nothing wrong with it. Whether or not to celebrate the victory is irrelevant; the most important thing is the final victory.

A victory celebration banquet is indispensable after the final victory.

He listened intently, awaiting Qiu Yan's reply.

"What the soldiers need is morale and reassurance, not indiscriminate killing."

Slaughter only numbs the soldiers' minds and distorts their character. Do your beloved generals, whose minds are filled with nothing but killing and women, share your ambition to dominate the Central Plains?