Sailing and Conquest

I'll tell you all, this land is round and we can sail forward without looking back, never worrying about losing our way home—wealth and homestead lie straight ahead.

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Chapter Sixty-Three Uncle

Chapter Sixty-Three Uncle

Qin Mo watched as the large army gradually entered the camp prepared for the reinforcements, and breathed a sigh of relief. Judging from the location and size of the camp, the General's Mansion had treated him quite well; at least they didn't seem to be deliberately making things difficult for him. Ever since he had been forced to come to Maimai City to defend it, he had been on edge, afraid of being harassed again. Now it seemed that perhaps he had really misunderstood.

Just then, a few Rakshasa people in the distance caught his attention. They were clearly chasing a dog. Several people surrounded a black and white dog, caught it in a few moments, and then one of them pulled out a dagger and was about to kill it.

"Stop..." Qin Mo shouted, galloping over and startling the Rakshasa men. They knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly. They never dreamed that chasing a dog would offend the soldiers of the Great Xia Empire. The Great Xia soldiers were now just ordinary citizens of the trading city, while they were nothing more than mud on the ground.

"You...you are really...brutal..." Qin Mo cursed as he dismounted and walked toward the trembling dog.

The elven race possesses a unique affinity for nature, making them exceptionally adept at communicating with plants and animals. It's said that elves with high spiritual power can even communicate with the will of the forest and interact with plants. While Qin Mo cannot communicate with plants, she can certainly be friendly with a starving dog.

The dog whimpered and huddled in a corner, its fluffy ears twitching incessantly. Its thick fur was covered in mud and water, and its four white paws were so worn that their original color was no longer visible. However, its two eyes, one brown and one blue, revealed that it was a genuine Siberian Husky.

Qin Mo hugged the husky to her chest, then coldly asked the Russians, "Where did this dog come from? What do you want with it?"

Huang Yue, who arrived later, spoke Rakshasa and translated for Qin Mo. She then said to Qin Mo, "Your Highness, they just encountered this dog and don't know whose dog it is. As for what they want to do... they are... hungry." Huang Yue knew that Qin Mo had elven blood and that many elves loved animals even more than beautiful women. It seemed that this "weakest Xuan Realm cultivator in history" prince had this hobby.

"Hungry? Does being hungry mean you can eat dog meat? ...Does that mean...you can eat such a cute dog?"

“Your Highness, this dog is a unique breed from Siberia... there are quite a few of them... we often... eat them..." Huang Yue couldn't hold back any longer.

Qin Mo only knew that the cute and handsome husky was a sled dog, but she didn't know it also had another name, the Siberian Husky. Hearing Huang Yue say this, she was overjoyed and said to the Russians, "I won't make things difficult for you. Go and find dogs like these and send them to my camp. Each one can be exchanged for... three... two bottles of this strong liquor."

Qin Mo took out a porcelain bottle from the saddlebag. It contained half a jin of liquor. The cap was opened, and a strong aroma of liquor spread in the air after the snow, intoxicatingly fragrant.

Qin Mo finished speaking and waited for Huang Yue to translate, but Huang Yue didn't translate. Instead, she asked Qin Mo, "Your Highness, is this... really true?"

"Of course it's true? But I don't want an ugly dog, I don't want a dog that's not clever, and I definitely don't want a skinny dog ​​that can't withstand the cold. Don't let them fool this young master." Qin Mo found Huang Yue's reaction very strange. What are you doing sniffing around with a nose like a dog?

"Whoosh!" Huang Yue shouted a few words at the Russians. The Russian soldiers got up and ran away quickly, making Qin Mo wonder to herself, "Is Russian so simple? I made so many requests, and Huang Yue expressed them clearly in just a few words?"

That evening, Huang Yue brought an invitation from the General Who Conquers the North, and Zhao Qirui hosted a banquet to welcome him. The General Who Conquers the North held a prestigious position, and inviting him to dinner was a great show of respect for Qin Mo. However, Qin Mo suspected that Zhao Qirui was probably only doing so out of respect for his adoptive father, Qin Lan. He had heard Wu Shengze mention that Zhao Qirui had once fought alongside Qin Lan against the orc invasion.

"Your Highness... um... the Rakshasa people sent over a few dogs, what do you think?" Huang Yue didn't leave immediately after conveying Zhao Qirui's invitation, and said awkwardly.

"So fast! Come on, let's go take a look." Qin Mo didn't notice Huang Yue's embarrassment at all and walked out excitedly.

Seven huskies, led by several soldiers, were crouching or standing in a corner of the camp. Their adorable appearance attracted the attention of several of Qin Mo's elf followers.

These huskies perfectly met Qin Mo's requirements: their black and white fur was smooth and thick, their legs were strong and they looked like they were good at running, and their eyes were both cute and smart. Qin Mo knew that huskies conquered the hearts of countless dog-loving women with this ability to switch between handsome and cute expressions in an instant.

“Your Highness…this kind of dog…can be quite fierce at times…but they are very clean…and very obedient…” Huang Yue was at a loss for words. This kind of dog was really not fierce enough…in his eyes, it was nothing but good-looking.

"Not bad, not bad. Um... Liu Renguang... bring 20 bottles of wine for Commander Huang, half a jin each." Qin Mo was so happy that she gave Huang Yue a few extra bottles of wine.

"Your Highness, I thank you. I will be waiting for you at the General's Mansion tonight." Huang Yue was very pleased to see Qin Mo being so generous. The aroma of wine that had wafted through the alley was truly tempting.

"Um... this young master needs a hundred of these dogs... could Commander Huang help me ask the Rakshasa people?"

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