He was all too familiar with the names on the general template!
Dian Wei... Xu Huang... Huo Qubing... Han Xin...
Upon seeing these names, Qin Ze took a deep breath, feeling a chill run down his spine!
Aren't these famous generals from history?!
Dian Wei and Xu Huang were both famous generals under Cao Cao during the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Both were incredibly brave and had countless military achievements throughout their lives! They were unparalleled warriors!
Huo Qubing was even more remarkable. During the Western Han Dynasty, Huo Qubing, at the young age of 18, led 800 cavalrymen in his first battle against the Xiongnu and won a great victory, annihilating more than 1,000 enemies. He was then enfeoffed as the Marquis of Champion!
Even more astonishing things were yet to come. At the age of 22, Huo Qubing received the highest praise for a military general: the title of "Sealing the Wolf and Dwelling in the Mountain"!
From then on, it became a symbol of military achievements for strategists throughout history, and the highest honor that all soldiers strive for throughout their lives!
As for Han Xin...
His reputation in the eyes of later generations can be summed up in just two words.
"The God of War!"
These generals were all top-tier figures in their time, but in the future, they could be used as models for their soldiers to serve them!
With such renowned generals at our side, wouldn't we be incredibly powerful in battle?
Although China is now a powerful nation with many great generals in its army, if it were to encounter these famous generals from history, well... I dare not even think about it!
"This is simply...unbelievable!"
Qin Ze muttered to himself, but then he noticed that the names of these people were all grayed out. After clicking in to take a look, Qin Ze discovered a grim fact.
These people need a freaking high number of points!
It turns out that each general template has a corresponding star rating, ranging from one to five stars from low to high.
Even a one-star rating requires 100,000 points!
But soon, Qin Ze realized that he could earn more than 80,000 points a day, which was enough to exchange for a one-star general.
Seeing this, Qin Ze's eyes gradually turned cold.
Jin Fengluan appointed herself as the "King of Zhenbei" with only a nominal title. Once she arrived in Beiliang, she would first eliminate all obstacles within Beiliang's territory, and in the future, she would surely become the true King of Zhenbei!
And by then...
Under the setting sun, a touch of crimson tinged the sky. Qin Ze stood with his hands behind his back, coldly gazing towards the direction of the imperial court...
........
The next day, as dawn broke.
The Qin family had already prepared everything for the journey. The carriages were waiting on the street, and the eight hundred warriors in the manor were all dressed in military uniforms, mounted on their horses, and waiting on the street.
Inside the mansion, Qin Ze, dressed in military attire with a long sword at his waist, stood tall and immovable.
Lin Wan, her eyes slightly red, walked over, wiping away her tears.
She walked very slowly, constantly looking back at the mansion as she went.
Qin Ze walked over and took his mother's hand. Lin Wan, tears welling in her eyes, looked at her son's stern face and whispered, choking back sobs:
“Ze’er, every time your father leads troops into battle, I wait at home. Counting the time, I have lived here for more than 20 years now. If I leave my old home now, I am afraid I will never be able to return.”
His mother's words deeply touched Qin Ze. Since he transmigrated to this world, he has lived here for eighteen years.
This place holds eighteen years of his memories.
He wiped away his mother's tears, leaned down, and whispered in her ear:
"Ze'er promises you that I will definitely bring you back in glory within a year."
"I will take back everything that the Qin family has lost, intact."
Lin Wan was taken aback, then she gripped Qin Ze's hand tightly, her eyes reddening, and nodded, saying:
"Ze'er, I will always believe what you and your father say. Whatever you want to do, I will fully support you!"
Without saying another word, Lin Wan wiped away her tears with her sleeve, composed herself, and followed Qin Ze out of the mansion with a dignified expression.
Even after being banished from the capital, she remained the wife of General Huwei and the mother of the Prince of Zhenbei. She refused to shed a single tear in front of outsiders, lest she become a laughingstock.
"Hoo."
With the sound of horses' hooves, the Qin family left the Qin residence in a grand procession.
The news that Qin Ze had been appointed Prince of Zhenbei and would soon be stationed in Beiliang had spread throughout the capital as early as yesterday. People in the city came out of their homes early in the morning, and the streets were crowded with people.
General Qin Haotian, known for his tiger-like might, spent his life leading armies, pacifying bandits within the country, and driving out foreign tribes. Who among the people did not know him?
Qin Ze began his military career at the age of fifteen, accompanying his father on campaigns. He quickly gained fame and was highly regarded by the people.
Qin's mother was a kind person who often gave generously money and grain to help the poor and needy. Everyone was grateful for the Qin family's benevolence.
At this moment, seeing the Qin family walk onto the street, most of the people were tearful and saw them off.
"General Qin! General Qin! Northern Liang is barren and rife with bandits. Be careful on your long journey of a thousand miles!"
"General! Once you reach Beiliang, please take good care of yourself!"
"General, General, please accept my things!"
A girl of about ten years old, dressed in thin clothes, with tears streaming down her rosy face, was carrying two or three eggs and chasing after Qin Ze, who was riding a horse.
Seeing the girl chasing after him, Qin Ze thought to himself: Judging from her clothes, she must be a poor person. Even a few eggs are a rare treat for her, something she wouldn't normally be willing to eat.
This farewell shows their sincerity.
He bent down and ruffled her hair, chuckling softly.
"Young lady, there's no need to see me off. I am the Prince of Zhenbei. How can I accept gifts from your commoners? Go back."
The girl's tears streamed down her face instantly, and she choked out:
"King Zhenbei, King Zhenbei, General, it is a great blessing for Beiliang to have you here!"
More and more people joined in the shouting.
"The Prince of Zhenbei!"
"The Prince of Zhenbei!"
The sound, like a tidal wave, surged in like a tsunami, deafeningly loud.
This scene deeply moved Qin Ze. He took a deep breath and silently led his family toward the city gate...
........
"Haha, the Prince of Zhenbei? He really thinks he's the Prince of Zhenbei?"
"What do those common people know! This so-called Prince of Zhenbei has no soldiers or power, he's nothing! Hahaha!"
At the Zhenguo General's Mansion, Huang Long burst into laughter upon hearing his subordinate's report.
Qin Haotian was his sworn enemy. Now that he was dead and the Qin family had been expelled from the capital and fled to Beiliang, Huang Long felt a sense of relief.
Qin Ze's journey to Beiliang with eight hundred warriors was an utter joke!
He had already imagined the cold treatment Qin Ze would receive from the commanders of Beiliang after arriving there. The thought of Qin Ze facing bandits, foreign tribes, and uncontrollable troops filled him with a secret sense of satisfaction.
Huang Long picked up his wine glass, took a big gulp, and laughed heartily.
"The Prince of Zhenbei? Can you really keep Beiliang under control?"
Joyful laughter echoed through the lobby...
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