"Yes, sir!"
The soldier turned and left.
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The General's Residence.
In the back garden.
Huang Long was chatting with his son Huang Tianhu, and what they were talking about was naturally the matter of the Hu horses on the border.
Huang Tianhu was broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with a plump, fair face. However, his long-term indulgence in wine and women had given him deep-set eyes that made him look somewhat dull. At this moment, he looked at his father and said:
"Father, do you mean that after Qin Ze dies, I should go to Beiliang to suppress the Hu tribes?"
Huang Long nodded and smiled, "That's right, exactly."
Huang Tianhu raised an eyebrow, shook his head, and said, "There's no profit to be made? And we have to fight those barbarian hordes. What benefits can we possibly gain? I don't really want to go."
"Father, you have so many generals under your command, why don't you let them go instead?"
Seeing his son's listless appearance, Huang Long said in a deep voice:
"What do you know?"
"You did what Qin Ze couldn't do. Doesn't that earn you fame?"
"So what if we go to Huma? We don't necessarily have to fight. At most, we can talk and that'll be fine."
"You stay there for a month, make them retreat a hundred miles, and receive His Majesty's reward. Then you can come back. Then send someone else there, and that's it. After that, it's none of your business."
Huang Tianhu scratched his head, then his eyes lit up, and he grinned and said:
"Oh, it's gilded!"
"Dad, you really know how to handle things!"
"If that's the case, will His Majesty appoint me as a king of a different surname after I return?"
"Then you'll be an old prince, Father!" Huang Tianhu grinned, his round, beady eyes wide.
Huang Long rolled his eyes, speechless for a moment.
He knew that his second son was always like this, always having wild ideas, so he just shook his head.
Huang Tianhu continued:
"Father, when shall I go?"
Huang Long stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and said, "I suppose it will be within the next few days."
"Perhaps news has already come from Beiliang that 'the Prince of Zhenbei has died at the hands of the Hu horses, and Hurong Pass is in dire need of help.'"
After saying this, the father and son looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Just then, a servant rushed in in a panic.
"My lord! News has arrived from Beiliang!"
Huang Long spread his hands, looked at his son and laughed, "See, he's here just like I told you. I was right."
Huang Tianhu nodded with a smile and shouted at the servants, "What's the rush? Speak slowly."
The servant took a few deep breaths before continuing:
"Reporting to my lord! A great victory at Hurong Pass! The Prince of Zhenbei has annihilated 80,000 Hu cavalry!"
"The news has spread throughout the capital!"
Huang Long's smile froze abruptly, and his outstretched hand slowly fell.
Huang Tianhu's expression froze for a moment, then he grabbed the servant by the collar and roared:
"What did you say? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"Annihilated 80,000 Hu cavalry? Qin Ze?"
The servant, trembling like a leaf, hurriedly replied, "It's absolutely true, sir!"
Huang Tianhu's expression froze, and he turned to look at his father, whose face was stiff. "Father, how...how do you explain this?"
Huang Long's eyes narrowed, his face turned ashen, and a sinister glint filled his eyes as he gritted his teeth and said:
"How could that be? How could he have annihilated 80,000 Hu cavalry?"
"Those were Hu horses, not bandits! It would be an impossible task to repel Hu horses within five days and cover a hundred li, yet he annihilated them!"
"This...this is simply unbelievable!"
"Could it be that a massive army descended from the heavens and helped him kill 80,000 barbarian cavalrymen?"
Huang Long clenched his teeth, and the fat on his face began to tremble slightly.
I've already sent Zhao Yuan to join forces with Hu Ma to plot and kill Qin Ze, but I still can't make him die in Beiliang!
He even annihilated 80,000 Hu horses!
How can I convince him?
Huang Tianhu, standing to the side, frowned, scratched his head, then suddenly widened his eyes, clapped his hands, and said:
"I understand, Father!"
"It must be because Huma is too weak!"
"I suspect that Hu Ma is all talk and no action, and that's why he killed 80,000 people. Sigh, if that's the case, wouldn't it have been easy for me to achieve this feat if I had gone back then?"
"What a pity! This lucrative position should have been given to me in the first place."
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