"You bunch of unruly commoners! You know we've come on the orders of the imperial court, yet you still have no sense of propriety! You keep talking about the Prince of Zhenbei, do you think he's above His Majesty?!"
"Hmph, anyone who dares to say another word, don't blame me for being impolite!"
On the street, the people who heard this looked grief-stricken, but dared not speak out against their anger.
With sighs, they could only silently return home.
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Meanwhile, outside Hurong Pass, the sentries left behind by Qin Ze, burning with rage, were galloping towards the grasslands.
In fact, wherever Qin Ze sets foot on the Beiku Grassland, there are sentries monitoring the area every five miles.
At this moment, sentries were relaying messages to each other, needing to immediately pass the intelligence to Qin Ze...
Time passed slowly, and it was just past noon.
The sound of iron hooves echoed across the grasslands inhabited by the Beiyang tribe.
The Hu soldiers on duty looked up and saw a large army galloping towards them from not far away, their formation terrifying!
His eyes narrowed, and he immediately blew the horn.
"Waaah!"
The sound of the bugle immediately stirred up the quiet military camp.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Inside the large tent, Bei Yangmang, still rubbing his eyes sleepily after waking up, hadn't fully recovered from his hangover when he heard the person beside him scream:
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened! We've been attacked!"
Upon hearing this, Bei Yangmang shuddered, and his sleepiness vanished instantly.
"What?!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a soldier rushed in from outside the tent, shouting in alarm:
"Your Majesty! The Prince of Zhenbei is leading his army! They're coming very quickly!"
Bei Yangmang's eyelids twitched, and he jumped up hastily, grabbing his clothes and pulling them on while shouting:
"How many people? Where did they go?"
The soldier quickly replied, "We don't know the exact number of men or horses, but they're very close, only a few miles away!"
"Quick! Quick! Quickly gather the troops!" Bei Yangmang hurriedly put on his shoes and rushed out of the tent.
As soon as they stepped out of the tent, they heard the sound of horns coming from not far away.
The army was in complete chaos, with several officers running back and forth trying to gather the soldiers.
A lieutenant general, looking flustered, rushed over.
"Your Majesty, the Prince of Zhenbei's army is coming in a fierce manner. From a distance, it appears to number in large numbers, probably tens of thousands!"
Upon hearing that there were tens of thousands of people, Bei Yangmang's initial panic subsided somewhat.
But soon, a thought suddenly struck him, and a question lingered in his mind, making his heart leap into his throat.
"Tu Tianque has been gathering his army to fight a decisive battle with the Prince of Zhenbei these past few days, so why has he come here to kill me today?"
"Did he bypass Tu Tianque's army and choose to attack us directly?"
"Or... have they already finished fighting? If they've finished, does that mean..."
The moment this thought crossed Bei Yangmang's mind, a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
He suddenly shuddered.
It was midday, yet he suddenly felt a chill...
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