"The rise and fall of a nation is the responsibility of every citizen! I have come here today not only to avenge my sworn brother, but also to contribute to the country's fight against the Xiongnu!"
“My sworn brother was misled by a villain, which led to the fall of Fuling City and the massacre of the city’s people and soldiers by the Xiongnu. Today, my husband and I risked our lives to recapture the city and return it to the court.”
"I beg the Duke of Zhenguo to inform the imperial court and allow my daughter to atone for my brother's sins on behalf of the people of Liangzhou!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Zian stepped forward and grasped Han Shizhong and Liang Hongyu's wrists, saying...
"Now the Xiongnu are coming in with great force, wanting to start a war, and the people are suffering in dire straits."
"Since you two have such a fervent desire to serve your country, how could I refuse?"
"I will naturally report today's events to the court truthfully and help you two gain recognition."
"If you want to atone for your sins, then kill more Xiongnu traitors to avenge the people and soldiers who died tragically in Fuling City!"
With the addition of Han Shizhong, Liang Hongyu, and two thousand Beiwei soldiers, Mu Zian's paper strength increased dramatically.
After exchanging pleasantries, Han Shizhong clasped his hands in greeting.
"Brothers, please come to Rucheng for a chat."
A sound of rusty iron scraping together rang out.
The city that had been seized by the Xiongnu people returned to the hands of Dali once again.
Mu Zian simply made a riskier choice, and Fuling City was easily obtained without him even having to exert any effort.
Upon entering Fuling City and gazing upon the countless corpses of the Xiongnu people scattered around him, Mu Zian couldn't help but sigh.
Perhaps this is the reward for the brave.
Meanwhile, two fast horses, each carrying an urgent message, traveled in opposite directions, one to the south and one to the north.
When the news of the massacre of 10,000 Xiongnu vanguard soldiers reached both the capital of Dali and the camp of the Xiongnu Left Wise King, it was widely reported.
That truly was a case of some rejoicing while others grieved.
A smile doesn't disappear; it simply moves from one person's face to another's.
Emperor Xiao Yu of Dali and the Left Wise King of the Xiongnu were in the same situation, just as they were at that time.
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