"What did you gain this time?" Huyan Xun pressed, his face beaming with undisguised pride.
"Most of the Western Rong are already under our control," the subordinate reported, stepping forward and continuing:
"General Yuwen has brought back quite a lot of prey."
Upon hearing the report, Qiu Yan secretly pondered the approximate location of the Western Rong.
When she came here, she and Qin Susu had passed through this area, traversing many deserts, both large and small.
Of course, when they passed through Xirong, they also heard about some border battles.
Once you cross the Western Rong, you'll reach the Western Regions.
And Xirong was precisely the Qinghai region she remembered. She couldn't help but sigh, this world is both vast and small.
"Good!" Huyan Xun grinned and began to laugh wildly, "Hahaha, today is truly a good day."
He was incredibly excited to receive several pieces of good news in a row.
Huyan Xun's eyes flashed with a fierce light; at this moment, his gaze was like that of a vicious wolf.
"Qiu Yan, would you be interested in watching our tribe's hunting grounds? The hunting grounds at night are the most interesting."
Today's joy is a good opportunity to cheer on his valiant subordinates and boost their morale for the battle a month from now.
Huyan Xun's favorite pastime was this kind of entertainment, which allowed him to hone his archery skills while also intimidating the Western Rong and other countries, causing them to collapse without a fight and submit to him one by one.
"Hunting?" Qiu Yan suddenly looked up. "What do you mean?"
"You'll find out soon enough." Hu Yanxun didn't say it outright; he was deliberately mysterious, intending to pique Qiu Yan's interest.
However, Qiu Yan's heart is now entirely devoted to the man she loves.
"No, we're in a hurry to get going. We'll set off after dinner."
"What's the rush? We agreed to go together." As they traveled, Huyan Xun was thinking that he should get a good rest tonight and continue their journey early tomorrow morning.
Qiu Yan: Who told you that?
What she was thinking about was how to keep Huyan Xun in his tribe.
Even a brief stop can give Dongjin some breathing room.
As she turned around, she saw rows of prison vans in the distance.
On the prison cart were the defenseless people of the Western Rong tribe.
She shook her head inwardly and looked at Huyan Xun: "If you're alright, why are you arresting these civilians?"
"If they catch them, of course it's for fun."
"To amuse?" Qiu Yan thought to herself. How to amuse a prisoner?
At the front and rear of the prison cart were hundreds of barbarian soldiers. Further back were tens of thousands of barbarian troops.
The leader, Yuwen Xian, was also burly and strong. In front of his horse lay a Western Rong girl, his newly acquired woman.
What Qiu Yan didn't see was that Gu Xiaoran's small figure appeared inside the prison van at the back.
In addition to Gu Xiaoran, there are also Zhu Juan, Xuan Ming, and Xuan Ying.
As for lightning, it followed closely, using its amazing sense of smell, and was chasing after him for five miles.
Gu Xiaoran and her three companions were dressed in tattered clothes, their hair was disheveled, and their faces were dark. They had changed so much that even if Qiu Yan met them face to face, she might not be able to recognize them.
Calling them beggars wouldn't be an exaggeration at all.
Gu Xiaoran blinked her big eyes as Zhu Juan held her tightly in her arms.
Zhu Juan hasn't gotten better since she caught a cold last time.
That night, they finally managed to escape the desert, only to be tragically captured by the barbarian army and brought here as a prisoner.
Originally, the barbarians thought Zhu Juan was dead and were going to abandon her.
But seeing that she was still alive and a young woman, they took her along as well.
Fortunately, Xuanming fed her some food on the way, and she woke up.
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