"Go, I understand!"
...
With Hu Sanniang's help, Zhao Hao quickly tidied his clothes, and the two rode together on a horse to the foot of the city wall.
It requires a woman who practices martial arts to be in good physical condition; otherwise, the pain of losing one's virginity would take an ordinary woman quite a while to recover.
"Jinglue! Prefect Zhang!"
"My lord, during yesterday's raid on the camp, did we kill any relatives of the Xiongnu Chanyu?"
As soon as Zhao Hao led Hu Sanniang up the city wall, Wang Meng frowned and approached, asking anxiously.
Zhang Yi, too, asked in the same tone, sounding helpless.
"Kid, you did a good job last night. But the Huns' condition... is too strange. Take a look for yourself."
Zhao Hao nodded, approached the city wall, and looked towards the distant Xiongnu army.
"Wear hemp and mourn...Wrap your head in a white scarf???"
Zhao Hao was also stunned. The Huns' formation made it seem as if Zhao Hao had killed their spiritual leader, Modu Chanyu. Everyone's expression was numb, and a strange sense of tragic grandeur lingered in their army.
"Yes, young master...did you kill the Xiongnu chieftain Xubugudu yesterday?"
Zhao Hao shook his head firmly, "Impossible. I only killed two junior officers of the Xiongnu personal guards. Even if those two were related to the Chanyu Xubugudu, it is absolutely impossible for them to attack the city with their entire army dressed in mourning clothes."
Although there's no evidence, I always felt that the Xiongnu rulers had gone mad..."
Upon hearing Zhao Hao's reply, Wang Meng and Zhang Yi could only twitch their lips slightly, unsure how to respond.
"Well... gentlemen, no matter what, we must hold the city walls now!"
When everyone fell silent, the young general beside Zhang Yi finally spoke up and broke the silence.
"Prefect, this gentleman looks unfamiliar. May I ask his name...?"
Zhang Yi shrugged and explained.
"This is my personal guard and deputy general, Qin Yilu, a native of Yunzhong in Bingzhou. He had meritorious service in killing barbarians in his early years, and has been promoted through his merits under my command over the years. He is my capable assistant."
From now on, the two of you must work together closely!
Qin Yilu is 28 years old.
Command: 76, Martial: 80, Intelligence: 63, Politics: 49, Charisma: 68
Personality: 1. Sweep
"This humble general, Qin Yilu, greets Commandant Zhao!"
The troops under Commandant Zhao fought fiercely for a long time last night and must be exhausted.
Let us, the soldiers stationed at Yanmen, also do our part in resisting the Xiongnu, and shed our blood!
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