Chapter 1 Where is This?

"Young Marquis, please get up quickly. It's our turn to patrol."

"Where am I?"

Qin Hu sat up groggily, feeling a chill all over his body. The wind was howling outside, and he felt a strange sense of bewilderment.

"Hey, Young Marquis, why are you so confused? We're in the military camp. It's our shift to stand guard. If we don't get up, we'll be punished according to military law. Even the old Marquis can't protect you now."

"What?"

Qin Hu opened his eyes and saw that he was in a tent, and in front of him was a soldier in leather armor.

Just as he was about to ask something, a splitting headache suddenly struck, and a huge flood of information rushed into his brain. A few seconds later, he realized that he had transmigrated.

He had gone from being a modern special forces soldier to a young marquis also named Qin Hu, the leader of the seven most notorious young masters in the capital!

And this era, called the Great Yu Dynasty, simply did not exist in history.

Qin Hu's ancestors were one of the four dukes and twenty-eight marquises who founded the Great Yu. Three months ago, his father died of illness, and Qin Hu inherited the title, becoming the new Champion Marquis.

Qin Hu had been spoiled by his parents since he was a child. He didn't like to study, didn't like to practice martial arts, and only knew how to play, eat, drink, and be a tyrant in the capital.

When he grew up, his family wanted him to settle down, so they arranged a marriage for him. The woman was the eldest daughter of the Duke of Chen, named Chen Ruoli, a famous lady, beautiful and intelligent.

This Qin Hu was extremely vicious to others, but he was especially obedient to this beautiful fiancée, treating her like a treasure.

But the problem was with this childhood sweetheart, Miss Chen.

According to Qin Hu's memory, that day he took his fiancée to the palace to pay respects to the current Chang'an Princess. The princess and Chen Ruoli had been close friends since childhood, so she arranged a banquet.

But later, Qin Hu drank too much and passed out. When he woke up, he was already in the inner guard's prison. He was told that he had drunkenly harassed the princess and intended to commit inappropriate acts.

Even more bizarre, Chen Ruoli actually submitted a memorial accusing her fiancé, Qin Hu, of seventy-two illegal acts, each supported by evidence.

Qin Hu was thunderstruck at the time, and could hardly believe his ears...

The imperial decree came down quickly. Considering Qin Hu's ancestors' merits, the death penalty was waived, but the living penalty was unavoidable. He was exiled to Youzhou to serve in the military, his title was retained, and his performance would be observed.

But after arriving in Youzhou, he was quickly assigned to the front line - to be used in front of the vanguard camp.

After these things ran through Qin Hu's mind, he basically understood that this should be a trap.

Because the Duke of Chen had long wanted to break off the engagement with him.

The Qin family and the Chen family were originally political marriages, and both families wanted to become stronger and bigger. However, the later Qin Hu, apart from being a playboy, was almost useless. It could be said that he had completely disgraced the Champion Marquis's Mansion.

You should know that all previous Champion Marquises were heroic figures who had unparalleled influence in the military. But in this generation, there was a good-for-nothing who had never been on the battlefield.

When the old Marquis was alive, the Duke of Chen still gave him face, but when the old Marquis died, the Duke of Chen turned his back and staged a scene of breaking off the engagement at the mourning hall.

But Qin Hu deeply loved Chen Ruoli and refused to agree to it, while Chen Ruoli had long been very disgusted with this young master.

Thus, a disaster descended!

As for the Chang'an Princess, it was even simpler. She was the cousin of Qin Hu's cousin. As long as Qin Hu died, the vast wealth of the Champion Marquis's Mansion would naturally fall into the hands of this cousin.

These forces, each taking what they needed, colluded with each other and quickly united...

As expected, entering the Marquis's gate is as deep as the sea. There are really many people who want him dead.

"Qin An, do you think we can find a place to get out of the wind?"

Under the bright moonlight, the rough north wind carried a harsh whistle, sweeping across the empty wilderness, blowing the torches flickering, and even cutting people's skin like countless flying knives.

"It's not possible, Young Marquis, we'll be punished by military law."

Qin Hu and Qin An huddled against the wind, ran out of the camp, and ran forward, stepping on the thick snow.

The weak Qin An was accidentally overturned by the wind.

Two sentries who were changing shifts saw them coming out, smiled at each other maliciously, scooped up two handfuls of snow and put out the fire for warmth, and then crawled into the tent.

Damn, even the little soldiers have been bought off. They want to freeze me to death!

This is a very small camp, with about twenty tents, surrounded by carriages. The outer perimeter is not even arranged with chevaux-de-frise. The surrounding terrain is flat and there is no danger to defend. It is clear that there are no plans to be stationed here for long.

According to Qin Hu's memory from his previous life, about two hundred people were stationed here. They were the vanguard camp of Li Qin, the General Conquering the North of the Yu Dynasty.

And the target of Li Qin's 20,000 troops this time was the Yu Dynasty's long-time enemy on the border, the Kingdom of Liaodong.

"Cough cough, Young Marquis, do you think we can go back alive?" Qin An curled up on the snow, his lips and face were blue, and his speech was weak, as if he could die at any time.

Qin Hu sighed in his heart. Qin An was purely implicated by him. If things continue to develop like this, they would definitely die.

Those who wanted him dead didn't kill him in the court, so they used dark methods and hit him with sticks in the military camp, trying to kill him.

But Qin Hu was definitely not a person who would sit still and wait for death. This was obviously a framed-up matter, and he couldn't let it go.

Life is an endless struggle for survival. Just wait, not only will I survive, but I will also kill my way back to the capital and settle the score with you.

"Qin An, how many silver notes did we bring when we came out?"

"There are no silver notes, I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial decree said that we were exiled to the army and our family property was confiscated."

Qin An is only 16 years old this year. He is Qin Hu's personal attendant. He is very thin and has already suffered greatly. He looks like he only has one breath left.

In fact, Qin Hu is not much better. These days, the vanguard camp marches 30 miles every day. The work they do is to open roads in the mountains, build bridges over water, chop wood and burn fires, dig ditches and carry water, and build camps.

And what would be the situation for these two tender-skinned guys to be with hundreds of rough soldiers every day?

They must be doing the hardest work, eating the worst food, getting the worst beatings, and suffering the most anger...

Qin Hu estimated that his predecessor might have been tortured to death.

It can be regarded as what he deserved.

It's just that he must bear this suffering now. If he can't bear it, he will die too.

"Give it to me."

Qin Hu has made up his mind. He must first find a way to save Qin An's life, and then think of other ways.

In fact, it is not difficult to save his life. The easiest way is to bribe. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts turn the millstone. Although this method is primitive, it will always work.

But in this situation, he cannot bribe high-ranking officials, because no one dares to get involved with him. Besides, he has no money.

So he thought of a person in his mind, Centurion Li Xiaokun.

That is, the current leader of the vanguard camp.