Chapter 1 Where Am I?

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

"Where am I?"

Qin Hu sat up groggily, feeling a chill on his body. The wind was howling outside, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

"Oh, 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 standing before him was a soldier in leather armor.

Just as he was about to ask something, a splitting headache suddenly hit him, and a huge flow of information rushed into his brain. After a few seconds, 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 notorious young masters in the capital!

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

Qin Hu's ancestor was 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 read or practice martial arts, only playing, eating, drinking, and causing trouble 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 obedient to this beautiful fiancée in every way, cherishing her like a treasure.

But the trouble happened to 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 Neineiwei prison. He was told that he had molested the princess while drunk and intended to commit misconduct.

Even more bizarre was what came next. Chen Ruoli actually wrote a memorial impeaching her fiancé, Qin Hu, for seventy-two illegal acts, each with evidence.

Qin Hu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He simply couldn't believe his ears...

The imperial decree soon came down. In consideration of Qin Hu's ancestor's merits, the death penalty was waived, but he could not escape a living punishment. He was exiled to Youzhou to perform military service on the front lines, retaining his title to observe his future performance.

But after arriving in Youzhou, he was quickly assigned to the front lines – to be at the disposal of the vanguard.

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 allies. Both families wanted to become stronger and bigger, but the later Qin Hu, apart from being a纨绔, was almost useless. It could be said that he had completely disgraced the Champion Marquis's mansion.

It should be known that generations of Champion Marquises were heroes and had an unparalleled influence in the military, but in this generation, there was a good-for-nothing who had never even been on the battlefield.

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

But Qin Hu deeply loved Chen Ruoli and refused to agree, while Chen Ruoli had long been disgusted with this evil 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 fortune 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 a noble family's gate is like entering a deep sea. There were really many people who wanted 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 piercing whistle, sweeping across the empty wilderness, blowing the torches flickeringly, and cutting people's skin like countless flying knives.

"It won't work, Young Marquis. We'll be punished according to military law."

Qin Hu and Qin An shrank their necks and ran out of the camp against the wind, stepping on the thick snow.

The weak Qin An was accidentally overturned by the wind.

Two sentries who were changing shifts saw them come out, smiled maliciously at each other, scooped up two handfuls of snow, extinguished the bonfire for warming, and then crawled into the tent.

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

This was a very small camp, with about twenty tents, surrounded by horse-drawn carriages. There were no chevaux-de-frise or antlers arranged around the perimeter, and the terrain nearby was flat and defenseless. It was clear that they didn't plan to be stationed there for long.

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

And the target of Li Qin's 20,000-strong army 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 return alive?" Qin An curled up on the snow, his lips and face were blue, and he spoke weakly, as if he could die at any moment.

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

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

But Qin Hu was definitely not one to sit still and wait for death. This was obviously a frame-up, and he couldn't let it go.

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

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

"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 was only 16 years old this year. He was Qin Hu's personal servant. He was very thin and weak, and had already been tortured beyond endurance. He looked like he was on his last breath.

Actually, Qin Hu wasn't doing much better. In the past few days, the vanguard camp had been marching 30 *li* every day, and the work they did was to open roads in the mountains, build bridges over rivers, chop firewood and make fires, dig ditches and carry water, and build camps.

And what would be the situation when these two delicate guys were with hundreds of rough soldiers every day?

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

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

It could also be regarded as his deserving punishment.

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

"Give it to me."

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

And saving his life was not difficult. The simplest way was to bribe. As the saying goes, money can make ghosts push a millstone. Although this method was primitive, it would always work.

But in this situation, it was impossible for him to bribe high officials, because no one dared to get involved with him. Besides, he didn't have any money.

So he thought of someone in his mind, the centurion Li Xiaokun.

That is, the current leader of the vanguard camp.