in sight.There's no way.Not all believers will enter the Kingdom of God after death.Only truly sincere believers, after their demise, will be drawn by the Divine Nation and subsequently reborn within..."Young Master, please get up quickly. It's our turn to patrol."

"Where am I"

Qin Hu woke up groggily, feeling a chill run down his spine. Outside, the wind howled fiercely. A strange feeling washed over him suddenly.

"Goodness, Young Master, how could you be so dazed We're at the military camp. It's our turn to keep watch at this hour. If we don't get up, we'll be punished by military law! Even Old Master wouldn't be able to protect you now."

"What"

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

Right when he was about to open his mouth to ask something, suddenly a splitting headache hit him, and a massive stream of information surged into his brain. After a few seconds, he knew he had transmigrated.

He, a modern special forces soldier, transmigrated into the body of a young lord named Qin Hu, who was also the leader of the seven notorious scoundrels in the capital!

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

Qin Hu's ancestor was one of the Four Great Ministers and Twenty-Eight Marquesses who founded Dayu. Three months ago, his father passed away, and Qin Hu inherited the title, becoming the new Champion Marquis.

Qin Hu was spoiled by his parents since he was a child. He didn't like to study or practice martial arts, only playing, eating, drinking and having fun, running rampant in the capital city.

When he grew up, his family wanted him to settle down, so they arranged a marriage for him. The bride was the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Chen, named Chen Ruoli. She was a prominent lady from a noble family, both beautiful and intelligent.

This Qin Hu is ferocious towards everyone else, but he's extremely doting and treats his beautiful fiancée like a precious treasure.

But things happened to be on this childhood sweetheart, Ms. Chen.

According to Qin Hu's memory, that day he brought his fiancée into the palace to pay homage to the reigning Chang'an Princess. The princess and Chen Ruoli had been childhood sweethearts, so she arranged a banquet.

Later, Qin Hu woke up in the Imperial Guard's prison. He had been informed that he had drunkenly harassed the princess and intended to do something improper.

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Even more bizarrely, Chen Ruoli even wrote a letter to impeach her fiancé Qin Hu on seventy-two counts of wrongdoing. Every single accusation was backed up with evidence.

Qin Hu was like struck by five thunderbolts, he simply couldn't believe his ears...

The imperial decree arrived quickly. Considering Qin Huzu's past merits, his death sentence was commuted, but he couldn't escape a life sentence. He was exiled to Youzhou and forced to serve in the army. His title was retained, pending future performance.

But after arriving in Youzhou, he was soon assigned to the front lines - as a scout for the vanguard camp.

After these things went through Qin Hu's mind, he basically figured it out. This should be a trap.

Because Lord Chen had long wanted to break off the engagement.

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The Qin and Chen families were originally politically allied, both aiming for power and influence. However, the later Qin Hu was a wastrel, good for nothing, almost ruining the reputation of the Champion Marquis's Mansion.

You have to know, throughout history, all the champion marquises were heroes, wielding unparalleled influence in the army. But this generation is different, they produced a complete waste of space who has never even seen a battlefield.

When the old marquis was alive, Marquis Chen gave him face. But after the old marquis died, Marquis Chen turned his back on him and even staged a scene of breaking off the engagement at the funeral hall.

But Qin Hu loved Chen Ruoli deeply and refused to give up, while Chen Ruoli had already grown extremely disgusted with this wicked young man.

Thus, a calamity descended!

As for Princess Chang'an, it's even simpler. She is the cousin of Qin Hu's uncle. As soon as Qin Hu dies, all the vast wealth of the Champion Marquis' Mansion will naturally go to this uncle.

These several factions, each looking out for their own interests, colluded and united rapidly...

As expected, entering a high-ranking official's household is like diving into the deep sea. There are so many people who want him dead.

"Qin An, what if we find a place to walk where there's some shelter from the wind"

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Under the bright moonlight, the rough north wind whistled through the open fields, blowing out the torches one by one, like countless knives cutting through people's skin.

"No, Young Master. You'll be subject to military law."

Qin Hu and Qin An hunched over, braving the wind as they ran out of the camp, their feet sinking into the heavy snow.

The frail Qin An was caught off guard and blown over by the strong wind.

Two relieving sentries saw them come out, exchanged sly smiles, and snuffed out two burning fires with snow before disappearing into their tent.

Damn it, even the lowly soldiers are bought off! Trying to freeze me to death!

This was a small camp, perhaps twenty tents in all, surrounded by carts. There was no palisade or defensive arrangement around the perimeter, and the surrounding terrain was flat and open, offering no natural defenses. It was clear they had no intention of staying long.

According to Qin Hu's past life memories, about 200 people were stationed here. They were the vanguard of General Li Qin from the Yu Dynasty who was campaigning in the north.

This time, Li Qin's army of 20,000 aimed at the enemy of Yu Chao on the border, Liaodong Kingdom.

"Cough cough, Young Master, do you think we can still live and go back" Qin An curled up his whole body on the snow, his lips and face were blue, and he spoke with no strength, as if he could die at any moment.

Qin Hu sighed inwardly. Qin An was implicated because of him, and if things continued like this, both of them would surely die.

Those who wanted him dead, failed to kill him in the court, so they resorted to underhanded tactics in the military camp, trying to end his life.

Qin Hu was definitely not someone who would just sit back and wait for his demise. This was obviously a case of being framed, and he couldn't just let it go.

Life is nothing but endless struggle for survival. Just you wait, I'm not only going to live, I'm going to fight my way back to the capital and settle the score with all of you.

"Qin An, how much silver did we bring when we left home"

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"I don't have any silver notes, I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial decree says that we are being sent to serve in the army and our property is sealed."

Qin An is only 16 years old this year. He is Qin Hu's personal book boy. He is very thin and has already been tortured to the point of exhaustion. He looks like he is about to die.

Actually, Qin Hu wasn't much better. These days, the Vanguard Camp marches 30 li every day. What they do is: clear a path through mountains and build bridges over water; chop wood for fires, dig trenches, carry water, and set up camps.

And what would it be like for these two tender young things to spend every day with hundreds of hulking oafs

It's definitely the hardest work, the worst food, the harshest beatings, and the most enduring frustrations...

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

He got what he deserved.

> It's just that this suffering, he has to bear it now. If he can't bear it, he'll die too.

"Give me."

Qin Hu thought it over. He had to find a way to save Qin An's life first, and then figure out other solutions.

And to save one's life, it isn't actually difficult. The simplest way is bribery. As the saying goes, "money can make things happen." This method, although primitive, always works.

But now, he can't bribe officials because no one dares to associate with him. Besides, he has no money.

So his mind flashed to a person, the centurion Li Xiaokun. the Golden-Armed God King left, the remaining other god kings all bowed and bid farewell.Not long after.Within the ancient and desolate Guhuang Sect, only Shen Changqing remained.Looking at the deser...