Chapter 2272: I Have a Cat!

————It will be a bit late~~

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Because the Perception of Creation Power had stalled from the very beginning, the attempt to change the essence of matter as described in the Magic Book could not be carried out, though Xia Duo was not without gains.

Beyond gaining a new understanding of the Creation Magic System, more importantly, he discovered...

"Young Marquis, please hurry and get up; it is our turn to patrol."

"Where am I?"

Qin Hu sat up, feeling dazed and chilly. Outside, a fierce wind was howling, and he felt a sudden sense of strangeness in his heart.

"Oh, Young Marquis, why are you so confused? We are in the Military Camp. At this hour, it is our turn to stand guard. If we don't get up, we will be punished by military law; even the Old Marquis cannot protect you now."

"What?"

Qin Hu opened his eyes and saw that he was currently in a tent, with a soldier wearing Leather Armor in front of him.

Just as he wanted to open his mouth to ask something, a splitting headache suddenly struck, and a massive stream of information rushed into his mind. A few seconds later, he knew he had transmigrated.

He had transmigrated from a modern special forces Warrior into a young marquis also named Qin Hu, the head of the seven wicked youths of Jingcheng!

And this era, called the Da Yu Dynasty, did not exist in history at all.

Qin Hu's ancestors were among the four dukes and twenty-eight marquises who founded the Da Yu Dynasty. Three months ago, his father passed away from illness, and Qin Hu inherited the title, becoming the new Champion Marquis.

Qin Hu had been spoiled by his parents since childhood; he did not like to study, did not like to practice martial arts, and only knew how to play, eat, drink, and run amok in Jingcheng.

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

This Qin Hu was vicious to everyone else, but he was completely obedient to this beautiful fiancée, treating her like a treasure.

Yet, the trouble stemmed precisely from this childhood sweetheart, the eldest daughter of the Chen family.

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

But later, Qin Hu blacked out from drinking. When he woke up, he was already in the Imperial Prison of the Inner Guard. He was told that he had drunkenly molested the Princess and intended to commit an illicit act.

Even more bizarre was what followed: Chen Ruoli actually submitted a petition impeaching her fiancé Qin Hu for seventy-two illegal acts, each one with evidence.

Qin Hu felt as if he had been struck by lightning at the time; he simply could not believe his ears...

The imperial decree came down quickly. In consideration of the merits of Qin Hu's ancestors, the death penalty was waived, but he could not escape punishment. He was exiled to Youzhou to serve in the military, retaining his title to see if he would perform well.

But after arriving in Youzhou, he was quickly assigned to the front lines—to serve under the Vanguard Battalion.

After these events passed through Qin Hu's mind, he basically understood: this must be a trap.

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

The Qin family and the Chen family were originally a political marriage; both families wanted to grow stronger. But the later Qin Hu was, apart from being a playboy, almost useless, and one could say he had disgraced the entire Champion Marquis estate.

One must know that the successive Champion Marquises were all heroic figures with incomparable influence in the military, yet in this generation, there was a wastrel who had never even been on a battlefield.

When the Old Marquis was alive, Duke Chen still gave him face. Once the Old Marquis died, Duke Chen turned heartless and even staged a scene of breaking off the engagement at the funeral hall.

But Qin Hu loved Chen Ruoli deeply and refused to agree no matter what, while Chen Ruoli had long been disgusted by this wicked youth.

And so, a disaster descended!

As for the Chang'an Princess, that was even simpler. She was the cousin of Qin Hu's cousin. As long as Qin Hu died, the massive family fortune of the Champion Marquis estate would naturally fall into the hands of this cousin.

These several forces, each taking what they needed, colluded together and thus quickly united...

Truly, once one enters the gates of a marquis, it is as deep as the sea; there really are so 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 brutal north wind, carrying a piercing whistle, swept across the empty wilderness, blowing the torches until they flickered, and cutting at people's skin like countless flying knives.

"We can't, Young Marquis, we will be punished by military law."

Qin Hu and Qin An hunched over against the wind, running out of the camp and stepping through the thick snow.

The frail Qin An was not paying attention and was blown over by the strong wind.

The two sentries changing shifts saw them come out, exchanged sinister smiles, scooped up two handfuls of snow to extinguish the campfire they were using for warmth, and then ducked into a tent.

Damn it, they even bribed the soldiers; they want to freeze me to death!

This was a very small camp, with about twenty tents, surrounded by carriages. The perimeter did not even have anti-cavalry obstacles or caltrops arranged, and the nearby terrain was flat with no defenses, showing they had no intention of staying long.

According to Qin Hu's past-life memories, about two hundred people were stationed here; they were the Vanguard Battalion of the Northern Expedition General Li Qin of the Yu Dynasty.

And the target of Li Qin's twenty-thousand-strong army this time was the Yu Dynasty's old enemy on the border, the Liaodong State.

"Cough, cough, Young Marquis, do you think we can return alive?" Qin An's entire body was curled up on the snow, his lips and face were blue, and his voice was weak, as if he could die at any moment.

Qin Hu sighed in his heart. Qin An was purely implicated by him, and if things continued to develop this way, they would both surely die.

Those who wanted him dead could not finish him off in the imperial court, so they were playing dirty in the military camp, trying to beat him to death.

But Qin Hu was by no means a person who would sit and wait for death. This was clearly a frame-up, and he could not let it go.

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

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

"There is no silver left. I only have twenty taels of silver on me. The imperial decree said we were exiled to the military, and the family property was sealed."

Qin An was only 16 years old this year and was Qin Hu's personal page. He was very thin and frail, and having already endured such torture, he looked like he had only one breath left.

In fact, Qin Hu was no better off. For the past few days, the Vanguard Battalion had marched 30 li every day, and the work they did was clearing paths through mountains and building bridges over water, chopping wood and starting fires, digging trenches and carrying water, and setting up the camp.

And what would happen to these two delicate fellows staying with hundreds of rough soldiers every day?

They would certainly do the hardest work, eat the worst food, suffer the most vicious beatings, and endure the greatest humiliation...

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

It could be considered that he deserved it.

It was just that this suffering now had to be borne by him; if he couldn't bear it, he would die too.

"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 to save one's life is actually not difficult; the simplest method is bribery. As the saying goes, wealth can move the gods; although this method is primitive, it is always effective.

But in the current situation, he could not go to bribe high-ranking officials, because no one dared to be associated with him. Besides, he also had no money.

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

That is to say, the current head of the Vanguard Battalion. To see the latest chapter content, please download, read the latest chapter content for free without ads..