I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

Across the courtyard, Liu Ji was trembling.

The screams last night woke him up from his sleep.

He hadn't been able to sleep since then.

Who would have thought that after talking to himself for three years, the neighbor he had finally waited for would bring him such a big shock on the first night.

Don't torture him, he has no intention of escaping again.

He eats and sleeps every day, and sleeps and eats again. He is so well behaved.

Zhang Liang on the other side: The guy on the other side is really a man. He didn’t give in after going through so many hardships.

But who is the other party?

How could I be treated like this?

Is there any assassin in this world who is more famous than him?

If I continue to hold on, will I have to endure the same thing?

What will Shuiniang and Buyi do then? Will they be scared to death?

What if the Qin people torture Shuiniang and Buyi?

Zhang Liang looked worriedly at Buyi who was playing in the yard.

"Ugh……"

A real man has to take care of both his family and his country...

Time passes slowly, winter goes and spring comes.

When the mountain flowers bloomed, the latest battle reports came from the north.

The sixteen-year-old Han Xin had no time to think about the dilemma of balancing family and country.

He was galloping across the northern prairie, leading the way, leading three thousand cavalry a thousand miles north, and directly flattening most of the Hu Lu heartland.

This is a big surprise.

The cold wind blew through the tent. Fusu tightened his cloak and lifted the tent curtain with a big laugh.

The candlelight flickered in the tent. Fusu excitedly embraced Han Xin and kept patting Han Xin with his hands.

"Good boy, I really belong to you!"

Meng Tian, ​​who was standing next to him, was also beaming with joy. The general's burly figure exuded majesty even in the simple tent.

His eyes were bright and his rough hands were rubbing Han Xin's head randomly.

"Well done! With only 3,000 cavalry, you've conquered so much territory? If you had more soldiers, wouldn't you be able to fight to the end?!"

Han Xin's mouth curled up, and he moved his head to the side to avoid Meng Tian's rubbing. He grinned, "Sir, please send me some more soldiers. While the weather is warm, I can fight another thousand miles north!"

"Hahaha...you, are you really going to compete with the young general in the story 'Fenglangjuxu'?" Fusu paced back and forth in the big tent, feeling both happy and a little entangled.

He also wanted to conquer the north in one fell swoop.

only……

The third sister's body...

Han Xin stared at Fusu anxiously, following him around the tent. Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, give me another ten thousand! No, eight thousand cavalrymen, and I will definitely be able to defeat Langjuxu!"

Fusu held out his hand to stop Han Xin from speaking. After a moment's contemplation, he spoke, "A few days ago, my father sent a letter, asking all places to prepare for the Great Wall."

He pointed to the chairs in the big tent, indicating Han Xin and Meng Tian to sit down and talk. He then sat back in the chair at the top, picked up the slightly cold teacup, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Once the Great Wall is completed, it will ensure peace for generations to come. It will be a monumental undertaking that will benefit future generations. It will require countless manpower and resources, and it will take generations of people working together to save and live frugally to build it."

He felt a little worried when he thought that the Qin treasury, which had just become a little richer, would be in deficit again after this incident.

"Han Xin, don't worry. First, settle this thousand miles of land. We also need to carefully consider the subsequent deployment of defenses. In a few years, the barbarians thousands of miles away will understand the benefits of joining Qin. When that happens, our next expedition will surely be twice as effective with half the effort!"

Meng Tian nodded slightly, understanding that Fusu had other considerations in his heart. He turned to look at Han Xin and said, "Yes, Han, you are so young. There will be many opportunities to make achievements in the future. There are plenty of lands outside~"

He laughed heartily, his voice powerful and heroic. "First, plant some grain on this land. With enough food and grass, the horses can run farther! Save up for a few years, and then, when the time comes, I'll join you in the fight. We can go beyond a thousand miles, not to mention two thousand, even three thousand! Even an old general like me isn't anxious, so why should you?"

After saying this, Meng Tian pushed the oil residue in front of him and asked Han Xin to eat it. "This oil residue is very fragrant. Our young General Han has worked hard all the way. Eat more to nourish yourself and grow taller~"

"Hahaha..." Fusu laughed when he heard that, "Don't tease him."

At this time, Han Xin had already figured out that he was indeed a little too hot-blooded. He scratched his head embarrassedly, picked up a piece of oil residue, and threw it into his mouth casually.

"fragrant!"

Fusu looked at Han Xin with a smile, his eyes full of satisfaction: "If it smells good, eat more and ask the cooks to leave some for you."

After a few years, "woodcutter pig" has become a consensus among the people of Daqin.

As the piglets grow up from generation to generation, their meat tastes much better than it did a few years ago. The fishy smell has become lighter and the meat is getting fatter.

As the number of farmers raising pigs increased, their army also had more meat to improve its food.

"Wait until I write down your military exploits in detail and report them to the court, and then we can expect you to be promoted and become rich!"

Fusu was in a good mood as he ate the plate of oil residue in front of him. He didn't think it was delicious before, but since he came to the border, he liked it more and more.

Inside the tent, the figures of the three people were stretched out by the candlelight. With two plates of oil residue, they quickly discussed the memorial to be submitted and the location of the key pass that would need to be added later.

After dinner was over and everything was finalized, Fusu called for the messenger.

"This is news of a great victory in the north. It must be delivered to Xianyang day and night to be presented to Your Majesty. No mistakes!"

The messenger took it with both hands and answered loudly, "Yes!" Then he turned around and disappeared into the night outside the tent.

In the days that followed, Fusu and others continued to be busy with post-war affairs in the north, setting up camps on the spot, comforting the wounded, and rewarding the soldiers, while also anxiously waiting for news from Xianyang.

A few days later, the early morning of Xianyang City was broken by a loud voice.

"Good news, good news—"

"Great victory in the north——"

"Young Han Xin, penetrated a thousand miles, swept across the Hu court——"

The messenger was dressed in military uniform and looked exhausted, but his voice was still loud and echoed in the street.

Soon, the news spread throughout the entire Xianyang city.

In the streets and alleys, people came out of their homes one after another, excitedly discussing the victory of the North.

At the market, vendors stopped what they were doing and gathered together to inquire about the details; in the teahouse, the tea drinkers were even more excited to talk, and they all wanted to know who the young general Han Xin was.

It happened that the court meeting had not yet ended at this time. The messenger passed all the way and knelt directly in the center of the court hall, presented the memorial and shouted "Great victory in the north".

At the top of the majestic hall, Ying Zheng sat high on the dragon throne with a majestic look.

He unfolded the memorial and read it carefully. A gratified smile appeared on his stern face, and the admiration in his eyes became more and more intense.