Defendendo a Fronteira Norte: Aniquilando os Xiongnu para Conquistar o Mundo!

The setting sun blazed like blood in the sky.

The shattered city of Suye lay in ruins—scorched earth stretched far and wide, and corpses littered the battlefield.

Qin Feng, clad in bloodstained armor, wielded his longsword, sweeping it through the air and stirring a mist of crimson. He bellowed, “Warriors of the Dayu Empire! Even if we fall today, we will make the Xiongnu pay dearly!”

At his words, the soldiers roared in unison, their morale surging as they brandished their weapons with renewed fury.

Yet, alas.

They had gone two days without a proper meal. Facing the relentless onslaught of the Xiongnu forces, their resistance waned; injuries mounted, and men collapsed one after another.

This once-thriving frontier stronghold had degenerated into a veritable battlefield of carnage.

Fragments of shattered stones flew through the air; the city walls had collapsed in many places. Within, most buildings were ruins, with broken beams and pillars amidst rolling clouds of black smoke.

Such a grim battle.

Even Qin Feng, who in his past life had been an elite soldier of a special operations brigade, had never endured anything like this.

Indeed.

Qin Feng was not truly a native of the Dayu Empire—he was a transmigrant from another world.

He had initially believed that, by wielding the status of the empire’s crown prince, all he needed was to maintain composure and refrain from recklessness; soon enough, he could ascend the throne and unify the realm.

Yet fate had other designs.

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