Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

The two sat down, and the conversation quickly got to the point.

Qin Chuan elaborated on his vision for a nationwide healthcare system: establishing tiered clinics, training primary care physicians, compiling standardized medical books, setting up affordable pharmacies, and promoting disease prevention concepts…

Duanmu Rong's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she listened, and a blush of excitement and agreement appeared on her usually cool face.

"Your Majesty's grand aspirations are deeply aligned with the medical profession's principle of 'healing the sick and saving lives'!" Duanmu Rong solemnly promised, "Duanmu Rong is willing to, in the name of a successor of the medical profession, gather like-minded individuals and devote ourselves wholeheartedly to this cause, contributing our efforts to the people of Qin!"

During the conversation, Duanmu Rong keenly sensed the tacit understanding between Qin Chuan and Xue Nu, a natural expression that came from having experienced intimacy.

A subtle pang of sadness welled up in her heart, but more than anything, she felt a surge of blessings for her friend.

She looked at the Snow Woman and said softly, "Snow Woman, congratulations."

His tone was sincere, yet tinged with a hint of envy.

This envy stems from feelings that have been hidden deep in my heart for many years.

Back then, Qin Chuan personally went to Mirror Lake and used his profound and unparalleled internal strength to make up for the vital energy that his master had exhausted due to his painstaking efforts in treating countless patients, pulling his master back from the brink of death.

That calm confidence, the power to reverse life and death with ease, and the profound understanding and respect for medicine had already quietly planted a seed of affection in her heart.

Before coming to Xianyang, she had a deep conversation with her master, Nian Duan.

Although Nian Duan had vowed never to leave Mirror Lake Medical Clinic again, he was in good spirits and had clear eyes.

"Remember the physician's admonition: never easily fall in love with... a man who wields a sword or knife. Their world is filled with killing and separation; under the clash of blades, there is little peace. Not a good match for a physician..."

Duanmu Rong remained silent, her fingers unconsciously stroking the medicine pouch, but her heart was silently responding:

“Master…you’re too late. My heart…is already bound to a man who wields a knife. His knife has pierced through my heart…”

Nian Duan seemed to see through her silence, a mischievous yet knowing smile appearing on his face, before abruptly changing the subject:

"However, there is one person who may be an exception. Although he uses a knife, the blade is aimed at protecting all living beings and cutting away the suffering in the world. He has great ambitions in his heart, but also tenderness. He will never let himself, nor those around him, be hurt by that blade. Rong'er, if your heart belongs to him, then I can rest assured."

Nian Duan looked at Duanmu Rong with a kind expression of relief and blessing in his eyes.

Duanmu Rong was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks flushed red.

It turns out that Master had already seen through everything!

That understanding and blessing made her both shy and full of courage.

With her master's approval and blessings, she arrived in Xianyang full of anticipation.

However, upon witnessing the tender affection between Qin Chuan and Xue Nu, that courage turned into hesitation.

She decided to put these feelings aside for the time being and focus on their shared business.

After all, being able to stand by his side and fight for a common ideal is already a blessing.

The Snow Maiden was incredibly perceptive; how could she not see the disappointment beneath Duanmu Rong's feigned calm?

After seeing Qin Chuan off to meet with Ying Zheng to discuss the medical system, Xue Nu gently grasped Duanmu Rong's slightly cool hand.

“Sister Rong,” the Snow Maiden’s clear, icy blue eyes held understanding and encouragement, “Your thoughts can’t be hidden from me. Why wrong yourself? Master Nian Duan has already given you his blessings, hasn’t he?”

Duanmu Rong's body stiffened slightly, her face flushing even more: "Snow Maiden, you... His Majesty and you..."

"My relationship with him is based on deep affection."

The snow woman interrupted her, her tone gentle yet firm:

"But that doesn't mean others can't fall for him. My husband is no ordinary man. His heart can perhaps hold more genuine affection. Sister Rong, you are so wonderful, you deserve happiness. Don't suppress yourself for my sake. Be brave, don't leave any regrets."

The Snow Maiden's words, like warm spring water, melted away the last trace of hesitation in Duanmu Rong's heart.

That deep-seated emotion, intertwined with the master's encouragement, filled my heart with courage once again.

Yes, her master has already approved, and the Snow Woman is so magnanimous, so why should she back down?

She wanted to tell him!

However, fate always seems to love to play tricks.

Qin Chuan returned from the palace with good news: Ying Zheng greatly praised the establishment of the medical system and gave it his full support!

But then his expression turned serious.

"The Xiongnu are restless and have repeatedly invaded our northern border," Qin Chuan said in a deep voice. "Brother Zheng has ordered me to immediately muster troops and march north to quell the border troubles. This matter is of utmost urgency, and I must set off tomorrow."

Duanmu Rong's courage and the confession she was about to utter were instantly choked back by this sudden military intelligence.

Looking at the stern expression on his face and the responsibility on his shoulders, she had a thousand words in her heart, but they all turned into a silent sigh.

Confessing your feelings now will only increase his worries.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her surging emotions, and her face regained the calm and resilience of a doctor:

"Your Majesty, please rest assured on your journey north! Duanmu Rong will take the lead in preparing the medical system and will ensure there are no delays! May Your Majesty achieve a resounding victory and return in triumph soon!"

She buried all her hopes and wishes deep within herself, turning them into the simplest of phrases: "May you return in triumph soon."

Qin Chuan noticed the fleeting complex light in her eyes and the barely perceptible tremor in her voice as she spoke with forced composure. His heart stirred slightly.

But the military situation was urgent, and he couldn't afford to investigate further. He could only give her a deep look, his gaze carrying a hint of probing.

"Thank you for your help, Miss Duanmu! We'll discuss our plans again when I return!"

The following day, outside Xianyang, banners fluttered and armor gleamed in the cold. Qin Chuan, clad in military attire, sat astride his magnificent warhorse, exuding an air of grandeur.

Yan Fei, Xue Nu, Chi Lian, Yan Ling Ji, and Duanmu Rong, dressed in plain clothes and with a cool temperament, all stood at a distance to see them off.

Yan Fei is graceful, Xue Nu is elegant, Chi Lian is charming, Yan Ling Ji is stunningly beautiful, and Duanmu Rong is like a secluded orchid in a valley. Each has her own unique charm, forming a breathtaking landscape.

Duanmu Rong's gaze followed the tall figure on horseback.

The morning light outlined his resolute profile, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her clothes.

A thousand words churned in my heart, but in the end, they could only turn into a silent gaze and the deepest prayer in my heart: May you return safely!

The war drums sounded, and the bugles blared.

Qin Chuan took one last look at the crowd seeing him off, his gaze lingering briefly on Duanmu Rong, as if he caught the unusual, unspoken concern in her eyes. Then, he suddenly pulled on the reins, and his warhorse neighed loudly.

At a command, the iron torrent surged forth, rushing towards the vast northern land.

Amidst the swirling dust, Duanmu Rong stood rooted to the spot, gazing intently at the figure gradually disappearing from sight. She carefully sealed away her unspoken thoughts, like the most precious medicinal ingredient, waiting for the day of triumph to be opened by her own hands.

Chapter 64 Lightning Raid, Devastating the Xiongnu

In the vast northern borderlands, the north wind is like a knife, whipping up clouds of yellow sand.

Three hundred thousand Qin armored soldiers, like a black torrent, spread out on the edge of the boundless grassland, banners fluttering and spears and halberds like a forest.

Inside the central command tent, the atmosphere was not tense, but rather carried a sense of composure and certainty of victory.

"Your Majesty, Touman Chanyu's 100,000 wolf cavalry appear fierce, but our Great Qin has 300,000 elite soldiers, well-armored, and whose crossbows are the best in the world."

Meng Tian pointed to the rough map, his voice steady and powerful:

"By relying on the Great Wall defense line, using powerful bows and crossbows to wear down their cavalry's momentum, and then advancing steadily with heavy infantry formations, step by step, we will surely defeat them outside the border wall!"

Li Xin stood with his arms crossed, his eyes flashing with the sharpness of his past conquest of Chu:

"General Meng is absolutely right. The Xiongnu rely on nothing more than their fast horses and powerful bows, and their speed and agility. However, their momentum will surely be thwarted in front of our Great Qin army. Once their fighting spirit is completely broken, our cavalry can then flank them from both sides and encircle and annihilate them!"

Wang Ben nodded in agreement, clearly agreeing with the strategy of taking a steady and pragmatic approach.

Most of the generals in the tent shared this view, with a clear objective: to repel the invading enemy and maintain peace on the border.

However, Qin Chuan, sitting in the main seat, had a gaze that pierced through the map like a hawk, as if he could see into the depths of the distant grasslands.

He slowly shook his head, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable determination:

"Repel them? Not enough."

He stood up, his figure casting a resolute shadow in the tent:

"The Xiongnu are like wolves! They live by following the water and grass, and live by plundering. Defeating them once will only make them temporarily retreat from the limelight. When our army leaves and the grass grows again in spring, they will surely come back like hungry wolves, and the border troubles will never be peaceful! This time, we must not only defeat them decisively, but also destroy their country and exterminate their race! We must uproot this scourge from its roots!"

Generals Meng Tian, ​​Li Xin, and Wang Ben were all taken aback.

The Xiongnu were vast, their tribes scattered, and their cavalry had unparalleled mobility. How easy would it be to completely annihilate them?

This almost contradicts their understanding of steppe warfare.

But after only a moment of astonishment, an almost blind trust replaced the doubt.

The person before me is a military god who swept across the land like a whirlwind and whose might shook the southern frontier and pacified the Baiyue people!

It's synonymous with victory!

Every single thing he did turned the impossible into the possible.

"Your humble servants will obey Your Majesty's orders!"

Meng Tian took the lead in clasping his hands in a fist salute, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Li Xin and Wang Ben followed closely behind, and the generals in the tent had no further objections.

"In this battle, we will employ a two-pronged approach!"

Qin Chuan pointed his finger deep into the map, drawing a sharp arc:

"On the front, the main force will be led by Generals Meng Tian, ​​Li Xin, and Wang Ben. Relying on the terrain of the Great Wall and the power of crossbows, we will advance steadily and surely, not seeking a quick victory, but only aiming to pin down Touman Chanyu's 100,000-strong main force on the front battlefield, so that he has no time to look elsewhere!"

His gaze shifted to Meng Tian, ​​sharp as lightning:

"And I will personally lead your most elite Golden Fire Cavalry!"

"Golden Fire Cavalry?" Meng Tian's spirits lifted.

"Yes! Abandon all traditional baggage! Carry only ten days' rations! One person, two horses, lightly equipped! Heading to the heart of the Xiongnu royal court!"

Qin Chuan's voice was resolute:

"We will fight to sustain our war, and we will fight swiftly to defeat swiftly! Their cattle and sheep will be our provisions! Their pastures will be our hunting grounds! I will make this grassland a nightmare for the Xiongnu!"

Blitzkrieg, using war to fuel war!

This advanced, almost insane strategy sent a chill down Meng Tian's spine, which then turned into an indescribable excitement!

This is a vicious scheme specifically designed to destroy the foundations of nomadic society!

The battle began in the season when the horses were fat and the autumn air was crisp.