He turned around and fixed his resolute gaze on the five hundred soldiers beside him, his tone grave and solemn. "The most important thing for us now is not to go die, but to escape the Donghu region at all costs and circle back into Xiongnu territory.
Report everything that happened here—the Qin Army's possession of terrifying weapons—to the Chanyu truthfully!
Only by letting the Chanyu know and prepare in advance can we Xiongnu avoid repeating the fate of the Hunxie Tribe and the Xubu Tribe!"
At those words, the soldiers all raised their heads, a flicker of realization and gravity passing through their eyes.
They all understood that they were among the Xubu Tribe's last remaining hope, the sole spark that could carry this message onward. No matter what, they had to survive and report to the Chanyu.
But just then, one soldier frowned and said with deep concern, "Commander, I'm afraid the route back has already been sealed off by the Qin Army at White Deer Horse Ranch.
If we head back now, we'll inevitably pass near White Deer Horse Ranch. We could very well run into a Qin Army ambush, and then there'll be nowhere to run. What do we do?"
Those words instantly woke everyone up. The resolve on the soldiers' faces was once again replaced by worry, and they all looked to their commander, waiting for his decision.
The commander knitted his brows tightly and paced back and forth, weighing his options again and again. After a moment, a flash of resolve lit his eyes. "Since the road back is blocked, we can only go find the White Sheep Tribe!"
"The White Sheep Tribe?"
Everyone was shaken, their faces full of confusion.
"That's right, the White Sheep Tribe." The commander nodded in explanation. "On this