127: Ujoli

"General, we've captured the Xiongnu people Chanyu's young prince!" Lin Yue announced.

When he returned, Zhao Yun had already slain the Xiongnu people Second-Rate Military General. She Jian was tallying the captives and immediately turned his head upon hearing this. "The young prince of which king?"

"Touman Chanyu's young prince!" Lin Yue said with a smile.

On the way back, the Qin Soldiers under him who understood Xiongnu people had already ascertained Wuluoli's background. To save his life, Wuluoli had told Lin Yue his identity in detail.

He particularly emphasized his identity as the Chanyu's favorite youngest son, afraid that Lin Yue wouldn't know his value and would just execute him with a single blade.

If that happened, he would truly be beyond tears.

Fortunately, Lin Yue understood his identity. If he had encountered a clueless Soldier, he might have been killed on the spot.

He was incredibly well-behaved now, afraid of angering these Qin Army. He believed that once the news of his capture reached the Xiongnu King's court, his father would definitely send people to rescue him, no matter the cost!

"Touman Chanyu's young prince?" She Jian asked, his voice hoarse and cracking!

"Yes!" Lin Yue nodded.

"How could he be here?" She Jian asked, incredulously.

The Xiongnu people were divided into dozens of large and small nations, also possessing dozens of Xiongnu King. The royal court was in the center, and the area corresponding to Shang Commandery was the Right Wise King's tribe. Logically, he shouldn't be appearing here!

"This humble general didn't ask, but I've brought the person. He's right here," Lin Yue said.

She Jian nodded and sent people to imprison Wuluoli, preparing to interrogate him again. After all, such matters required caution, otherwise, it would be embarrassing if a joke was made of it.

Lin Yue nodded. The Soldier who understood Xiongnu people language, ever since hearing he was the Xiongnu people young prince, hadn't had time to ask anything else and had rushed over to report to Lin Yue!

Lin Yue didn't understand either, but judging from the attire and Wuluoli's reaction, it was likely correct.

It seems I'll have to learn some Xiongnu people language myself, Lin Yue thought. That way, I can ask questions.

He then opened the game system's shop. Last time, he bought the "Thousand Cups Not Drunk Pill" here, and although the effect wasn't great, language-related treasures shouldn't have any issues, so he could rest assured.

Lin Yue searched for a while and finally found the Xiongnu people Language Skill Book.

[Xiongnu people Language Book: Learn Xiongnu people language immediately after purchase. Daily communication will not be a problem!

Price: Erbai Liang silver]

Erbai Liang silver!

Lin Yue didn't have Erbai Liang silver even if he combined all his money.

However, the immediate mastery of Xiongnu people language was a huge temptation!

It saved him a vast amount of precious learning time!

Erbai Liang silver was equivalent to two hundred thousand dragon coin. This was not a small sum for him, but when he thought about being able to fully master a foreign language, recalling the bitter (hardship) of learning English, he felt it was worth it, very much worth it!

"A Rong!" Lin Yue said with a beaming smile.

"What is it, my Lord?" Xing Daorong was looking at the young prince's waist knife, his gaze mesmerized. He was a bit confused by Lin Yue's sudden question.

"Do you have any money on you?" Lin Yue asked.

"Yes, I do. What's wrong, my Lord?" Xing Daorong asked.

"How much do you have? Lend me some," Lin Yue said with a smile.

"Thirty taels," Xing Daorong said, then handed the money to Lin Yue.

Lin Yue had given him one hundred taels of silver before, and he still had some left. Plus, he had won some more in the previous Centurion competition, which was how he had accumulated this money.

"Alright, I'll return it to you in a bit," Lin Yue said with a smile, taking the money. He tugged but couldn't pull it free, then realized Xing Daorong was clutching the money tightly.

Xing Daorong's face was full of bitterness, and he said with some reluctance, "My Lord, this is all I have. Please don't spend it recklessly. I was planning to use this money to marry Xia Lian."

Lin Yue said, annoyed, "I know."

He then tugged again, still unsuccessfully, and couldn't help but glare at Xing Daorong.

"Give it here!" Lin Yue pulled it over with force.

He immediately redeemed the Xiongnu people Language Book. After clicking 'use,' the item disappeared, but the Xiongnu people language remained deeply embedded in Lin Yue's mind.

"It's so worth it!" Lin Yue thought. He just didn't know if it would be useful back in reality. If it was, he could completely exchange for other countries' languages when he had money.

Lin Yue then tallied the White Horse Righteous Cavalry' forces, finding that three thousand White Horse Righteous Cavalry had died in this battle and four thousand were injured. Now, there were only over twenty-three thousand Soldiers capable of immediate combat.

And everywhere were the dismembered limbs of Xiongnu people. Lin Yue stared blankly at the ground covered with Xiongnu people corpses. Qin Soldiers were digging pits, occasionally stopping to wipe sweat. In the distance, a wind gradually picked up, swirling a few grains of sand. He looked at the Xiongnu people lying quietly by the pit, about to be buried, and a strange emotion rose in his heart for a moment.

Lin Yue walked over and asked a Qin Soldier who was digging a pit, "Brother, are you planning to bury them directly in a moment?"

The Soldier looked up, saw from his attire that he was an officer, and stopped, smiling, "Yes, sir, just digging a pit and burying some dirt."

"Just throw them in?" Lin Yue asked curiously.

"Yes, otherwise, do we need to perform a ritual for them?

I only know '18 Touch,' I can't sing anything else." The Soldier shook his head, appearing somewhat resistant.

His own Brothers hadn't even been taken care of yet; who had time for them?

But in a big forest, there are all kinds of birds. For these officers, there were always all sorts of strange requests, and the Soldier was already used to it.

"No need for that. Can I discuss something with you?" Lin Yue said with a smile.

"Please speak, sir," the Soldier said with a smile.

"It's just that their fur coats look to be of good quality. Wouldn't it be a waste to just throw them in?

See if you can pick out some that are still intact and take them off," Lin Yue said.

"Sir, that's not difficult, but these are dead people's clothes. Although we're not afraid, we have winter coats for winter, so we don't need these!" the Soldier explained, not understanding what this officer wanted with these things.

"Ah, you don't understand. Just pick out the good ones. Later, I'll buy them back for one copper coin each. How about that?" Lin Yue patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

"That's definitely fine, but sir, the shops in the city will know where these things came from just by looking at them, and they might find them inauspicious. Sir, you might not be able to sell them," the Soldier tried to act as if he was thinking for Lin Yue.

He definitely wanted to make money, but he was also afraid that Lin Yue would settle accounts with him if he lost money. It was better to clarify the pros and cons beforehand, so whatever happened afterward would have nothing to do with him.

Moreover, as a common Soldier, these officers would probably not listen to his advice, so he was sure to make this money!

"It's fine, just collect them. I want shoes and pants too. A whole set is five copper coins. I'll take as many as you have.

But let's be clear beforehand, don't give me tattered ones. I don't want those!" Lin Yue said with a smile.

"Sir, this is an unlucky business. A set of clothes should be at least six copper coins," the Soldier said with a smile, looking fawning.

"You're burying people, and you're still afraid of bad luck?

Alright, be quick about it," Lin Yue sighed and said, not wanting to quibble over it.

"Alright! Then, sir, wait for me! I guarantee they'll all be good clothes!" the Soldier said with a smile, just as expected!

Six copper coins for a set of clothes, six hundred copper coins for a hundred sets. He was going to get rich!

Then he ran to the side with a joyous expression and whispered to his comrades. Lin Yue was a bit far from them and couldn't hear clearly, only catching something about five copper coins.