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The emperor was met with a chorus of urgent pleas.

“Your Majesty, this must not be done. For the sake of the common people, for the fate of Great Chu, we cannot recklessly wage war.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. If we win, it may still be bearable. But if we lose, the northern barbarians’ cavalry will sweep straight in, and Great Chu will know no peace again. Worse still... the dynasty itself may be in peril, Your Majesty.”

“The strength of Great Chu cannot sustain a great war.”

“Your Majesty...”

A few days earlier, an envoy from the northern barbarians had come to the capital demanding that Great Chu double its annual tribute and offer Princess Changping in marriage.

Not only that, but the barbarian king also demanded that the Great Chu emperor acknowledge him as suzerain.

If Great Chu refused every condition, the barbarian army would be at the gates.

Emperor Qin Yong of Great Chu had been on the throne for little more than a year. Though he labored to govern with diligence, every step had been fraught with difficulty.

In the court, civil and military officials knelt in a vast swath, not one among them willing to advocate war.

If they yielded to the barbarian king’s demands, the balance of power would shift further against them. Before long, Great Chu would perish without the barbarians ever crossing the border.

Qin Yong looked over the gathered ministers, fury blazing in his chest, and wished he could cut them down one by one.

“Three years ago, the barbarian king took away Princess Changshuo, and the annual