Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 547: Chapter 228: The Horrors of the Aftermath (Part 2)

“Send someone over.”

“State clearly that our tribe only wants fifty cities and population of the Northern Frontier of Yan. As for the south of Yan, our tribe can do without.” The Commander of Ten Thousand said arrogantly.

“Yes.”

A foreign Chiliarch immediately stepped forward from the crowd.

He rode his horse, trampling over the corpses of innocent civilians they had slaughtered, and charged towards the Qin Army.

Very soon.

This foreigner arrived in front of Zhang Ming.

“Are you the War General of the Qin Army?”

The foreign leader glanced Zhang Ming up and down, then asked with great arrogance.

Zhang Ming did not speak, but slowly raised the spear in his hand.

“By command of my king, the Northern Frontier of Yan now belongs to the Donghu State.”

“The Qin Army must retreat immediately, or don’t blame us for being impolite.” The foreign leader said defiantly.

“Impolite to the Qin?” A cold glint flashed in Zhang Ming’s eyes.

In the next moment.

He charged on horseback, thrusting the spear in his hand.

With a sudden sound.

The spear pierced directly through the chest of this foreign leader.

“You… how dare you kill… me…” The foreign leader’s eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

“Foreign scoundrels dare to cause trouble on Qin Territory.” Zhang Ming shook the spear forcefully, and the foreign leader was instantly flung off.

And at this moment!

Zhao Feng had already raised the Tyrant Spear in his hand, staring at the massive army of foreigners ahead, with murderous intent bursting from his eyes.

“Qin Sharp Soldiers.” Zhao Feng shouted loudly.

“Wind, wind, wind.”

“Great wind.”

All Qin Cavalry raised their spears and shouted with vigor.

“Foreigners.”

“I want no survivors.”

“Kill as many as come.”

“Leave none alive.”

Zhao Feng shouted coldly.

He charged out on horseback.

“Kill all foreigners.”

“Kill all foreigners.”

“Kill…”

The order was given.

Hundred thousand Iron Cavalry charged.

Along with seventy thousand Yan State Border Army.

One hundred seventy thousand cavalry stomped like thunder towards the foreigners.

The entire void was shrouded in terrifying murderous intent, and the shouts of killing were like thunder.

Suddenly.

Those foreigners who had not taken the Qin Army seriously all panicked.

“Commander of Ten Thousand, the Qin Army seems to want to attack us.”

“How dare they?”

“The Chiliarch was killed by the Qin Army.”

“Do they fear not that Donghu will attack them?”

“How dare these Qin Army?”

…

Many foreign soldiers were panic-stricken.

Before the Qin Army took action, they were indifferent, thinking the Qin Army dared not, after all, in their eyes, the people of Yan and Qin were the same.

Not to be compared with their Donghu.

But now.

Facing this kind of terrifying murderous intent.

They panicked, and were frightened too.

“Retreat, retreat.”

“There are too many Qin soldiers.”

“We are no match.”

The Donghu Commander of Ten Thousand shouted loudly, immediately turned his horse.

“Kill!!”

The Qin Army’s shouts of killing shook the heavens.

Countless Qin soldiers on the front lines pulled their longbows.

Under the bowstring’s tremor.

Innumerable arrows rained down towards the enemy troops.

Arrows rained towards these foreigners.

Amidst the chaotic arrows.

Countless foreigners were shot dead in an instant before they had time to react.

“Ah… ah…”

Screams echoed ceaselessly.

In just a moment.

These foreigners who were just massacring Huaxia civilians rampantly, now fell into chaos, fleeing desperately towards the rear.

But even though their formation was in disarray, no matter how they fled, they could not escape.

Under the rain of chaotic arrows.

Groups of foreigners died tragically under the chaotic arrows.

“Kill all foreigners.”

“Leave none alive.”

Zhao Feng shouted coldly.

His warhorse swiftly galloping, soon trampling over countless foreign corpses, rushed into their formation.

“Kill.”

The Tyrant Spear in his hand danced.

Sweeping out.

A dozen foreigners ahead were instantly wiped out by the Tyrant Spear, directly turned into pulp.

During the conquest on the Land of the Divine Continent, whether against the Three Jins or Yan State, Zhao Feng always held back somewhat, even if killing the enemy he would ensure their corpse remained intact.

But now dealing with these foreigners, Zhao Feng did not hold back at all.

The Tyrant Spear swung wildly, exerting more than ten thousand pounds of force.

Sweeping out with the force of True Qi.

Each sweep turned bodies into pulp.

Zhao Feng intended to leave them without intact corpses.

This is the price of invading Huaxia.

“Kill an Eastern Hu soldier, gain 1 point of strength.”

“Kill an Eastern Hu soldier, gain 1 day of lifespan.”

“Kill an Eastern Hu soldier, gain 1 point of constitution.”

…

The prompts for picking up rewards keep coming.

But Zhao Feng’s slaughter did not stop.

Madly sweeping across.

Madly killing.

In dealing with these foreign tribes, Zhao Feng showed no mercy.

Though born in this era, there is a mark deep within Zhao Feng’s soul.

That is, those who challenge the majesty of Huaxia, no matter how far, must be executed.

For each of these invading foreign tribes, extermination is necessary.

“Leave no survivors.”

“Kill.”

“Kill…”

Countless Qin Sharp Soldiers roared, spears thrusting madly.

These foreign tribes, extremely cruel to the common people, were like lambs to the slaughter in front of the Daqin Elite Soldiers.

Their arrogance disappeared completely, leaving only fear and despair.

The Qin Cavalry moved swiftly, shooting and surrounding in maneuvers.

Of these ten thousand foreign tribes, hardly any escaped, all surrounded and slaughtered by the Daqin Elite Soldiers.

Originally, the combat power of the Qin Sharp Soldiers was formidable; with a threefold increase in combat power, it became terrifying.

How could these foreign tribes be their match?

Behind them.

The surrendered Yan Border Army watched this massacre.

Even with a manpower advantage, seeing the Qin Sharp Soldiers slaughter the foreign tribes so smoothly, they were astonished.

“General Gongsun.”

“Are these Qin troops really human?”

“How are these foreign tribes so powerless against them?” a cavalryman from the border army said to Gongsun Guang, his face blank with shock.

“This is the might of the Qin Army.”

“The gap in combat power between us is too great.”

“The Qin Cavalry’s mounted archery surpasses even the Zhao Cavalry of old.”

“Even if we encountered these ten thousand foreign tribes while guarding the border, it would be hard to wipe them out, and the losses would be significant.”

“But they easily encircled and annihilated them.”

“And virtually no casualties to themselves,” Gongsun Guang said with deep emotion.

Originally.

When ordered north, Gongsun Guang had thought Zhao Feng would use their border army first, sacrificing these surrendering soldiers, but he was wrong; they didn’t even have a chance to fight, only standing behind, and not even having the opportunity to finish off the foreign tribes.

Because in this kind of battle situation.

The foreign tribes didn’t even have a chance to play dead before being trampled to death by warhorses.

“It’s fortunate that we surrendered.”

“Otherwise, going against them would truly be seeking death,” many border army soldiers couldn’t help but say with emotion.

Soon.

Of the ten thousand foreign cavalry, only a few dozen remained, surrounding their Commander of Ten Thousand.

“I am the Commander of Ten Thousand of the Donghu State; we have no enmity with your Qin State.”

“Why do you wage war against us?”

The Commander of Ten Thousand looked at the surrounding Qin Sharp Soldiers in terror.

“You invade the Land of the Divine Continent, kill the Huaxia people.”

“And you still ask why we wage war?”

“Today it’s your ten thousand scoundrels, tomorrow I will kill all foreign tribes invading my Shenzhou,” Zhao Feng said coldly.

With a wave of his hand.

He didn’t even intend to waste words with them.

“Kill!”

The numerous Qin Sharp Soldiers roared.

A volley of arrows.

In an instant.

These remaining foreign tribes were all shot dead.

“Gongsun Guang.”

Zhao Feng shouted authoritatively.

“I’m here.”

“Count all the warhorses on this battlefield and gather them well to bring back.”

“Though the foreign tribes are scoundrels, their warhorses are of excellent quality,” Zhao Feng said in a deep voice.

Gongsun Guang immediately bowed: “I will follow your orders.”

“However, Shangjiangjun.”

“Clearing these warhorses only requires a few thousand soldiers; I’d like to campaign with Shangjiangjun.”

“To slay foreign tribes,” Gongsun Guang said expectantly, looking at Zhao Feng.

“Hmm.”

Zhao Feng nodded.

Then raised the Tyrant Spear in his hand.

“Soldiers, continue killing.”

“The faster we advance, the more foreign tribes we can kill, and the fewer losses our people will suffer.”

“Kill.”

Zhao Feng shouted loudly, spurring his horse to continue rushing north.

“Follow Shangjiangjun.”

“Kill.”

One hundred thousand Iron Cavalry shouted, continuing northward.

Northern Territory of Yan.

Martial Forest City.

There was not even anyone patrolling on the city walls, and the entire city was enveloped in a pungent stench of blood.

The entire city was littered with corpses.

Foreign soldiers were rampaging and slaughtering everywhere, even raping women on the streets.

The entire city was swept with the stench of blood, blood getting all over the city.

Screams.

The laughter of foreign tribes.

Endless.

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