Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 552: Chapter 231: Casting Capital View! The Souls of the Sharp Warriors: In the Next Life, We Still Wish to Follow Shangjiangjun!

Listening to Wu Wu’s words.

Zhao Feng laughed, a cold sneer on his face: “Qin’s expedition, why do we need you foreign tribes to help?”

“The various countries of Divine Land compete, why do we need you foreign tribes to interfere?”

“Our grand Huaxia, how can we allow you foreign tribes to act recklessly?”

“Since you have entered our Huaxia territory, be prepared to die.”

“Daqin Elite Soldiers, listen up.”

“Chase the foreign tribes, leave none behind.”

“Kill.”

Zhao Feng cried out.

Suddenly urging his horse forward.

The warhorse beneath him accelerated once more, chasing towards Wu Wu.

One could see Zhao Feng’s figure charge forward.

The cavalry behind Wu Wu were turned into pulp in the blink of an eye.

“I will fight to the death with you.”

Wu Wu roared, turning his horse around, wielding a war saber to slash at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng casually lifted his spear to block.

Wu Wu’s slash was halted directly in midair.

“Foreign tribe.”

“Before me, you are like an ant.”

“Die.”

Zhao Feng coldly shouted, the Tyrant Spear shook, and Wu Wu’s war saber fell from his hand.

A swoosh and tearing sound.

The long spear thrust out.

It pierced directly through Wu Wu’s chest.

Even though he wore iron battle armor, it could not stop Zhao Feng’s spear, and blood spurted out.

Wu Wu’s vitality rapidly faded.

“Killed the head of Donghu, gained 100 attribute points.” The panel prompted.

Having dealt with him.

Zhao Feng didn’t hesitate and continued to chase and kill.

Daqin Elite Soldiers continued to slay the enemy.

After quite some time.

Beyond the border, the prairie was once again littered with tens of thousands of corpses.

On the vast battlefield.

Sixty to seventy thousand Black Armored Qin Cavalry proudly stood on the earth.

On every Qin Cavalry’s spear and even battle armor, blood dripped.

Many Qin Cavalry soldiers also had blood flowing from their bodies, and some were pierced by foreign tribes’ arrows.

Gazing around.

Around these Black Armored Qin Cavalry, there were only foreign tribes’ corpses, and the corpses of Pao Ze.

This battle!

It was unquestionably fierce.

“Soldiers of Qin.”

Zhao Feng raised his long spear, shouting with authority.

Suddenly.

All eyes gathered on Zhao Feng, each soldier’s eyes filled with fervor and reverence.

“Foreign tribe.”

“Almost completely annihilated by our army.”

“You are the strongest warriors of Qin, and proudest amongst Huaxia.”

“I, Zhao Feng, take pride in you.”

“The world should also take pride in you.”

“Eternal Qin, everlasting Huaxia.”

“Those who challenge the might of Huaxia, even far away, must be exterminated.”

Zhao Feng, with victorious excitement, raised his long spear and shouted loudly.

Following Zhao Feng’s voice.

All surviving soldiers raised their spears high, shouting loudly: “Eternal Qin, everlasting Huaxia.”

“Those who challenge the might of Huaxia, even far away, must be exterminated.”

…

In places over ten miles away from the border echoed the loud roars of Qin soldiers.

“After this battle.”

“There will be no Penal Battalion among the Cavalry Camp soldiers, all Penal Battalion involved in this battle, will have their status changed, each advancing one rank, Qin Sharp Soldiers, each advancing two ranks.”

“All soldiers fighting foreign tribes to death will receive annual salaries one rank higher as compensation.”

Zhao Feng shouted with authority.

“Shangjiangjun, mighty.”

“Shangjiangjun, mighty…”

All soldiers shouted excitedly.

“Zhang Han.” Zhao Feng shouted loudly.

“At your command.” Zhang Han rode forward.

After the great battle.

Even though Zhang Han, being in the Innate Realm, had several slashes on his body, and the battle armor bore numerous knife marks.

From Zhang Han’s condition, one could sense the fierceness of this battle.

While previously Zhao Feng had 2500 trusted aides, several hundreds were killed, and the rest were all injured.

After all.

Throughout this battle.

Under Zhao Feng’s command, the Qin Army kept attacking and charging.

Even when foreign tribes escaped, they pursued relentlessly.

Even a tiger when cornered will engage in a life and death struggle, let alone these foreign tribes lesser than beasts.

“Lead men to sever all foreign tribe heads here.” Zhao Feng scanned around and said solemnly.

“Shangjiangjun.”

“Burn them in a fire directly, why decapitate?” Zhang Han asked in confusion.

“Foreign tribes, with wolf-like ambitions.”

“From ancient times invading Huaxia.”

“In this battle, I led the army to annihilate nearly 200,000 foreign tribes.”

“Then use these heads as a warning, casting a Jing Guan.”

“Threaten all foreign tribes.”

Zhao Feng coldly shouted towards the foreign tribes occupying the Northern Frontier.

Just a statement.

Zhang Han immediately understood.

Casting Jing Guan.

It existed since the Spring and Autumn period.

However, after the rise of Hundred Schools of Thought and Confucianism, deeming it too cruel, Jing Guan was no longer established to deter enemy nations.

But now.

Against these invading foreign tribes, how could Zhao Feng have any reservations?

Using all invading foreign tribe heads to cast Jing Guan, to let the world know the cost of violating Divine Land Huaxia’s soil.

“I understand.” Zhang Han nodded immediately.

“Additionally.”

“Let the army rest.”

“Then take soldiers to finish off the foreign tribes wounded on the battlefield.”

“Also, send orders to Xiangping City’s logistics camp to prepare ten days-worth of water and provisions for one person, total of ten thousand people.” Zhao Feng said solemnly.

Upon hearing provisions and ten days.

How could Zhang Han not understand his master’s thoughts?

“Master.”

“I wish to follow.” Zhang Han requested immediately.

“Attend to urgent matters first.”

“Arrange for wounded soldiers to be sent back for treatment immediately, sparing no expense.” Zhao Feng said solemnly.

“Yes.” Zhang Han promptly withdrew.

After arrangements.

Zhao Feng dismounted.

Sitting directly on the ground.

Looking at his warhorse, Zhao Feng summoned a pile of fodder from his Storage Space, tossing it in front of it.

Then immersed himself in the panel.

“Settle enemy kill attribute points.” Zhao Feng said.

“War ends.”

“Settle enemy kill and collect attribute points.”

“Host’s troops killed 177,485 enemies, gained 44,371 attribute points.”