Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 556: Chapter 232: A New Attribute! Soul Power! If the Enemy Can Invade, So Can We!_2

“Mr. Kuai.”

“You must remember.”

“To make the foreign tribes not dare to come again, we must kill them until they are terrified.”

“Throughout history.”

“Why have only the foreign tribes invaded our Land of the Divine Continent? Why have we not invaded the foreign tribes?”

“Because we have not killed them enough to make them afraid.”

“And I will be the one to make them afraid, to make them never dare to set foot on the land of Shenzhou again.”

“If invaders can come, then I too can go.”

Zhao Feng said with an indisputable majesty.

Upon hearing this sentence.

Kuai Pu, who had initially thought of persuading him, immediately became serious.

Then he bowed low to Zhao Feng: “I, the humble officer, salute the General.”

“Salute the General.”

Yang Bo also immediately bowed.

“Have the Logistics Army quickly prepare food and water for ten days for ten thousand soldiers.”

“Tomorrow, I will.” Zhao Feng looked at Yang Bo.

“I, the humble officer, will follow orders.” Yang Bo responded immediately.

“Moreover, since the Logistics Army has already arrived, the task of casting the capital view is left to you.”

Zhao Feng looked at the many warriors busy decapitating the foreign tribes and piling them on the battlefield.

Casting Capital View.

It’s not just stacking these heads together, but binding them with clay to create a Jing Guan like a city wall.

Heads connected, blood connected.

It looks very eerie, very terrifying.

Even the Qin warriors who personally beheaded these foreign tribes felt what death is.

When one day, those foreign tribes see this Jing Guan, they might be scared away directly.

“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me.”

“I am a Huaxia person, I am not a foreigner.”

“Spare me, General, spare me…”

A sudden voice sounded by Zhao Feng’s ear.

A few sharp warriors were escorting a middle-aged man dressed in blood-stained clothes to Zhao Feng’s front.

“General.”

“This guy was pretending to be dead in the pile of corpses.”

“He says he’s one of our people and claims he was coerced by the foreign tribes.”

Han Chenyan pointed at the disheveled man and said.

“Greetings to General Zhao Feng.”

“I… I am Sima Lin, a minister of the Yan State.”

“I was forced into the army by the foreign tribes.”

“Thank you, General, for saving my life. Allow me to bow once.”

Upon seeing Zhao Feng.

Sima Lin did not hesitate at all, kneeling down and performing a grand salute, with a grateful expression on his face.

From his behavior, it seemed he was truly saved by Zhao Feng and was deeply grateful.

Seeing his appearance, the sharp warriors who escorted him also released him, seeming to believe Sima Lin’s words.

However.

Zhao Feng looked at Sima Lin with a scrutinizing gaze.

“Do you think I’m easy to fool?”

Zhao Feng said coldly.

At these words.

Sima Lin shuddered all over, then said tremblingly: “I… I dare not deceive the General.”

“The foreign tribes.”

“It was you who brought them, right?”

Zhao Feng said coldly.

“General, you’ve misunderstood.”

“I’m just an ordinary person from Yan.”

“How could I possibly bring in the foreign tribes.” Sima Lin shook his head repeatedly.

“Do you truly think I don’t know you?”

“The one who advised the King of Yan to collude with the foreign tribes against our Qin is you.”

“The chief culprit behind the tragic deaths of tens of thousands of people in the Northern Border of Yan is you.”

“Colluding with the foreign tribes, bringing in the foreign tribes, slaughtering our Huaxia people, how do you think I should kill you?”

Zhao Feng said coldly, looking at Sima Lin with an extremely icy gaze.

“I… I…”

Sima Lin was frightened to the core at this moment.

He never thought Zhao Feng knew him, and even knew the situation so clearly.

“Traitor to the clan.”

“Death is not enough.”

“You must die, and so must your family.”

“Pass my order, have him executed by a thousand cuts.”

“Have his whole family beheaded.”

Zhao Feng waved his hand.

Not bothering to say more.

“Spare me.”

“General, spare me.”

“I was wrong, I was truly wrong.”

“I can die, just don’t implicate my family…”

Sima Lin said in extreme terror.

But the two sharp warriors beside him directly kicked him to the ground.

“You scoundrel, how dare you deceive.”

“You traitorous bastard.”

“You truly deserve to die.”

“Tens of thousands of people in the Land of Yan died because of you.”

“You deserve to be executed by a thousand cuts.”

“Brothers, let’s each take a cut, slaughter him, don’t let him die too quickly.”

The two sharp warriors lifted Sima Lin up, walking to the side.

Soon, there were sounds of Sima Lin’s miserable cries.

Executed by a thousand cuts.

“Pass the order down.”

“From now on, treat traitors with execution by a thousand cuts.”

“Implicate their entire family.” Zhao Feng said coldly, with undisguised disgust.

…

Eastern Barbarian Royal Court!

Inside the main tent.

With singing and dancing.

The King of Donghu sat on the throne, drinking wine, eating meat, thoroughly enjoying himself.

“Great King.”

“This time, sending troops to Yan State.”

“Our tribe truly profited greatly.”

“According to the news returned by General Wu Wu and others, our tribe can capture at least four to five hundred thousand slaves, mostly women.”

“Our tribe is stepping into greater strength.”

“With these women, our tribe’s population will surge again.”

“Congratulations, Great King.”

“Our tribe will dominate the Grassland Desert.”

“No tribe can match us.”

…

Voices of flattery sounded in the tent.

Upon hearing these praises, a proud expression also appeared on the face of the King of Donghu.

For the Donghu, this indeed was a great victory.

And the spoils were not small.

Not just the population.

But also numerous grains and wealth plundered by the army, as well as ironware scarce to their tribe.

“The strength of Donghu, you have all contributed greatly.”

“This king toasts to you all.”

The King of Donghu raised his glass, laughing heartily.

“To the Great King.”

All the Eastern Barbarian generals in the tent raised their goblets and shouted.