Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 669: Chapter 271: Zhao Feng’s Delight, Attribute Minimum Set to 1!

It did indeed appear heavily guarded, with no flaws to be found.

Aside from the patrolling Chu soldiers, many others sat together chatting idly.

Though it was a border city,

And most of its troops had been reinforced for defense,

But ever since Qin destroyed Zhao, two or three years had passed without the outbreak of war.

Over time, even as a border city, there was still some slackness.

This was not unique to Chu State; on the borders where Qin met other nations, the Qin’s own Prefecture Soldiers were no more vigilant.

Only when the enemy truly struck would they sense urgency.

Complacency!

It could be fatal.

There was only one place on Qin’s border that was always truly tense—the Northern Frontier.

Compared to the various countries of Shenzhou, which shared the same lineage, the foreign tribes at the Northern Frontier were utterly ruthless, launching large invasions at the slightest provocation.

At this moment!

Clip-clop.

Clip-clop, clip-clop.

The city walls of Qufu City seemed to tremble and shake.

Many Chu soldiers couldn’t help but gaze off into the distance.

A black, surging torrent of cavalry was racing toward their city.

Countless black banners rippled in the sky alongside them.

“This is bad.”

“Enemy attack!”

“Qin Army surprise attack!”

“Quickly report to the general!”

“Hurry, prepare the defenses!”

In but an instant,

A sense of urgency swept through all the Chu soldiers and people of Qufu City.

The ground shuddered violently.

Countless warhorses thundered forth like a storm.

From the direction of Qin, a sweeping mass of blackened Qin Army advanced.

Yet as they drew closer to the city,

The overwhelming torrent of Qin Cavalry began to split, some charging the main city gate, others swinging around to take the other gates.

Before the attack, Zhao Feng had already acquired intelligence on Qufu: the garrison within was only fifty thousand strong. Attacking from both sides would disperse the Chu forces and make breaching the city far easier.

This time,

One hundred thousand Qin Cavalry.

No siege engines.

Zhao Feng himself was the mightiest siege engine.

With a single sword strike, he could shatter the city gate.

The Qin Cavalry would then sweep within.

Now, with the unification of the world at hand, Zhao Feng would not bother to cloak his might any longer—after all, tales of his single-handed gate-breaking had already spread across the world.

As the Qin Cavalry split apart,

Zhao Feng urged his horse forward,

The Tyrant Spear in hand,

Racing straight toward Qufu’s main gate, fifty thousand Qin Cavalry trailing behind.

Shouts rang out, urging the horses on.

Hoofbeats rumbled like roaring thunder.

“Arrows!”

As he spurred his horse, Zhao Feng shouted again.

And then,

He gripped in his hand the Divine Arm Bow he had forged himself.

He pulled ten arrows at once from his quiver.

Powerful True Yuan surged into each arrow.

Behind Zhao Feng, the Qin Cavalry also drew their bows, nocking arrows to string.

Though galloping wildly, each Qin Cavalryman was steady as iron, staring at the city ahead, bows ready in hand.

The cavalry charged.

Once they came within Qin Army arrow range,

“Break!”

Zhao Feng bellowed thunderously.

Bang!

The Divine Arm Bow in his grip throbbed with a vibrating twang of the bowstring.

Immediately after,

Ten arrows took flight, each one infused with powerful True Yuan, golden halos of energy swirling around their shafts.

If it had been night, one would have seen ten golden streaks shooting from Zhao Feng, cleaving the air.

In the space of a single blink,

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One explosion of True Yuan after another echoed forth.

The city gate and the wall around it were blasted apart in an instant.

Within the gate, several zhang of Chu soldiers were consumed in a massive wave of True Yuan, killed instantly.

“What is that?”

Many Chu soldiers glanced at each other, faces twisted in terror.

This was a force far beyond their comprehension.

But Zhao Feng and his Qin Cavalry cared nothing for their astonishment.

“Wind, wind, wind!”

“A great wind!”

The roar of wind-chants filled the air.

Boundless killing intent surged above the city.

Tens of thousands of arrows arced through the sky, raining upon Qufu City.

Countless arrows poured down.

Within the city, Chu troops by the thousands fell beneath the arrow storm.

Qin Cavalry charged and shot madly, rushing straight for the city itself.

“Loose arrows!”

A Chu general atop the city walls roared loudly.

Chaos of arrows answered, flying down toward the Qin Cavalry.

In the rain of arrows,

Even with the Qin Cavalry dispersing, casualties still mounted.

“Daqin Elite Soldiers!”

“Kill!”

This time,

Zhao Feng did not evade—he simply shielded himself with True Yuan. Stray arrows striking him were blasted away harmlessly.

Soon,

Zhao Feng was the first to break into the city through the shattered gate.

The Tyrant Spear swept out in a deadly blur,

Slashing sideways,

Instantly slaying more than ten Chu soldiers ahead of him.

With Zhao Feng’s current strength, massacring such small-fry was pure dimensional crushing.

“Slayed a Chu soldier, obtained 1 Dragon Elephant Force.”

“Slayed a Chu soldier, obtained 1 True Yuan.”

“Slayed a Chu soldier, obtained 1 Mystic Travel Force.”

“Slayed a Chu soldier, obtained 1 Power of Divine Sense.”

…

With a single thrust,

The long-missed Attribute Panel prompts for slaying enemies appeared again.

To Zhao Feng’s surprise,

Since the great Transformation of the Attribute Panel,

He was still picking up only one attribute point per kill, just as before.

“Seems like 1 point is the minimum,”

“In that case, splendid indeed.”

“This way, strengthening myself shall be even more fruitful.” Zhao Feng grinned in his heart.

At once,

He spurred his steed in a furious charge.

The Tyrant Spear in his grip swept wildly.

True Yuan infused his strikes.

Zhao Feng became a God of Slaughter, slaying madly.

“Kill, kill!”

“Slay all these Chu soldiers!”

“Kill…”

Behind Zhao Feng, countless Qin Cavalry hurled themselves forward into the city in relentless waves,

Trampling Chu corpses beneath them, slaughtering madly.

Although Chu State had taken some precautions,

Facing the battle-hardened Wu’an Military Camp, facing Elite Soldiers now thrice as strong,

The attack was nothing short of dimensional annihilation.

Toward dusk,

The great battle had ended.

“Your Majesty,”

“The Chu troops within the city have collapsed.”

“We have cut down over twenty thousand enemies, and captured another twenty thousand.”

“Our own casualties are under five thousand.”

“A resounding victory.”

Zhang Han reported respectfully.

“Leave five thousand Elite Soldiers to guard the surrendered prisoners,”

“The others may rest for two Chinese hours, then march on with me,” Zhao Feng said in a low voice.

“Yes, General!” Zhang Han responded at once.

“From here,”

“We attack the Chu border before their army can react,”

“Break their border defenses, extinguish their lines.”

“Also, have Tu Sui and Li You pick up their pace.”

…

Chu State, Ying Capital!

Morning Discussion Hall.

Upon the throne, the King of Chu sat upright—judging by his looks, he was not yet thirty, still very young.

In the court hall below, the Hundred Officials stood in stern ranks.

“My lords,”

“Now the Qin Army attacks fiercely and without pause—Shangjiangjun Xiang Yan has sent multiple urgent requests for aid.”

“When, I ask, will the various lords dispatch your armies?” Although the King of Chu, Fu Chu, sat high upon the throne, his words now were tinged with probing—indeed, there was even a hint of pleading.

As king,

He possessed little real power.

All true authority rested with the Three Great Families.

He now turned his gaze to the three men holding the highest positions among the military and civil officials.

The heads of the Three Families,

Who also occupied the highest ranks in court.

“Great King,”

“Shangjiangjun Xiang Yan commands over two hundred thousand men—enough to hold off the Qin Army.”

“According to reports, this time the Qin have not mobilized in full—only their Hangu Pass Camp, with the least troops, is attacking.”

“Shangjiangjun Xiang Yan can hold them off, making it difficult for the Qin to advance.” Zhao Wen smiled carelessly and bowed in salute.

“Agreed,”

“With Shangjiangjun Xiang Yan, the Qin Army will be checked.”

“A mere Qin Army may not breach Chufang City.”

“The Great King need not worry.”

“Please, rest your mind.”

“All we need do is wait for Qi to move their troops—once they do, Great Chu need not fear Qin.”

The other two echoed in support.

Evidently,

Each family had its own interests.

But their paramount interest was clear—safeguarding their own strength.

For after all, to their way of thinking, even Xiang Yan would not easily be tamed.

“But…” The King of Chu furrowed his brow, wanting to retort, but as he looked upon the three powerful ministers below, he could only give a helpless sigh.

A king without power—

He was not even as influential as a mere Army Marquis commanding a thousand men.

Just at that moment,

“Report!”

“Urgent intel from the Northern Border’s frontier cities!”

“The Great King must decide at once!”

An anxious messenger rushed into the grand hall, face drawn with fear.

…