What effect can Luo Chao's words really have?
Perhaps there's some encouragement in them, but ultimately, it's not much. News that Zhao Feng killed General Han Wan has already spread among the Logistics Army, but everyone thinks it was only Zhao Feng's luck, and such luck is hard to come by. If the Logistics Army wants to earn merit, it all comes down to luck.
"Enough."
"The Main Camp has already given the order."
"Our Logistics Army's ten thousand soldiers will escort supplies to Yang City. Set out at once." Luo Chao continued.
"Yes, sir."
The soldiers all responded in unison.
Once Luo Chao left,
Wei Quan walked over to Zhao Feng with a smile: "Congratulations, you now have a noble rank, and your position has also been promoted to Tunzhang."
"It really is just a fluke," Zhao Feng replied helplessly.
"Enough of that."
"Now that you have an official rank, you naturally have responsibilities."
"A Wuzhang commands five men, a Shizhang commands ten, and a Tunzhang commands fifty."
"From today onwards,"
"you command fifty soldiers under my direct orders." Wei Quan's tone turned serious as he addressed Zhao Feng.
"Yes, sir."
Zhao Feng bowed deeply.
At that moment,
"You have been granted a Qi Fortune office of vassal state."
"Appointed Wuzhang, awarded one First Tier Treasure Box."
"Appointed Shizhang, awarded one First Tier Treasure Box."
"Appointed Tunzhang, awarded one First Tier Treasure Box."
"Appointed First Grade Noble [Gongshi], awarded one First Tier Treasure Box."
A message panel appeared before Zhao Feng's eyes.
"Getting promoted actually grants Treasure Box rewards? Now that's an unexpected blessing." Zhao Feng started, then a smile broke across his face.
Then,
Zhao Feng immediately opened the treasure boxes.
"Open all First Tier Treasure Boxes."
"Acquired [5000 coins]."
"Acquired ten First Tier Low Grade Fasting Pills."
"Acquired one First Tier High Grade Martial Technique [Explosive Fist]."
"Acquired five bottles of First Tier Mid Grade Hemostasis Powder." The panel displayed these messages.
When the four treasure boxes were opened,
Zhao Feng's eyes locked onto the third treasure box reward.
"There really are Martial Techniques."
"Explosive Fist."
"Can I cultivate it?" At this moment, Zhao Feng could not hide his anticipation.
Next,
Zhao Feng immediately extracted the Martial Technique.
"Learn [Explosive Fist]?" The panel prompted.
"Learn," Zhao Feng said at once.
In the next instant,
A stream of information flooded his mind.
"Explosive Fist: Gather all your strength into a single point and unleash several times your own power in an instant."
"Amazing."
After learning it, Zhao Feng was clearly excited.
Just like raising his attributes, this Martial Technique hugely increased his strength, giving him another card to survive on the battlefield.
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Xianyang City!
Carriages streamed back and forth.
Carts traveled the official road, while pedestrians took the side paths.
They took no notice of one another. As the capital under the feet of the King of Qin, in what's called the strictest legalist state of Qin, to call it the most prosperous city under heaven was no exaggeration.
In the vast heart of Xianyang, a grand Royal Palace rose in the city center.
This was the Qin Royal Palace, used for over a century by Qin, a true historical palace.
Hall of the King of Qin!
A man wearing a ceremonial robe and crowned with the royal crown, emanating unmatched might, sat upon the throne, gazing out over the hall, presiding over the entire Qin Royal Palace.
On both sides of the hall,
Civil and military officials stood in their ranks.
First among the civil officials was Chancellor Wang Wan, and first among the military, Senior General Meng Wu.
Behind Wang Wan, a youth in a prince's robe held a court tablet in his hands—Qin's eldest imperial son, Fusu.
"Those with memorials, speak. Those with none, leave the court."
At Ying Zheng's side, a eunuch stepped forth and called out loudly to the assembled officials and ministers.
"Your Majesty, may I report."
"A victory report has just arrived from Lantian Camp."
Among the military officials, one stepped out. Though adorned as a military official, he exuded no killing intent.
"Minister Meng, speak quickly."
Ying Zheng's brows moved, and he fixed his eyes upon the man in the hall.
The destruction of Han!
It had been in the making for a long time.
Ying Zheng was fully confident there would be no mishap, but as this was the first report from Han, Ying Zheng was visibly stirred.
The war to annihilate Han concerned Qin's dominion over the realm, and the road to the east.
Once Han fell, there would be nothing stopping Qin at Hangu Pass, the way east would be utterly opened for Qin.
"This campaign,"
"Senior General Wang Jian personally guarded the frontier, General Li Teng led a hundred thousand troops to breach Han's borders, slaughtered nearly ten thousand Han troops, and has now advanced to attack Han's critical city, Yang City."
"Within a few months, Han generals will be no more." Meng Yi reported, face filled with excitement.
"Excellent!"
Ying Zheng laughed loudly.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
All the officials and ministers shouted in chorus.
"Chancellor,"
"Yu Qing,"
"Minister Meng,"
"The destruction of Han is crucial to Qin's advance east. I want no mishap!"
"Closely monitor the Han battlefront, report anything to me at once!" Ying Zheng said solemnly.
"We accept the order."
The three of them responded immediately.
"Your Majesty,"
"There is an amusing incident in the victory report from Senior General." Meng Yi smiled and added.
"Let's hear it," Ying Zheng said, glancing over.
"After Bao Yuan's son, Bao Qiu, led twenty thousand men to defend the border and was defeated by our Qin, General Li Teng searched for days without finding him. Yet Bao Qiu had not fled, but played dead among the corpses and was discovered by one of our Logistics soldiers. With nowhere left to run, in the end, he was killed by our Logistics Army soldier." Meng Yi said with a touch of mockery.
Upon hearing this,
A strange look flickered across Ying Zheng's face: "In Han, they always said 'Like father, like son' about Bao Yuan and Bao Qiu. Both father and son were famed warriors. Now Bao Qiu dies at the hands of one of our Logistics soldiers—for him, perhaps he'll never rest in peace."
"Your Majesty is absolutely right," Meng Yi quickly agreed.
"Was the Logistics soldier properly rewarded?"
"Our Qin Army's system of rewards and punishments must not differentiate on account of troop type," Ying Zheng asked, a trace of inquiry in his tone as he returned to himself.
Meng Yi replied instantly, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty. The Logistics soldier has already received the proper reward."
"Good, then."
"Keep a close eye on the Han front."
"With the States of Zhao and Wei, instruct Wang Jian to guard against them. If they dare to take action, let Wang Jian judge and decide at the frontlines," Ying Zheng ordered loudly.
...
Yang City!
Inside and outside the city, the stench of gunpowder hung in the air.
After enduring nearly ten days of relentless bombardment and arrow fire from the Qin Army, all of Yang City was shrouded in the flames of war, with countless dead and wounded inside the city, and the bodies of many Daqin Elite Soldiers scattered around outside.
But faced with overwhelming numbers and the fearless charges of the Daqin Elite Soldiers,
Yang City could no longer withstand the Qin Army's assault and was finally breached by the Qin General Li Teng.
With Yang City fallen,
The Han troops in the city scattered like terrified monkeys, fleeing in all directions.
What followed,
was naturally the Logistics Army entering to clear the battlefield.
"This battle was bloodier than the frontier."
"There must be over ten thousand corpses outside the city, and likely many more within."
"Tens of thousands died in this one battle."
As he stepped onto this battlefield,
Seeing this even bloodier field compared to the frontier, Zhao Feng was used to it, but a chill still crept into his heart.
This… this really is a battlefield where lives are worth less than dogs!
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