Time, 230 BC!
Location: Qin-Korean border!
The entire border is already littered with corpses, with broken swords, arrows stuck in the ground, broken chariots, and thousands of corpses lying on the ground lifeless everywhere.
Blood dyed the earth red.
The ruins were broken and extremely bloody.
"Zhao Feng."
"Why are you working so hard to carry a corpse?"
"It's like picking up a treasure. You like to carry it so much. I'll leave this part to you."
A soldier wearing Qin military uniform said to a soldier who was working hard to carry a corpse.
The words fell.
The surrounding soldiers also laughed.
"Soldier, don't talk about it."
"This kid is really good at carrying corpses."
"He can carry a corpse as fast as ten people."
The soldiers around him smiled.
On the battlefield, Qin Ruishi conquered and killed.
Naturally, there are specialized soldiers to clean up the battlefield. The soldiers who clean up the corpses on the battlefield are also called corpse-carrying soldiers, and they belong to the logistics field.
Each of them had a black cloth covering their face, as if to block the smell.
When they go to the battlefield, they are responsible for cleaning up the corpses on the battlefield and then burying them in the ground to avoid immune diseases.
And looked at the gazes of the soldiers.
A young man covered in black cloth was working hard to carry the bodies. He picked up one, quickly put it on the cart, and then quickly ran over and carried it again.
He didn't care at all when everyone was teasing him.
"You know nothing."
"I'm picking up money and becoming stronger at the same time." Zhao Feng thought secretly in his heart.
Whenever he touches a body.
Various attributes will be picked up randomly.
When Zhao Feng touched the corpse of a soldier again.
[Touch the corpse of an ordinary soldier and Successfully pick up 1 point of strength.]
A prompt panel appeared in front of Zhao Feng.
Then Zhao Feng quickly carried the body on his back and placed the body on the bullock cart very easily.
Once it's full, he take it away and bury it.
"I have gained more than 40 points of strength in this day. If one point of strength represents one pound, I have gained more than 40 pounds of strength in half a day today."
"Comfortable."
Every time he picked up a little bit of power, Zhao Feng could clearly feel the growth of his power.
The feeling of increased strength was very comforting to him.
[Successfully picked up 1 point of speed.]
[Successfully picked up 1 point life.]
[Successfully picked up 1 point of constitution.]
Zhao Feng continued to carry the corpses, and soon, an ox cart was filled with corpses.
All of them were dead Korean soldiers.
As for Qin Ruishi's corpse, it cannot be perfunctory like this, but needs to be arranged neatly and then buried one by one.
This is the difference between the enemy and ourselves.
Zhao Feng has been here at the border carrying corpses for two days, so he is naturally familiar with the journey.
After the bullock cart is full.
Zhao Feng shouted to the chief commander above him: "General Baiji, I'm going to deliver the body."
"Go! Go! Go."
"You're really fast, kid."
"Don't work so hard. We are very safe now. You can rest when you are tired. There is no rush." Wei Quan waved his hand directly and said to Zhao Feng with some concern.
"Promise"
Zhao Feng replied with a smile.
Then he led the ox cart and walked towards the burial ground. On the road Zhao Feng opened his attribute panel.
[Host: Zhao Feng]
[Age: 15 years old]
[Strength: 256 (The stronger the strength, the corresponding power can be exploded.)
[Speed: 188 (The higher the number, the faster.)]
[Physique: 167 (The stronger the physique, the faster recovery from injuries and endless physical strength.)]
[Spirit: 166 (The stronger the spirit, the clearer the mind and clear thoughts. When it grows to a certain level, it can sense the aura of heaven and earth.)]
[Lifespan: 86 years plus 32 days]
[Portable space: 1 cubic meter]
These thirty-two days were picked up by Zhao Feng in the past few days.
At first, Zhao Feng's initial attributes were around 100, which were the attributes of a normal person. But in just three days, Zhao Feng's attributes increased dramatically by picking up corpses.
"It has only been three days since I carried the corpse. Not to mention other things, just the fact that my life span has been increased by thirty-two days is very exciting."
"The corpse-carrying soldiers are such a good unit."
"There's no need to charge into battle, just clean up the battlefield."
"I'm really in the right place."
"As long as I keep carrying corpses and picking up attributes, will I be immortal?"
"And if you keep picking it up, what will happen when your strength and attributes reach over 1,000?"
For the future Zhao Feng was full of expectations.
Corpse-carrying soldiers are a unit that many elites who yearn to kill the enemy and make achievements despise most.
As a commoner in the Qin Dynasty, and a young man over fourteen years old, Zhao Feng naturally had no way to disobey the government's recruitment order. Disobeying was equivalent to being jailed, and he might even be directly demoted to hard labor and sent to build the Great Wall in northern Xinjiang, and his family would also be implicated.
In order not to go to jail, in order not to implicate his mother and sister.
Four months ago, Zhao Feng came to Lantian Camp. After a month of recruit training,
Zhao Feng was assigned to the logistics army camp, and his duty was to clean up the battlefield. He was also called a corpse-carrying soldier.
Carrying a corpse?
The first feeling is that of bad luck.
At first, Zhao Feng was disgusted when he came, but when he thought that he could survive without having to go to the battlefield, Zhao Feng fell in love with him.
As a reborn person from later generations, Zhao Feng is deeply aware of the cruelty of this era. This time is the beginning of Qin's destruction of the Six Kingdoms. In this battle to destroy the Six Kingdoms and annex China, countless people died on the battlefield. There is no telling how many people died because of the war.
He didn't have much idea about getting promoted to a higher official or a noble officer. He just wanted to go home after serving in the army for two years.
Take care of your mother, take care of your sister.
He could not forget the worried looks in his mother's and sister's eyes when he was drafted into the army, wondering how they would bear it if he died on the battlefield.
Therefore, in order to survive and avoid going to the battlefield, Zhao Feng did not deliberately show anything, nor did he show too much combat power. This is why he was assigned to the logistics camp.
But as he touched the corpse and opened the attribute-picking panel, Zhao Feng suddenly felt extremely delicious.
Corpse-carrying soldiers can not only survive, but can also pick up attributes and become stronger. This is perfect for Zhao Feng!
Feeling his strength getting stronger and stronger, feeling the transformation of his whole body due to the increase in attributes, Zhao Feng knew clearly that this was all his.
Thoughts come back.
Zhao Feng pulled the bullock cart and walked for about a stick of incense, arriving at a huge burial ground.
There were logistics soldiers digging holes all around. There were at least a thousand people digging holes.
This time Qin's 100,000-strong army attacked South Korea, and the border battle was very brutal. The casualties caused to the Korean border troops can be imagined.
Zhao Feng has been cleaning up this logistics camp for three days now, but judging from the current battlefield situation, the corpses will not be completely buried until nightfall today.
"Boy Zhao Feng, it's you again."
"You are already in the fourth cart today."
"Amazing."
The soldiers all laughed when they saw Zhao Feng pulling an ox cart piled with corpses of Korean soldiers and digging a hole.
"Brothers, dig hard and I'll leave this car to you."
"I can't waste time."
Zhao Feng smiled, pulled up an empty ox cart from one side, and continued towards the battlefield.