Hearing Wei Quan's shout, the surrounding soldiers turned and looked in the direction of Zhao Feng, who stood about ten zhang (30 meters) away.
Seeing this, Wei Quan immediately understood and burst into laughter. "Zhao Feng, that was a great throw! I was almost sent to meet the King of Hell by that scoundrel."
"As long as you're alive, Captain," Zhao Feng replied cheerfully. "I'll get back to carrying corpses now."
At that moment, he was still immersed in the excitement of breaking the 200-point threshold for all his stats. On top of that, he had just earned another treasure chest reward. He couldn't wait to sneak away and open it.
"Zhao, you brat! Stop right there!" Wei Quan shouted.
"Captain, wasn't he just a fierce Han soldier? Who else could he be?" Zhao Feng stopped, puzzled.
The surrounding soldiers, equally confused, stared at Wei Quan. The dead Han soldier lying on the ground was wearing standard armor, showing no signs of special status.
Wei Quan smirked and raised a military plaque in his hand. "This man was Bao Qiu, the son of Han's General Bao Yuan!"
"He was the commander of ten thousand troops stationed at the Han border. Although our Qin forces breached the border, we failed to capture him. Who would've thought he'd play dead in a pile of corpses!"
"Zhao Feng, you've done a great deed! You killed a general and not just any general, but the son of Han's top general!"
Wei Quan then tossed the military plaque to Zhao Feng, who caught it and inspected it. On the plaque, the name "Bao Qiu" was engraved in Han characters.
On the battlefield, military plaques were the sole means of identifying soldiers. Hearing Wei Quan's words, Zhao Feng remained calm, but the surrounding soldiers were stunned.
"My god!"
"The Han border general was killed by Zhao Feng just like that?"
"This is a monumental achievement!"
"Killing a general like that could promote Zhao Feng three ranks, right?"
"Not just promotion this could earn him a title of nobility!"
The soldiers around Zhao Feng couldn't help but look at him with envy. Achievements like this were something every soldier dreamed of.
In the Qin army, soldiers who went into battle were called "Rui Shi" (elite warriors). Just by participating in combat, they were granted the lowest rank of nobility. However, logistics soldiers like Zhao Feng did not hold noble titles and earned only half the salary of the lowest-ranked Rui Shi.
It was a fair trade Rui Shi risked their lives on the front lines, while logistics soldiers faced less danger.
"Aren't you even a little excited, Zhao?" Wei Quan approached, bewildered by Zhao Feng's calm demeanor.
"Captain, it was purely instinct to save you. I wasn't thinking about anything else," Zhao Feng replied with a grin. "You've just survived a brush with death. Rest up while I get back to carrying corpses."
Zhao Feng handed the military plaque back to Wei Quan and resumed his task.
To him, carrying more corpses and collecting more attribute points seemed far more rewarding than chasing accolades.
"This kid…" Wei Quan muttered, shaking his head with a wry smile.
Still, gratitude filled Wei Quan's eyes. Without Zhao Feng's timely sword throw, he would have met the King of Hell for sure. A debt like this couldn't be forgotten.
"Men!" Wei Quan shouted. "Take Bao Qiu's body and bring it to the superior officer!"
"Yes, sir!" Several soldiers responded, lifting Bao Qiu's corpse and following Wei Quan toward the military command.
Meanwhile, the soldiers who stayed behind began sifting through the corpses with newfound enthusiasm, hoping to find their great opportunity.
"Carefully check for survivors!"
"Who knows? We might find someone like Bao Qiu and earn a huge merit!"
While others searched eagerly, Zhao Feng continued carrying bodies. At the same time, he pulled up his status panel to check his attributes:
Host: Zhao Feng
Age: 15
Strength: 316 (The stronger the number, the greater the explosive power.)
Speed: 206 (The higher the number, the faster the speed.)
Constitution: 208 (The stronger the constitution, the quicker the recovery and the more stamina.)
Spirit: 201 (A stronger spirit sharpens clarity and thoughts. Reaching certain thresholds enables one to sense spiritual energy in the heavens and earth.)
Lifespan: 86 years, 68 days
Storage Space: 2 cubic meters
"With 300 jin (150 kg) of force in one punch, I could kill someone in a single blow."
"200 speed twice as fast as an average person."
"My constitution must manifest in my kidney function. If I reach 1,000, would I have a legendary golden kidney?"
"As for spirit, being able to sense spiritual energy… Could I cultivate someday, like in all those novels?"
"Carrying corpses is truly a great profession!" Zhao Feng grinned, delighted by his current stats.
This was the true motivation behind Zhao Feng's relentless corpse-carrying!
Meanwhile, at the main command tent of the Qin army:
The campaign to conquer Han was in full swing.
Qin King Ying Zheng had decreed that the Blue Field Camp advance into Han territory, with General Li Teng leading 100,000 troops in the assault. General Wang Jian remained stationed at the Qin-Han border to oversee the campaign.
"Father, the campaign is progressing rapidly," said Wang Ben, one of the Blue Field Camp's commanders. "General Li Teng has already reached Yangcheng. In three months, Han will have no generals left to resist."
Standing before a map of Korea, Wang Jian smiled. "Han's territory is small, and their army is only 100,000 strong. Do you understand why the King ordered the entire Blue Field Camp to mobilize?"
"His Majesty is far-sighted and has long been preparing to unify the world. While the Blue Field Camp could easily conquer Han, the full mobilization is a precaution against Zhao and Wei," Wang Ben replied.
"You've grasped the reasoning well," Wang Jian nodded approvingly. "Years ago, Qin could have crushed Han effortlessly. We waited until now to strike because the timing was perfect to catch them off guard."
At that moment, a messenger entered the tent.
"Report!"
"General, the logistics team has sent news Bao Qiu has been found. His corpse is outside!"
"Finally found after four days." Wang Jian stood immediately. "Let's see it."
Exiting the tent, Wang Jian and Wang Ben approached Bao Qiu's body. His chest was pierced by a bloodstained sword, and the blood was still fresh.
"This just happened?" Wang Jian examined the body and noted the fresh wound.
"Yes, General," the messenger confirmed. "It was discovered by a soldier from the logistics unit."
"A logistics soldier?" Wang Jian's brows furrowed. "Who killed Bao Qiu?"
"One of the logistics soldiers, General," the messenger replied.
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