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Chapter 229 - Chapter 229: Constructing a Jingguan! The Souls of the Elite Warriors: “In Our Next Life, We Will Follow the General Again!”

Hearing Wu Wu's words, Zhao Feng sneered coldly, "Does my Great Qin need the help of you foreign tribes when we march to war?"

"When the states of the Central Plains compete, do we need interference from the likes of you?"

"The vast land of Huaxia is not a place for you foreign tribes to act recklessly!"

"Since you have stepped into our territory, you must be prepared to die!"

"Elite warriors of Great Qin, hear my command!"

"Pursue the enemy leave no one alive!"

"Kill!"

With a thunderous roar, Zhao Feng spurred his warhorse forward, accelerating toward Wu Wu.

In the blink of an eye, the cavalrymen surrounding Wu Wu were trampled into a bloody pulp.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Wu Wu let out a furious roar, turned his horse around, and slashed his saber at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng effortlessly raised his spear to block.

Wu Wu's strike was halted in mid-air.

"Foreign tribesman."

"In front of me, you are nothing but an ant."

"Die."

With a chilling voice, Zhao Feng flicked his Overlord Spear, causing Wu Wu's saber to fly out of his grasp.

With a swift thrust

The spear pierced through Wu Wu's chest.

Even with his iron armor, he was powerless to resist the strike. Blood splattered everywhere.

Wu Wu's life drained away rapidly.

"You have slain the Eastern Hu general. +100 to all attributes."

After dealing with Wu Wu, Zhao Feng wasted no time and continued his pursuit.

The elite warriors of Great Qin pressed on with their relentless slaughter.

After a long and fierce chase, the battlefield beyond the border was littered with tens of thousands of corpses.

On the vast plains

Sixty to seventy thousand black-armored Qin cavalrymen stood tall and proud.

Their spears and armor dripped with fresh blood.

Many warriors bore wounds, some with arrows piercing their bodies.

As far as the eye could see, the ground was covered with the corpses of foreign invaders along with the fallen brothers-in-arms of Great Qin.

This battle

Was nothing short of brutal.

"Warriors of Great Qin!"

Zhao Feng raised his spear high and shouted.

At once

Every warrior fixed their gaze on him, their eyes burning with fervor and reverence.

"The enemy has been nearly annihilated!"

"You are the finest warriors of Great Qin, the greatest warriors of Huaxia!"

"I, Zhao Feng, am proud of you!"

"The world shall be proud of you!"

"Great Qin shall endure for eternity! Huaxia shall flourish forever!"

"Whoever dares defy the might of Huaxia no matter how far they shall be destroyed!"

Zhao Feng's victorious roar echoed across the battlefield.

In response

The surviving warriors raised their spears high and bellowed in unison:

"Great Qin shall endure for eternity! Huaxia shall flourish forever!"

"Whoever dares defy the might of Huaxia no matter how far they shall be destroyed!"

Ten miles beyond the border, the triumphant shouts of the Qin warriors resounded.

"From this day forth!"

"There shall be no more penal troops in the cavalry ranks! All who fought in this battle will be absolved of their crimes and promoted by one rank!"

"Every elite warrior of Qin will be promoted by two ranks!"

"For those who perished in battle, their families shall receive pensions one rank higher than their original status!"

Zhao Feng proclaimed loudly.

"Glory to the Supreme General!"

"Glory to the Supreme General!"

The warriors roared in excitement.

"Zhang Han!" Zhao Feng called.

"At your command!" Zhang Han spurred his horse forward.

After the fierce battle

Even Zhang Han, a warrior of the Xiantian realm, bore several wounds, his armor scarred by numerous blade marks.

His injuries bore witness to the battle's ferocity.

Of Zhao Feng's 2,500 personal guards, hundreds had fallen, and the rest were all wounded.

After all

From start to finish, under Zhao Feng's leadership, the Qin army had been relentlessly attacking and pursuing the enemy.

Even a cornered tiger would fight to the death let alone these savage invaders.

"Gather the enemy's heads," Zhao Feng ordered.

"Supreme General."

"We could simply burn them why go through the trouble of beheading them?" Zhang Han asked, puzzled.

"These invaders harbor the ambitions of wolves."

"From ancient times, they have repeatedly invaded our lands."

"In this battle, we have slaughtered nearly 200,000 of them."

"We shall use their heads to construct a Jingguan as a warning to the world!"

"We shall strike fear into the hearts of all foreign tribes!"

Zhao Feng's gaze was cold as he looked toward the northern lands where the enemy had come from.

With just these words

Zhang Han immediately understood.

A Jingguan

A mound built from the severed heads of the vanquished had existed since the Spring and Autumn period.

But later, when the Confucian scholars gained influence, they deemed it too cruel and had it abolished.

However

Against these ruthless invaders, Zhao Feng had no reason to hold back!

By constructing a Jingguan from the heads of those who dared invade the lands of Huaxia, he would ensure that the entire world understood the price of aggression.

"I understand, Supreme General," Zhang Han nodded firmly.

"One more thing."

"Have the entire army rest and recover."

"Go through the battlefield and ensure every fallen enemy is finished off."

"Also, send word to the logistics camp in Xiangping City to prepare water and rations for 10,000 men, enough for ten days."

Zhao Feng spoke with a solemn expression.

Hearing the mention of food supplies and a ten-day duration

Zhang Han immediately understood the General's intent.

"Supreme General!"

"I wish to accompany you!"

Zhang Han requested without hesitation.

"Tend to your duties first."

"Ensure the wounded receive immediate treatment spare no effort or expense!" Zhao Feng commanded.

"Understood!" Zhang Han saluted and departed.

After making the necessary arrangements, Zhao Feng dismounted from his horse and sat down directly on the ground.

Looking at his warhorse, he summoned a pile of fodder from his storage space and tossed it in front of the horse.

Then, he immersed himself in his status panel.

"Settle the kill attribute points," Zhao Feng commanded.

"The war has ended."

"Settling the kill attribute collection."

"Host's army has killed 177,485 enemies, earning 44,371 attribute points."

"Collected 6,758 points of True Qi."

"Collected 7,265 points of Strength."

"Collected 7,347 points of Speed."

"Collected 6,527 points of Constitution."

"Collected 5,634 points of Spirit."

"Collected 10,849 days of lifespan."

"Congratulations! The host's overall attributes have surpassed 30,000 points. Reward: One Tier-2 Treasure Chest."

The next moment, a sensation of transcendence surged through Zhao Feng's entire body, washing away all his fatigue.

During this pursuit of the enemy, if anyone had slain the most foes, it was undoubtedly Zhao Feng himself.

Charging and slaughtering all the way, he had lost count of how many enemies he had slain, including numerous commanders of a thousand and even ten thousand men.

Through his kill attribute collection alone, he had gathered an incalculable number of attribute points.

And now, combining them all, he had finally achieved a breakthrough.

"Nearly two hundred thousand enemies annihilated."

"My overall attributes have broken through thirty thousand points."

"This is quite the unexpected delight."

Zhao Feng smiled in satisfaction.

Being able to both eradicate invaders and protect China while also strengthening himself this was undoubtedly the best possible outcome.

Opening his status panel, he took a look:

Host: Zhao Feng

Age: 21

True Qi: 30,012 points (The stronger the True Qi, the greater the reserve in the dantian, and the more powerful the Qi bursts. Current level: Grandmaster Third Stage True Qi.)

Strength: 31,345 (The higher the number, the stronger the physical power.)

Speed: 30,230 (The higher the number, the faster the movement speed.)

Constitution: 30,093 (The stronger the constitution, the faster the recovery from injuries, the more abundant stamina, and the quicker True Qi regeneration.)

Spirit: 30,947 (Spiritual power can now extend up to three thousand zhang, enabling control over an equivalent range of the surrounding world's energy.)

Lifespan: 223 years + 65 years and 198 days (Limited by an unknown rule, maximum lifespan currently restricted to 500 years.)

Merit Points: 1,125 (Can be converted into free attribute points or skill points.)

Portable Space: 3,099 cubic meters

Cultivation Technique: Martial Dao Imperial Dragon Canon (Training for one day increases all attributes by 300 points.)

"With my current True Qi cultivation, even if I were surrounded by tens of thousands of troops, I could emerge unscathed and slaughter them all."

"The Grandmaster realm truly is a watershed in martial prowess."

"However…"

"Even if my True Qi were completely depleted, I could still butcher thousands of soldiers with just my physical body."

"After all, no martial artist can match my overall attributes."

"Speaking of which…"

"I obtained a Tier-3 Treasure Chest after beheading the King of Yan. Now, with my attribute breakthrough, I have also received two Tier-2 Treasure Chests."

"The only Tier-3 Treasure Chest I have I hope it contains something valuable."

Snapping back to reality, Zhao Feng remembered the treasure chests he had acquired.

Previously, he had been too occupied chasing down the enemy to open them.

Now that he finally had the time, he immediately gave the order:

"Open all treasure chests."

"Opening two Tier-2 Treasure Chests…"

"Acquired: Spirit Iron Refining Method."

"Acquired: High-Grade Profound-Tier Pill Recipe Minor Breakthrough Pill."

"Opening Tier-3 Treasure Chest…"

"Acquired: Netherworld Flame (Low-Grade Heaven-Tier Spirit Item)."

A notification appeared on his status panel.

"This…"

Looking at the three items he had obtained, Zhao Feng hesitated slightly.

He wasn't sure whether he had gotten something truly valuable.

"Extract."

He first extracted the first two items.

"Spirit Iron is an essential refining material for crafting Profound-Tier and higher weapons."

"And not just Spirit Iron, but also the refining methods for refined iron and refined steel."

"With this, the reward from the Tier-2 Chest turned out to be quite decent."

"Minor Breakthrough Pill."

"Although it's useless to me, it has a 70% chance of allowing a Peak Innate Realm martial artist to break through into the Grandmaster Realm."

Looking at these two items, Zhao Feng smiled in satisfaction.

"Netherworld Flame."

"Extract."

Finally, he turned his attention to the Tier-3 item, a Heaven-Tier Spirit Object.

Zhao Feng immediately felt a surge of excitement.

Without hesitation, he extracted it.

In an instant, a dark flame materialized before his eyes.

Unlike ordinary flames, this one emitted no glow it was a completely black fire.

Just a single glance at it was enough to send shivers through one's soul.

Zhao Feng extended his hand to touch it.

The moment his fingers made contact, the Netherworld Flame seemed to possess a will of its own.

It instantly surged along his fingertips, entering his body and being effortlessly refined by him.

And in that instant, the terrifying capabilities of the Netherworld Flame were laid bare before him.

Netherworld Flame: Once refined, the user gains the ability to perceive souls, incinerate souls, and devour souls to enhance the flame's power.

Reading this, Zhao Feng was stunned.

"Refining this flame allows me to see souls?"

Zhao Feng was stunned when he saw this attribute.

Then, he immediately looked up toward the void.

In the void, he saw countless souls of the Donghu soldiers, as well as many souls of the Great Qin elite troops.

However…

Above the sky, there were waves of light appearing, swallowing up all those souls.

The moment the light appeared, a large number of souls vanished, as if they had directly departed from this world.

At this moment, only Zhao Feng was able to see the existence of these souls.

Moreover…

He could feel the intense hatred in the eyes of many Donghu soldiers as they glared at him.

But apart from staring at him with eyes full of hatred, they could do nothing else. Their souls couldn't even move, as they were completely bound by an invisible force.

"Still daring to glare at me after death?"

"Then I'll make you die again."

"Despicable foreign scum."

Looking at the souls of the foreign invaders in the void, Zhao Feng decided to test out his newly obtained Netherworld Flame.

He immediately stood up.

With a wave of his hand, the black Netherworld Flame appeared in his palm.

Without hesitation, he unleashed his spiritual power, covering the void, and directly tossed the Netherworld Flame toward the souls above.

In an instant.

The Netherworld Flame landed on the soul of the Donghu general, Wu Wu, who had been glaring at Zhao Feng.

The moment the Netherworld Flame touched his soul

It was like a slow corrosion.

The Netherworld Flame began to burn his soul.

"Ah… What is this?!"

"Ahhh"

Wu Wu's soul let out a painful and miserable scream.

However, since it was a cry of the soul, only other nearby souls could hear it, while the living remained completely oblivious.

In just the blink of an eye

The Netherworld Flame completely devoured Wu Wu's soul, leaving nothing behind.

"It works."

"A deadly attack specifically targeting souls."

"Let's continue."

Zhao Feng's spiritual power spread out over thousands of feet in the void.

With the power of the Netherworld Flame, he could not only see the souls but also communicate with them through his spiritual energy.

"You foreign invaders."

"Today, I shall ensure that you are doomed to eternal damnation."

Zhao Feng's spiritual voice erupted throughout the entire void.

Upon hearing this

The souls of the Donghu soldiers in the void began to struggle frantically as if gripped by overwhelming fear.

After all, they had just witnessed their general being burned to nothingness by the terrifying black flames.

Now

They naturally understood that all of this was Zhao Feng's doing.

It was all the work of the Qin general who had relentlessly pursued them.

"Scatter."

Zhao Feng infused his true qi into his spiritual power.

The Netherworld Flame instantly dispersed, sweeping toward the countless souls of the Donghu soldiers in the void.

The moment the flames touched their soul bodies, they were immediately reduced to ashes.

There was no escape.

"Lord General."

"You… You can see us?"

"Lord General is a divine being? He's using that strange fire to burn those foreign souls!"

"Lord General."

"He must be a deity…"

Meanwhile, the Great Qin soldiers who were still alive watched in utter shock, looking at Zhao Feng as if he were a god.

Their Lord General could see souls.

And he could even burn those foreign souls with his flames.

This completely overturned their perception of him.

As the Netherworld Flame devoured the souls of the Donghu soldiers

Zhao Feng turned his gaze toward the countless souls of the fallen Qin elite troops in the void.

They still wore their Great Qin armor and military uniforms, just as they had in life.

The only difference was that they no longer held their weapons.

"My brothers."

"I'm sorry."

"I failed to bring you back home."

Looking at the dense gathering of his fallen soldiers' souls, Zhao Feng felt deep remorse.

If he hadn't been able to see their souls, he wouldn't have felt this way.

But now, seeing so many of them.

They had all been living, breathing people once. They had been his loyal soldiers, his brave warriors who followed him into battle against the foreign invaders.

At this moment, Zhao Feng couldn't help but be overwhelmed with emotion.

Hearing his words

The souls of the Qin soldiers were deeply moved.

"Lord General."

"As Great Qin soldiers, dying on the battlefield is our duty."

"That's right."

"If we had died fighting our countrymen, it might have been meaningless. But this time, we died fighting the foreign invaders and protecting China."

"This death is worth it."

"Lord General, I killed seven of them. A one-to-seven trade worth it!"

"I took down eight! Worth it. This is something to bring honor to my ancestors!"

"Lord General."

"It was our greatest honor to follow you into battle."

"If there is a next life, we will gladly follow you once more."

"Lord General."

"Please take care of yourself."

"Lord General…"

The voices of the Qin soldiers' souls filled the void.

With his spiritual power, Zhao Feng could hear every word they said.

Seeing that they had no resentment toward him, and instead expressed their willingness to follow him in the next life

A .tear formed in Zhao Feng's eyes.

"My brothers."

"Rest in peace."

"I promise you."

"I will take care of your families."

"I will never allow anyone to harm them."

With a solemn vow, Zhao Feng addressed all the souls of the Qin soldiers.

As he spoke

The fluctuations in the void grew stronger.

The souls of countless elite troops were gradually drawn into the swirling energy above, disappearing into the vast emptiness.

Many of them, as they were being taken away, cried out their final words:

"Lord General, I will follow you in the next life!"

"I vow to follow Lord General again in my next life!"

"In my next life, I will fight by your side once more…"

Many souls let out their last cries.

Until, one by one, they disappeared from the world.

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