Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 379: Chapter 169: Ying Zheng: It’s Really Efang!!

At night!

Zhao Feng’s trusted aides were on duty outside the camp, while inside it was bustling.

All the old brothers were drinking merrily.

Apart from a batch of wine bought from the Immortals’ Liquor House, most of it was ordinary wine of this era.

After all, supplying more than sixty thousand sharp warriors at once, the fine wine from the Immortals’ Liquor House was not enough, and Yunzhong City had yet to have an Immortals’ Liquor House established.

Even though he possesses power now, Zhao Feng was still very cautious. It was better not to expose the Immortals’ Liquor House.

Zhao Feng sat at the center of the camp, not distancing himself from the old comrades who had fought together. He accepted anyone’s toast with composure.

"Subordinate congratulates General Zhao Feng on his joyous wedding."

"Congratulations to the General."

"Hahaha, I also offer my congratulations."

One by one, the sharp warriors approached Zhao Feng, holding up wine jars to offer their congratulations.

In the camp, drinking was either done from big bowls or directly from wine jars; there were no wine cups.

"Brothers, enjoy your drinks."

Zhao Feng raised his wine jar with a laugh and responded loudly.

"General."

"Do you still remember this subordinate? Back in the logistics army, it was you who stood up. Otherwise, I would have been crushed by the Han soldiers."

A middle-aged man approached Zhao Feng excitedly to toast.

"Wu Kui."

Zhao Feng recognized him at a glance and immediately called out with a smile.

Upon hearing this,

the man shuddered all over, then excitedly exclaimed, "I never expected the General to actually remember my name."

"Not just you, I remember many brothers in the army."

"For more than four years of bloody battles, I have always fought alongside these brothers."

"Old friends remain; some have departed."

"How could I not remember."

With the influence of alcohol, Zhao Feng was somewhat emotional.

"Wu Kui, don’t speak nonsense."

"I was among those who pursued you."

At this time,

a sharp warrior said helplessly.

Upon hearing this,

many sharp warriors looked over.

And seeing this,

they could not help but laugh.

"Chen Quan, can you not spoil the mood?"

"I was reminiscing with the General." Wu Kui glared with dissatisfaction.

"Haha."

"Wu Kui, it wasn’t just Chen Quan chasing; I was there too."

"And me..."

One sharp warrior after another stood up laughing and said.

Obviously,

those who said they were chasing were the former Han surrendered soldiers, who have now become Qin’s sharp warriors, and their families have become Qin’s citizens.

"You chased, we fled."

"It wasn’t just Wu Kui fleeing back then; we all did."

"You guys really pursued us fiercely back then. Otherwise, General, we would have been killed by you..."

Many sharp warriors laughed and said.

"Hahaha..."

A burst of laughter erupted immediately, without any mockery, without any hatred, only a reminiscence among brothers in arms.

Seeing this,

a smile appeared on Zhao Feng’s face.

This kind of atmosphere was something he thoroughly enjoyed too.

In the past,

Qin and Han were enemies.

Countless Han soldiers perished at the hands of Qin’s sharp soldiers, and countless Qin sharp soldiers fell to Han forces.

But now,

with the surrendered Han soldiers reorganized into the penal battalion, everything naturally changed.

The former enemies have now become brothers in arms and have fought side by side for years; all past enmity has faded away.

Former Han soldiers who are still alive have been reorganized and have become Qin’s sharp warriors.

Under Zhao Feng’s command, every sharp warrior is assuredly able to entrust their back to any brother in arms. This is the bond of comrades, comrades in life and death.

The noise in the camp continued.

It was rare for the entire army to break the alcohol prohibition order, and naturally, no one wanted to miss out.

Moreover, Zhao Feng also ordered that, apart from those on duty, the entire army would have a day off tomorrow.

...

Xianyang!

Zhangtai Palace.

"Great King."

"Another one died."

"Having tested so many times, it fully proves that General Zhao Feng was right, the Spirit Pill is indeed poisonous."

Zhao Gao reported respectfully.

Behind Zhao Gao, the temple official was still holding a box containing a dead rabbit.

Looking at these dead rabbits,

Ying Zheng’s expression was extremely grim: "I’ve consumed the Spirit Pill for so many years, and it truly is poisonous. If not for Zhao Feng’s reminder, I would have continued taking it until the poison accumulated, eventually dying suddenly."

Zhao Gao immediately knelt down, and the temple official behind him also knelt down.

"Great King, your luck is unparalleled, and having the General’s reminder is a great fortune."

"Now, as long as the Great King stops taking the Spirit Pill and has the great physician prescribe some detoxifying medicine, the toxins in the body can certainly be removed." Zhao Gao said respectfully.

"To harm me with the Spirit Pill."

"I shall not lightly forgive."

Ying Zheng’s face was gloomy, his eyes already filled with killing intent.

"Ren Xiao."

Ying Zheng called out forcefully.

"At your service."

Ren Xiao responded and stepped forward.

"Arrest all the alchemists from the Elixir Hall." Ying Zheng ordered coldly.

"I receive the order."

Ren Xiao strode out, leading the Imperial Guard Army towards the Elixir Hall.

Once considered a place of high importance by the King of Qin, the Elixir Hall was located within the royal palace, neither in the harem nor in the front palace.

The Elixir Hall!

It was divided into many halls, each containing several alchemy furnaces. Besides the pill alchemists working at the furnaces, there were also servants adding wood and maintaining the fire.

In today’s world, the status of alchemists was not low.

Not only kings but also influential and powerful nobles longed for immunity from diseases, even more for immortality.

Many nobles considered the patronage of alchemists essential.

"How many pills have been crafted today?"

Deputy chief Xu Lin of the Elixir Hall inquired.