Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 417: Chapter 182: Zhao Feng: Daqin Elite Soldiers, Where Are You?!

"This Wu’an Military Camp has an army of three hundred thousand. If we attempt a forceful attack, I’m afraid Yanggao City still won’t be able to hold out," a Wei General said.

"Your Majesty has already devised a defensive strategy against the Qin’s offensive with this general."

"The Qin Army is attacking."

"All generals should fully supervise their regiments for defense," Long Zhang said calmly.

"I accept the order."

The Wei generals responded one after another.

"The Qin Army is indeed attacking."

"All generals, hear my order."

"From today, no chief officer shall leave their commanded troops by even half a step. Those who abandon their posts will be dealt with by military law."

"From today, the entire city of Yanggao is to be sealed off, and no one is allowed to enter or leave," Long Zhang ordered loudly.

The Wei generals all bowed: "Understood."

As the Wei generals dispersed.

Long Zhang looked at a deputy general beside him and whispered: "Have all arrangements been made?"

"I personally led my trusted subordinates to ensure that everything is set up and spread throughout the city."

"If it truly comes to that point, we will definitely be able to perish together with the Qin Army," the deputy general replied softly.

"Good."

Long Zhang nodded immediately, a determined expression appearing on his face: "For the grace of Your Majesty and the Wei kingdom, my Long family could die a thousand times and still be unworthy. Let me, Long Zhang, use my last strength to ensure the eternal preservation of Wei."

Night had fallen.

Outside Yanggao City!

Inside the main tent of the Qin Army camp, the tent was brightly lit, with generals gathered within it.

Zhao Feng, as the Shangjiangjun, sat at the main position.

"Shangjiangjun."

"All sharp warriors have eaten and drunk to full satisfaction, ready for tomorrow’s battle," Zhang Han reported with cupped fists.

Zhao Feng nodded with a serious expression: "When I was in Yunzhong, I already informed you."

"The Wei Army inside Yanggao City numbers no less than one hundred and fifty thousand, with ample supplies. They intend to contend with our Qin for a long time."

"To break this city, a forceful assault is the only way."

Zhao Feng said in a deep voice.

"I request to lead the attack," the three main generals said in unison.

"Tomorrow."

"Tu Sui will lead the main archers to barrage the city, releasing all five hundred thousand arrows into the city to suppress the enemy as much as possible."

"Li You will mobilize the sharp warriors under his command as the Vanguard Army to attack with me."

"As for the cavalry, they will make a detour to the rear of Yanggao City, cutting off the Wei Army’s retreat."

Zhao Feng looked at the three generals in front of him and gave the order directly.

Upon hearing that the Vanguard Army task was assigned to him, Li You appeared even more excited.

"I accept the order," the three of them shouted in unison.

"General Li," Zhao Feng’s gaze fell on Li You.

"Shangjiangjun," Li You looked with reverence.

"All this time."

"Many generals in the army have criticized your transition from civilian to military, believing you have no achievements but still hold the position of a general."

"Now, I’m giving you this chance to lead the main forces as the vanguard."

"I hope you cherish it," Zhao Feng said to Li You.

Li You’s whole body trembled, and he immediately bowed: "I will not disappoint Shangjiangjun."

"Good," Zhao Feng nodded, saying no more.

Assigning Li You’s main army to serve as the Vanguard Army.

It’s considered a credit Zhao Feng was offering him.

Even as the Shangjiangjun, leading from the front and battling the enemy remains customary.

With him present, breaking the city is not a difficult task.

It’s akin to Zhao Feng giving a battle credit to Li You this time.

Whether Li You can seize it depends on himself. If he even fails to manage troop deployment, he can’t blame Zhao Feng for not giving him a chance.

At that moment!

Zhang Ming quickly walked into the camp, holding a sealed report.

He quickly approached Zhao Feng’s ear and whispered: "Master, this is a report from the Yan Court Secret Agent hidden in Yanggao City, and it’s true."

Zhao Feng slowly opened the secret report, his expression slightly changing but then calming down.

"Wei Wuji."

"You truly are causing great damage to my Qin."

"But."

"You overestimate the confidentiality under your command."

"War is not just about the clash of weapons; intelligence is also a crucial factor."

Zhao Feng smiled to himself, then folded the secret report, keeping his composure.

"All generals, return and make your preparations."

"After breakfast tomorrow, move out immediately." Zhao Feng glanced at the assembled generals.

"Yes."

The generals responded in unison.

They quickly left the tent.

The next day!

The sun rose.

After breakfast.

From the Qin Camp, the mighty sound of military horns and drums echoed across the Wei border.

Countless black-armored Qin Army soldiers were already assembled in formation, advancing towards Yanggao City.

Three main camps, a 300,000-strong army.

100,000 cavalry, 200,000 infantry.

Among them, seventy or eighty percent were former Zhao state soldiers who had surrendered, now clad in Qin battle armor, wearing Qin military uniforms, and wielding Qin weapons.

From the outside, it was impossible to see any trace of their past as Zhao soldiers; they were entirely Qin soldiers.

Today marks the beginning of a great battle.

It is also the first major battle since the establishment of the Wu’an Military Camp.

For the Penal Battalion, there’s naturally a lot of anxiety: firstly, for their lives, and secondly, whether the promises made by Qin will be kept.

As the war approached, such concerns grew even more pronounced.

Though Zhao Feng had confidence in the penal battalion he formed, each Army Marquis Camp was equipped with fifty members of the Supervisory Army, daring anyone to retreat in battle—execute, cause a commotion in front of the ranks—execute, or disobey orders—execute.

Only after experiencing true bloodshed could the Penal Battalion truly return to loyalty; only when they saw the hope of pardon could they wholeheartedly devote themselves to Qin.

In front of Yanggao City!

The Qin Army assembled rapidly, like countless dragons, obscuring the sky; as they advanced, a sense of oppression seemed to blanket the world.

"The Qin Army."

"The Wu’an Military Camp."

"Is this truly a new Qin camp?"

"In just a few months, it has such an imposing presence."

"Looking at it, there’s no discernible difference from the older established camps of the Qin Army."

The Wei General atop the city wall witnessed the Qin Army’s formation and couldn’t help but feel a silent shock.

Many Wei Soldiers on the city wall also showed signs of fear and anxiety.

Even though Wei Wuji had been preparing for more than a year against Qin, recruiting many young men from the populace, these new recruits, turned soldiers, had never faced battle nor blood; their combat skills could never match those of the Qin Sharp Soldiers.

Moreover, new recruits like these are the easiest to scatter.

"The Qin Army."

"The ruthless Qin Army."

"And it’s the God of Slaughter, Zhao Feng, of the Qin Army."

"Can we really hold them off?"

"How long can we hold out?"

Many Wei soldiers on the city wall showed signs of panic; before the fight had begun, their morale was already shaken.

"General."

"Most of the soldiers in the city are new recruits; they’ve never been on a battlefield, never seen blood."

"Now that the Qin Army has arrived, they are so terrified. Can we really hold on?" A Deputy General asked the city’s commanding officer, full of worry.

"Do what we can and leave the rest to destiny."

"For the Wei, we must fight Qin to the end." The Wei General’s eyes were filled with determination.

With so much preparation.

Wei Wuji had undoubtedly spent significant effort in selecting commanders, and while their ability to lead might not be outstanding, their loyalty to Wei was unquestionable. This was his final choice.

As time slowly passed.

Though the Qin Army hadn’t attacked, a terrifying sense of oppression enveloped Yanggao City.

Over five hundred stone-throwing machines stood before the city.

Over five hundred ballistae were stationed alongside them.

All were aimed directly at Yanggao City.

Behind them.

Several tens of thousands of Qin archers were assembled in formation to advance first.

On the frontlines.

Zhao Feng, as the Shangjiangjun, stood atop a chariot, coldly watching Yanggao City.

"Where are the Daqin Elite Soldiers?"

Zhao Feng drew the Longquan Sword hanging from his waist, shouting with a commanding voice.

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