Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 609: Chapter 250: Return to Qin! Wang Jian: From Now On, the Wang Family Will Fully Support You!

Zhao Feng strode into Zhangtai Palace.

Upon seeing Ying Zheng, Zhao Feng greeted with a chuckle, "Your servant pays respect to the Great King."

Yet Ying Zheng remained with a stern face, looking at Zhao Feng with displeasure.

He stared at Zhao Feng for quite a while.

"Not bad at all."

"Taking ten thousand men and charging into the land of the Northern Frontier foreign tribes," Ying Zheng said with a note of coldness in his voice.

Seeing Ying Zheng like this,

Zhao Feng naturally understood that he was angry, blaming him for being too reckless.

If he were truly furious, this would not be Ying Zheng’s attitude today.

He wouldn’t even see him.

So Zhao Feng simply relaxed, stood straight, and directly sat beside Ying Zheng.

"Great King."

"You have misunderstood your servant."

"The Northern Frontier’s military situation changes in an instant with the threat of foreign tribes."

"Though this battle was dangerous, your servant has secured ten years of tranquility for the Northern Frontier, preventing the Donghu tribes from having the opportunity to invade Shenzhou for ten years," Zhao Feng explained elatedly.

"Ten years of peace, do you think I care?" Ying Zheng replied coldly, his voice chilling.

Hearing this,

Zhao Feng felt somewhat apprehensive, not understanding Ying Zheng’s thoughts.

Ten years of peace in the Northern Frontier, avoiding an invasion by a powerful clan—is this not a good thing?

"Great King."

"Your servant believes that trading for ten years of Northern Frontier peace is worth it," Zhao Feng said solemnly.

"In my eyes, these ten years of peace are not worth your safety."

"If you had died in the Northern Frontier, what use is ten years of peace?" Ying Zheng said, gazing firmly at Zhao Feng.

Hearing these words,

Zhao Feng was stunned.

He could hear that Ying Zheng was not intentionally trying to win him over but truly concerned as he claimed.

"Great King."

"I am a soldier of Qin and a soldier of the Huaxia people."

"Foreign tribes killing our Huaxia people and slaughtering the innocent, if I sit by and do nothing, I’d be unworthy as a human being."

"It’s not just me who thinks so; those soldiers who followed me into the Northern Frontier think the same way. Even if they fall in battle, they have no regrets," Zhao Feng responded with a solemn expression.

Seeing Zhao Feng’s serious demeanor, along with his strong sense of ethnic integrity and military honor,

Ying Zheng gazed at him for a long time, at a loss for words.

In his heart,

Ying Zheng naturally felt gratified and happy with Zhao Feng’s glorious victory in battle.

His own son could achieve such a remarkable war result, shaking the world.

With only twelve thousand soldiers, he had caused heavy losses to the foreign tribes, destroyed the barbarian royal court, and slain their king.

Such war achievements would command respect and be remembered no matter who heard of them.

But because he was Ying Zheng’s son, Ying Zheng was naturally more worried. If Zhao Feng truly had died in the Northern Frontier, he would have lost his son, and Qin would have lost its future successor.

"Enough."

Ying Zheng sighed.

The cold expression he had feigned gradually eased.

The earlier coldness was just to scare Zhao Feng, to keep him from being so reckless again.

"In future encounters like this, you must not be so reckless," Ying Zheng said, his tone softening.

"Great King."

"Battlefield situations change rapidly; however, it’s hard to encounter one like this again," Zhao Feng replied with a smile.

Listening to Zhao Feng’s words,

Ying Zheng helplessly shook his head.

Zhao Feng, having emerged from the battlefield, had his thoughts completely on military strategy.

"Now Shenzhou has only two countries left."

"Why fear mere foreign tribes? Why should Huaxia fear them?"

"Though you risked yourself to secure peace for the Northern Frontier for ten years, once the world is unified, these foreign tribes are nothing but mice. If they dare come, I dare to annihilate them," Ying Zheng stated boldly.

"Divine King power," Zhao Feng flattered.

"Enough."

"Stop with the flattery,"

Ying Zheng said mildly irritated, then asked with some concern, "On this trip home, how is your mother?"

"Thank the Great King for your concern."

"My mother is well."

"She grinds herbs every day, making medicinal powders much as before," Zhao Feng replied with a smile.

Ying Zheng’s mention naturally felt like concern for the mother of an important courtier to Zhao Feng.

"That’s good."

"But next time you undertake dangerous acts on the battlefield, consider your family."

"If you were to truly fall in battle,"

"It’s not just me losing a Senior General; your family would suffer the most," Ying Zheng still expressed with great concern.

"Please rest assured, Great King."

"There’s no one on the battlefield born who can take my life."

"Since I chose this path, I have no regrets."

"If I had regrets, I wouldn’t have reached my position today," Zhao Feng said with a laugh.

"Alright."

"I will not detain you today."

"You go home to see your wife and children first, then come to Zhangtai Palace after court tomorrow."

Seeing Zhao Feng weary from travel, Ying Zheng knew he hadn’t even returned home before coming to the palace, so he let Zhao Feng return home first.

"Then your servant will take my leave."

"Having been away so long, I don’t know how things are at home," Zhao Feng said with a smile, standing up to bow before leaving Zhangtai Palace.

Watching Zhao Feng return unharmed,

Ying Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief: "At least this boy came back safely; otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to face his mother."

"Ten thousand broke the Donghu."

"He is indeed my son,"

At this moment,

Ying Zheng finally let go of the coldness he had put on, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.