Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 673: Chapter 273: Ying Zheng Is Stunned by His Two Grandsons’ Martial Arts! (Part 2)

But Ying Zheng was completely stunned.

"Big brother is amazing." Little Zhao Ling clapped her hands with joy, utterly delighted.

"Alright, put it down, put it down."

Ying Zheng snapped out of his stupor and beckoned repeatedly to Zhao Qi.

"Okay!"

Zhao Qi immediately set the rockery down.

With a bang.

The ground even trembled from the force.

It was clear this rockery truly weighed a lot—it was no fake.

And Zhao Qi walked to Ying Zheng, his small face brimming with pride.

"Qi’er, how did you manage to do that?"

Ying Zheng asked, somewhat surprised.

"Grandpa."

"This is the martial arts we’ve been practicing."

Zhao Qi answered with contents pride all over his little face.

"What kind of training lets you achieve something like this?"

"You’re only a few years old!"

"A bit over eight years old, yet you have such strength." Ying Zheng asked curiously.

"Our father taught us this," Zhao Ling replied obediently.

Ying Zheng’s face showed astonishment, and inside he grew even more curious.

"Can you tell Grandpa how you train?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Father said only family can practice this."

"We’re not allowed to tell anyone outside the family." Zhao Qi answered honestly.

"Not even Grandpa?" Ying Zheng asked with a smile.

Zhao Qi and his sister both shook their heads.

Seeing this,

Ying Zheng looked toward the rockery again.

"That rascal Zhao Feng really has hidden quite a few things."

"An eight-year-old child actually manages to lift a multi-stone rockery—how on earth do they train for this?"

"No matter how you practice, you shouldn’t be able to gain so much strength, right?"

"May unification come quickly."

"I really can’t wait any longer to uncover this boy’s secrets."

At this moment,

Ying Zheng was flooded with curiosity about how Zhao Feng taught his grandchildren martial arts, and he felt an urgent anticipation for their future reunion.

This boy is hiding far too many secrets.

Even as a father, he felt endlessly curious.

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Time flashed by!

Another three months slipped away.

Zhao Feng commanded the army.

He attacked, he conquered.

In every battle, there was an outcome.

Moreover, the Chu State was hopelessly divided—though Qin’s attack made them unite briefly,

In the end, they were powerless against Wu’an’s battle-hardened troops.

In just three short months,

More than a dozen cities on Chu’s northern frontier were taken by Zhao Feng’s forces, and one fourth of Chu’s territory fell under Zhao Feng’s control.

"Your Majesty."

"We just received the war report."

"Three hundred thousand Chu Army soldiers are massed at Qu City ahead." A scout general galloped up to Zhao Feng’s war chariot to report.

"The composite national power of Chu really is a match for Zhao—the fighting has lasted over three months, with over eighty thousand Chu Army soldiers slain and a hundred thousand taken prisoner, yet they can still gather an army of three hundred thousand." Zhao Feng said slowly.

"After all, Chu’s population is no less than the former Qin, and if the Royal Edict calls, forces gather fast." Zhang Han said with a smile.

"Holding the city defenses."

"So they’re choosing same to go all in against us."

"If that’s the case,"

"Let’s grant them their wish."

"Transmit my command."

"Order Tu Sui and Li You to immediately gather the infantry and rendezvous."

"Three hundred thousand Chu Army troops—I intend to wipe them out whole."

"Once these Chu forces are destroyed, there’ll be no army left to bar Qin’s troops from Chu’s capital." Zhao Feng said coldly.

"Yes, sir." Zhang Ming immediately took the order.

He prepared to send the message.

Just then—

"Messenger!"

"Reporting camp to Your Majesty!"

"Urgent military news!"

Before Zhang Ming could leave, another scout galloped over.

"Speak."

Zhao Feng’s eyes fixed on the elite scout.

"Just investigated."

"The Chu army opened the city gates—three hundred thousand troops are camped outside, apparently intent on a pitched battle." The scout immediately reported.

On hearing this,

Zhao Feng was clearly surprised.

Zhang Han and Zhang Ming beside him were equally taken aback.

"Your Majesty."

"Does the Chu army really intend a direct confrontation with our forces?"

"Is the Chu State’s commander insane? With good city walls to defend, they actually lead the troops out?" Zhang Han asked, baffled.

"Who is the commanding officer inside the city?" Zhao Feng asked.

"Reporting to Your Majesty."

"Seems to be a recent arrival—a man named Qu Zhang."

"He’s not known for much," Zhang Han replied.

"Aside from Xiang Yan, Chu really has no one left."

"Now they’ve resorted to just picking someone to fill the role." Zhao Feng sneered.

"They send an unknown nobody to face us and forgo their city walls, choosing, instead, a head-on clash."

"This Chu general is truly laughable—and idiotic."

"But for our Qin, it’s a stroke of luck," Zhang Ming added mockingly.

"Since the Chu army has set its battle lines,"

"Let’s do as they wish."

"We’re ten miles from Qu City—order Tu Sui and Li You to join us right away."

"We’ll fight the Chu army tomorrow." Zhao Feng said in a deep voice.

"At your command, General!"

Zhang Ming answered at once.

The army advanced once more.

Apart from the main force,

Over a thousand scouts spread out, guarding against enemy ambushes.

Meanwhile, in Qu City—

"General,"

"We’re abandoning the defensive advantage to confront the Qin Army directly."

"This isn’t a wise plan." Several Chu generals looked anxiously at their commander, Qu Zhang.

"General Qu, please reconsider—have the troops withdraw and defend inside the city."

"Please reconsider, General."

The Chu generals all spoke with grave expressions.

Although none of them were great generals, right now, with the situation as it is, outside of defense, a head-on fight with the Qin is suicide.

They might have three hundred thousand, but at least a hundred thousand are new recruits, and even the veterans can’t match the Qin Army, Wu’an’s elite, who have fought everywhere in Shenzhou and butchered countless foes.

Our soldiers can’t compare to theirs.

Abandoning the defensive advantage is practically a death sentence.

"Enough."

Qu Zhang glanced at why the crowd, then said coldly, "Dozens of cities on the northern border have fallen to Qin, so what use is the defensive advantage?"

"This time,"

"Since I am leading the army, I intend to face the Qin Army head on and show them the might of Great Chu’s soldiers."

"Catch them off guard."

Upon hearing this,

The expressions of the Chu generals grew even gloomier.

If this man weren’t their ranking sop general, they’d already have struck out in frustration.

Because this was pure idiocy.

"But..." one of the Chu generals tried to say something.

All he received was a cold glare from Qu Zhang.

"My decision is made—no one can change it."

"In this battle,

"I will utterly destroy the Qin Army."

"Even if the Qin cavalry is formidable, the archers and stone throwers of Great Chu, plus our shield formation, will make sure the Qin Army never returns." Qu Zhang said coldly, utterly determined.

At this moment,

The Chu generals finally understood the old saying—

Armchair strategist.

And the Qu Zhang before them was a true armchair strategist,

Who understood nothing about military command or warfare.

"With a general like this, Great Chu is finished."

Despair filled the hearts of the assembled Chu generals.

But Qu Zhang, their commander, was still brimming with high spirits.

"Zhao Feng,"

"Famous as you are, I, Qu Zhang, was taught by a famed master from my youth. I’ve long since become a renowned general. Why should I fear someone like Zhao Feng?"

"This battle,"

"As long as I defeat Zhao Feng, I, Qu Zhang, will become truly famous throughout the land."

Qu Zhang thought to himself, flushed with pride.

"Transmit my order!"

"Let the men have a full meal. If the Qin Army comes tomorrow, Great Chu’s soldiers will fight them to the death and safeguard Chu!" Qu Zhang barked loudly.

Time flew by.

A day passed in the blink of an eye.

The next day!

Before Qu City—

Three hundred thousand Chu Army troops waited, arrayed for battle.

Countless banners of the Chu State filled the scene.

A hundred zhang away,

The black-armored Qin Army stood in formidable formation.

Infantry at the front, cavalry split into left and right wings behind.

Evidently,

As soon as the troops were assembled, the Qin Army had already lined up in an attack formation.

Once the infantry attacked, the cavalry on both flanks would become sharp blades, lashing into the enemy’s flanks, leaving them unable to resist.

At the Qin Army’s central command,

Zhao Feng stood in battle armor, Tyrant Spear in hand, mounted atop his horse.

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