Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 841 Chapter 341: Zhao Feng Arrives at the Battlefield! Daqin Elite Soldiers’ First Battle! (Part 2)

Northern Frontier, Northern Defense!

Four hundred thousand Daqin Elite Soldiers had already formed up in battle array, awaiting the enemy.

As the two great camps guarding the Northern Border, these two had the greatest number of Cavalry among all Qin Army camps.

Two hundred thousand Cavalry formed up in front.

Two hundred thousand Infantry stood behind.

If one looked closely.

One would find that the weapons in the hands of the Northern Frontier Camp Elite Soldiers had now undergone an earth‑shaking transformation.

The Cavalry all held Mo Knives, with repeating crossbows hanging at their waists.

Moreover, there was also a unit of Cavalry within the army formation that was particularly eye‑catching, because their entire bodies were wrapped in thick Black Armor, Iron Helmets upon their heads, armor draped over their bodies, and even the warhorses beneath them were the same, wrapped in heavy armor.

They looked like moving fortresses.

They were precisely the newly formed Heavy Cavalry of Qin.

Even with full‑force forging, there were now only ten thousand sets of Heavy Armored Cavalry equipment in each army; here, there were twenty thousand Heavy Armored Cavalry.

Those clad in Heavy Armor were all Elite Soldiers of the Northern Frontier and Northern Defense Camps whose Cultivation was the most advanced, all above the Seventh layer of Acquired Realm; only thus could they bring forth the full power of the Heavy Armor.

Looking again at the archers.

The original Qin Bow had already been eliminated; at this moment they held Composite Strong Bows. Not only did these save effort, they also combined the bow‑making of this era with Artifact Refining by Artifact Refiners, allowing them to withstand greater force.

Throughout the Qin Army, besides the popularization of Martial Arts, the weapons were also completely renewed.

"They're here."

Meng Wu sat astride his warhorse, looking at the trembling ground, then at the north, a cold smile appearing on his face.

"Foreign Tribes."

Li Mu's eyes were also filled with killing intent.

And at this moment.

Above the Void.

A black Dragon shadow was roaming, and upon the Dragon Head stood a man.

It was Zhao Feng.

"Donghu, Xiongnu."

Zhao Feng gazed toward the north, a hint of coldness hanging on his face.

This time coming here.

Zhao Feng was not only here to pick up Attribute, but also to let the Black Dragon devour Evil Qi again and evolve.

"Time to show myself."

Zhao Feng thought to himself.

He immediately gave an order to the Black Dragon under his feet.

"Aooo!"

A Dragon's roar shook the heavens.

The Northern Frontier Elite Soldiers outside The Great Wall all raised their heads to look toward the Heavenly Vault.

A Black Dragon descended fiercely; when they saw the figure upon the Dragon Head, every Elite Soldier was incomparably excited.

"The Crown Prince has come."

"The Crown Prince is here in person."

"What the Shangjiangjun said was indeed true, the Crown Prince would personally come to direct the battle."

"Hahaha."

"Today, I am definitely going to slaughter these Foreign Tribe bastards, let the Crown Prince see the ferocity of our Northern Frontier Elite Soldiers."

"Exactly."

"The Crown Prince really has come..."

Countless Elite Soldiers were incomparably excited.

Throughout the Daqin World, after the Martial exhibition, more than ninety‑nine percent of the subjects now recognized Zhao Feng.

The Tian Xuan Mirror image was branded in their hearts.

A thunderous boom!

The Black Dragon descended fiercely into the army formation.

"Your minister greets the Crown Prince."

Li Mu and Meng Wu, faces filled with excitement, immediately shouted loudly.

"We, your ministers, pay respects to the Crown Prince."

The four hundred thousand Daqin Elite Soldiers shouted in unison.

"Qin soldiers."

"At ease."

Zhao Feng smiled and shouted in a mighty voice.

"Thank you, Crown Prince." Countless Elite Soldiers shouted in unison, gazing at Zhao Feng's figure with reverence, fervent and loyal.

"Foreign Tribes invade."

"I, today, have personally come to the Northern Frontier."

"It is precisely to witness the valiant bearing of Qin's soldiers in great battle, and even more to see, after Martial Arts entered the army, what the battle strength of Qin's soldiers has become."

"Soldiers, do you have the confidence to slaughter these Foreign Tribe scum to the last?"

Zhao Feng raised his hand, pointing toward the already faintly visible Foreign Tribes' great army, and shouted loudly.

"Wind, wind, wind."

"Great wind."

The Daqin Elite Soldiers answered Zhao Feng with the "wind" shout of the Qin Army, their surging morale sweeping across the Heavenly Vault.

"Today, I will remain here watching how the soldiers heroically kill the enemy, watching how the soldiers exterminate the Foreign Tribes."

"Qin, National Fortune everlasting!"

Zhao Feng shouted loudly.

The soldiers answered with their wind shouts, their morale incomparably high.

Zhao Feng.

Within Qin he was an existence akin to a god; just standing here was enough to make countless Elite Soldiers bring forth absolute morale, their will to battle soaring to the sky.

Moreover.

After Zhao Feng was invested as Crown Prince.

The Qi Fortune Seal belonging to him had also changed accordingly.

[Crown Prince Seal]: When the Host personally takes the field to command troops, he can inspire his subordinates' morale by fourfold, increase his subordinates' combat strength by fourfold; for enemies killed by his subordinates, the Host can obtain fifty percent of the kill's Attribute pickups! When not personally taking the field to command, he can obtain forty percent of the Empire soldiers' kill Attribute pickups!

This was the official seal after its present Transformation.

As long as Zhao Feng took the field, he could grant his Elite Soldiers an increase in battle strength and morale, and could also pick up half of the Attribute from enemies killed by his soldiers.

Thud, thud.

Thud, thud, thud.

The earth trembled.

Only to see the Northern Frontier.

Looking out as far as the eye could see.

Countless Foreign Tribe Cavalry surged from the Northern Frontier like a flood tide, trampling their way south.

Blotting out the sky and covering the sun.

As if a rolling wave of killing intent was crashing down.

"They're here."

Meng Wu and Li Mu both had a burning eagerness to kill the enemy in their eyes.

Especially Meng Wu.

After cultivating Martial Arts, he had yet to truly unleash Martial Dao Power in battle; his Strength of the Grandmaster Realm had never been fully used.

Li Mu, on the other hand, was much calmer. After all, he had followed Zhao Feng long ago, and had cultivated for many years at the Yanting stronghold. Now, just like many of Zhao Feng's old subordinates, he had stepped into the Great Grandmaster Realm.

With his Strength alone, when his True Qi was exhausted he could still slaughter tens of thousands; he was no longer a mortal.

When the Foreign Tribes were less than a hundred zhang from the Great Qin Army Formation.

"Daqin Elite Soldiers..."

Meng Wu and Li Mu simultaneously drew the swords at their waists.

"Kill!"

The two Shangjiangjun shouted in unison.

"Wind, wind, wind."

"Gale."

Endless killing intent erupted.

Two hundred thousand Cavalry charged out at the same time, all gripping the Mo Knives in their hands, each one secretly stirring their Inner Strength as the surging power in their bodies erupted.

And to the north.

Hundreds of thousands of Donghu and Xiongnu Cavalry were also madly charging and thundering toward the Qin direction.

"Kill... kill..."

"Kill every damned People of Qin!"

"Avenge our blood and hatred!"

"Kill all the People of Qin... kill..."

"Kill..."

Countless Foreign Tribe Soldiers roared. With such overwhelming numbers, the Soldiers of the Donghu and Xiongnu were filled with confidence.

At this moment.

They held the long sabers of their grasslands, riding warhorses, but most of them wore no Battle Armor.

Compared to the Qin Army.

Perhaps this was the difference between civilization and barbarism.

"Daqin Elite Soldiers."

"Bows and arrows."

"Kill!"

Li Mu and Meng Wu shouted again.

They suddenly spurred their horses and rushed out.

At this moment.

The Martial Arts of Qin had been passed down.

Li Mu and Meng Wu had completely grasped Zhao Feng's old methods of war: the Shangjiangjun advance first, stirring the entire army.

With Martial Dao Power, they feared no enemy army.

"Wind, wind, wind."

The shout of wind shook the heavens.

Countless Daqin Elite Soldiers drew the repeating crossbows at their waists and pulled the triggers toward the Void above.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

A dense rain of arrows shot into the sky and arced toward the Foreign Tribes.

A chaotic volley of arrows.

Wave after wave of Foreign Tribes fell, blood staining the Great Desert.

"Battle Formation, activate."

At this moment.

Li Mu and Meng Wu split apart and plunged forward.

Then.

A furious shout.

They formed a strange hand seal.

At the same time, a bizarre surge of Blood Qi billowed from their bodies.

"Army Soul Battle Array."

"Although it was passed down after Martial Arts appeared..."

"I have never yet seen what power this Battle Formation holds."

Zhao Feng watched with a touch of interest.

"Battle Formation, gather."

The Elite Soldiers of the Northern Frontier and Northern Defense two great camps seemed to receive a summons.

Each and every one silently circulated the Battle Formation Heart Technique.

From their bodies, Blood Qi surged forth, drawn by an invisible force, converging toward their Shangjiangjun.

From Li Mu and Meng Wu's bodies, Blood Qi boiled up.

The entire Void was dyed Red by the immense Blood Qi gathering together.

The next moment.

The two raised the swords in their hands at the same time, stirring the boiling Blood Qi Power in their bodies.

"Slash!"

At the same instant.

The two swung their swords.

"Roar!"

Two tiger-like roars shook the sky.

Only to see their swords rise.

Directly forming two blood-red sword beams four to five hundred zhang long, turning into giant Heaven-piercing swords that came crashing down toward the Foreign Tribes army ahead.

"What is that?"

"Could the People of Qin actually know Demon Art?"

"Th-this... what is this?"

The Foreign Tribe generals and Soldiers at the very front, seeing these blood-red giant swords slashing down from nowhere, all revealed panic on their faces.

But.

For them, everything was already too late.

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