Enfeoffment! Above Ten Thousand Men!

That Qin general in black armor descended like a god from the heavens, landing right in front of his horse!

"No--!"

Bao Yuan let out a shriek that was less than human.

"Rumble!"

Wei Zhe's feet hit the ground, and the earth trembled violently. Spreading out from his landing point like a spiderweb, cracks snaked across the ground.

The magnificent Ferghana horse let out a mournful whinny. Its front legs buckled, and its bones were shattered by the sheer force of the impact. It collapsed onto the ground with a thud!

Bao Yuan, still on the horse, was thrown forward by the immense inertia. He tumbled like a rolling gourd, landing ignominiously at Wei Zhe's feet.

"Spare me, General! Spare me!"

Bao Yuan's courage had completely shattered. Ignoring the pain coursing through his body, he scrambled on all fours towards Wei Zhe, frantically kowtowing.

"I surrender! I'll hand over Yiyang City! I'll be your king's ox or horse! Just spare my life, General!"

Tears and snot streamed down his face, and a foul odor wafted from his crotch. He had wet himself in terror.

Wei Zhe looked down at him from above, his eyes filled with contempt.

This is Han State's High General?

He slowly raised the Mo Dao in his hand.

"In your next life, don't be a general."

His icy voice was the last thing Bao Yuan heard.

"No!"

"Squelch!"

A flash of steel.

A plump head, frozen in an expression of terror and despair, flew into the sky.

Warm blood sprayed all over Wei Zhe.

Without even glancing at the headless corpse, Wei Zhe reached out his left hand and precisely caught the head as it tumbled through the air.

He turned, facing the entire chaotic battlefield.

He raised the still-dripping head high!

The Dragon Elephant Inner Force within him surged, converging at his throat.

The next moment, a voice like thunder boomed across the entire Yiyang camp!

"Han State's commander, Bao Yuan, is dead!"

The sound rolled like a tide, instantly drowning out all the shouts of battle, screams, and wails on the field.

The soldiers of the Qin and Han armies, locked in combat, froze.

Countless pairs of eyes snapped towards the source of the voice.

They saw it.

They saw, beneath the soaring flames, the Qin general in black armor, drenched in blood, like a demon god from hell, holding a bloody head high.

That head, they knew it all too well.

It was their commander, Bao Yuan!

"Surrender and live!"

Wei Zhe's voice descended again, like divine judgment.

These four words were the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"The general is dead..."

"Our commander is dead!"

"We're defeated! Run!"

The morale of the Han army plummeted to zero at that moment.

"Clang!"

A Han soldier, standing closest, dropped his long sword and fell to his knees.

That sound was like a signal.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The crisp sound of weapons hitting the ground began to echo, one after another.

Starting from Wei Zhe's feet, it spread across the entire battlefield like a wave.

One section, then another.

Hundreds, thousands of Han soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground in despair, burying their heads and weeping.

A battle involving tens of thousands of men came to a dramatic halt, all because of the presence of one man.

The Qin Army also stopped their pursuit.

Shi Meng, Sun He, Qian Hu, Hu Lei, and all the Qin soldiers stared blankly at the figure standing in the center of the battlefield, above the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Their minds were blank.

They had imagined countless ways to win.

A narrow victory, a great victory, even a complete victory.

But they had never imagined that the victory would be like this.

One person, one formation, one general.

With the strength of one man, amidst ten thousand troops, he slew the enemy chieftain in formation and forced the entire army to surrender!

This was a myth!

This was a legend!

"Gulp."

Qian Hu swallowed with difficulty, gazing at Wei Zhe's back and muttering to himself.

"Am... am I dreaming?"

Sun He's eyes had shifted from shock to fervent admiration. The hand holding his halberd trembled violently with excitement.

He knew he had bet on the right person!

By following this man, he would witness an unprecedented legend!

Shi Meng stood on high ground, looking at the kneeling Han soldiers scattered across the ground, then at Wei Zhe, who stood like a monument.

He took a deep breath and then, with all his might, raised the great axe in his hand high, letting out a sky-shattering roar!

"Wei Zhe!"

This roar broke the deathly silence of the battlefield.

"Wei Zhe!"

Sun He, Qian Hu, Hu Lei, and the hundred Elite Warriors of the Tiger and Wolf Army simultaneously raised their weapons and responded in hoarse, yet fanatically fervent voices.

"Wei Zhe!"

"Wei Zhe!!"

"Wei Zhe!!!"

One voice became a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand!

All the surviving Qin soldiers, at this moment, focused their gazes on the young Chieftain.

In their eyes, there was only awe, admiration, and fervor!

They offered their highest respect to their hero in the most primal, most direct way!

The mountain-like, sea-like shouts converged into a soaring wave of sound, echoing for a long time on the land that had just been baptized by blood and fire.

Every Qin soldier roared that name with all their might.

Wei Zhe stood in place, letting the deafening sound wash over him.

The Mo Dao in his hand was still dripping blood.

At his feet lay the headless corpse of the Han State's main general, Bao Yuan, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He felt the Dragon Elephant Inner Force within him surging like a great river, having just broken through.

The power was unprecedentedly strong.

[Ding! Detected Host achieving Epic-level achievement: Ten Thousand Men Bow!]

[Achievement Description: With the might of one man, in the midst of ten thousand troops, slay the enemy chieftain in formation, force the entire army to surrender, and cause ten thousand to bow. Your fame has reached its peak in this battle, becoming a deity in the hearts of countless soldiers!]

[Reward Issued: Tempering Points +10000! Special Title Obtained: [Enemy of Ten Thousand]!]

A series of system notification sounds exploded in his mind.

Wei Zhe's heart skipped a beat.

Ten thousand Tempering Points!

And a special title!

He immediately calmed his mind and checked the so-called title.

[Title: Enemy of Ten Thousand (Novice)]

[Effect: When you are on the battlefield, the morale of all your allied soldiers within your command increases by 20%, and all attributes increase by 5%. All enemy soldiers within a hundred zhang radius of you have their morale reduced by 10%, with a 5% chance of falling into a 'fear' state and abandoning resistance.]

Wei Zhe's breathing suddenly became a little rapid.

This... this was simply a divine skill on the battlefield!

It not only strengthened allies but also weakened enemies, and could even directly cause enemies to lose their will to fight!

This was far more terrifying than simply increasing strength and physique!

With this title, the Tiger and Wolf Army under his command will truly become an invincible force!

Just then, the mountain-shouting, sea-roaring cheers gradually subsided.

The crowd parted, creating a path.

The Chief Instructor, Shi Meng, strode over.

On his face, weathered by wind and frost and covered in scars, his expression was incredibly complex.

Shock, surprise, elation, and even a hint of... awe.

He walked up to Wei Zhe, not looking at him, but lowering his head to glance at the corpse of Bao Yuan on the ground.

Then, he raised his head again, his gaze sweeping over the tens of thousands of Han soldiers who had completely lost the will to fight and were now kneeling in a dense mass on the ground.

Finally, his gaze returned to Wei Zhe.

He remained silent for a long time, as if organizing his thoughts.

"I've been fighting wars for thirty years."

Shi Meng's voice was a little hoarse.

"I've seen General Meng Wu charge alone, breaking the Xiongnu royal court."

"I've also heard High General Wang Jian's legend of annihilating four hundred thousand Zhao troops with a casual remark."

"But I... damn it, in my life, I've never seen anyone like you!"

He extended his large, fan-like hand and heavily patted Wei Zhe's shoulder.

The force, capable of crushing metal and stone, landed on Wei Zhe but was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Wei Zhe's figure didn't move an inch.

Shi Meng's pupils contracted again.

"Good kid!"

He withdrew his hand and burst into laughter, his voice filled with exhilaration.

"This battle you fought was damn well fought!"

"I was thinking earlier about how to take down the hard nut that is Yiyang City with the least casualties."

"And you, you just went and killed the owner of the nut!"

He stepped forward, lowered his voice, and spoke at a volume only the two of them could hear.

"Your contribution is too great. So great that I can't cover it up."

"Killing an enemy general of a rival nation in the midst of the army and forcing tens of thousands of enemy soldiers to surrender. This is no longer ordinary military merit, this is the foremost contribution to the destruction of a nation!"

"When dawn breaks, I will personally write the battle report and send it via urgent dispatch to General Meng Tian."

"Only General Meng, or even the one in Xianyang Palace, can decide the fate of this merit."

Wei Zhe didn't speak, just listened quietly.

He knew his gamble had paid off.

"However..."

Shi Meng changed the subject, a sly smile appearing on his face.

"I can't give you the rewards of being enfeoffed as a marquis and appointed as a general."

"But within this Vanguard Camp, I have the authority to promote you to Chieftain!"

He suddenly turned around, facing Sun He, Qian Hu, and others who had gathered around, as well as the Qin soldiers watching with fervent eyes.

He cleared his throat and, with all his might, loudly announced.

"Hear my command!"

"Wei Zhe, acting Chieftain of the Tiger and Wolf Army, made decisive judgments on the battlefield, surpassed all in bravery, and slew the enemy leader Bao Yuan, achieving unparalleled merit!"

"Effective immediately, Wei Zhe is promoted to--"

He deliberately drew out the words, building anticipation for everyone.

"Chieftain!"

"Boom!"

These two words were like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, instantly creating a thousand ripples.

"Chieftain!"

"My god! Boss is a Chieftain now!"

Qian Hu and Hu Lei were so excited their faces were flushed red, they almost jumped.

Sun He also looked immensely proud. He forcefully punched his chest armor, producing a dull thud.

From a new recruit to a Centurion, and then to a true Chieftain!

How long had it been?

Less than three months!

This was an unprecedented promotion speed in the Great Qin Army! It was a miracle!

However, what Shi Meng said next made everyone gasp.

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