Attributes Soar! Lifespan Soars!

After taking stock.

"Reporting to the Commander."

"All one thousand soldiers of my First Thousand-Man Battalion are present. Fifty-eight are wounded," Zhang Wu reported loudly.

"All one thousand soldiers of the Second Thousand-Man Battalion are present. Eighty-nine are wounded," Wei Quan reported loudly.

"The Third Thousand-Man Battalion..."

The four Thousand-Man Commanders reported one by one.

Hearing those numbers.

Zhu Ying swept his gaze over them and immediately laughed. "Brothers, we did it! We slaughtered our way through the Tatar tribe and killed countless Tatars. Not a single man was left behind in their tribe. You are all heroes of the Ming Dynasty!"

"We swear to follow the Commander unto death!"

All four thousand soldiers shouted in unison.

Whether Thousand-Man Commanders or ordinary soldiers, all of them now looked at Zhu Ying with fervent reverence.

In last night's battle.

Zhu Ying had won over every soldier with his command ability and his savage courage in killing enemies.

The army revered the strong, and Zhu Ying was precisely such a strong man.

"Heed my orders."

"Zhang Wu, personally lead a hundred brothers to patrol the rear and guard against a Tatar attack. Rotate every half hour."

"The rest of you, rest where you are for an hour and a half. Treat the wounded first, then rest," Zhu Ying ordered loudly.

"This subordinate obeys."

The four Thousand-Man Commanders replied in unison.

Afterward, the soldiers dismounted one after another. The Hundred-Man Commanders and General Officers of each hundred-man camp began tending to the wounded.

After this battle.

Some of the wounded had been struck by stray arrows, while others had suffered injuries when charging into the tribe.

Compared to the wounded, all four thousand men had at least made it out alive this time.

This was a great victory.

Of course.

The foundation of this victory was that they had caught the Tatars off guard. Moreover, the feigned attack on the southern tribe had kept the Tatar commanders from realizing that Zhu Ying's true target was this Northern Tribe.

"Commander."

"Now that this battle is over, should we report the results to the Regional Commander?" Wei Quan came before Zhu Ying.

"How many carrier pigeons did we bring?" Zhu Ying asked Wei Quan.

"Five in total," Wei Quan immediately replied.

"Mm."

Zhu Ying nodded. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Report our gains from this raid on the Tatar tribe. Also report Li Tao's matter truthfully. The merit the brothers won with their lives—I have no intention of letting that cowardly, life-fearing wretch take a share of it."

"This subordinate obeys." Wei Quan immediately accepted the order.

"Alright, go get some rest."

"Having suffered such losses at our hands, the Tatars' attention has now been completely drawn to our army. And the Regional Commander and the others have already withdrawn. The Tatars will likely learn of it soon enough, and then great numbers of them will surely come to encircle and suppress us."

"The real vicious battle is about to begin." Zhu Ying's expression was grave.

"Yes."

The several Thousand-Man Commanders nodded solemnly as well.

Then they dismounted and rested.

Zhu Ying also swung down from his horse, led it to one side, and sat down. As he took out a piece of dried rations, he called out in his mind, Attribute Panel.

Zhu Ying opened his Attribute Panel.

Host: Zhu Ying

Age: 14 years

Strength: 978 points. One point corresponds to one jin of force.

Speed: 889 points. Eight times the speed of an ordinary person.

Constitution: 712 points. Seven times the constitution of an ordinary person. The stronger the constitution, the stronger the defense and the faster recovery from injuries.

Endurance: 734 points. Seven times the endurance of an ordinary person. The higher the endurance, the more unflagging one's energy and the more abundant one's stamina.

Spirit: 723 points. The higher the spirit, the clearer the mind.

Lifespan: 88 years, 2356 days

Storage Space: 7 cubic meters

"After this battle, no fewer than two hundred alien tribesmen died by my hand. All my attributes have successfully entered the seven-hundred-point tier, and I've also picked up more than a thousand days of lifespan."

"Now this feels good."

Looking at his attributes, Zhu Ying smiled in satisfaction.

After fighting through the night, Zhu Ying did not feel the slightest fatigue. He was not even sleepy. This, too, was thanks to his spirit and endurance—his entire body brimmed with vigor.

Looking at all his attributes now, he had already become something beyond human.

A single punch could easily blast a city gate to pieces.

Nearly a thousand jin of strength!

It was hard to imagine.

Of course, there was also his speed. If Zhu Ying ran at full tilt, a hundred meters might pass in the blink of an eye. Eight times faster than an ordinary person—one could only imagine it.

And this speed was not limited to his legs. It also applied to the speed at which he swung his blade. While an ordinary person swung once, Zhu Ying could slash eight times. One could imagine just how powerful that was.

"Right."

"There are still two treasure chests."

"We're deep in enemy territory now. If I can open something that boosts my strength, our chances of leading the brothers out will be even greater," Zhu Ying thought to himself.

His all attributes rising past seven hundred points had also earned him two treasure chest rewards.

Now, every time all his attributes broke through another hundred points, he would be rewarded with one ordinary treasure chest.

"Open all treasure chests," Zhu Ying immediately ordered.

Opening two ordinary treasure chests.

Obtained Yellow Tier Mid-grade Tiger Roar Skill.

Obtained ten large packets of Diarrhea Powder.

Seeing this, "A ranked martial skill?"

Zhu Ying's gaze immediately settled on it.

He extracted it at once.

The cultivation method was transmitted directly into his mind.

Zhu Ying immediately gained an understanding of it.

"The Tiger Roar Skill lets out a sound like a tiger's roar, but this thing requires internal force and True Qi?"

"Could it be that once all my attributes reach a certain level, I really can produce True Qi?"

"Right now, I can make a tiger's roar by driving it with strength, but I can't bring out the power of this martial skill."

After looking it over, Zhu Ying quietly began to look forward to the future.

Internal force.

True Qi.

He had read plenty of novels in his previous life. Perhaps once all his attributes reached a certain level, he really could produce internal force or True Qi. At that level, would he be invincible under heaven?

"Diarrhea Powder?"

"And ten large packets?"

Seeing the reward from the second treasure chest, Zhu Ying felt somewhat helpless.

"Better than nothing."

"When we raid these Tatar tribes later, I'll dump all this laxative into their water source and have them shit themselves to death."

Zhu Ying naturally found a use for the Diarrhea Powder right away.

"Garrison Commander."

"The battle report has been written."

"Please review it, Garrison Commander."

Wei Quan came before Zhu Ying and handed him a sheet of paper.

Zhu Ying took it and looked it over.

After skimming through it, he nodded. "Mm, add one more sentence. Tell the Commanding Envoy not to worry. Our army will do everything in our power to hold these Tatars back. Send it back."

"Yes."

Wei Quan immediately accepted the order.

After adding another line, he tied the sheet of paper directly to the carrier pigeon he had brought.

He released the pigeon.

"Go get some proper rest."

"I'll make a round of inspections." Zhu Ying swept his gaze over the surroundings and rose to his feet.

After a night of bitter fighting, nearly all the officers and soldiers were exhausted.

But there was not much time for rest and reorganization.

Daning Prefecture!

A border city—the city of Daning Prefecture!

Outside the Prefectural Yamen.

Numerous Ming Army personal guards had already occupied both sides of the street.

An old general arrived under the protection of many personal guards, with numerous battle-hardened generals following behind him. One look was enough to tell that his status was far from ordinary.

And at this moment—

Bu Wan, the Prefect of Daning Prefecture and also its Commander, bowed to greet him.

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