Might Pull Mountains, Spirit Covers the World!

The verification for the military register categorizes soldiers into various ranks.

Those with exceptional strength and talent are drafted into the Great Qin Elite Soldier, which is heavy infantry; those who also possess archery and horsemanship skills are assigned to the cavalry.

Ordinary able-bodied men are drafted as foot soldiers, which is light infantry.

Technical personnel are assigned to the Armory Workshop, the military industrial department.

Xu Cheng gripped the stone lock with both hands, finding it light as a feather. He shook his head and chose a seven-shi stone lock instead.

He gave it a slight tug, felt it was still too light, and switched to gripping it with one hand.

He lifted it with a gentle motion, and before he had even exerted any real force, the stone lock flew upward on its own, leaving him momentarily stunned.

"Whoa!! He lifted it with one hand??"

Everyone's eyes widened simultaneously, and the County Commandant's lips twitched as he offered silent praise.

Niu Ergui's mouth hung open in an "O" shape!

"He didn't just lift it, he pinched it up! The stone lock is still tilted in his hand—how much wrist strength does he have? Is this thing really five shi!?"

"It looks as light as a cloth bag. Is there a backdoor in the County Court's verification? I don't even find it this easy to lift a sack of grain at home."

"Something's not right!"

It wasn't just them who felt something was off; even the Clerk felt it himself.

After Xu Cheng set the stone lock down, the Clerk ran over to lift it with both hands. He struggled to get it three fingers off the ground, the veins on his neck bulging and his face turning beet red, until he was forced to let go.

The stone lock slammed into the ground with a thud, sending dust flying.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Wait, is this thing really seven shi?

When that guy put it down, why did it look so effortless??

The County Commandant looked at Xu Cheng with eyes brimming with pleasant surprise.

Fifteen years old—with this physique and this strength, even among the Great Qin Elite Soldier, he would be a top-tier choice!

"Try the nine-shi... forget it, just try the twelve-shi stone lock." The County Commandant's rugged face broke into a gentle smile, which looked somewhat incongruous on his thick-browed, tiger-eyed features.

Zhao Cheng asked, "Sir, am I eligible for the Great Qin Elite Soldier?"

"Naturally."

"Then what is the difference between the nine-shi and the twelve-shi?"

"The difference lies in your position within the army. In the Qin State military, strength is king. If you can lift nine shi, you will certainly have a place among our elite soldiers, and you may be heavily relied upon by the generals, perhaps even serving as a personal guard!"

Zhao Cheng shook his head. "I will not be a personal guard. I want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, achieve merit, and earn a title and rank!"

"Good!" the County Commandant cheered, then added, "If you lift twelve shi, you can serve in the central elite forces. Whenever there is a war, I will personally arrange your transfer and give you first-class combat opportunities! How about that?"

Zhao Cheng asked again, "If I lift twelve shi, will I be fed until I'm full?"

Everyone laughed.

The County Commandant laughed heartily. "You'll be fed until you're full!"

Zhao Cheng smiled as well. He took a few large strides forward, gripped the lock with both hands, and the muscles in his arms bulged in layered, rock-hard ridges!

Truly, he had the strength to pull up mountains and a spirit that could cover the world!

The twelve-shi stone lock flew up without a hint of resistance, instantly hoisted above his head. The man didn't even flush or lose his breath; he stood tall like a pine, steady as Mount Tai!

The entire field fell into a deathly silence where one could hear a pin drop!

The County Commandant's breathing grew rapid. Looking at Zhao Cheng, he felt as if he were watching a future star general rising right before his eyes.

On the military register, he wrote: Strength: Top-tier Grade A. Suitable for Great Qin Assault Cavalry Elite vanguard; capable of breaking enemy lines and capturing generals!

After Zhao Cheng, two others managed to lift the five-shi stone lock and were also drafted into the elite ranks.

However, most of the others were drafted as light infantry foot soldiers.

As for Niu Ergui, he was so thin and weak that his arms flapped like butterfly wings even when he tried to do a push-up. Lacking even the value of cannon fodder, he was assigned to the logistics and miscellaneous service system, responsible for cooking, transporting grain, and tending to horses.

Soon, the County Commandant paid the price for his promise of "all you can eat."

That night, Zhao Cheng ate the rations of over a dozen men, emptying the mess hall without even feeling full.

When the County Commandant heard the news, he went home to rest for the night, not daring to show his face.

According to Qin regulations, after being registered, one must serve as a regular soldier in their home county for one year to receive systematic military training. Only after passing the assessment does the County Commandant grant them official military status.

But with war potentially breaking out at any moment, everything was simplified, though the necessary training remained essential. The county's task was to enable these able-bodied men who had never been to a battlefield to participate in combat as quickly as possible.

Zhao Cheng was groomed by the County Commandant as a vanguard for the Assault Cavalry Elite, ordered to practice horsemanship and archery daily with the requirement that he be able to break enemy lines and capture generals.

One month later.

Zhao Cheng stood on horseback, drawing his bow and firing. A sharp, whistling sound tore through the Martial Field, and the arrow grazed the scalp of a Clerk before embedding itself into the wall. Half the shaft was buried, and the fletching was still vibrating!

The Clerk's legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the ground with a thud, nearly wetting himself.

Zhao Cheng offered an embarrassed smile, apologizing repeatedly.

He had never practiced this sort of thing before; being able to stay on the horse while shooting with stability and force was already an improvement, but accuracy was simply impossible to guarantee.

The County Commandant sighed, feeling he could no longer bear to watch, and deeply doubted his own judgment.

It had been a month!

Do you have any idea how I've spent this past month!?

Because of that one remark, the County Court was nearly eaten into poverty, and just a moment ago, he had almost lost a Clerk!

Forget it. Once on the battlefield, charging into the fray, there were enemies in every direction—whoever he hit, he hit.

Whoever he shot was just unlucky.

Meanwhile, Zhao Cheng looked on with some delight at the system interface, where the ability column displayed: Horsemanship (Novice), Archery (Novice).

He let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Finally, he had made it to the entry level.

"System, invest twenty years of lifespan to cultivate Horsemanship and Archery, respectively."

[Beginning to invest lifespan to cultivate Horsemanship...]

[Year 1: You cultivate Horsemanship. Riding daily, you gradually grow familiar with the power of a galloping horse. You no longer force the horse to submit through physical strength, but begin to yield to the horse instead...]

[Year 3: You feel as though the horse's back is your home. You can lie flat, sleep, and eat while mounted; no matter how wildly the horse gallops, you will not fall off. Your Horsemanship has gained a basic understanding!]

[Year 5: You feel an inexplicable synergy with the horse beneath you. Every move you make influences the horse, causing it to follow your will. Your Horsemanship has begun to reach a state of mastery!]

[Year 8: You are well-versed in the art of horsemanship. With a mere thought, you can make the horse perform various movements. When the horse moves, you know its thoughts and emotions. Your Horsemanship is now pure and refined!]

[Year 10: You seem to have reached a realm of unity between man and horse. Your understanding of the horse has reached its peak. Facing a strange horse, you can establish a rapport within a few breaths, making it as responsive as your own arm. Mounted, the horse feels like an extension of your own body.]

[Your Horsemanship has reached the realm of perfection.]