Fierce General (Seeking Collection and Recommendation)

In a world where the strong prey upon the weak, asking why one would attack another seemed somewhat ridiculous, yet Zhao Fu still answered him, "I am doing this for your village!"

Having said that, Zhao Fu tilted his head and commanded, "Leave a few survivors!"

The archers and crossbowmen were just about to loose their arrows when the burly man's face turned pale, and he hurriedly shouted, "I am Zhang Dahu, the village chief of Da Hu Village!"

Hearing this, Zhao Fu was somewhat surprised. He had not expected the man before him to be the village chief of Da Hu Village, so he immediately ordered, "Hold your fire!"

Zhang Dahu breathed a sigh of relief at this. Having just heard Zhao Fu's words and looking at the well-equipped, imposing enemies before him, he knew that if they were to attack Da Hu Village, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe.

At this moment, Zhao Fu looked at Zhang Dahu, contemplating how to proceed and how to utilize this major piece he had captured to bring Da Hu Village under his control.

"Why do you want our village?" Zhang Dahu suddenly asked, his eyes fixed intently on Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu did not hide his intentions, answering simply and directly, "To defend against five thousand orcs a hundred miles away!"

"What? Five thousand orcs?"

Upon hearing Zhao Fu's words, Zhang Dahu and his men were shocked. As natives, they understood the terror of the alien races all too well.

Orcs generally left no survivors among humans; they killed everyone they encountered. If a tribe of five thousand orcs were to attack and discover Da Hu Village, not a single soul would be left alive.

Now, seeing that Zhao Fu's soldiers were so well-equipped, it was possible they could actually defend against the orcs. Joining their village might not be a bad thing; after all, he wasn't particularly skilled at management. However, joining so easily might make Da Hu Village look spineless. Perhaps they didn't have to join; they could form an alliance instead.

Thinking this over, Zhang Dahu wanted to test the strength of Zhao Fu's side while simultaneously showing off his own power. He pointed at a man beside Zhao Fu and said:

"Our Da Hu Village will not easily join anyone. That pretty boy next to you looks decent enough; if he can defeat me, I will join your village. If you lose, we shall cooperate to defend against the orcs, and you must provide us with equipment."

"Pretty boy?"

Zhao Fu felt a sense of confusion upon hearing Zhang Dahu's words. He turned his head to look at the person Zhang Dahu was pointing at—it was Bai Qi. He couldn't help but laugh, This guy actually called Bai Qi a pretty boy and challenged him to a duel? Isn't that just asking for death?

After a moment of thought, he decided that since he stood to gain regardless of the outcome, he nodded in agreement. He was certain that Bai Qi would emerge victorious.

Zhang Dahu took the bow off his back, drew his broadsword, and looked at Bai Qi, who was strolling toward him. "Pretty boy, be careful! Don't blame me if you get hurt!"

Hearing the burly man's words, those who knew of Bai Qi's strength collectively offered a few seconds of silent prayer for him; there was no need to even guess Zhang Dahu's fate.

The duel began!

The burly man raised his broadsword and swung it toward Bai Qi with great ferocity. Bai Qi remained calm, standing perfectly still. Just as the blade was about to strike him, a flash of sword light appeared.

"Clang!"

A sound of clashing steel rang out. Zhang Dahu felt a massive force strike his blade, nearly causing him to lose his grip as the weapon was knocked away.

In the next second, a cold glint flashed. Seeing Bai Qi's sword thrusting toward his throat, Zhang Dahu hurriedly used his broadsword to block, but Bai Qi pivoted, spun around, and kicked the burly man, sending him flying.

The burly man fell to the ground, climbed back up in defiance, and charged at Bai Qi again, only to be beaten back down after a few exchanges. Zhang Dahu was bewildered; he had always been confident in his own strength—if not for him, Da Hu Village would have been wiped out by other alien races long ago. How could this guy, who looked like a pretty boy, be so strong?

"Wait, I yield!"

After a while, Zhang Dahu's sword had long since been knocked away. Bai Qi, too lazy to use his sword, had simply used his fists to land a few blows on the burly man's face. The burly man had taken a few hits, and it hurt!

Knowing he had already lost, he didn't persist and immediately conceded.

Hearing the burly man yield, Bai Qi stopped and turned to return to Zhao Fu's side.

Zhao Fu couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. Zhang Dahu had dug his own grave and jumped right into it; he had even dared to call Bai Qi a pretty boy, and now he had been properly taught a lesson.

"Now that you have lost, do you remember what you said earlier?" Zhao Fu walked over, suppressing his laughter as he spoke to Zhang Dahu.

Zhang Dahu sighed, knelt on one knee, and cupped his hands. "I am a man of my word. I pay my respects, My Lord!"

Zhao Fu received a notification asking if he wished to accept the surrender of Da Hu Village. Zhao Fu chose to accept and gained 100 War Merits.

Zhao Fu was also interested in checking Zhang Dahu's attributes.

Name: Zhang Dahu Potential: SS Title: None Occupation: Militiaman War Merits: Citizen (24/500) Race: Human Lifespan: 31 (100) Loyalty: 60 Attributes: Strength: 10, Intelligence: 6, Constitution: 10, Agility: 8 Cultivation: Zero Stage Technique: None Skills: Basic Swordsmanship Equipment: Cloth Clothes, Cloth Shoes, Coarse Cloth Trousers

After reading Zhang Dahu's attributes, Zhao Fu was somewhat astonished. Zhang Dahu actually had SS potential, yet he possessed no cultivation techniques, his occupation was merely a militiaman, and he only had one basic skill. Despite this, he didn't seem weak at all. If he joined Great Qin Village and received various bonuses, Zhang Dahu's strength would multiply, and he would be more than capable of becoming a fierce general.

On the other side, the once peaceful Da Hu Village suddenly heard a notification in their minds, and the scene descended into chaos.

Fortunately, Zhang Dahu rushed back in time to pacify the populace, and the situation finally calmed down. However, they looked at Zhao Fu and his group with some fear; this was mainly because among Zhao Fu's three hundred soldiers, there were not only men clad in iron armor but also Goblins and Gnomes, and the native villagers were quite afraid of these alien races.

Zhao Fu arrived at the Village Chief Hall of Da Hu Village and checked its attributes. He was slightly disappointed; it was only of ordinary quality, and it seemed Da Hu Village had only recently upgraded to an intermediate village.

Da Hu Village was currently fifteen miles away from Great Qin Village, a rather long distance. Zhao Fu intended to incorporate all the residents of Da Hu Village into Great Qin Village to fill the population gap.

"Select Village Migration. Notification: Obtained 540 experience points!"

This migration provided the most experience yet. There was no helping it; this was an intermediate village. Downgrading an intermediate village to a primary one resulted in significant losses, but given how far away Da Hu Village was, Great Qin Village would be unable to react in time if anything happened, so migration was the only option.

Several hours later, Zhao Fu led this large group of people back to Great Qin Village. Upon witnessing the strength of Great Qin Village, the people of Da Hu Village were secretly pleased, as their safety was now guaranteed. Zhang Dahu, in particular, looked at how everything in Great Qin Village was so well-organized and developing in an orderly fashion, and his face burned with embarrassment; compared to Great Qin Village, his own Da Hu Village felt like a dog kennel.

With six hundred people added to Great Qin Village, the total population now reached 1,340. Considering the threat of the Orcs, Zhao Fu immediately performed a Class Transfer for another 300 soldiers, bringing his total commandable force to 600.

As for Zhang Dahu, Zhao Fu did not treat him poorly. He first let him perform his own Class Transfer, then gave him a Soul of Martial Refinement, a silver-quality broadsword, and a piece of blue-quality armor.

Having received so many benefits at once, Zhang Dahu was overjoyed, and his loyalty increased significantly.