Ferocious Ox Strength

The surrounding soldiers exchanged glances.

Terrifyingly strong?!

Sheng Huai'an, with his pale face and slender limbs, looked more like a frail scholar. There was no way to tell how strong he was.

Seeing that Sheng Huai'an was unwilling to retreat to the rear, the veteran soldier spoke, "Go get him a good bow and ten arrows."

"Uncle, I want fifty arrows. Today, I'm going to hunt to my heart's content," Sheng Huai'an said with great spirit.

The veteran soldier was speechless. This guy's transformation was too fast. Just a few minutes ago, he was still trembling like a startled quail, utterly terrified.

Now, he was like a seasoned veteran of countless battles.

Although somewhat puzzled, the veteran soldier still said, "Go get him twenty arrows."

A soldier received the order and hurried to fetch the bow and arrows.

The others continued to hold their steel swords and long spears to defend, or they moved stones to smash down, killing and throwing off the enemy soldiers climbing the ladders.

The boiling golden sewage was also poured down in one go.

Anything to kill the attacking enemies would do.

Sheng Huai'an saw a few arrows shot by the enemy on the ground and immediately went over to pull them out.

"Not bad, still usable."

Pulling out the six arrows from the ground around him, Sheng Huai'an continued to shoot at the enemy with the worn-out bow.

"Swish!"

One arrow took a life, and his kill count increased by one.

Soon, all six arrows were used up, killing six Xiongnu soldiers.

This scene left the surrounding soldiers dumbfounded. Was this really not him playing the pig to eat the tiger?

You call this a levy soldier?!

What levy soldier looks like this, easily killing ten enemies without changing his expression?

His kill count increased to ten. A plus sign finally appeared behind "Ordinary Archer."

He could add points with one click again!

Sheng Hu'an didn't hesitate to add points. Ordinary Archer became Bronze Archer.

A large amount of Archer experience poured into his mind, and at the same time, his strength increased slightly.

After becoming a Bronze Archer, Sheng Huai'an felt terrifyingly strong.

The veteran soldier and the other surrounding soldiers looked at Sheng Huai'an with changed eyes.

With just a broken bow, he had killed eleven enemies. This archery talent was truly terrifying.

If he could obtain the heads of these eleven enemies, with this military merit, he could be directly promoted to Platoon Leader.

In the Great Wei Dynasty, a Squad Leader could command five soldiers, and a Platoon Leader could command ten soldiers.

The veteran soldier was a Platoon Leader, and the ten soldiers around him were under his command. Sheng Huai'an had also been assigned to his command.

Now that Sheng Huai'an, a prodigy archer, had appeared in the team, the veteran soldier felt the urge to protect him.

Soon, the soldier who went to get the bow and arrows returned.

"Kid, kill the enemy well and try to survive. Maybe you'll become a general in the future," the veteran soldier said with a smile.

After changing to the new bow and arrows, Sheng Huai'an tested it. It was good, much better than the old bow.

"To die for the country is to show a man's true colors. Uncle, watch closely. I'll send these Xiongnu brats to hell," Sheng Huai'an said as he nocked an arrow and drew the bow.

After becoming a Bronze Archer, Sheng Huai'an felt that his posture for nocking and drawing the bow had become much cooler.

"Swish!"

An arrow shot out, hitting the enemy soldier right between the eyebrows. He died in confusion.

Soon, the twenty arrows took the lives of twenty Xiongnu enemy soldiers.

By this time, some Xiongnu soldiers had climbed up, but they were all chopped down and thrown off the city wall by the defending soldiers.

Below the city wall, quite a few Xiongnu soldiers' corpses had already piled up.

Blood stained the city wall red.

But the Xiongnu soldiers below stepped on their comrades' corpses and continued to climb up fearlessly.

As long as the retreat drum had not sounded, the siege would not stop. Those who retreated without permission would be beheaded!

Their relatives would be demoted to slaves.

Therefore, the Xiongnu soldiers attacking the city would not take a single step back, even if they died.

After Sheng Huai'an ran out of arrows, he was ordered by the veteran soldier to rest.

The battle continued until noon, when the Xiongnu army finally beat the drums to signal their retreat.

The Xiongnu soldiers attacking the city also retreated like a tide.

This morning, the Xiongnu army failed to breach the city walls, leaving behind over a thousand corpses.

It's a shame this golden finger only grants killing points for enemies he personally kills, otherwise Sheng Huai'an would have taken off like a rocket.

The Xiongnu army hasn't retreated; it's clear today's battle isn't over yet.

Sheng Huai'an retreated to rest and checked the light screen.

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Cultivation Method: None

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Killing Points: 20

With twenty killing points, a plus sign appeared after Bronze Archer, but Sheng Huai'an wasn't in a hurry to add points.

Defending the city now, his experience as a Bronze Archer was barely enough.

He needed to consider learning martial arts. In this world, martial arts existed, and to survive on the battlefield, he had to become strong himself.

During the lunch break, everyone introduced themselves and got acquainted.

"I'm Sheng Huai'an, Sheng Shi Huai'an," Sheng Huai'an said.

"Sheng Shi Huai'an, not bad, not bad, a good name," the old soldier said, then sighed.

Sheng Shi (prosperous era)...

The northern border of the Great Wei Dynasty had been in constant conflict for years; who knew how many Great Wei soldiers' bones were buried there.

He also wanted to see what a prosperous era looked like.

"I'm Wang Wu," a rugged man spoke up.

"I'm Zhang Da Niu," said Zhang Da Niu, who was as sturdy as an ox.

"I'm Li Bu Si," Li Bu Si looked rather thin.

"Li Bu San!"

Li Bu San shut up after speaking. He seemed very aloof, and was also a bit tall and thin.

"He and Bu Si are brothers, biological brothers," Wang Wu said with a smile.

Sheng Huai'an almost dropped his jaw. Were these brothers' parents so casual with naming them?

Bu San Bu Si (Not Three, Not Four)!

"..."

After everyone had introduced themselves, only the old soldier hadn't spoken.

"Uncle, what's your name?" Sheng Huai'an asked curiously.

"The Platoon Leader is just called Old Soldier, he doesn't have a name," Zhang Da Niu said.

No name? Could there be a story behind it!?

"A name is just a designation," the old soldier said indifferently.

Sheng Huai'an scratched his head. This made him even more curious about the old soldier.

After getting familiar with everyone, Sheng Huai'an looked at the old soldier and said, "Uncle, are there any martial arts in the army?"

The old soldier looked at Sheng Huai'an, then said, "It's indeed time for you to learn some martial arts. Otherwise, with those skinny arms and legs, you'd be cut down by the Xiongnu bandits in two strikes."

"Uncle, why are you badmouthing me like that!?" Sheng Huai'an was speechless.

"You killed thirty-one enemies today, and you are now officially a member of our Anning Pass defenders. I can make the decision to pass on the martial arts practiced in the army to you."

Hearing the old soldier say there were martial arts, Sheng Huai'an was overjoyed.

"The martial art practiced by the Anning Pass defenders is called Ferocious Ox Strength. Once cultivated successfully, one can possess strength like a ferocious ox, with arm strength exceeding ten thousand jin," the old soldier said.

"I want to learn, I want to learn!"

"Alright, I'll teach it to you now!" the old soldier nodded.

Taking advantage of the time after lunch, the old soldier taught Sheng Huai'an the cultivation mantra and practice postures for Ferocious Ox Strength practiced in the army.

The old soldier only demonstrated the postures once, then asked Sheng Huai'an.

"How is it, did you remember it?"

Sheng Huai'an nodded: "I remembered."

How could he not remember? Ferocious Ox Strength had already appeared on the golden light screen.

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Cultivation Method: Ferocious Ox Strength (+)

Talent: Bronze Archer (+)

Slaughter Value: 20

"You really remembered it?" the old soldier asked, a little disbelieving.

"Really!" Sheng Huai'an nodded seriously.

The old soldier was a bit suspicious. He only looked at it once and remembered it all. Could Sheng Huai'an be a martial arts genius?

"Show me you practicing it once," the old soldier said.

"Okay!" Sheng Huai'an nodded.

Then, he directly added points. Instantly, a warm current spread throughout Sheng Huai'an's body. He felt filled with strength, capable of punching a cow to death.

At the same time, the memories and experience of cultivating Ferocious Ox Strength appeared in his mind as if by nature.

The Slaughter Value was directly consumed by ten points, and Ferocious Ox Strength immediately advanced to Minor Accomplishment.

Sheng Huai'an struck a pose and demonstrated the stances of Ferocious Ox Strength.

The old soldier and the other soldiers stared at Sheng Huai'an, dumbfounded.

Was this level of proficiency in practicing Ferocious Ox Strength truly from just one look?

Everyone looked at Sheng Huai'an as if he were a monster.

"You really only saw it once? You've never practiced it before?" the old soldier asked incredulously.

Sheng Huai'an nodded and said, "Yeah, is there a problem?"

"Monster!" Zhang Da Niu muttered softly.

"A once-in-a-million martial arts genius?" Li Bu Si also chimed in.

"I feel like we're all useless," Wang Wu said self-deprecatingly.

When they first joined the army, they had practiced for two and a half months before they barely managed to learn the body-refining stances of Ferocious Ox Strength.

Everyone looked at Sheng Huai'an as if he were a monster.

Ferocious Ox Strength's body-refining stances needed to be practiced with accompanying incantations to be effective.

Sheng Huai'an touched his nose. How to explain it? With a golden finger, wasn't he a monstrous genius?

This northern border battlefield was simply perfect for him.

He then looked at the golden light screen:

Name: Sheng Huai'an

Race: Human

Realm: Martial Disciple Early Stage

Cultivation Method: [Ferocious Ox Strength(Beginner)]

Strength: 300 jin

Talent: Bronze Archer

Slaughter Value: 10

The golden light screen displayed the Realm and Strength columns. Sheng Huai'an had directly transformed from an ordinary person into a martial cultivator at the Martial Disciple Early Stage.

"Uncle, are there realm divisions for cultivating martial arts?" Sheng Huai'an asked.

"There are certainly realm divisions," the old soldier replied, nodding.