Chapter 12: Make the Most of Every Moment to Pick Up Attributes!

Once the statistics for the Centurion Company's military merits were finalized.

The surrounding soldiers looked at Zhu Ying with eyes full of awe.

Such combat results, such ferocity.

How could they not respect a comrade who had just experienced life and death together?

These were military merits earned through actual, life-risking combat.

"Zhu Ying, you aren't injured, are you?"

Liu Lei stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Just some minor wounds, nothing serious," Zhu Ying replied with a smile.

Throughout the charge, even though Zhu Ying's attributes had already surpassed that of an ordinary person, injuries were unavoidable. At this moment, there were blade marks on his back, chest, and arms, and a broken arrow was lodged in his left arm.

However, due to Zhu Ying's extraordinary constitution, these wounds had already scabbed over, and the bleeding had stopped quickly.

Seeing Zhu Ying's condition, Liu Lei immediately said, "Wait here, I'll go call a military doctor for you."

"Thank you, Centurion," Zhu Ying replied immediately.

Afterward.

Zhu Ying sat down on the spot and looked at his attributes, feeling excited in his heart; he had truly made a massive profit this time.

Fifty-eight enemies killed.

The total attributes gathered exceeded a thousand points, including lifespan.

"Attribute Panel." Zhu Ying opened his attribute panel.

What met his eyes

Host: Zhu Ying

Age: 14 years old

Strength: 489 points [One point corresponds to one jin of force.]

Speed: 432 points [The higher the value, the faster the speed.]

Constitution: 351 points [The stronger the constitution, the stronger the defense and the faster the recovery from injury.]

Endurance: 345 points [The higher the endurance, the more continuous the energy and the more abundant the physical strength.]

Spirit: 332 points [The higher the spirit, the clearer the mind.]

Lifespan: 88 years, 578 days

Storage Space: 3 cubic meters

After this battle.

It could be said that all of Zhu Ying's attributes had seen an incremental increase.

He had gathered nearly two years of lifespan.

Other attributes had increased by over two hundred points.

"With my current attributes, I could fight my way out even if surrounded by a hundred men."

"The battlefield is dangerous, but it is the foundation for me to gain official rank and power."

"There are still so many corpses on the battlefield; I'll go pick up attributes later. I'll take as much as I can; even a mosquito's worth of meat is still meat," Zhu Ying thought to himself.

A short while later.

A military doctor was brought by Liu Lei.

"Zhu Ying, quickly take off your clothes and let the doctor treat your wounds," Liu Lei said immediately.

"Thank you, Centurion."

Zhu Ying thanked him.

Then, he hurriedly removed his upper armor and clothing.

Instantly!

The dozen or so scabbed wounds on his body looked quite gruesome.

"You kid truly walked through the gates of hell."

Looking at these shocking wounds, even Liu Lei couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

"I was lucky; the King of Hell didn't want me," Zhu Ying replied with a smile.

"Little brother, you are truly lucky to have survived," the military doctor remarked with emotion upon seeing the wounds.

Seeing the arrow in Zhu Ying's arm, the doctor added, "Removing the arrow might be a bit painful, little brother, please bear with it."

"It's fine, the arrow didn't hit anything vital. Do as you see fit, doctor," Zhu Ying said smilingly.

"Mm."

The doctor nodded.

He took out a small knife and began to dig out the arrowhead for Zhu Ying.

Liu Lei watched anxiously from the side, even leaning closer to Zhu Ying, yet Zhu Ying didn't even let out a cry. By the time the arrow was removed and blood flowed, it quickly stopped and scabbed over on its own.

The military doctor was also secretly amazed.

"Little brother, your constitution is truly remarkable; the bleeding stopped so quickly," the doctor said.

"Perhaps so," Zhu Ying chuckled.

His constitution attribute was now more than three times that of an ordinary person. The constitution naturally brought stronger recovery—in modern terms, faster healing and faster blood production.

The doctor did not dally, quickly bandaging Zhu Ying's wounds and applying medicine to all the other injuries.

"All done."

"This little brother looks like he has many wounds, but the bleeding has stopped; there is no major issue."

"I shall take my leave now," the doctor said to Liu Lei.

"Thank you for your trouble," Liu Lei replied.

Once the doctor left.

"You're really going to strike it rich this time, kid."

"The merit of slaying a general and capturing a flag, plus killing so many Tartars."

"Perhaps before long, I will have to call you 'Excellency'."

Looking at Zhu Ying, Liu Lei spoke with great emotion.

Although he had seen Zhu Ying's bravery on the battlefield and knew he had saved his life in the bandit camp, he hadn't expected Zhu Ying to be this fierce.

"The Centurion overpraises me," Zhu Ying replied immediately.

"Zhu Ying."

"I know you want to rise in rank, but do not be too reckless."

"The battlefield is full of perils; even a veteran of a hundred battles cannot avoid hidden arrows forever."

"You are still young; there will be plenty of opportunities," Liu Lei said earnestly.

He naturally saw the underlying reason for Zhu Ying's frantic life-risking and his madness in killing enemies.

After all, he knew Zhu Ying had been tricked into joining the army and had even falsified his age.

"Thank you for the reminder, Centurion."

"I understand," Zhu Ying nodded with a smile.

Zhu Ying was naturally aware of Liu Lei's concern.

But when he thought of the Shen family and how they intended to drive him to his death, only hatred filled his heart.

To deal with the Shen family in the current Hongwu era, where the laws were strict, brute force alone would not suffice; one had to possess power. As long as he held power in his hands, Zhu Ying could easily destroy them.

"Get some good rest."

"I'm going to check on the other brothers."

"I reckon the subsequent fighting won't require our infantry anymore," Liu Lei said with a smile.

Zhu Ying nodded, his gaze shifting toward the many corpses on the battlefield.

The logistics troops had already begun entering to clear the area.

The longer it took, the more attribute points he would lose.

Thinking of this.

Zhu Ying immediately stood up, gripped his blade, and began to wander through the piles of corpses.

On one hand, he used his hands to touch them and collect attributes; on the other, he acted as if he were checking to see if any Tartars were playing dead to clear them out.

"Collected 1 point of Strength."

"Collected 3 points of Speed."

"Collected 5 days of Lifespan."

"Collected 3 points of Constitution..."

As Zhu Ying moved through the battlefield, he happily collected attributes to strengthen himself.

...

Night fell!

The camp was established.

The logistics troops had already prepared sufficient food to be delivered.

As an army during the Hongwu era, their combat strength was exceptional, and naturally, they did not lack pay or grain.

Since the disposal of Hu Weiyong, the army's rations and wages had been personally overseen by the current Crown Prince, Zhu Biao, so the military was never treated harshly.

Inside the main camp!

A group of officers gathered.

Chen Heng and Liu Zhen sat facing each other.

"I heard you were almost killed by the Tartars this time?" Liu Zhen looked at Chen Heng with a smile.

"You have the nerve to say that? If you hadn't sped up the encirclement, how could I have been surrounded?"

"Fortunately, a brother in our army saved me, otherwise I really would have gone to see the King of Hell," Chen Heng cursed irritably.

"Heaven and earth be my witness, I moved at the fastest speed possible this time," Liu Zhen said with a helpless expression.

"Fine."

"Winning this battle is what matters," Chen Heng wasn't truly angry.

Ultimately.

The speed at which Liu Zhen led ten thousand troops to encircle the enemy was not slow.

In the end.

They had simply underestimated the combat strength of these Jianzhou Tartars.