Chapter 2: Corpses Can Also Be Looted!

"Surround them, leave no one alive."

Liu Lei, the centurion leading the troops, shouted.

Watching the bandit leader charging toward him, Liu Lei showed no panic. Instead, he gripped his saber with both hands and watched cautiously.

As a centurion, Liu Lei was a veteran of a hundred battles; he saw scenes like this often.

"You dog official."

"Die."

The bandit leader charged.

He raised his war saber and slashed down at Liu Lei.

Liu Lei raised his saber to block.

*Clang.*

A powerful force made Liu Lei’s arm tremble instantly.

"You are no ordinary bandit."

"Who exactly are you?"

With just one strike, Liu Lei sensed something was wrong.

"Go to the underworld and ask."

"Die for me!"

The bandit leader sneered, retracted his blade, and slashed at Liu Lei again.

The blade was sharp and ruthless.

It was clear at a glance that this wasn't the skill of an ordinary bandit; it looked more like the kind of combat training used for killing.

Liu Lei raised his saber to parry.

But the bandit before him was extremely sturdy and powerful, and Liu Lei found it difficult to hold his ground.

*Bang.*

The bandit leader kicked out, and Liu Lei was knocked to the ground.

"Dog official."

"Die for me."

The bandit leader wore a hideous grin, raising his saber to hack at the fallen Liu Lei.

"It's over."

Liu Lei’s eyes narrowed, despair welling up in his heart.

But just then!

*Whoosh.*

An arrow pierced the air.

*Squelch.*

It pierced directly through the bandit leader's chest.

This caused his swinging motion to falter.

However, the arrow didn't hit a vital organ. With a ferocious expression, he charged at Liu Lei again.

*Whoosh.*

Another arrow flew in.

This one accurately pierced the bandit leader's heart, passing straight through.

The saber in the bandit leader's hand dropped, and he fell backward, stiff and lifeless.

"Dead?"

Liu Lei looked at the scene, feeling the relief of surviving a disaster.

He immediately looked behind him.

He saw Zhu Ying running over quickly, holding a bow and arrow.

When he reached the bandit leader, Zhu Ying drew the saber from his waist and slashed down at the leader's head.

*Crunch.*

Blood splattered onto Zhu Ying’s face.

He was completely dead.

"Killed a Tartar centurion, gained 20 points in all attributes. First kill of an official-ranked enemy, rewarded with a common treasure chest." A prompt appeared before Zhu Ying’s eyes again.

But this time, Zhu Ying didn't show wild joy.

Instead, he couldn't hold it back.

"Damn it."

Looking at the bloody, mangled mess, Zhu Ying felt a wave of nausea, his expression quite tense.

Liu Lei, seeing this, felt both gratitude toward Zhu Ying and amusement.

"Greenhorn," Liu Lei chuckled.

He quickly stood up.

"All soldiers, listen to my orders."

"Surround and kill them, leave no one behind," Liu Lei shouted, continuing to command.

These bandits were already surrounded.

The government troops numbered a hundred, giving them a two-to-one advantage.

Soon, these vicious criminals were all slaughtered.

The ground was littered with corpses.

"Reporting to the centurion."

"All bandits have been executed, totaling forty-eight men."

"Our brothers lost four men in battle, with over a dozen injured."

A platoon leader hurried over to report to Liu Lei.

In the Ming Dynasty, military ranks were clearly defined.

A soldier was a soldier.

Above a soldier was a *xiaoji* (squad leader), commanding ten men.

Above the *xiaoji* was a *zongqi* (platoon leader), commanding fifty men.

Above the *zongqi* were the *shibaihu* (probationary centurion), *baihu* (centurion), and *qianhu* (thousand-man commander).

"Take the injured brothers down for treatment and tally the military merits," Liu Lei said calmly.

Having experienced bandit suppression many times, the panic of nearly dying just moments ago had subsided.

"Understood."

The two platoon leaders immediately took their orders.

Liu Lei walked over to Zhu Ying.

"Kid, what is your name?"

Liu Lei asked with a smile.

Zhu Ying stood up immediately, composed himself, and replied: "Subordinate is Zhu Ying, a recruit who has been in the army for less than two months."

"I can tell you're a recruit," Liu Lei said with a smile.

He stepped forward and patted Zhu Ying on the shoulder.

"This time, I owe it to your two arrows; otherwise, I would have died at the hands of that bandit."

"If you have any trouble in the army or don't understand anything in the future, feel free to come to me," Liu Lei said smilingly.

"Yes."

Zhu Ying bowed immediately.

"Go help clean up the corpses," Liu Lei said.

"Understood."

Zhu Ying took the order immediately.

However, at this moment, Zhu Ying was more concerned about his panel and the attributes he had just picked up from killing the enemy.

As Zhu Ying walked toward a bandit's corpse, his mind sank into the panel to communicate with it.

"Attribute panel?"

Zhu Ying tentatively communicated.

The next moment, a digitized panel appeared before Zhu Ying's eyes.

Host: Zhu Ying Age: 13 Strength: 180 points [One point corresponds to one jin of force.] Speed: 140 points [The higher the value, the faster the speed.] Physique: 95 points [The stronger the physique, the higher the defense and the faster the recovery from injuries.] Stamina: 88 points [The higher the stamina, the more tireless and energetic one is.] Spirit: 87 points [The higher the spirit, the clearer the mind.] Lifespan: 88 years Storage Space: 1 cubic meter

"It really wasn't a dream."

"I killed a few bandits just now, and all the attributes I picked up were added to me," Zhu Ying thought, feeling excited.

This was his capital for survival!

"There are so many attributes, and there's even lifespan. Does that mean I can pick up lifespan too?"

Seeing the lifespan column, Zhu Ying felt even more anticipation.

He regained his focus and calmed his mood.

Zhu Ying placed his hand on the corpse of the dead bandit on the ground.

The moment he touched it

"Picked up 5 points of physique." The panel prompted.

Seeing this, Zhu Ying’s face lit up: "Not only can I pick up attributes from killing enemies, but I can also pick them up from these corpses?"

"If that's the case..."

Zhu Ying was overjoyed.

He hurriedly touched the nearby bandit corpses.

"Picked up 5 days of lifespan." The panel prompted.

"I really can pick up lifespan."

"Does that mean I can become immortal?"

Zhu Ying’s heart was pounding.

The implications of this were enough to shake the world.

Immortality!

Countless emperors and great leaders throughout history had pursued this path in vain, but now, Zhu Ying had the opportunity.

"The Shen family."

"Thank you so much," Zhu Ying thanked them in his heart once more.

Then!

Zhu Ying didn't waste any time.

He ran directly to one bandit after another.

He touched the corpses directly.

"Picked up 5 points of strength."

"Picked up 5 points of stamina."

"Picked up 5 days of lifespan."

"Picked up 3 points of speed."

"Picked up 5 days of lifespan..."

One could see Zhu Ying running all over the bandit den.

Many soldiers watched in surprise.

"Isn't this kid a recruit? How is he so bold? He's checking every single corpse?"

"Haha, this kid is interesting."

"First time I've seen a recruit with such guts..."

The veterans watched Zhu Ying's actions and laughed one after another.

Because in their eyes, it seemed like Zhu Ying was making sure this nest of bandits was thoroughly dead, as if he were finishing them off.

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