Chapter 34: Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, Wang Jian arrives!

“What is meant by 'changes in the heat of battle'?”

“You all have experienced more battles than I have, so there is no need for me to elaborate on the shifts of the battlefield.”

“There are no such things as foolproof combat techniques. There is only training, day in and day out—stabbing, cutting, hacking. All combat arts are mastered through practice, and they can be applied on the battlefield.”

“To summarize.”

“Sweat more in peace, bleed less in war.”

Zhao Feng spoke loudly.

Regarding the techniques of battlefield combat, Zhao Feng truly had nothing more to say. Everything lay in the "changes in the heat of battle." His success in combat was due to his attributes far exceeding those of his enemies; a casual strike from him possessed the strength of a fierce tiger. How could an ordinary person contend with that?

Furthermore, his speed was several times faster than that of an average person.

Currently, Zhao Feng's attributes exceeded six hundred. Once they broke one thousand, he would be able to fight his way through ten thousand troops; taking his life would be virtually impossible.

Unless he were caught under a rain of arrows, but such a situation should be impossible within the Qin army—after all, the most terrifying aspect of the Qin army was their archery.

“Sweat more in peace, bleed less in war!”

Hearing these words, Wang Yan and her many military lords all wore expressions of deep contemplation.

But in an instant, it was as if they had a sudden realization.

“Well said,” Wang Yan said with a look of admiration.

“Sergeant Zhao is incredibly brave; I did not expect him to understand the ways of training an army as well,” Zhang Han also remarked with admiration.

“It seems Sergeant Zhao was training silently even while in the logistics corps; otherwise, he would not possess such formidable skills.”

“Indeed.”

The various military lords spoke up one after another, filled with respect for Zhao Feng.

Noticing the increasingly fervent gazes of the surrounding soldiers, Zhao Feng immediately said, “I only came by to take a look today, not to do anything specific. You all should head back to your drills.”

“Military Lord Wang, I shall take my leave.”

Then, Zhao Feng gave Wang Yan a nod and turned to walk out of the camp.

“Dismissed!”

Wang Yan shouted, then quickly hurried after him.

Seeing Wang Yan catching up, Zhao Feng asked in confusion, “Why are you following me?”

“Where are you going?” Wang Yan asked.

“It is almost dark; naturally, I am returning to my quarters to rest,” Zhao Feng replied honestly.

“I have already prepared quarters for you. Follow me,” Wang Yan said.

Zhao Feng glanced at Wang Yan and replied with a hint of refusal, “I will return to the infirmary; there are beds there.”

“The infirmary is full of wounded men; don't go bothering them. Besides, this batch of wounded has already been treated, and you have no wounded left to tend to. I have already spoken with Master Chen; for the time being, you will stay in the main combat camp to await Wang Zhao,” Wang Yan said, staring intently at Zhao Feng.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng turned around, sized Wang Yan up from head to toe, and then said, “You don't have any ulterior motives toward me, do you?”

A flash of annoyance crossed Wang Yan's fair face, and she said irritably, “Only a fool would have ulterior motives toward you.”

As she spoke, Wang Yan directly took Zhao Feng's hand and led him toward a certain part of the military camp.

Setting aside his past life, this was the first time in this life that Zhao Feng had been held by a girl.

Soon, guided by Wang Yan, they arrived at a palace-like structure deep within the military camp.

“You will stay here while waiting for Wang Zhao,” Wang Yan said, looking at the building before them.

“I'll stay, but first, let go of my hand,” Zhao Feng teased.

Wang Yan turned her head and realized she was still gripping Zhao Feng's hand tightly, as if afraid he might run away. Coming to her senses, her fair face flushed red, and she immediately let go.

“Stay here for these few days. Do not leave the camp.”

“I have already issued orders; you are forbidden from leaving.”

“I will bring your food every day.”

“And...”

“My name is Wang Yan. The 'Yan' in 'smiling brightly'.”

Wang Yan gave Zhao Feng a shy glance and then ran off quickly.

In that moment, the martial ferocity of the female general on the battlefield vanished, replaced by that of a young girl experiencing her first crush.

Watching her retreating figure, Zhao Feng had a strange expression and muttered to himself, “Could this girl actually have taken a liking to me?”

Although Zhao Feng was a virgin in this life, he had dated several women in his previous life. Whether he counted as a novice or not was debatable, but he could tell at a glance from Wang Yan's shyness that she was interested in him.

“The ancients say that a life-saving debt should be repaid with one's person.”

“Could she really have fallen for me because of that?”

“Wang Yan... it's a nice name. Though, while she is fair-skinned, she doesn't seem all that beautiful.”

“Besides, she is the daughter of a High General. Even if she likes me, her father won't agree so easily. Our backgrounds don't match; we are not of equal social standing,” Zhao Feng thought privately.

Immediately after, Zhao Feng stopped overthinking and pushed open the door to the palace before him.

“In all my life, this is the first time I've stayed in a palace like this.”

“When I go home in the future, I must build an even larger one for Mother.”

Walking into the hall, he found it extremely spacious, furnished with a bed and even bronze mirrors, which were common in this era.

Clearly, this had originally been the palace of a Korean general, but it now belonged to the State of Qin.

On the other side, after running away, Wang Yan returned to her own quarters. Closing her door, the flush on her face had not yet fully faded.

“That rogue... how can he speak so flippantly?”

“But... but he is so intriguing.”

“Just what kind of person is he?” Wang Yan murmured to herself, her eyes filled with curiosity about Zhao Feng.

***

Time flew by!

Seven days later!

Outside Yangcheng!

Li Teng led a group of generals to stand outside the city gates to receive guests, and Wang Yan was naturally among them.

After waiting for a long time, a group of black-armored cavalry appeared outside the city, escorting a middle-aged general who was not wearing battle armor.

Many generals in the Lantian camp were no strangers to this middle-aged general. Seeing him, the faces of Li Teng and the other waiting generals filled with awe and respect.

The middle-aged general was the High General of Great Qin, Wang Jian.

“We welcome the High General!”

Li Teng led his subordinates in bowing and shouting in greeting.

Looking at the generals waiting outside the city, Wang Jian waved his hand, but his indignant gaze fell upon Li Teng.

“This subordinate is guilty.”

“I beg the High General to punish me.”

Li Teng did not dare to straighten his back.

“Hmph.”

Wang Jian gave a cold snort. After a brief glance, he did not make a scene there: “Enter the city!”

“Yes!”

With a terrified expression, Li Teng hurriedly stepped aside to lead the way.

Wang Jian rode his horse forward, slowly heading into the city.

Before long, they arrived at the main hall of the military camp within the city!

“Li Teng.”

“Do you know your crime?” Wang Jian asked coldly.

“This subordinate knows his crime,” Li Teng replied immediately.

“Because of your greed for merit and reckless advancement, ten thousand logistics troops were lost. Because of your negligence, our grain supply route was nearly cut off by the enemy, affecting Great Qin's progress in destroying Han.”

“This crime is entirely because of you!” Wang Jian shouted, staring intently at Li Teng.