Chapter 13: All Attributes Surpass 500! Another Treasure Chest!

"Kid Zhao."

"If we can survive this time, I'll drink with you to our heart's content," Wei Quan said loudly, looking around.

"Deal."

"To drinking to our heart's content!"

"Not just the two of us, but all our brothers!" Zhao Feng also laughed loudly, with not a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Brothers, center yourselves on me!"

"Kill one, and you've broken even; kill two, and you've made a profit!"

"Follow me and kill!" Zhao Feng roared.

"We will follow Centurion Zhao to the death!"

"Kill!"

The surrounding soldiers all roared back in unison.

Among them were not only common soldiers but also Hundred-Man Commanders and Military Marquises whose ranks exceeded Zhao Feng's. At this moment, they were all completely convinced by him, ready to share life and death.

The bond of comradeship and the brotherhood of the ranks were displayed to their fullest extent.

"Kill!!"

Zhao Feng charged out once more, his sharp blade slashing out, instantly cutting down several Han soldiers in front of him.

"Killed a Han soldier, gained 5 points of Strength."

"Killed a Han soldier, gained 5 points of Speed."

"Killed a Han soldier, gained 5 points of Lifespan."

"Killed a Han soldier..."

As Zhao Feng slaughtered his enemies, the panel notifications for attribute gains continued to pop up.

The many soldiers followed suit.

Like sharp blades, they charged fiercely toward the surrounding Han army, fighting with desperate courage.

It was at this very moment!

In the rear of the Han army.

The sudden sound of galloping hooves erupted.

Looking up!

Thousands of black-armored Qin troops had caught up from behind.

The vanguard consisted of nearly a thousand cavalry, followed by three to four thousand infantry armed with long spears.

Wang Yan led the charge. Seeing the Han army clashing with her logistics troops in front and the Han corpses scattered everywhere, a flash of surprise crossed her face; this was a situation she had not anticipated.

Her Great Qin logistics troops were actually capable of fighting the Han elites, and they had even managed to stall them here, preventing the Han army from advancing further.

"All troops, heed my command!"

"Leave none of the enemy alive!"

"Kill!"

Seeing this, Wang Yan immediately shouted loudly.

Instantly!

These four thousand true combat-ready Qin elite soldiers charged toward the Han army.

"General!"

"The Qin troops from the rear have caught up!"

A Han general reported in panic.

"How could they be so fast?"

"Damn it!"

"It is these cursed Qin logistics troops that have hindered our army for over an hour!"

"Has my strategy ultimately come to nothing?" Bao Yuan gritted his teeth, his face full of resentment.

But at this stage, Bao Yuan had no other choice.

"Engage them!"

Bao Yuan roared angrily.

The Han soldiers who were originally besieging the logistics troops quickly split their forces to intercept the Qin troops pursuing from the rear.

The two massive armies collided once again.

Seeing the Han offensive slow down as they turned to face the rear attack, Zhao Feng, who was within the encirclement, immediately sensed the change in situation.

"Brothers, reinforcements have arrived!"

"Follow me and kill!"

"We're going to live!"

Zhao Feng laughed loudly, shifting from defense to offense.

"Follow to the death!"

The surrounding logistics soldiers had long since cast aside the fear of death; they naturally followed Zhao Feng closely, launching a frenzied assault.

"Killed a Han soldier, gained 5 points of Strength."

"Killed a Han soldier, gained 5 points of Spirit."

"Congratulations, Host. All attributes have exceeded 500 points. You have obtained one Tier-1 Treasure Chest," the panel notified.

Zhao Feng felt as if his entire being was being sublimated; he grew stronger once more, and the fatigue from continuous killing vanished instantly.

Zhao Feng charged into the enemy ranks, shield in one hand and sword in the other, killing wildly.

The Han soldiers before him were like ants, easily crushed by Zhao Feng. Excluding his total attributes, his Strength had already exceeded 800 points; one could only imagine how powerful such strength was, and this was all gained through his combat.

By the end of this battle.

The number of Han soldiers who died at Zhao Feng's hands was countless.

This allowed Zhao Feng to jump from 300 attributes directly to over 500 in every attribute.

Under Zhao Feng's leadership, the hundreds of logistics soldiers—nearly all of whom were wounded—attacked frantically. Working in coordination with the reinforcements, they inadvertently formed an encirclement around the Han army.

The tide of battle had completely reversed.

"General!"

"The Qin troops are fierce, our troops are exhausted, and the Qin reinforcements have arrived."

"We may no longer be their match."

"I will escort you out, General, so we may plan our next move in the capital," a Han general shouted.

Before Bao Yuan could speak.

"Imperial Guard, heed my command! Escort the General out!" another Han officer roared.

Hundreds of Han soldiers immediately began escorting Bao Yuan in a retreat toward the east.

"Do not let Bao Yuan escape!"

"Cavalry, flank them!"

Seeing Bao Yuan attempting to flee, Wang Yan shouted loudly and swung her long spear.

She was the first to charge out, and the imperial guard cavalry beside her immediately surged forward to pursue Bao Yuan.

But at this moment.

Another person had already set their sights on the fleeing Bao Yuan.

"The general hiding in Yang City—this man's identity is high. Killing him will grant greater attributes and treasure chests."

Zhao Feng stared intently at the fleeing Bao Yuan on horseback, his eyes burning with fervor.

While killing enemies, he simultaneously closed the distance toward Bao Yuan.

"Heaven intends to destroy Great Han. My strategy was delayed by the Qin logistics troops; how can I face the King again?"

"Today..."

"I shall fight to the death here!"

Bao Yuan turned to look at his collapsing subordinates, his eyes filled with nothing but ash and resentment.

Then.

Bao Yuan pulled on the reins.

Looking at the charging Wang Yan, a look of suicidal determination rose in Bao Yuan's eyes.

"Han soldiers, heed my command!"

"The nation is falling, and the soldiers shall not remain!"

"Fight to the death!" Bao Yuan roared, drawing the sword at his waist. He turned his horse directly toward Wang Yan to meet her attack.

"We follow the General to the death!"

The imperial guards beside Bao Yuan immediately joined the fray.

"Capture Bao Yuan, and the crisis in Yang City can be completely resolved."

"Furthermore, I can report great merit to my father," Wang Yan thought to herself.

The two cavalry units collided violently.

"Bao Yuan!"

"Surrender and you may spare your life!" Wang Yan shouted, brandishing her spear.

"Since when has there been a little girl among the Qin ranks?" Bao Yuan sneered.

"I am Wang Yan, daughter of the Great Qin General, Wang Jian!"

"If you do not surrender, I will take your life!" Wang Yan shouted coldly, lunging at Bao Yuan with her spear.

Bao Yuan let out a cold laugh, which suddenly turned into a boisterous one: "Good, very good! The daughter of Wang Jian... if I kill you, I want to see how Wang Jian handles it!"

"All efforts to slay this general!"

With Bao Yuan's command.

The imperial cavalry beside him immediately charged at Wang Yan.

The two sides of cavalry engaged in a massive battle.

Soldiers were frequently knocked from their horses, dying at the hands of their enemies.

Bao Yuan waited for an opening. Seeing that Wang Yan had recklessly charged into his formation, Bao Yuan slapped his warhorse and lunged forward with his sword. The moment he drew close to Wang Yan, he seized an opening and thrust his blade.

"Not good!"

Wang Yan's expression changed. She violently used her spear to parry several Han spears and leaned back sharply.

She was thrown directly from her horse.

"Kill her!!"

Seeing Wang Yan fall from her mount, Bao Yuan let out a cold roar.