Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield - Chapter 588 - 243: Open the Treasure Chest! Massive Jackpot! True Strength Soars!
Chapter 588: Chapter 243: Open the Treasure Chest! Massive Jackpot! True Strength Soars!
Zhao Feng stared fixedly at the rapidly advancing Donghu King’s banner.
Charging forward on horseback.
No matter which country.
Armies have their battle flags, kings have their royal flags.
These can also be called commander flags.
In the Qin Army, there is merit for killing a general and merit for downing a flag.
Once a battle flag falls, it greatly damages the morale of the army.
The advancement of the battle flag signifies the advancement of the army.
At the rear.
Zhao Feng led his trusted aide in pursuit, Gongsun Guang led the frontier army in pursuit.
Even though the frontier army had not been reorganized, they all bore blood feuds with foreign tribes, and at this moment were also in a frenzied pursuit, frantically slaughtering the foreigners.
Meanwhile at the Northern Frontier.
Wei Quan led over fifty thousand Qin Cavalry in a frontal attack.
“Kill, kill.”
“Kill all the foreign scum.”
“Kill all these scum…”
The sounds of battle cries echoed throughout the borderlands.
Countless foreign tribe members died under the chaotic arrows, died under the long spear assaults.
“Great King.”
“It’s bad.”
“We’ve been attacked from both sides.”
“I will escort the Great King to break out.”
Wu Wu spoke in panic to the King of Donghu.
“Did I truly make a mistake?”
“Should not have recklessly launched an attack?”
Seeing himself trapped in a perilous situation, the King of Donghu felt some regret as well.
Earlier, he was completely blinded by anger and hatred, which led him to launch this attack regardless of everything.
However.
It seemed that in such circumstances, anyone would find it hard to remain rational, considering that his royal court and his tribes had been massacred by the Qin Army.
The entire Donghu was destroyed by Zhao Feng’s army, thrown into chaos.
If he did not lead his army for revenge.
The King of Donghu indeed had no account to give to his people.
But this act of deploying troops for accountability ended up as self-destruction.
“Great King.”
“Now is not the time to ponder.”
“Order us to charge out.”
“The Northern Frontier is vast, the Qin Army surely cannot encircle our forces.” Wu Wu said urgently.
The King of Donghu gritted his teeth and took out a token from his bosom.
“General Wu.”
“If I cannot break out.”
“Give this order to Hu’er, let him succeed as king and become the leader of our tribe.”
“Moreover, with this token, he can open our tribe’s treasure vault, which contains our hundred years of accumulation, enough for Hu’er to strengthen our tribe.”
“Tell Hu’er not to rush to avenge me, let him strengthen the tribe, and refrain from conflicting with Qin for a short period.”
The King of Donghu threw the Donghu King’s Order to Wu Wu while charging forward on horseback.
Wu Wu took it, his expression already turning pale.
“Great King, I will surely escort you out.” Wu Wu said through clenched teeth.
“Remember my words.” The King of Donghu shouted.
Then.
The King of Donghu raised his war saber and shouted loudly: “I am Donghu’s sinner, unable to avenge my tribesmen, even less able to kill all the people of Qin.”
“But as the king of Donghu, how can I flee.”
“Donghu warriors hear my command.”
“Follow me and kill all the people of Qin.”
“Kill.”
The King of Donghu roared.
He reined in his warhorse directly, turning to face the pursuing Qin Army.
“Sworn to follow the Great King.”
“Kill all the people of Qin.”
“Kill.”
“Kill all the people of Qin…”
Countless Donghu soldiers roared, following their King’s lead to fight against the Qin Army.
Seeing this scene.
Wu Wu’s face showed a trace of reluctance, but more of it was hatred towards Qin.
“Qin Country, Qin Army, Zhao Feng.”
“Remember.”
“Our tribe’s blood feud is far from over today.”
“One day.”
“Our tribe will surely bathe Qin Country in blood.”
Wu Wu roared in his heart.
He already understood that the Great King was seeking mutual destruction with the people of Qin, and the King’s Order given to him was to preserve Donghu’s strength, allowing the prince to succeed.
How could he not follow the last order of the King of Donghu?
“All soldiers hear my command, follow me and charge out.” Wu Wu shouted.
Leading his thousands of cavalry to charge north.
Hundreds of thousands of Eastern Hu Army scattered.
The entire border was already chaotic.
With sounds of battle everywhere, with slaughter everywhere.
“Slash!”
Zhao Feng raised his gun and swung it.
Sweeping outwards.
In front of him, a dozen foreign tribesmen were instantly devoured by the spear’s glow.
The Personal Guard Army followed behind, frantically killing the foreigners.
“Over there.”
At this moment!
Zhao Feng’s gaze locked onto the Donghu King’s banner, now less than a hundred yards away.
And beneath the banner, the charging figure of the Donghu King had already entered his view, surrounded by Donghu soldiers engaging in a fierce battle with the Qin Cavalry.
Both sides had men falling from horseback, both sides had men dying in battle.
But in this encircled battle situation, the Eastern Hu Army was already at the end of their strength.
“Kill!”
Zhao Feng shouted coldly.
Riding towards the Donghu King.
His trusted aides closely following.
Just within a few breaths.
The Tyrant Spear stirred.
The Donghu soldiers blocking the way were easily slaughtered, transformed into Zhao Feng’s attribute points, converted into Zhao Feng’s lifespan.
In the blink of an eye.
Zhao Feng had killed his way to within ten yards of the Donghu King.
“King of Donghu, Tuoba Zhuang.”
“I have been looking for you for a long time.”
Zhao Feng stared at the Donghu King, coldly smiling.
“Zhao Feng!”
Upon seeing Zhao Feng, even for the first time, the Donghu King recognized him at a glance.
“Your massacre of my royal court did not go in vain, seems you have quite the memory of me.” Zhao Feng smirked coldly.
“Kill him.”
“Kill him!”
The Donghu King roared, staring at Zhao Feng with utmost hatred.
“Kill!”
The most elite Donghu cavalry around the Donghu King charged towards Zhao Feng.
“Slash!”
Zhao Feng sneered coldly, waving his hand casually.
A streak of spear light swept out.
“Ah!!”
“Ah!!”
A series of shrill screams.
Dozens of foreign soldiers facing them were instantly swept away along with their horses, blood and flesh splattering, dying miserably in an instant.
With one strike.
Like a God of Slaughter.
“You… you…”
The Donghu King saw this scene, as if he had seen a ghost.
