Chapter 51: Frenzied Slaughter! Zhao Feng Becomes the Target!

For the elite soldiers who truly understood Zhao Feng's strength, he was already a figure worthy of reverence.

But for most of the elite soldiers, Zhao Feng was still an enigma. In their eyes, he was a logistics officer who had been transferred to the front lines. The military exploits attributed to him seemed too fantastical, almost exaggerated.

After today, however, they witnessed his power firsthand.

Such strength was enough to warrant being called a war god.

Moreover, Zhao Feng led his troops by example, charging fearlessly into battle, which inspired deep respect from all his soldiers. Having such a valiant and fearless commander gave them immense motivation.

In addition, Zhao Feng's Luck Officer Seal subtly enhanced the morale and capabilities of his troops. Even with just a 10% boost, it made a significant impact on the battlefield.

Time passed amidst the bloodshed and slaughter.

Within Han's capital, the sounds of battle were unrelenting shouts, screams, and the clash of weapons filled the air.

Since the Qin army breached the city walls, the chaos had not abated.

Zhao Feng led his troops swiftly through the fray. Although the city had descended into utter disorder, under Zhao Feng's command, the organization of his Commandant Regiment remained intact. Five subordinate officers closely followed his lead.

Perhaps this cohesion was yet another benefit of the Luck Officer Seal, creating an intangible bond between Zhao Feng and his soldiers.

At the Final Line of Defense in Han's Outer City:

Here stood Cao Yi, the last Grand General of Han, personally overseeing the defensive position.

"They've finally arrived," he murmured.

Watching the defeated Han soldiers retreating in disarray, and the black-armored Qin soldiers surging forward under the moonlight, Cao Yi's face revealed a bitter expression.

By now, he knew that the outcome was decided. Han's defeat was inevitable.

"Soldiers of Han!"

"The moment of life and death has come!"

"I, Cao Yi, will lead you to live and die with the nation!"

"Pass my orders: Prepare to meet the Qin army! Archers in front, infantry in the rear. Any soldier who disrupts the formation will be executed on the spot!"

Cao Yi drew his sword and shouted with determination.

"We follow General Cao to the death!"

The thousands of Han soldiers behind him echoed in unison.

The panicked Han soldiers fleeing from the frontlines rushed toward the final defense line.

"Turn around and face the Qin army immediately! Any who approach the barricades will be cut down!"

A general beside Cao Yi shouted at the retreating soldiers, standing firm behind the barriers.

However, in the face of death, the terrified soldiers paid no heed and continued their frantic retreat toward the barricades.

Cao Yi watched coldly. Raising his hand, he gestured sharply.

"Release arrows!"

The archers behind the barricades immediately unleashed their volleys.

Swish, swish, swish!

Countless arrows rained down, striking the fleeing soldiers. Hundreds of Han soldiers fell in a bloody heap, victims of their comrades' arrows.

Although this act was brutal, it was the only way to maintain discipline among the Han troops. Allowing panicked soldiers to crash into the formation would only spell disaster for the defense.

"Turn back and fight the Qin army, or die here!"

Cao Yi bellowed, sword in hand.

Faced with the threat of death, the fleeing soldiers had no choice but to turn around and face their pursuers. A few continued to flee but were quickly cut down by arrows.

"Charge!"

Zhao Feng advanced without hesitation, shield in his left hand and Dragon Spring Sword in his right. Despite slaying countless Han soldiers, the blade of his divine weapon remained unstained by blood a testament to its mystical properties.

Under Zhao Feng's lead, his soldiers advanced swiftly. The retreating Han troops before them were quickly slaughtered.

"Fire!"

Cao Yi shouted as the Qin soldiers closed in.

Thousands of archers who had been lying in wait loosed their arrows in unison.

In the darkness, a storm of arrows filled the air.

Many Qin soldiers were struck down, collapsing into pools of blood.

Yet under Zhao Feng's command, the elite Qin soldiers remained fearless, pressing forward relentlessly.

Zhao Feng raised his shield to block the arrows while slashing through them with his sword. His speed was astonishing, allowing him to evade the chaotic rain of arrows with ease. To the Han soldiers, his movements were nothing short of ghostly.

As he reached the barricades, Zhao Feng acted decisively.

Boom!

With a powerful kick, a barricade was sent flying.

The wooden structure smashed into the Han archers behind it, crushing a dozen soldiers instantly.

"Enemy soldier slain. Gained 5 points of Strength."

"Enemy soldier slain. Gained 5 points of Strength."

The system prompts echoed in Zhao Feng's mind.

With the barricades destroyed, Zhao Feng turned his attention to his injured troops.

Without hesitation, he spun around and delivered another kick.

Boom!

Another barricade flew into the air, mowing down several more Han soldiers.

Repeating this tactic, Zhao Feng cleared the surrounding obstacles, creating an open path for his troops.

"Brothers!"

"The first merit of breaching Han's capital belongs to us. The glory of capturing the enemy general will also be ours!"

"Follow me and fight!"

With his Dragon Spring Sword raised high, Zhao Feng roared, his ambition laid bare.

His soldiers, equally fired up, shouted in unison:

"We follow the Commandant!"

"Kill!!"

Their spirits soared as they charged after Zhao Feng.

"Reform the lines!"

"Deploy the spearmen!"

Seeing the barricades destroyed and the Qin soldiers charging in, Cao Yi immediately ordered a reformation of the defenses.

Yet as he issued his commands, a pair of cold, murderous eyes locked onto him from the chaos.

"A commanding general of Han... His rank must be high. Killing him should yield full attribute points."

Zhao Feng's eyes glinted with excitement.

To him, enemy officers were prime targets. Their rank and associated fortune made them excellent sources of attribute points.

Without hesitation, Zhao Feng plunged into the Han formation, his gaze fixed on Cao Yi as he closed the distance.

His elite soldiers followed closely, cutting down any Han soldiers who dared to stand in their way.

"An enemy general with personal guards he must hold a high rank."

As Zhao Feng neared, he spotted the heavily armored guards surrounding Cao Yi. His excitement grew.