Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

”The surrendered soldiers now form the Penal Battalion, and their morale is high. Have you not seen?” Zhao Feng replied with a casual smile.

”Their morale is high during training, yes, but if the Wei Army attacks as you predict, General, we will be facing hundreds of thousands of their soldiers. In a critical moment, I fear they truly cannot be trusted,” Zhang Han said gravely.

”Don’t worry,” Zhao Feng said coldly. ”If I dare to use them, then I am not afraid of them. Should they dare to cause trouble, kill them. This is their only chance. If they waste it, they will have no one to blame but themselves.”

Zhao Feng was well-versed in history and knew that Heavenly Destiny was with Qin. He also knew the results of using a Penal Battalion.

There were over fifty thousand surrendered soldiers. If they seized this opportunity to kill the enemy and achieve merit, they could shed their slave status and become true soldiers, with a chance to one day reunite with their families. But if they dared to turn back in battle and betray Qin again, their entire families would be exterminated. To choose the latter would be their own doing.

”General, all the surrendered soldiers have been escorted to the barracks,” Tu Sui reported, approaching Zhao Feng.

”Let’s go. To the barracks,” Zhao Feng said immediately.

「Inside the army camp.」

Twenty-three thousand surrendered soldiers were gathered on the training field, surrounded by Sharp Warrior archers of the Qin Army. Mixed among them were also unarmored members of the Penal Battalion. Following Zhao Feng’s order, the entire army had prepared for war. All Sharp Warriors were fully armored and armed, ready for combat, just waiting for the Wei Army to dare an attack.

”I am Zhao Feng, Deputy General of Qin,” his resonant voice spread across the training field, echoed by the Sharp Warriors until it reached every man. ”By royal decree, I am tasked with defending Wei City.”

”I won’t waste words. Do you see the soldiers surrounding you? Among them, are there not your former brothers-in-arms?”

Hearing this, many of the Han surrendered soldiers couldn’t help but look at the Sharp Warriors guarding them.

Sure enough, many immediately recognized former acquaintances. But unlike their own dejected and weak aura, their old comrades were filled with vitality, all of them dressed in Qin Army uniforms and armed with Qin weapons.