Wounded Soldier Camp!

Hundreds of military doctors are busy.

The sound of wailing is constant within the camp.

After this battle.

The Qin Army didn't leave any survivors for the Wei Army, so there were no Wei Army to surrender. In that fire, they didn't even have a chance to surrender, as they were burnt by their own people.

Although the wailing in the camp was continuous,

all the military doctors were treating the wounded methodically, with clear divisions of labor.

Some were sterilizing blades by quenching them, some used strong liquor to sterilize, some were cutting and stitching wounds, and others were bandaging.

Each had a clear division of labor.

It was completely different from the first time Zhao Feng saw the wounded soldier camp.

Now the camp has a mature meaning, leading in the field of treating wounded soldiers for this era.

At this moment, Zhao Ying was also holding a sharp knife, extracting arrows from severely wounded soldiers in a coma.

As the chief, Zhao Ying was responsible for treating critically wounded soldiers in the camp.

While treating the wounded and saving lives, Zhao Ying was extremely serious.

When Zhao Feng entered the wounded soldier camp.

The surrounding military doctors and soldiers were ready to salute, but Zhao Feng gestured them off, indicating no need for ceremony, while his gaze fell on his sister.

At this moment, in Zhao Feng's eyes, Zhao Ying was extremely serious, without the playful demeanor she had in front of him, like a fairy saving people from fire and water.

"It seems."

"Ying'er's choice is correct, saving lives, the way of medicine." Zhao Feng also showed a smile on his face.

At this point.

Zhao Feng did not disturb his sister treating the wounded but quietly withdrew.

Why didn't Zhao Feng step in to treat the wounded?

Firstly.

It was wartime, and as the Shangjiangjun, he was responsible for commanding troops to destroy Wei, not treating the wounded.

To prevent more wounded from entering the camp, it depends on his command.

Secondly.

Now Zhao Feng had accumulated nearly a thousand Merit Points, which he had never used before. These Merit Points were enough for Zhao Feng to master his current Martial Techniques to perfection, or to directly exchange for thousands of Attribute Points, but Zhao Feng still held onto them and didn't use them.

"Settle the enemy-killing attribute collection."

After leaving the wounded soldier camp.

Zhao Feng returned to his tent and immediately gave the order.

"After the battle ends."

"Settle the host's subordinates' enemy-killing Attribute Points."

"The host's subordinates killed 42,039 people, collecting a total of 10,509 Attribute Points."

"Collected True Qi 1,349 points."

"Collected Strength 1,421 points."

"Collected Speed 1,123 points."

"Collected Constitution 1,374 points."

"Collected Spirit 1,345 points."

"Collected Lifespan 3,897 days."

"Congratulations host for breaking through 9,000 points in all attributes, rewarding with a First Tier Treasure Box."

"Congratulations host for breaking through 10,000 points in all attributes, rewarding with a Second Tier Treasure Box." The panel showed a notification.

All Attributes Enhanced.

Zhao Feng once again experienced a feeling of sublimation with a drastic surge in attributes, greatly increasing his strength.

This time.

All of Zhao Feng's attributes exceeded 10,000 points, causing his strength to soar.

With just a thought, Zhao Feng felt an extremely terrifying power in every move.

With one punch, without the need to boost with True Qi, the city gate would instantly shatter into pieces.

With just his physical body, he could crush a Martial Artist at the Grandmaster Realm Peak.

Of course, that would require such a Martial Artist to exist.

If he exerted his True Qi strength, he could battle a Great Grandmaster Peak.

However, as Zhao Feng currently understood, there seemed to be no existence of Martial Artists in this world, or maybe Zhao Feng just couldn't see them.

Everything requires reaching the level of a true strongman to see.

"Open Attribute Panel."

After the sublimation of breaking through in all attributes, Zhao Feng immediately opened his panel.

In front of his eyes.

Host: Zhao Feng

Age: 21 years

True Qi: 10,272 points (The stronger the True Qi, the more Dantian Vital Energy, and the more powerful the True Qi explosion, Grandmaster Realm Peak True Qi.)

Strength: 15,141 (The stronger the Strength, the greater the explosive force.)

Speed: 14,132 (The higher the number, the faster the speed.)

Constitution: 12,823 (The stronger the Constitution, the faster the injury recovery, continuous stamina, and quicker recovery of True Qi.)

Spirit: 11,834 (Spiritual power can extend to a hundred feet, cultivation can absorb a hundred feet of Void Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.)

Lifespan: 197 years plus [3,872 days]

Merit Points: 989 (Can convert to Free Attribute Points, can convert to Skill Points)

Portable Space: 199 cubic meters

Cultivation Technique: Dragon Elephant Scripture

"Judging from these attributes, if the True Qi increases by another critical point, it might reach the level of a Great Grandmaster's True Qi."

"Similarly, this is also the ultimate in cultivating the Dragon Elephant Scripture, and I have no subsequent cultivation method."

Looking at his current attributes, Zhao Feng couldn't help but think to himself.

When Zhao Feng first obtained the Dragon Elephant Scripture, it was indeed a powerful cultivation technique, but as Zhao Feng's full attributes increased, the benefits brought by this technique became smaller, and it was also about to reach its cultivation endpoint.

"The influence of the cultivation method on me is only that big, my strength increase still relies on collecting attributes."

"As long as there is warfare, my attributes can continue to be collected."

"Cultivation techniques only add a bit, and with good luck in the future, maybe I can obtain more."

However, coming back to his senses, Zhao Feng did not pay too much attention.

After all, Zhao Feng depended on collecting attributes to grow stronger from beginning to end. If relying on this cultivation method, Zhao Feng would not have achieved his current improvement.

"It's a pity."

"Most of the victory spoils from this battle were destroyed by the Wei Army's fire."

"Otherwise, the attributes collected this time wouldn't be limited to these."

"But it's not bad, collecting ten years of lifespan in one go." Zhao Feng also wore a satisfied smile.

At this time.

A sound of footsteps approached from outside the tent.

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