Chapter 759

The battle at Shili Ting became Qian Fugui's unequivocal moment of glory.

When Chen Wuji found him, this kid was there hugging a Head Trophy and grinning foolishly.

Behind him lay piles of corpses.

The number of corpses wasn't large, just over a hundred, but piled together the visual effect was quite shocking.

"Put this thing down, will you? It's filthy!" Chen Wuji shouted.

Qian Fugui saw Chen Wuji coming and finally snapped out of his ecstatic excitement.

"My lord, a great victory, a great victory!"

He hugged that head trophy, so excited he struck a monkey‑running pose.

"I've seen it; we'll discuss why you did this later, but achieving such results truly opens my eyes—from now on your name, Qian Fugui, will shake the land and be etched in history!" Chen Wuji exclaimed excitedly, "But could you first toss that thing in your hand?"

Although he himself had crawled out of a pile of corpses, seeing Qian Fugui so affectionately clutching a head trophy still made him feel extremely awkward.

Freak!

Qian Fugui gave a hehe laugh, tossed the head trophy aside, and said, "My lord, this head trophy is worth money—it belongs to the Qiang people's Mo Ge, the supreme commander of the Qiang allied forces' front line. Lying behind him in a row are Linglu, Ang Nie, and Ba Liang; this bunch of bastards were still feasting there, and I wiped them all out in one sweep."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wuji couldn't help but feel exhilarated.

If that's the case, then it really does seem worth affectionately clutching.

Mo Ge, Linglu, Ang Nie, Ba Liang—this kid wiped out the Qiang front‑line command in one sweep.

"Was this battle so smooth because you destroyed their Zhongjun Camp?" Chen Wuji asked.

Qian Fugui nodded, "Pretty much, but when I led my troops in, the Qiang people had already begun to fall into chaos; though I only had Eight Hundred Cavalry, their confusion was far worse than I had expected."

"They trampled each other, which gave me the chance to reach their Zhongjun Camp smoothly!"

This actually matches what Xu Zengyi said.

He now indeed has a somewhat terrifying influence among the Qiang people.

After erecting so many victory monuments, we finally see the effect.

"Although you only have Eight Hundred Cavalry, you display the momentum of an 800,000‑strong army—how could the Qiang not fear?" Chen Wuji laughed heartily, "Who would have thought you'd dare charge the Daying of tens of thousands with just Eight Hundred Cavalry? I couldn't imagine it, and the Qiang even less so."

Qian Fugui immediately turned serious and said, "My lord, you need to hear my explanation on this."

"I wasn't aiming to raid the Qiang Daying; I was just chasing their Scout, and then I barged in. Seeing that, I thought it was bad and wanted to retreat quickly, but who knew they'd instantly fall into chaos, trampling each other and actually giving me the chance to raid their Zhongjun Camp."

"When I saw it, I knew we had to fight; then we fought, and the outcome was unexpectedly a victory."

Chen Wuji glanced over and said, "The excuse is barely passable, but it's still quite forced!"

"You've won such a great victory, letting me share in the glory and giving me a chance to leave my name in history; as for punishment, you decide it yourself—I grant you that authority."

"But that's enough; I don't want to see later a crowd imitating you, repeatedly sending hundreds of cavalry to raid enemy camps of tens or hundreds of thousands."

Qian Fugui gave a guilty glance at Chen Wuji and cautiously asked, "My lord, is fifty Military Staff still okay? I don't have the tough rear end of the Unmarked General—any more and I fear I won't be able to bear it!"

"Yu Ren's main force is still behind, and I still want to meet this guy."

Chen Wuji gave a slight nod, "Barely acceptable, though it's indeed quite forced."

"But you are today's undeniable hero; I certainly have to give you this face, right? Fifty Military Staff it is—after handling the battlefield affairs, go collect it yourself."

Qian Fugui gave a hehe laugh, clasped his fists firmly, and said, "Here!"

"You should start thinking about your Designation Number now, discuss it more with your subordinates—this sort of thing still requires hearing everyone's opinions."

Qian Fugui's poor scholarship really makes Chen Wuji doubtful.

If we take names like Thunder Army or Undying Army, will we actually use them or not?

Upon hearing this, Qian Fugui instantly brightened and said, "My lord, I've long decided on the Designation Number—it will be Mighty Tiger!"

Chen Wuji's mouth twitched slightly, "Is this Designation Number your own idea?"

"I can decide this with a single word; that bunch of kids have no cultivation worth looking at at all!" Qian Fugui said with absolute confidence.

Chen Wuji's mouth twitched slightly, "Do you think this Designation Number sounds good?"

"It sounds great!" Qian Fugui said with absolute certainty, "Mighty Tiger— a fierce beast of the mountains; taking Mighty Tiger as the number already sounds mighty."

Chen Wuji remained silent for a while, then slowly said, "How about this: later you talk with Mr. Xu; perhaps there's a title fiercer than Mighty Tiger. Mighty Tiger is fine, but it still lacks momentum—these two characters aren't enough to showcase the momentum of your Eight Hundred Cavalry breaking ten thousand."

"My lord, it's 160,000!" Qian Fugui corrected.

"Fine, 160,000—anyway, you should have a good talk with Mr. Xu." Chen Wuji said.

"Here!" Qian Fugui replied excitedly, "I'll go find Mr. Xu right now."

"Handle these nobles' Head Trophies first; there's no need to rush this moment." Chen Wuji called out to him, "These are all Military Merit—do you really intend to just toss them here?"

"Yes!"

Chen Wuji shook his head and turned to leave.

If nothing unexpected happens, this kid will surely remain excited for several days.

But that's understandable.

Anyone who achieves such feats will be excited.

He himself is actually unable to contain his excitement, merely forcing himself to stay calm.

After this battle, nothing is the same.

Before this, Chen Wuji's gaze had always been fixed on Nan Jun, and he couldn't help but keep it there.

But now he can finally look farther.

In the Qiang People's defeated and chaotic battlefield, after wandering around, Chen Wuji sent someone to summon Xi Leng.

"Xi Leng, assistant officer, there's a pile of Head Trophies over by the central command; later take a look and write down their clans' locations and populations." Chen Wuji glanced at Xi Leng with a faint smile, "You should know all the notable figures of those clans, right?"

Xi Leng's face turned slightly pale, "Reporting, Commander, most of them I do know."

Actually he had already taken a look around just now.

Apart from incredulous panic, everything else was relief.

This full 160,000-strong army suffered a defeat worse than their 50,000 troops, and was unexpectedly breached in the main camp by the Eight Hundred Cavalry.

Mo Ge, Linglu, and Ang Nie all died miserably; not a single one could escape.

Xi Leng had always thought he already held Chen Wuji in high enough regard, but each time his understanding was shattered.

Many things, he could not even imagine.