Chapter 1: First kill of the Tatars, attribute system activated!

May, the twentieth year of the Hongwu reign!

Daning Prefecture!

A dark patch of forest.

Over a hundred soldiers, clad in red armor and wielding sabers and long spears, spread out and cautiously approached the depths of the forest.

"Everyone, be careful."

"Veterans in front, recruits in the back."

"This group of mountain bandits is no pushover."

Walking in the middle, a Battalion Commander in armor and carrying a saber said in a low voice.

"Yes."

The many soldiers responded one after another.

The veterans held their sabers in the front.

The recruits held their bows and arrows in the back.

"Zhu Ying."

"Everyone has a first time."

"When you see the bandits later, don't worry about anything else; just aim your bow and arrow at the bandits' foreheads and shoot."

"Shooting one dead is one military merit."

In front of a recruit, a veteran reminded him kindly.

"Old Zhang, don't you worry."

"I'm not afraid."

A slightly immature-looking recruit responded immediately.

He was not old, looking only about fourteen or fifteen, still a youth, and he was quite handsome, appearing somewhat scholarly and weak.

Although he spoke calmly.

His expression was still somewhat tense.

After all, he had been enlisted for less than two months, and this was his first time on a battlefield to suppress bandits.

Although the laws of the Great Ming were strict and held great constraints over mountain bandits and evildoers, it could not withstand the vastness of the Great Ming Empire; no matter what kind of empire it was, there would be no shortage of people committing crimes.

There were even more who turned to banditry.

"Damn it."

"You surnamed Shen, you just wait for me."

"If I can go back in the future, you will be the first one I finish off."

Looking at the killing intent and eerie feeling permeating the forest at this moment, Zhu Ying also cursed inwardly.

Enlisting in the army?

This was not what Zhu Ying wanted; he had been framed into it.

In the current Hongwu era of the Great Ming, military service was hereditary; there were military household registrations, and recruits were only sought when there was a shortage of soldiers.

Zhu Ying was not a military household and originally did not need to enlist, but it was a coincidence that Daning Prefecture was recruiting new soldiers to quell banditry, requiring them to be sixteen years old. Zhu Ying was framed into it logically, and the key point was that Zhu Ying's age had not even reached sixteen; his information had been completely forged and entered into the military register.

However.

At this moment, besides cursing inwardly, Zhu Ying had no other way.

He could only stare ahead, holding his bow and arrow, cautiously advancing with the veterans in front of him.

Deep in the forest.

As Zhu Ying got closer.

He could see that there were more than a dozen thatched huts, as well as caltrops and wooden fences scattered inside.

Clearly, this was the lair of this group of mountain bandits.

When these hundred Ming soldiers approached.

"The imperial court's official army is here."

"Brothers, grab your weapons and slaughter these bastards."

"Kill."

"Kill these Ming army scums."

"Kill..."

At this moment!

A roar of anger came from inside the thatched huts.

First, more than a dozen arrows were shot from inside at the official army outside.

Head-on.

Several official soldiers were injured by the arrows before they could react, their arms and thighs pierced, blood flowing freely.

Wails immediately rang out in the forest.

"Damn it."

Zhu Ying cursed inwardly, also clearly knowing that this kind of bandit suppression was life-threatening.

"Archers."

The Battalion Commander shouted.

The thirty archers in the back, including Zhu Ying, immediately drew their bows and nocked arrows.

Aiming at the bandits inside the fence.

A volley of arrows was shot out.

"Ah... ah..."

Screams also rang out inside.

Several of the bandits' archers fell head-on.

"Archers, provide cover."

"Spearmen, follow me and kill."

"Spread out and surround them."

"Bandits, leave none alive."

The Battalion Commander shouted, drew his saber, and pointed.

"Kill!"

"Kill!!"

Over a hundred official soldiers roared.

Among them, seventy official soldiers holding long spears immediately charged out at these bandits.

In this kind of battle situation.

Weapons could be said to be strong for every inch of length.

"The official army has surrounded us."

"Fight them to the death."

The leading bandit shouted, waving his long saber.

Forty or fifty bandits around him immediately rushed out, engaging in close combat with the official army.

However.

The official army had the advantage of long spears and also had armor for protection; the moment they collided, it was a bloody slaughter.

Zhu Ying held his bow and arrow, his eyes locked on a bandit.

He pulled the bow with all his might.

With a 'whoosh'.

The arrow accurately hit a bandit, piercing through his throat; he struggled on the ground for a moment and then stopped moving.

"Killed one Tatar, gained 20 points of strength."

Suddenly, a prompt rang in Zhu Ying's ear.

Following closely.

Zhu Ying could clearly feel his strength increase a little.

"This is... my golden finger?"

Zhu Ying was stunned, then his heart jumped wildly, his face filled with ecstasy.

He had already been reborn into this Hongwu era of the Ming Dynasty for six years.

When he first arrived.

Zhu Ying had also fantasized about whether he had a golden finger, so that he could live a very comfortable life in this Hongwu era, not to mention becoming wealthy.

As for becoming an official, Zhu Ying had never thought about it.

This was the Hongwu era.

Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang was still alive.

Being an official was no different from seeking death; not only was the salary extremely low, but if something was not done well, Zhu Yuanzhang would not be polite.

Killing officials.

For Zhu Yuanzhang, that was a common occurrence.

Later generations had a saying that being an official in the Hongwu era of the Ming Dynasty was no different from having one's head hanging on one's belt.

Therefore, Zhu Ying had never thought about being an official.

Even enlisting in the army was a trap, intended to kill him.

But now.

Killing enemies to pick up attributes?

This made Zhu Ying's heart excited; he had the reliance to settle down and even take revenge.

Relying on this, Zhu Ying could not only quickly pick up attributes to become stronger, but also gain power and climb up in the army; one day when he returned to the Shen family, Zhu Ying would definitely make the Shen family pay the price.

Calming down.

The tension of Zhu Ying's first time on the battlefield suppressing bandits also calmed down, looking at those bandits, or Tatars, waving sabers and swords to fight with the official army.

In this Daning Prefecture, it bordered the Jianzhou Tatars.

These mountain bandits were inevitably a part of their plundering of the Great Ming.

Killing Tatars.

That was even more gratifying.

"Kill!"

Zhu Ying roared, pulling an arrow from the quiver on his back.

His eyes locked onto another bandit again.

He pulled the bow.

At this moment, having picked up 20 points of strength attribute, it seemed much simpler for Zhu Ying to pull the bow.

He released the arrow.

With a 'whoosh'.

The arrow pierced through another bandit again.

"Killed one Tatar, gained 20 points of strength." The prompt appeared again.

Zhu Ying felt his strength increase again.

"Shen family."

"You framed me into the army, letting me die at the hands of mountain bandits, but this time, I should thank you instead." Zhu Ying sneered inwardly.

The danger of the original enlistment had now become an opportunity for Zhu Ying.

"Brothers."

"Break out."

"The official army leader is there, follow me and kill." The bandit leader roared.

Waving his saber and rushing over, the bandits around him also followed one after another.

A bloody battle, a chaotic battle, mixed together.

Only to see the bandit leader waving his saber and slashing an official soldier.

With a swing of his saber.

Another official soldier was slashed to death by him.

Very fierce.

"Dog official, die."

The bandit leader roared.

He rushed straight towards the Battalion Commander.

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