[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut":3,"chapter-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-103":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting from the Battlefield: Gathering Attributes to Build the All-Heavens Ming Dynasty",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2341910,4577,"Chapter 103: Lin Fu: My Young Master Has Truly Become a General, and","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-103",103,"\u003Cp>Liaodong City!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the General’s Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grand Marshal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One hundred thousand elite troops are ready, awaiting your command, Grand Marshal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alishili respectfully reported to Naha Chu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Ming army’s offensive is fierce, with forces exceeding two hundred thousand. Even though we still have nearly two hundred thousand troops, most are scattered guarding posts. The Ming forces have split into two columns; if we continue this passive defense, Liaodong will surely fall.” Naha Chu’s face was grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s why the Grand Marshal has spared no effort to mobilize troops for a counterstrike,\" Alishili said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naha Chu nodded heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then stepped slowly to the map of Liaodong beside the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This time, the Ming have appointed Feng Sheng as Grand General, with Lan Yu and Fu Youde as deputies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fu Youde is now leading his army toward Jincheng, advancing straight for Gaizhou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lan Yu’s target is clear—he’s heading straight for Tieli.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To break this crisis, we must destroy one of these two Ming columns. Only then can we turn the tide.” Naha Chu spoke in a low, heavy tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grand Marshal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve begged for reinforcements for so long—why hasn’t His Majesty sent any?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alishili’s face showed deep worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reinforcements.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will not come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naha Chu sighed, his expression filled with helplessness: “Even if His Majesty wishes to send aid, the court is filled with opposition. They believe Yuan’s hold on the northern frontier is enough—that we should abandon Liaodong entirely. Maintaining it drains vast wealth and forces us to constantly guard against the Ming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Liaodong stands alone, unsupported.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unless we rely on ourselves, Yuan will send no aid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alishili’s face darkened with anger: “Can those men be so blind? If Liaodong falls to the Ming, do they think the northern frontier will remain safe? Do they believe the Ming won’t launch a northern campaign?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps this is what the Han people mean—those seated high in the halls of power know nothing of the people’s suffering.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, we must rely on ourselves.” Naha Chu sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This battle,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we can hold Liaodong, Yuan may still survive in the Central Plains, and the Ming will dare not launch a northern campaign. But if Liaodong falls, all is lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our Yuan dynasty may vanish entirely.” Naha Chu spoke with the clarity of one who sees the tide of fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Grand Marshal, how could he not know the true state of the Yuan court?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All along,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Ming emperor’s ambition was boundless—he sought nothing less than the complete annihilation of Yuan, the seizure of all former Yuan territories, and the restoration of Han glory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liaodong was a thorn in the Ming’s side. As long as it stood, the Ming could not launch a northern campaign. Thus, the Yuan’s true power brokers had enjoyed peace, secure in their lofty halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Naha Chu had his own plans, he could only gradually strengthen Liaodong and remain vigilant against the Ming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, in this crisis,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naha Chu had few choices left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your humble general vows to follow you to death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alishili knelt on one knee before Naha Chu, his face solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This time, I can rely on no one but you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These one hundred thousand troops—I entrust them to you.” Naha Chu spoke gravely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am at your command, Grand Marshal.” Alishili replied at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rise, General.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naha Chu helped Alishili to his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he raised his finger toward the map before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here—Tieli City.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It is the logistical hub of Liaodong. From this center, all cities—Jincheng, Kaiyuan, the entire Liaodong region—are connected.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am certain Lan Yu’s target is Tieli.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He will attack with full force, aiming to sever Liaodong’s central command and isolate our cities from one another.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fu Youde’s target is Gaizhou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I intend to use Tieli as bait—to lure Lan Yu in and annihilate him.” Naha Chu’s eyes gleamed with cold calculation, as if endless strategies unfolded within them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alishili immediately said: “Grand Marshal, Lan Yu commands nearly one hundred thousand troops—how can we destroy them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Moreover,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Danning frontier troops are also in this Ming force, numbering no less than fifty thousand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To swallow them whole is difficult.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naha Chu sneered: “Tieli is the bait. To swallow them, we must make Tieli the center.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If this plan succeeds, we will crush the Ming’s momentum, break their edge, and preserve Liaodong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General Alishi, this battle rests on you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These one hundred thousand elite troops are Liaodong’s last hope—and the limit of what we can mobilize.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huizhou City!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guesthouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So long without word—perhaps we were mistaken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer spoke slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her delicate face was filled with worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s assume we’re right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What if we’re not?” Lin Fu sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Lin Fu had already prepared for the worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen war before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back when the Ming had not yet been founded, the land was chaos—everywhere slaughter, corpses littering the soil of Shenzhou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu had witnessed such cruelty firsthand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real battlefield would be even more brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Young Master… perhaps… perhaps he was already…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu’s heart ached with grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet within him burned hatred for the Shen family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me ask you one thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If… if the Young Master truly died on the battlefield…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I seek vengeance against the Shen family—what will you do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu stared at Shen Yuer, his voice strained with inner conflict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Shen Yuer had received little kindness from the Shen family, she bore their name—and was Shen Wansan’s daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Lin Fu, his Young Master was everything. The old mistress had personally entrusted Zhu Ying to him. If the Young Master was dead, no matter how lowly he was, Lin Fu would seek vengeance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At any cost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Lin Fu’s question,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer lifted her head without hesitation: “I will stand with you, Lin Bo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuer,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Shen Yuer said no more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She simply rolled up her sleeves—her arms covered in old whip scars, mangled and raw, her thin frame a testament to the suffering she endured in the Shen household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In the Shen household, I was less than a common maid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To them, I was nothing but a slave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All these years, only Zhu Ying treated me with true kindness. If they’ve killed him, then I will go with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer smiled bitterly, yet her eyes burned with unwavering resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the young master knew your heart, he would be very happy,” Lin Fu said with deep emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A knocking sound came from outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone’s here,” Lin Fu said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately walked forward to open the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The inn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was government property.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every day, meals were delivered to their door; Lin Fu and Shen Yuer had stayed here a long time and were used to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet each time they opened the door, they still felt anticipation and unease—they hoped for news from Zhu Ying, yet feared it might be bad news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very moment Lin Fu opened the door,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a servant suddenly drew a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed straight at Lin Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Danger!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu’s face changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt backward sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he shouted loudly: “Assassin! Assassin…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cry spread instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Escape through the window!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu shouted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer’s face paled as she turned toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four men dressed as servants each drew short daggers and rushed into the room—two charged at Lin Fu, the other two headed straight for Shen Yuer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None spoke a word; their murderous intent was palpable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their clear goal: kill both of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with this situation,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu and Shen Yuer could only dodge and weave through the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four assassins followed closely behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuer, escape quickly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed a chair from the floor and hurled it at the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>CRASH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The window shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo!” Shen Yuer’s face filled with worry; she immediately picked up a chair and moved to rescue Lin Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this critical moment—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap-tap-tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap-tap-tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flurry of footsteps and the clatter of armor approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of Ming soldiers in battle armor appeared—when they saw the four assassins inside the room,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their officer’s face turned pale and he barked: “Save them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers surged into the room, drawing swords to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With overwhelming superiority,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>three of the four assassins were killed on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was captured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Battalion Commander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This assassin poisoned himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the soldiers moved to bring the captured assassin forward, he spat black blood and collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s a death disciple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Battalion Commander stared, even more astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death disciple!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout history, such men were not rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to come here, to this inn, and kill—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was audacious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu and Shen Yuer were pale-faced; had these soldiers not arrived just in time, they would have been killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo, are you alright?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han hurried forward, concerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Xiao Han, Lin Fu’s terror slowly faded, replaced by hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han nodded firmly, a smile spreading across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I met General Zhu,” Xiao Han said at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And he… he…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu was anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, when Xiao Han mentioned General Zhu, Lin Fu had not believed he was his young master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, he still didn’t believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo, General Zhu is your young master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The hero of our Danning frontier troops is your young master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“His identity is confirmed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han said, voice trembling with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu and Shen Yuer exchanged glances, eyes wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both wore expressions of disbelief, even shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is this possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My young master became a general?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That can’t be.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In less than a year, even if my young master achieved great merit, how could he become a general?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My young master was just an ordinary man—how could he become a general?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu’s mind churned, utterly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhu Ying became a general!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer’s mind buzzed—she had never imagined this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this real or not?” Lin Fu still couldn’t believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve confirmed it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the general specifically ordered me to bring the imperial edicts from His Majesty and the Crown Prince for you to keep.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned around,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>took a brocade box from one of his men,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>opened it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>inside were several golden scrolls of imperial edicts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu, stunned, picked up one scroll and looked—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the entire edict,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he recognized only two characters: his young master’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yuer,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Take a look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu handed the edict to Shen Yuer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu was merely a servant and could not read, but Shen Yuer had grown up alongside Zhu Ying and had been taught by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer took it and looked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the Mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees:”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhu Ying, Battalion Commander of the Danning Frontier Army, has rendered meritorious service by defeating the Jianzhou Tartar tribes—his labor and merit are great; he is hereby promoted to Garrison Commander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhu Ying, Garrison Commander of the Danning Frontier Army, is granted the hereditary title of County Nan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhu Ying, Garrison Commander of the Danning Frontier Army, has served the state by defeating the Jianzhou Tartars; he is enfeoffed as Commandant, commands the Wan Army, and is appointed General.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhu Ying, County Nan of the Danning Frontier Army, has served the state by defeating the Jianzhou Tartars; his title is elevated to County Zi...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer held the imperial edicts and read them out one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Zhu Ying’s earliest feat of slaying a hundred men to his current enfeoffment as County Zi and promotion to Commandant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These edicts were like medals of military merit belonging to Zhu Ying, fully recording his battlefield achievements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They also implicitly revealed the dangers Zhu Ying faced on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each edict was won by Zhu Ying’s life on the battlefield; each edict was earned by his willingness to sacrifice himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s true—these are all imperial edicts, all meant for Brother Zhu Ying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This General Zhu is Brother Zhu Ying.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhu Ying is still alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuer gripped the edicts tightly and said happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good—as long as he’s alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“May the Lady’s spirit in heaven protect him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Young Master is still alive—alive is enough.” Lin Fu’s face flushed with emotion, overjoyed that his Young Master still lived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his heart,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>whether his Young Master became a General didn’t matter at all—so long as his Young Master lived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhu Ying isn’t just alive—he’s become a General, and now holds a hereditary title,” Xiao Han said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is a hereditary County Zi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is a title the same as nobility?” Lin Fu asked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This title is no small thing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From now on, Zhu General’s descendants may inherit this title, receive the court’s annual stipend, and ensure their family’s wealth and prosperity,” Xiao Han replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Descendants inherit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ensure descendants’ wealth and prosperity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu’s eyes brightened, his expression filled with unspoken emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>without doubt,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>this was what he valued most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had cared for Zhu Ying since childhood; though a servant, he had truly regarded Zhu Ying as his only family, his own protégé.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To see Zhu Ying marry and have children, to see his descendants live in comfort and security—that was his greatest hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“County Zi.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unbelievable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never thought my Young Master would become nobility,” Lin Fu said joyfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The recent assassination attempt was swept away by this joyful news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>at this moment, there was no doubt—he was overjoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before I returned to Huizhou, the court sent another edict to Zhu General—Zhu General is no longer County Zi; he is now a Marquis, and has been granted the imperial and crown prince’s honorific title ‘Guanchun,’ enfeoffed as Guanchun Marquis,” Xiao Han added with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guanchun Marquis?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Marquis?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu froze—he knew little of these titles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the name “Guanchun,” he had heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Han Chinese, who did not know the name of Marquis Huo Qubing, the Guanchun Marquis?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhu Ying has been made Guanchun Marquis? Guanchun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Shen Yuer stared in shock—she had never expected this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han nodded immediately, recalling the enfeoffment ceremony, his voice trembling with excitement: “On that day, I was present and saw the Emperor’s elite guards deliver the edict. Even General Feng Sheng came. I heard the entire city shouting ‘Guanchun Marquis!’ Zhu General’s prestige in the army is extraordinary—his name ‘Guanchun’ will surely resound throughout the entire military.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had merely witnessed the enfeoffment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it had already become Xiao Han’s prized tale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon returning,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Han immediately reported to his Platoon Leader, then escalated the report up the chain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once his identity was confirmed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who would dare neglect Zhu Ying’s family?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Ying was the standard-bearer of the Danning Frontier Army, a hero of the entire Danning Prefecture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything happened to his family within Danning Prefecture, it would be a grave offense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhu Ying has truly shone,” Shen Yuer said, delighted for Zhu Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Shen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The newly arrived Company Commander bowed respectfully to the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Company Commander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fu, seeing the uniform, immediately returned the bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Bo, no need for such courtesy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I could never bear such a bow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Company Commander stepped aside quickly and said: “Zhu General is our Danning Prefecture’s hero, and a hero of the Great Ming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To welcome you two on behalf of Zhu General is my great honor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Emperor has granted Zhu General a mansion in Danning Prefecture, along with servants. I have been ordered by the Battalion Commander to escort you both to Danning Prefecture City,” the Company Commander said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To Danning Prefecture City?” Lin Fu blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huizhou is near Liaodong; our Great Ming is now launching a full-scale offensive against Liaodong—Huizhou is a war zone. For your safety, you must return to Danning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And today’s four assassins—likely remnants of the Northern Yuan—make it even more urgent to escort you both to the Prefecture City.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If anything happened to you two, I could never face Zhu General,” the Company Commander said, his expression grim as he looked at the corpses on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he arrived even a moment later, the consequences would have been unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: The New Year is nearly over—thank you, brothers, for your support. Grateful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2768,"2026-06-20T23:30:09.614Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","06c624ef06357218a20dbb230db709e49685afc29aca39766fa854cbe45b0356","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-104","starting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-chapter-102",204,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-from-the-battlefield-gathering-attribut-cover.jpg"]