Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

Chapter 204 The Northeast Prefecture Needs Its Own Martial God

"From now on, the compensation will be calculated based on battle merits, with an additional ten yuan for each merit point."

The Great Xia Dynasty has a very comprehensive system of military merits.

Who killed how many enemies?

How many battle merits were earned.

Everything is crystal clear.

There's not a single shred of falsehood.

Someone in the audience started calculating again.

The war merit points issued by the Northeast Prefecture over the years.

There are approximately 300,000 points.

Each battle merit point is rewarded with ten yuan.

300,000 points equals 30 billion.

Three hundred billion.

This is no small amount.

Ye Feng took it out without hesitation.

He didn't even blink.

The soldiers' eyes turned red.

They've been fighting for so many years.

I have never seen this kind of treatment before.

Ye Feng turned around.

He faced the soldiers in the square.

Place your right fist on your chest.

"Brothers, don't be afraid of vampires. They also have two shoulders and one head."

"You earn a thousand dollars for every one you kill. The more you kill, the more you earn."

Killing an ordinary vampire grants approximately 100 battle merits.

It really is true that you earn a thousand dollars for killing one.

Ye Feng stepped down from the podium and walked towards the square.

There were countless supplies stored there.

These were all taken out of the spatial rings by Cao Keyuan and the other five.

Brand new elite combat uniform.

The top-tier equipment of the Great Xia military is normally only issued to elite troops.

There were also crates of weapons.

Standard long swords, heavy machine guns, anti-aircraft guns, mortars, individual rocket launchers, etc.

Everything is available.

"This is enough equipment for four entire divisions! Distribute it all today!"

The soldiers rushed over.

As they carried the brand-new equipment, their smiles were impossible to hide.

Those standard long swords.

Those heavy machine guns.

They had never seen so much equipment before.

The chat room was buzzing with excitement.

"The equipment for four divisions—has Ye Feng emptied the national treasury?"

"Ye Feng is magnanimous!"

"Our brothers in the Northeast finally have good equipment!"

"Kill the vampires, seize territory, and reclaim our homeland!"

Zhang Zhenshan walked up to Ye Feng.

Zhang Zhenhai and Zhang Zhenyue followed behind him.

The three brothers stood before Ye Feng and bowed deeply.

"General Ye, the entire Northeast Prefecture is deeply grateful."

Zhang Zhenshan's voice was hoarse.

Ye Feng helped him up.

"Lord Zhang, please don't be so polite. I am the Grand Commander of four provinces, and the Northeast Prefecture is also under my jurisdiction."

"Your affairs are my affairs. You don't need to worry about the vampires. Now that I'm here, I will drive the vampires out of the Northeast Prefecture."

Zhang Zhenshan nodded.

He trusts Ye Feng.

Ye Feng brought not only money this time, but also equipment.

More importantly, Ye Feng brought six martial gods with him.

And the look in Ye Feng's eyes when he spoke.

His eyes carried an aura of unparalleled power.

This cannot be faked.

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City Lord's Mansion

After several rounds of drinks...

Zhang Zhenshan started talking more.

"General Ye, our Northeast Prefecture is suffering."

Zhang Zhenshan put down his wine glass, wiped his eyes, and then began to complain.

"When the first fortress fell, the three of us brothers stood on the city wall for three days and three nights."

"Back then, the vampires had just arrived in Great Xia. We didn't know what they were. We thought they were like strange beasts, and that we could just rush up and kill them."

"But that's not how it turned out. Vampires can fly, transform, and drink blood. When our people are bitten, they either die or become one of their kind."

"In that battle, our Northeast Prefecture lost one seventh-level Martial Venerable, three sixth-level Martial Saints, and countless fifth- and fourth-level Martial Saints."

Zhang Zhenhai took over the conversation.

His voice was even lower than Zhang Zhenshan's.

"When the second fortress fell, Kyoto didn't even ask a question. We recruited our own soldiers, raised our own food, and repaired our own walls."

"When the money in the treasury runs out, we borrow from the powerful families. If they refuse, we have no choice but to solicit donations from the common people."

"The common people had no money, so they donated grain, clothes, and blankets. There was an old lady who donated all the money she had saved up for her funeral."

"I told her we couldn't accept the money, and she held my hand and said, 'Child, if you can't protect it, there's no use in keeping my savings for my funeral.' That night, I cried alone on the city wall for a long time."

"When the third fortress fell, none of the three of us brothers said a word."

"As dawn was breaking, my elder brother said, 'We have let down the people of Northeast Prefecture.'"

Ye Feng felt uneasy listening to his three old comrades' complaints.

"Rest assured, all three of you. Now that I'm here, I won't stand idly by."

Ye Feng put down his wine glass and looked at the three of them.

"The vampires' high-profile challenge to me this time must have ulterior motives. They want to kill me to gain fame, and they probably want to swallow up the Northeast Prefecture whole. So we can't just sit here and wait to die."

The three Zhang brothers exchanged a glance and nodded.

Ye Feng continued.

"I suggest we withdraw the soldiers from the other garrisons back to the prefectural capital first. The vampires' target is the entire Northeast Prefecture, not just one garrison. If our forces are scattered, they will be easily defeated one by one."

Zhang Zhenshan was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Grand Commander Ye, you are right."

then

Zhang Zhenshan is putting on an act again.

He knew Ye Feng had something good.

Those mechanical war puppets.

Shanhe Prefecture was able to turn its fortunes around because of those things.

He stared at Ye Feng expectantly, waiting for Ye Feng to speak first.

Ye Feng was speechless; this old guy was really good at pretending.

Ye Feng took things out of his spatial ring.

Thirty Type 1130 close-in weapon systems.

Thirty heavily armed war fortresses.

Twenty individual mechs.

Zhang Zhenshan's eyes widened like copper bells.

He had heard of these things.

The Mech race's 1130 close-in weapon system.

Each shot is equivalent to a full-force attack from a late-stage sixth-tier martial artist.

Thirty units firing simultaneously, even a martial god would have to kneel.

Once deployed, the heavy-duty war fortress comes with an energy shield, providing defense comparable to a seventh-tier Martial Venerable.

Wearing a single-soldier mech makes you a sixth-tier martial artist.

"Grand Commander Ye, are these... all for us?" Zhang Zhenhai's voice trembled.

He thought it would be good if Ye Feng could bring ten or eight units.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng took out eighty units in one go.

Eighty units.

That is, eighty combat units of rank six or above.

The Northeast Prefecture currently has only about thirty martial artists of the sixth rank or above.

Ye Feng made his move.

This directly increased the number of Tier 6 combat units in the Northeast Prefecture several times over.

Ye Feng did not answer.

He then took out three hundred fourth- to fifth-tier war golems from his spatial ring.

Three hundred units.

They were densely packed together in a large area.

"This is the latest simplified version of a war puppet manufactured by my Mountain and River Prefecture! It's only equivalent to a fourth or fifth-tier level!"

The three Zhang brothers, Zhang Zhenyue, and Zhang Zhenyue, were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.

Fourth and fifth tier war puppets?

Three hundred units were placed together.

That was a force that could not be ignored.

How many vampires would that kill?

What followed surprised the three of them even more.

"I can produce twenty high-level puppets like these a day. I can produce sixty ordinary ones a day."

"The problem is we don't have enough raw materials! The three of you, think of a solution!"

talking.

Ye Feng handed a list to the three Zhang brothers.

The three brothers exchanged a glance.

They both saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

Just how powerful is Shanhe Prefecture?

Can these things be given away as gifts without permission?

Zhang Zhenshan took the list.

After he finished reading it.

Directly expressed.

"Grand Commander Ye! I will collect these materials from the entire prefecture!"

Ye Feng stood up and patted Zhang Zhenshan on the shoulder. "The more the merrier! I'll produce as many war puppets as you collect! This is just a small token of my appreciation."

Ye Feng's genuine emotions moved the three Zhang brothers to tears.

Vivian, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but purse her lips when she saw all this.

I was thinking to myself.

"If I hadn't seen that the quantity of materials on the list had increased fivefold, I would have actually believed that my master was a good person."

Zhang Zhenshan grasped Ye Feng's hand.

"Enough, enough. Grand Commander Ye, the entire Northeast Prefecture is deeply grateful."

His hands were trembling; he was truly excited.

The list Ye Feng provided was incredibly cheap.

This is practically free.

Some of those materials were quite precious.

But compared to those sixth-tier war golems, they are utterly worthless.

Ye Feng spoke up.

"Don't thank me. Use this equipment well and drive the vampires out; that's the greatest thanks you can give me."

"Don't worry about the vampires. Distribute the equipment first and reinforce the city walls."

"But I feel that the Northeast Prefecture needs its own Martial God!"

As soon as this sentence was uttered.

Everyone fell silent instantly.