System:The More I Kill, the Stronger I Get

The city gates opened, and Oliver Sheng and his companions dismounted, leading their horses into the city.

Looking at the impressive warhorses, each one was of the highest quality.

General Elliott Sun, the Martial Colonel, and others were left with their mouths agape.

These warhorses could form a cavalry of over a thousand men.

It was known that the Peace Army, with a scale of thirty thousand men, only had two thousand cavalry.

The reason was naturally that Great Wei lacked warhorses and did not have proper grasslands for horse breeding.

"General Sun!"

Seeing General Who Defeats the Huns, Elliott Sun, coming to greet them, Oliver Sheng and the others quickly performed a military salute.

"No need for formalities. Did you go and rob the Huns' cavalry? Bringing back so many good horses," Elliott Sun said, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the warhorses.

"Martial Colonel!" Oliver Sheng and the others also saluted the Martial Colonel.

After all, the Martial Colonel was their superior.

The Martial Colonel waved his hand, indicating that Oliver Sheng and the others need not be so formal.

He looked at Oliver Sheng, growing increasingly curious. This young man truly had remarkable skills.

He had disappeared with his subordinates for five or six days and returned with so many warhorses.

"Reporting to the General, we indeed went to rob the Huns," Oliver Sheng replied with a smile.

"Tell me the details!" Elliott Sun became interested.

Looking at the sixty or so men Oliver Sheng had brought, did they really have such capabilities?

Oliver Sheng recounted their experiences over the past few days.

The Martial Colonel and the surrounding soldiers were so astonished that they could fit an egg in their open mouths.

The experience sounded too fantastical. They had roamed and fought across the Huns' grasslands, killing countless enemies with negligible casualties.

Although it sounded simple, it was likely very difficult to execute.

After all, they had never heard of such guerrilla warfare tactics before.

"Over a thousand warhorses, so many supplies, and you killed so many enemies. This is a great achievement. I will report to General Yang, and there will surely be a grand reward," Elliott Sun said with a smile.

This young man was indeed extraordinary. With the merit of the camp raid added, if his cultivation was sufficient, he could be directly promoted to Colonel.

Moreover, judging by Oliver Sheng's aura, how long had it been, and he was already at the Great Perfection of the Martial Artist realm?

A few days ago, wasn't this young man still at the Martial Disciple realm?!

His cultivation speed was more monstrous than those prodigies from the great sects and aristocratic families.

The news of Oliver Sheng and his companions returning with warhorses and many supplies quickly spread throughout the Peace Army.

"Old Wang and the others didn't die!?" Ian Zhang exclaimed, eyes wide open.

A veteran glanced at Ian Zhang, "Do you really wish they were dead?"

"No, that's not what I meant. I mean, they actually survived."

"Ah, no, they weren't killed by the Huns."

"Shut up!" The veteran couldn't listen anymore.

If you can't speak properly, just be quiet.

Ian Zhang scratched his head and obediently shut his mouth. He was just excited to hear that Oliver Sheng and the others were still alive, and his words had slipped.

The warhorses and supplies were handed over to the Peace Army, while the gold, silver, and jewels they had acquired were kept for themselves.

The supplies and warhorses they handed over would also earn them considerable military merit and rewards.

Especially the many healing pills among the supplies.

Oliver Sheng and his companions were then arranged to rest.

On the city wall, Calvin Yang looked at the Huns' military camp, his brows slightly furrowed.

"The Huns have reinforced their army!"

The other four generals, seeing the Huns' reinforcements, had a few traces of worry in their expressions.

"The border is in urgent need, yet they ignore it, still fighting for that position. What do the border people mean to them?" General Who Defeats the Huns, Edward Zhao, said angrily.

"Quiet, watch your words!" Calvin Yang glared at Edward Zhao.

How could such words be spoken carelessly!?

Edward Zhao then realized he had misspoken.

Although the other generals said nothing, they were also somewhat dissatisfied and angry like Edward Zhao.

The battle at Peace Pass had lasted over twenty days. Now, with the Huns reinforcing again, Peace Pass was in a precarious situation, yet there was still no sign of reinforcements from the court.

How could the generals defending the pass not be furious?

"Kill!"

The war continued, with Hun corpses falling from the city walls, and some soldiers on the walls being shot by Hun cavalry.

"Woo woo..."

The war horn sounded so mournful.

By now, the garrison at Peace Pass had lost more than half of its forces to the Huns.

The reinforcements from the counties and prefectures in the rear were minimal, merely perfunctory.

Now, Peace Pass was entirely relying on its garrison to hold the line.

In the military camp, Oliver Sheng and his companions were lazily basking in the sun, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

During those five or six days on the grasslands, they had been on edge every day, living uneasily.

If it weren't for the current martial law in the city due to the war, Oliver Sheng would have taken his subordinates to The House of Joy to relax, relieve stress, and cultivate their spirits.

...

The war ended at dusk, the setting sun blood-red, filling the world with a murderous aura.

The Huns' army left behind thousands of corpses as they retreated.

In the evening, Oliver Sheng planned to visit the veterans, but General Calvin Yang summoned him, so he had to go see General Calvin Yang first.

The highest commander of the Peace Pass garrison, General Who Pacifies the North, Calvin Yang, a Fifth Rank general, and a Grandmaster-level expert.

Without Calvin Yang guarding Peace Pass, it would have long been trampled by the Huns' cavalry.

Being summoned by General Calvin Yang made Oliver Sheng somewhat apprehensive.

Regardless of the other's status or cultivation, he had to look up to him and be cautious.

"General, Oliver Sheng has arrived!" The messenger brought Oliver Sheng to Calvin Yang's council chamber.

"Bring him in!" Calvin Yang's voice came from inside the council chamber.

Steady and authoritative!

Oliver Sheng was brought into the council chamber, where the five Assistant Generals were all present.

Oliver Sheng looked at the six of them; these six were the highest commanders of Peace Pass.

"Greetings, General Yang, and all the generals!"

The crowd scrutinized Oliver Sheng as he saluted. Facing the gazes of the generals, Oliver Sheng felt immense pressure.

Each of them was a Martial Artist above the Innate realm. Even if they restrained their auras, the accumulated authority from years in the military was still heavy.

"No need for formalities. So, this is the new rising star of Peace Pass, indeed a fine young man," Calvin Yang said with a smile as he looked at Oliver Sheng.

Based on his military merit, Oliver Sheng was enough to be conferred the rank of Colonel, commanding a battalion.

"Indeed, not bad. You were the main contributor in that night raid on the camp," General Who Defeats the Huns, Edward Zhao, said with a smile.

"Daring and capable, you have the potential to become a great general," one of the Assistant Generals also praised.

"I lack a Tribuni in my regiment. How about it, are you interested in joining my regiment?" General Declan Li looked at Oliver Sheng with a smile.

"Old Li, isn't it a bit inappropriate to poach someone right in front of me?" Elliott Sun immediately said.

Oliver Sheng's Seventh Battalion was part of his regiment.

"You can't put it that way. It's not poaching; it's just that the position of Tribuni suits him better. Keeping him in your regiment would be a waste of talent," Declan Li said, clearly valuing Oliver Sheng.

He had brains, was daring, and decisive in killing.

Oliver Sheng was stunned. These big shots were actually fighting over him!

Was he really that outstanding? Why were these generals so focused on him?

"Alright, stop arguing. I have other plans for this young man," Calvin Yang said.

The generals realized that Calvin Yang intended to use this young man for something significant!

Calvin Yang looked at Oliver Sheng and smiled, "Oliver Sheng, you were once a scholar, conscripted as a forced volunteer. In your first battle, you showed remarkable talent in archery. Later, a veteran taught you the military's cultivation method, and you displayed extraordinary talent in martial arts, fighting bravely and decisively."

Oliver Sheng was shocked, somewhat stunned. Had he already been investigated!?

"Don't be afraid. I'm not digging into your background. I called you here because I have a task for you," Calvin Yang said.

"Please, General, tell me!" Oliver Sheng said respectfully.

Calvin Yang nodded, "Today, the Huns' army has reinforced again, with an estimated fifty thousand troops, and we have no reinforcements."

Oliver Sheng frowned. Another fifty thousand reinforcements, and they had no reinforcements. This was not good news.

"I've heard about your exploits over the past few days. Now, I need you to lead troops and go to the grasslands again. Do you dare to go?" Calvin Yang stared at Oliver Sheng.

He had heard from Elliott Sun about Oliver Sheng's actions on the grasslands and thought of sending him to stir things up there again.

"Of course, but I have one condition," Oliver Sheng said immediately.

Going to the grasslands to kill enemies autonomously was better than defending the city.

With the killing system he possessed, only in the chaos of war could he quickly grow stronger.

Therefore, he did not reject this task.

"Oh, let's hear it. As long as it's within my power, I will fulfill it," Calvin Yang said, satisfied that Oliver Sheng agreed without hesitation.

"I need more soldiers," Oliver Sheng said.

"Alright, I'll give you five hundred cavalry and promote you to Tribuni. Your task is to disrupt the Huns' supply lines," Calvin Yang said.

Oliver Sheng was stunned. Another promotion?

Tribuni, commanding a thousand men, was a proper Eighth Rank military officer.

"Remember, you only need to harass the Huns' supply troops. You don't need to do much else," Calvin Yang instructed.

"Guaranteed to complete the task!" Oliver Sheng saluted.

"Go and rest for two days. I will select five hundred elite cavalry for you. Whether we can delay the Huns' assault on the city depends on you," Calvin Yang nodded.

Oliver Sheng hadn't expected that just after returning, he would be heading to the grasslands again.