One Trait Draw Per Year Even Simulations Count

In the middle of the night, your thoughts were a tangled mess, making it impossible to sleep.

You looked up at the moon; this vast world felt so real.

Yet, this was just a simulation.

Sun Cheng’en was a man you deeply admired.

He governed the army with strict discipline, his military rules were like iron. At most, the soldiers under his command had some ruffians like Old Liu, but they only dared to act up within the camp. Anyone who dared harm the common people was executed by Sun Cheng’en, without a shred of mercy.

He was highly skilled in military strategy, commanding troops with god-like prowess. Over the past ten years, his hundred thousand border army, without relying on reinforcements, had withstood the onslaught of the Great Shi Kingdom’s million-strong army at the cost of eighty thousand lives, beheading over three hundred thousand enemies!

As for losing cities, that was because he was human, not a god. Without relying on strategic depth, if a hundred thousand soldiers fought head-on, they would have been wiped out long ago.

Tomorrow was the moment this heroic general would meet his end, and tonight you could find no peace.

Wandering around, you arrived at the military camp near the southern gate.

Whenever soldiers saw you, they would salute you.In the hearts of the soldiers, you were also a legendary figure.

Everyone wanted to know how your brain was wired, how your memory could be so incredibly good.

Even Sun Cheng’en couldn’t possibly remember the names of a hundred thousand people, but you could.

This fact alone was enough to utterly captivate the low-ranking soldiers.

”Li Ergou, eaten yet? Good, good, there’s still wine to drink tonight!”

”Zhao Tiedan, how’s that arrow wound from last time? Don’t drink if you’re not fully healed.”

”Song Gua, gambling again? If the general finds out, he’ll definitely give you eighty lashes.”

As you walked, you saw a group of soldiers gathered around a large bonfire, busily writing and copying on a few tables.

Looking closer, you realized they were Sun Cheng’en’s personal guards.

These men had very high martial arts realms, all of them at Golden Body or above!

”The sun must be rising from the west. You rough-and-tumble brutes, not drinking or sleeping in the middle of the night, but actually writing?”

Seeing you approach, the personal guards explained.

They weren’t practicing calligraphy; they were transcribing their respective family’s heritage techniques.

In your superhuman memory, you had the service records of these personal guards.

You knew they either had no descendants at home, or their descendants lacked the necessary aptitude.

Therefore, to prevent their family heritage techniques from being lost after their deaths, they decided that tonight, each would copy his own technique to carry on his person.

In tomorrow’s battle, as long as one person survived, he would be responsible for passing on the others’ techniques.

”Although family heritage techniques shouldn’t be taught to outsiders, we brothers on the battlefield are closer than blood brothers. Learning and passing them on to each other is no trouble at all!”

You walked over.

Out of martial ethics, you didn’t look at their techniques, but you thought of something.

”Actually, why go through all this trouble? And what if, I’m just saying what if, none of you survive? Staying up all night copying would be for nothing.”

These personal guards looked at each other, their expressions quite helpless.

They also knew that going into battle with Sun Cheng’en tomorrow as bait meant almost certain death.

”How about this: I’ll help you memorize these techniques. If I survive, I’ll open a martial arts school and carry forward your family heritage techniques. What do you say?”

Hearing this, everyone had a sudden realization.

”Ah! How could we forget Military Advisor Chen’s god-like brain! He can remember anything at a glance!”

With their permission.

It didn’t take much time for you to memorize all their techniques.

Shen Qingshan was right; for ordinary martial artists, having a High-Grade technique was already a deep stroke of fortune.

There were thirty or forty techniques here, covering External Techniques, Internal Techniques, mental cultivation methods, and Martial Arts. Shockingly, only two were Mid-Grade, all the rest were Low-Grade.

”I’ve memorized them all. I will not fail this trust!”

You clasped your fists in salute and bowed deeply.

The next day.

The southern gate swung open. Sun Cheng’en, clad in general’s armor, wielding a twenty-foot spear, mounted on a fiery-maned steed, with eight hundred personal guards behind him!

”Bandits! I, Sun Cheng’en, am here! If you wish to fight, then fight! But do not harm a single common person in my city!”

Sun Cheng’en led his troops out of the city, charging into the enemy formation, invincible wherever he went.

He was a Spirit Condensation realm martial artist. Facing thousands of troops, he still slaughtered them with ease.

But soon, several martial artists of the same level as him emerged from the enemy ranks.

As they clashed, the collision of their Martial Arts unleashed shockwaves that swept in all directions, making it impossible for anyone else to get close.

Sun Cheng’en’s personal guards were fierce and valiant in battle, incredibly brave.

They smashed through the enemy forces, disrupted the enemy’s siege formation, forcing the enemy to temporarily gather all their soldiers to interrupt Sun Cheng’en’s offensive.

Taking advantage of the weakened defense at the northern gate, twenty thousand soldiers removed their armor, put on ordinary clothes, blended in with the city’s fleeing populace, and, following Sun Cheng’en’s orders, left through the northern gate.

After exiting the city, a soldier asked you.

”Military Advisor Chen! We’re out of the city now. What’s the next step?”

The soldiers didn’t yet know that Sun Cheng’en sending them out of the city was simply for them to escape; there was no next step.

Your silence and that of the officers quickly made them understand.

”Fine, fine! In this life of mine, Li Ergou, I actually get to have a great general covering my retreat? Hahaha! No one back home would believe it anyway, so I’m not going back!”

”If the general isn’t leaving, we won’t leave either!”

”Brothers, grab your weapons!”

The common people continued to flee, but the soldiers chose to turn back.

Even though the commanding officers reprimanded them, even drew their disciplinary swords, no one obeyed the order.

In the end, these commanding officers also turned and charged back with them.

The Suzhou Border Army lived and died together!

Their fiery passion ignited you as well.

”Dammit! So what if I draw a few fewer perks! I’m fucking burning up!!”

You were just about to charge into the battlefield when two people grabbed you, one on each side.

You recognized them; they were Sun Cheng’en’s tent-front captains.

”What are you two doing?!”

”The general’s orders! If Military Advisor recklessly tries to join the fight, we are to forcibly take you away!”

”No! Let me go! General! I can’t leave! General! I want to live and die with the border army!!”

These two tent-front captains were both at the Spirit Gathering realm. They carried you away like a little chick.

Your fiery spirit had just ignited when they snuffed it out.

Unexpectedly, the Great Shi army had set an ambush to the north.

As the fleeing common people passed through, a large number of enemy troops surged out, indiscriminately slaughtering everyone.

Seeing this, the border army troops at the rear quickly dispatched a group to provide support, protecting the common people’s escape.

Unfortunately, a squad of the enemy’s Elephant Corps was also in this area. The border army couldn’t resist them head-on, and the casualty count skyrocketed.

Those two tent-front captains sacrificed themselves while protecting you.

Tiny you, in the chaotic battlefield, darted east and fled west.

At this point, you weren’t burning with passion at all; you just wanted to survive.

Stray arrows flew, blades flashed, and giant elephants roared.

”What to do, what to do...”

You felt like you could die at any moment.

”Boss Chen! Over here, quick!”

You heard Old Liu’s voice.

Following the sound, you saw him crawl into the anus of a dead giant elephant!

”Uh... this...”