"How could I not come to offer my congratulations?" Yang Duanhe said with a smile.
"On this campaign, General Yang, your achievements are anything but insignificant," Zhao Feng replied with a smile.
With a wave of his hand, Yang Duanhe said very seriously, "Ah, compared to General Zhao's achievements, mine are nothing but a joke."
"The troops originally under your command were far inferior in combat strength to the Sharp Warriors under mine. Yet, you managed to crush Wei Wuji with those forces. Now, you have even taken Lincheng with tens of thousands of troops, opening the path to the Zhao state."
This statement was not an exaggeration, but a fact. Zhao Feng's military achievements were enough to overshadow any of Qin's main generals. These accomplishments were his qualifications for becoming a Shangjiangjun.
"How did today's assault go, General Yang?" Zhao Feng asked with a smile.
