"Zhao Jinyang City was breached by my Lantian Camp."
"And now the Royal Envoy from the imperial court has arrived—the Royal Envoy comes to reward those in our army who have rendered meritorious service."
"As for the royal edict, I'm too lazy to read it out."
"In short, rewards for merit: every soldier who followed me into battle this time, whether they personally killed enemies or not, at the very least will rise by one rank. And those who slew more foes will get an even greater promotion." Zhao Feng said, his face brimming with a smile.
The gleaming smile on his face was completely different from the one he'd worn before Fusu.
In front of his brothers-in-arms, Zhao Feng was always unrestrained, but in front of strangers—even if they were nobles or men of power—Zhao Feng simply didn't care.
Pretending and scheming: Zhao Feng despised it most.
Of course.
What gave Zhao Feng the capital to disregard others was his own strength.
As they listened to Zhao Feng's announcement—
