"Commander Lu, you've worked hard. I heard you've been treating the wounded." Xu Rong's face was solemn; he was clearly a man of few words and rarely smiled. In fact, he didn't get along well with his colleagues.
Others might not know his abilities, but Lu Ming knew he was a general capable of inflicting a crushing defeat on Cao Cao, even nearly killing him in battle.
If Xu Rong hadn't died, he would certainly have been a prominent figure in history.
"They're all fine young men. These wounded soldiers will become veterans; they're an indispensable part of the army." Lu Ming shook his head, glanced at Xu Rong, and his eyes lit up. "General, you seem to be injured. Would you mind letting me treat you?"
"Very well." Xu Rong nodded and invited him into his main tent.
Actually, Xu Rong's wounds were just superficial; Lu Ming only needed to apply medicine and bandage them.
"The external wounds aren't serious. With my family's traditional medicine, they'll heal in a day or two. General, please rest; we'll talk again another day."
"Thank you, Commandant!" Xu Rong also rose to see him off, watching Lu Ming leave before returning to his military duties. Although their interaction was minimal, their conversation was deep and frank; pragmatic people don't need unnecessary pleasantries.
Cleaning up the battlefield was no easy task. Lu Ming, shamelessly, followed Xu Rong, watching him issue orders. Learning from a renowned general, even just observing, was beneficial.
Xu Rong seemed to understand Lu Ming's thoughts, sometimes offering simple explanations of why things were done a certain way.
Retrieving equipment, burying corpses, counting heads—each task seemed simple, but there was much to learn.
Assessing equipment for damage, style, and even reforging, etc.
For two days straight, Lu Ming spent his days learning battlefield strategies from Xu Rong and his nights healing the wounded and gaining experience, keeping himself extremely busy.
Xu Rong observed all of this, and his impression of Lu Ming improved slightly.
Pragmatic people are welcome everywhere.
The difference lies in status: without status, one is merely a tool to be used, while with status, one is cultivated as talent.
"Ding, level reached the maximum."
Lu Ming wiped his sweat, took a deep breath, and silently clicked on the job change confirmation panel.
"Ding, job change successful. Current profession: Saint. Gained trait, Land Immortal, unlocked recipe: Perfect Tonic Pill."
Name: Lu Ming Class: Saint (Light Cavalry)
Attack: 1000, Defense: 800, Magic Attack: 700, Health: 1700, Magic Power: 1350
Reputation: 40, Technical Experience: 100, Agricultural Experience: 30, Industrial Experience: 20, Construction Experience: 0, Astronomical Experience: 0, Geographical Experience: 0, Celestial Experience: 0
Trait, Marching: The commander's troops gain 100% increased movement speed, ignoring terrain obstacles.
Land Immortal: You are immune to illness, and your lifespan is extended to 300 years. Injuries heal faster.
Ultimate Skill, Cross Slash: Gain Rage with each kill and hit. Can be activated when you have at least 40 Rage points. Each Rage point deals 1% of your maximum health as damage. Resets Rage upon activation.
Magic Spell: Healing Spell: Heals a single target within a 10-meter radius, restoring health equal to twice your Magic Attack value. Costs 5 Magic Power per use.
**Diamond Body Protection:** Repels negative effects from friendly units within a 20-meter radius of the target and grants immunity to negative effects (dizziness, bleeding, burning, poisoning, hypoxia, freezing, chills).
**Silver Moon Frost:** Heals friendly units within a 20-meter radius with the essence of the moon and the spirit of flowing water, healing for twice the caster's spell attack value. Consumes 50 spell points.
**Medical Treatment:** You can use your rich and exquisite medical skills to treat injured or sick individuals and gain their favor.
**Alchemy:** Refine miraculous pills using medicinal herbs. Recipes must be collected manually. Currently, the following are given as gifts: Marching Pill, Strong Blade Pill, and Ten-Ingredient Tonic Pill.
Looking at the latest panel, Lu Ming felt that his body seemed to have undergone some changes.
He felt better; all fatigue seemed to have dissipated. This terrestrial immortal was truly effective.
Doctors are inherently associated with longevity, and now being able to cure diseases was undoubtedly the best guarantee for him.
He had seen many people die from illness and too many children perish, all closely related to medical conditions.
Upon arriving at Jincheng County, they joined forces with Dong Zhuo's troops and launched an attack. Siege warfare is fierce; the attacking side usually suffers the heaviest casualties. The defenders have a natural advantage in scaling siege ladders.
Furthermore, Jincheng County's walls are ten meters high, making it a formidable stronghold of Xiliang.
Half a day had passed, and morale was already low; the soldiers were exhausted from days of fighting.
Dong Zhuo, watching the relentlessly pushed-back attacking force, frowned more deeply. "Wen You, do you have a good plan?"
Li Ru had no good solutions. At this stage of a siege, it's either all-out effort or a shortage of manpower.
But neither was feasible now. If the battle dragged on too long, the rebels could reinforce, putting them in an increasingly passive position.
This was originally a gamble with limited resources, a desperate attempt to win by taking a risky path.
"No, we can only attack head-on. The powerful clans in the city are all relatives of Bian Zhang; those not related have been slaughtered. Trying to trick them into opening the gates is impossible."
This made Dong Zhuo even more enraged. He kept whipping the air, the cracking sound sending chills down everyone's spine. A single lash from that whip was no joke.
"Damn it! Whoever is the first to charge onto the city wall will be richly rewarded!"
"Ding, quest triggered: Unyielding Courage."
"Unyielding Courage: Prove your strength, earn Dong Zhuo's respect, and you'll have the opportunity to rise above others. Content: Climb the city wall and kill enemy soldiers to create space for the subsequent attacking forces. Reward: Companion System."
This seems a bit far-fetched. What does achieving merit have to do with a wife?
Is the system drunk?
Anyway, Lu Ming was used to it. He didn't care what the reward was, because any reward was a good thing.
Unfortunately, he didn't have any soldiers yet. Otherwise, with the troop talent tree activated, he might be able to command an elite force.
Lu Ming immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "General, I am willing to lead troops into battle. If you allocate me a force, I will surely take the city walls!"
"Good! Anmin truly deserves to be called a fine son of Xiliang. I will allocate you a thousand men!" Dong Zhuo was overjoyed. Even the most unparalleled warriors wouldn't personally participate in such a siege. The reason was simple: a pot of boiling water would render even the most skilled warrior useless.
This had nothing to do with martial arts anymore; it was a completely unequal battlefield. They had no reason to risk their lives for such a small achievement.