Chapter 510 - Zhang Tianyi
The Direct Battalion of the Third Legion, which Xie Yan belonged to, was also called the Young Master Battalion.
They were arrogant and aloof. Everyone in the army hated them, but due to the power of their families, no one dared to say anything. Some people even tried to gain their favor.
When the others had heard a general of the seventh rank had given two of them a good beating by imposing punishments with a wooden plank in public, and that it had been the famous Xie Yan and Liu Yu, many of them found it hard to believe.
After confirming that this wasn’t false news, many of the members of the Third Legion felt it a pity that they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes.
Then they started to feel curious about that general, wondering who on earth he was.
“Haha!”
In the general tent of the Third Legion, Senior General Du Zhenfei laughed his head off when he heard the news. He laughed so much that he had tears in his eyes.
“When your war merit points achieve a certain number, you’ll get a promotion.
“You and the other new generals will start with 1,000 war merit points, which average soldiers can only gain through countless kills,” said Qiu Yan.
It dawned on Jiang Chen that these 1,000 war merit points were the way to become Venerables for him and the other 43 young generals.
Not until then did he realize the word game the dynasty was playing.
One thousand war merit points could be exchanged for the resources needed to become a Venerable, but of course, the success rate wouldn’t be a hundred percent.
Sometimes when one was stuck in a bottleneck, even if one used up all of their resources, it wouldn’t be of any help.
But at second thought, it was true that no one could keep such a promise to make anyone a Venerable.
“There are practice resources and equipment in the legion that you can use by paying war merit points. Just play it by ear.”
Qiu Yan meant that he could just do his thing for the moment without paying attention to the responsibilities of a lieutenant.
“Don’t you need any changes in the Red Flame Battalion?” Jiang Chen couldn’t help but ask.
Qiu Yan kept silent for a while. Then she said in a hoarse voice, “We’ve reached the limit.”
Not until then did Jiang Chen realize she wasn’t cold, but too sad to feel anything.
The deaths of fellow lieutenants and loyal subordinates would be a great blow for anyone, but as a general, she couldn’t show her sadness.