Chapter 1301: Chapter 88: Feng Yin’s Realization Chapter 1301: Chapter 88: Feng Yin’s Realization The four veterans’ gaze was very wary.

Although they had left the military a long time ago and had disabilities, that moment brought forth a faint, spontaneous killing intent.

The veterans who had survived numerous battles were indeed extraordinary.

Feng Yin smiled slightly and said, “I dare not presume to instruct. I just have some modest medical skills, and, seeing that you venerable heroes are inconvenienced, I wished to offer a little help.”

The four men laughed together, “What, you think you have a way to fix our broken bodies?”

Feng Yin smiled faintly, “There is indeed a way.”

“We have a way, but we also have no money.”

The four men chuckled together and said, “Young master, don’t bother teasing us any longer, go on and enjoy yourself with your young wife. When you go back, tell your folks we’re not agreeing to be anybody’s guard.”

Feng Yin laughed heartily, realizing they had mistaken him for one of those wealthy families seeking to recruit guards.

In short, those families were looking for a talisman, and the display of identity from Marshal Meng’s old division made one an exceptional talisman.

They thought they could be worshiped as ancestors back home too—it also served as a talisman.

Plus, if anything were to happen in the future, especially in General City, they might be able to turn a blind eye.

Feng Yin smiled slightly and said, “Since you are unwilling, I will not insist. However, since we’ve met by chance, I consider us to be fated. Please do accept a gift.”

“We won’t accept.”

They were very resolute.

Then they felt a blur of movement before them, and it seemed that something had appeared in their mouths.

Their vision then blurred, and a gentle voice laughed, “I’ve given the entire General City, can’t I even give away four Dan medicines? These guys really are adorable…”

The four veterans all felt a sudden shock.

He had given the whole General City?

Suddenly they remembered a legendary figure.

Doctor Feng!

It was said that Doctor Feng was handsome and youthful, and that he had married the daughter of some high-profile figure in the Jianghu world, a match made in heaven.

Could it be…

The veterans were excited, trying to rise to pay their respects.

But their consciousness soon wavered, and they lost awareness.

…

Feng Yin soared into the sky, looking down at the city that had sprung up because of him, feeling an indescribable mix of emotions.

Then his silhouette became an illusion as he placed several pills into each well in the city. Wrapped by his spiritual energy, the pills slowly released their medicinal power. It would take five to seven days to completely disseminate.

“May everyone be happy and healthy, and live and work in peace,” Feng Yin murmured. “My fallen brothers… you can rest in peace now.”

Dong Xiaoyan quietly accompanied him, strolling through the city.

They reached the city’s largest square.

Before their eyes stood a massive memorial monument.

It was densely inscribed with names.

Beneath it, similarly densely placed were candles and incense sticks.

Thick incense smoke billowed upward.

The entire square seemed enveloped in misty clouds, vague and ethereal, as if deities were passing by at that very moment.

Feng Yin slowly advanced and stood before the monument.

His gaze, profound, traversed over each name from bottom to top in silence.

Too many names could conjure vivid faces.

Smiling at him.

Saluting him.

Speaking to him.

He remained silent all the while, simply surveying the names.

Just as when he once reviewed his troops on the platform, his eyes sweeping over the faces of the soldiers below.

People came and went on the square, continuously lighting incense, placing tributes, and bringing fresh flowers.

Many noticed the young man standing motionless in front of the monument but didn’t give it much thought.

After all, each person who came here spent a long time searching the monument for familiar names.

It wasn’t surprising.

Feng Yin stood in contemplation for a long time.

Finally, he took out a stick of incense.

Slowly lighting it, the incense began to burn.

Feng Yin carefully inserted the incense into the altar in front of him.

Stabilizing it.

He stepped back a few paces, stood erect, focused solemnly on the monument, and whispered softly, “In the next life, till we meet again!”

At that moment, the sky suddenly roiled with wind and clouds, and clouds from all directions gathered overhead, rushing like a stampede of horses.

The whole sky darkened instantly.

Everyone was surprised and looked up.

Then they saw a scene that they would never forget in their lifetime.

Above the clouds, a vast, incalculable number of soldiers suddenly appeared!

Clad in Great Qin military armor, they were in neat and orderly ranks, galloping from afar towards this place. Squadron after squadron, the army was impeccably arrayed.

Vanguard, front army, left flank, right flank…

Advancing like a forest.

They were… endless spirits!

As if… someone were conducting a military review!

The entire General City was stunned. Soon after, everyone kneeled down.

Among them were countless familiar faces!

They were so young, so vibrant, just like in their memories—spirited and striving!

Sobs echoed around.

The innumerable soldiers advanced swiftly in the air. The maneuver they performed was the same scene from when Marshal Meng led his army of a million on a campaign.

They appeared suddenly above the square, then galloped across it, vanishing into the air on the opposite side.

But each face turned toward the square, their eyes watching intently, filled with enthusiasm, reverence, and gratitude!

Everyone was profoundly moved.

Amid the silence, they seemed to hear an inaudible shout!

“Meng Marshal! Meng Marshal!”

That was an invincible great army! Those were, numerous heroic spirits!