The Wei Country's station chief used the spear in his hand to stab Boor's shoulder.
However, he soon encountered a resistance that prevented him from taking half a step forward. It was as if he was stabbing a rock.
With the protection of the wolfskin coat and the toughness of Boor's skin, the bronze spear could not penetrate his defense at all.
"Kacha!"
Waving the hundred-forged steel axe in his hand, he directly cut off the wooden part of the spear.
Boor held it in his hand, mustered his strength, and threw it out, piercing through the head of the Wei Country's station chief.
Boor did not fall into a disadvantageous position in the face of enemies that were several times more powerful than him. He killed all of these guys one by one.
Killed a Wei Country Station Commander. Proficiency 1%. Obtained 50 Merit Points.
"Are you still alive?"
"I'm still alive…"
The young man who was saved by Boor let out a weak voice.
The boorish man who was brave on the battlefield naturally attracted the majority of the firepower. As for this seemingly weak youth, only one Wei State infantry was left to deal with him.
After a fierce battle, leaving a long and narrow wound on his body, the youth barely managed to behead him.
This process was full of risks. Just a small mistake could cause him to die here. It was only luck that he could behead the other party.
"Come here! I'll help you stop the bleeding!"
Boor carried the injured youth to the back of a grain cart and used it as cover.
He looked at the young man's injury. It was a very long knife wound, and blood kept flowing out. If he did not stop the bleeding in time, he probably would not live long.
In the army of this era, there was no such thing as a military doctor.
Therefore, after a soldier was injured, they would usually wait for death on the spot or bandage their own wounds.
To be honest, Boor was not clear about how to bandage a wound.
Because of his special physique, he was destined to not care about any injuries at all. All he needed to do was charge forward.
"Rip!"
Boor forcefully tore off a piece of cloth from the dead body.
He was thinking about how to bandage the wound to stop the bleeding.
"I... Will... Bandage…"
"You know this?"
"I... His father was…Necromancer…"
The young man said weakly.
During the Warring States Period, medicine was not yet developed enough, so it was often mixed with some witchcraft, or rather, metaphysics, alchemy, so they were called 'alchemists'.
However, most necromancers still knew a few ways to treat illnesses and save lives, so they were still somewhat useful.
Taking the cloth from Boor's hand, the young man forced himself up and used his skilled bandaging technique to barely stop the bleeding from his wound.
"You have some skills."
"Compared to you…It's still far from enough."
"That's different. You've already beheaded two levels. Moreover, many soldiers on the battlefield bled and died in vain because they didn't know how to bandage their wounds.”Boor patted the young man's shoulder and said," How can I teach this skill to others? It can save many people."”
In this era, the casualties were calculated together.
The main reason was that after receiving a certain degree of injury, there was no military doctor to treat it, so the mortality rate was extremely high.
If he could recruit a group of 'necromancers' or pass on this technique, he might be able to save many injured soldiers of the Qin country on the battlefield.
"I'm just a soldier…This technique…How can it be recognized by the army?"
"What are you talking about? This is a great merit.”
"I hope so…"
"Hide under the grain cart and live well!”
"Wait... Wait... What's your name? Name…"
"Boor."
"My name is…Xu Fu…"
“？！”
Boor was greatly surprised.
The young man whom he had casually saved turned out to be Xu Fu, the famous alchemist who had even served as the imperial physician of the King of Qin, Ying Zheng.
There were not many records about Xu Fu in history. There was no trace of what he did when he was young. This was just a mystery.
Although his search for the Elixir of Immortality was criticized by later generations, his medical skills were definitely not bad. It was just that he did not use it on the right track.
Perhaps, with his guidance, Xu Fu would be able to use his medical skills to save people instead of being obsessed with immortality.
After settling down the injured Xu Fu, Boor once again threw himself into the battlefield.
His valiant battle was like a dazzling light, attracting the attention of many scattered Qin soldiers.
Since the start of the battle, due to the ferocity of the Wei soldiers and the charge of the Wei cavalry, almost every 'Wu' had suffered casualties. The number of sergeants and prefectural sergeants who had died in battle was also uncountable.
When they couldn't find a companion and couldn't form an effective battle formation, it was naturally best to find a suitable person to follow.
"It's a boor! The one who beheaded a Level 8!"
"Let's kill the enemy with him!"
"Follow beside Boor!"
“.......”
One after another, the scattered Qin soldiers began to fight with the boorish man as the center.
After receiving the morale buff from the Wolf Fang Pendant, all of them became spirited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Around Boor, more than thirty Qin soldiers quickly gathered…
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