Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1146 - 1146 49 Meng Shuais Military Record 5

Chapter 1146: Chapter 49 Meng Shuai’s Military Record 5 [3-in-1]_3 Chapter 1146: Chapter 49 Meng Shuai’s Military Record 5 [3-in-1]_3 Although getting injured is common in this war-torn era, having… over 1,700 scars on one’s body, what concept is that??

It’s practically a living representation of being covered in wounds!

Even if it were death by a thousand cuts, how many slashes would that be?

And the time it took for these scars to be inflicted was only three and a half years!

What ordinary person could endure such pain?

Especially some of the civil officials, who feel pain for half a day over a small cut and take several days to heal, now feel even more embarrassed.

Thinking about someone getting injured over 1,700 times on the battlefield… that’s constant life-and-death combat!

“I must say, General Meng, you are a legend of Great Qin! A living legend!”

The Qin Emperor laughed heartily, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

“Truly an example for our soldiers and horses of Great Qin!”

Several veteran generals sighed with heavy hearts.

Fei Shen said, “Your Majesty mentioned that Meng Fang is a living legend, and this old minister deeply agrees.”

He laughed and continued, “It’s said that this old minister has fought in battle all his life, going through over 1,300 military campaigns. But these 1,300-plus battles took over two hundred years.”

“If we average it out, although my life’s battles have been numerous, when it comes to injuries, I’m afraid I’m not even close to the tip of what General Meng has endured! It’s truly shameful.”

“And what’s even more legendary is…”

“General Meng, with his flesh and blood, has endured those 1,700-plus injuries and still isn’t dead! Moreover, he kept getting promoted, until today he is a high-ranking general. It’s simply like cheating! If it weren’t for seeing it with my own eyes and checking personally multiple times, I wouldn’t believe it even if you killed me!”

The word ‘cheating’ hit right at the generals’ hearts.

Instantly, everyone wanted to speak.

Truly, there’s no other way to describe such experiences but ‘cheating.’

Ma Tian laughed out loud and said, “You all know that I’m in charge of reporting military achievements. During these three-plus years, every time I saw young Meng Fang’s accomplishments, I would painstakingly review them to find any trickery. The reason is simply that I can’t quite believe that such a naturally gifted military talent exists. But every time I check, it’s always true!”

The veteran generals roared with laughter, and at this moment, without a doubt, Ma was voicing everyone’s thoughts.

If you had not seen it with your own eyes, if you had not verified it yourself, it would be hard to believe.

But the fact remains.

Meng Fang, this young man, seems like he’s the illegitimate son of the heavens, countless times critically injured and on the brink of death, yet always managed to recover in a very short time and return to the battlefield.

This alone has made the old fellows exclaim countless times: This guy, he must be the heavens’ illegitimate son!

Otherwise, how could it be so?

“Had you not mentioned it, I wouldn’t have thought of this…”

The Qin Emperor laughed and said, “General Meng, would you allow me to see the injuries on your body?”

Wang Jian, the top official in the military, immediately ordered, “Meng Fang, remove your clothes!”

Meng Fang pulled at his clothes, looking somewhat uneasy, “Should I strip completely?”

“Hahahaha…”

With these words from Meng Fang, the hall that had suddenly fallen silent erupted into a tumult of laughter.

Several old fellows laughed until tears ran down their faces, shaking as they said, “No need to strip completely, no need to strip completely, keep your underwear on. Hahaha…”

Meng Fang cleared his throat and without further hesitation or delay, began to undress as if following a military order.

Indeed, being shirtless and baring one’s chest was already a habit for those in the military. With a quick motion, he took off his top, exposing his front and back.

“Enough,” Wang Jian took a deep breath, quickly intervening.

That was already sufficient—

Meng Fang’s body, from the neck down to the waist, the front of his chest, back, and both shoulders…

Densely packed scars, one after another, each distinct – many of them layered and intersecting.

At a glance, there was hardly any unscarred flesh to see, just a panorama of flesh that bore the marks of old wounds.

Upon closer inspection of his face, one could make out the healed scars of countless past wounds.

“Actually, I don’t have as many scars on my body as before…”

Meng Fang scratched his head, smiling, “When I was a junior officer, Great Marshal Fei Xinyu gifted me with one of Doctor Feng’s Life-Taking Elixirs, which healed many of my scars. If you had seen me then, there were almost no scars left.”

The hall fell silent again.

So many scars healed… yet still a profusion of them!

Uncountable!

What if they hadn’t been treated once? How would it look?

Unimaginable!

Everyone knew the potency of Doctor Feng’s elixirs – with Meng Fang’s modest cultivation at the time he held the role of junior officer, consuming an elixir could rejuvenate him completely and heal all scars. Considering the magnitude of his present injuries, one could only imagine the accumulation of past damages.

The Qin Emperor deeply sighed, “The blood Meng has shed for our country, Great Qin, must not be forgotten!”

He took off the dark mink cloak he was wearing, stepped down from the throne, and personally draped it over Meng Fang’s shoulders, his voice filled with emotion, “Let me provide some warmth for Meng.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

Meng Fang quickly said, “This humble servant dares not.”

Even if the Emperor’s clothes were bestowed upon you, you couldn’t just put them on; you must show some refusal first.

“You may take it without reservation,”

The Qin Emperor held his hand firmly and said deeply, “Meng Fang, you deserve it!”

“Thank you for your Majesty’s gracious gift!”

Meng Fang clasped his hands together, putting his previously removed clothing back on before folding the Emperor’s gifted cloak carefully and holding it in his arms.