You Made Me Cannon Fodder, So I Leveled Up to Commander in an Instant

One arrow blows the head off a Turkic vanguard soldier. Three times ten breaths of the Tyrant's strength. A youth who rose from the penal battalion tramples over ten thousand taels of gold and the title of marquis, punching a hole in the heavens of the Great Qian Dynasty!

Jiang Han transmigrates into the Great Qian's most tragic cannon fodder!

From the start, he's driven out to fill a trench and die?

Ding! The Military Merit System is bound. Kill enemies to win prize draws!

From convict soldier to hundred-household commander, thousand-household commander, ten-thousand-household commander...

Others risk their lives for military merit. He treats it like an ATM!

"System, scan that head for me. How much military merit is it worth?"

Jiang Han grins, baring his gleaming white teeth:

"Then I'll kill until rivers of blood flow, and take the throne to see how the view looks!

Today you laugh at me as cannon fodder. Tomorrow you'll be on your knees, shouting:

Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor! Long, long live the emperor!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.