Bai Yuan transmigrates to the Great Qin, becoming a cannon-fodder conscript at the foot of the Great Wall, a broken arrow lodged in his chest. Before him, a hundred-man Xiongnu unit is slaughtering the wounded. Behind him, a Qin army commandant cowers and trembles inside a beacon tower.
A dead end.
“[God of Slaughter Loot System] binding successful. Kill enemies to grow stronger.”
One slash takes a Xiongnu cavalryman's head: all attributes +1.
Ten slashes cut down a Xiongnu squad leader: loot acquired, [Tang-style saber].
A hundred slashes wipe out the entire hundred-man unit: loot acquired, [ten Divine Arm Crossbows].
From that day on, a blood-red asura who could not be killed appeared on the northern frontier of the Great Qin.
He paved his way with enemy heads, killing his way from squad leader to commander, then from commander to deputy general. Meng Tian regarded him as a blade's edge, and Wang Ben treated him as a kindred spirit. But deep in the palace at Xianyang, Zhao Gao wrote four words on a memorial: “His achievements threaten the throne.”
When Bai Yuan heard the news, he was sitting in the Xiongnu Chanyu's tent, wiping down his saber.
He chuckled and looked back toward Xianyang:
“Who says a conscript can't become a king?”
It gets weaker as you go to the back, the plot progresses inexplicably, and the Huns fight more and more.
Too little again, alas