Early the next morning, Council Hall.

Sunlight spilled through the window frames, illuminating the entire hall.

The core members had all arrived. The eight of them sat on both sides, their gazes converging on Lin Feng at the head of the table.

Lin Feng sat upright in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over everyone as he spoke slowly.

"Seven o'clock tonight, we set out."

Everyone's expressions turned serious.

"Bring five hundred Beacon Guards; the entire force will move out," Lin Feng continued. "Aim to reach the target location by ten tonight."

Tie Dun scratched his head and couldn't help but ask, "Lord, why set out at night? Isn't it clearer during the day?"

Before he could finish, Zhao Hu slapped him on the back of the head. "The Lord has his reasons. Why ask so much!"

Tie Dun rubbed the back of his head and muttered aggrievedly, "I was just curious..."

Lin Feng smiled and said casually, "Going to the Crying Canyon so often, I've gotten a bit used to staying up late to grind mobs."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Right, right, right! Staying up late to kill monsters, we're experts at that!"

"That place has no fog during the day, and monsters only appear at night. We're definitely used to staying up late!"

"Alright, sleep during the day, work at night!"

After the laughter subsided, Lin Feng said seriously, "Rest well during the day and keep your spirits up. Gather at the North Gate at seven tonight. We won't wait for latecomers."

Everyone answered in unison and rose to take their leave.

...

Seven o'clock at night, outside the North Gate.

Five hundred Beacon Guards stood in a neat phalanx, their halberd tips like a forest, unmoving.

The light of the torches reflected on their faces; those silent faces were like cast iron.

In front of the phalanx, nine Great-Horned Deer for riding were lined up.

Zhao Hu, Shadow Snake, Tie Dun, Wang Wu, Arrow Eye, Su Yurou, A Wang, and Scarface Liu were already in position, each fully armed with sharp gazes.

Lin Feng strode out of the city gate and flipped onto the back of the tall Great-Horned Deer at the very front.

"Move out!"

With a single command, the troop set off.

The five hundred Beacon Guards marched, their footsteps as rhythmic as thunder. The torchlight snaked through the night like a dragon, extending toward the northern wilderness.

...

Ten o'clock at night, the destination.

Ahead, the area shrouded in gray mist was visible in the distance.

The outline of a crude camp loomed faintly, surrounded by countless figures of the Yellow Turban Army wandering about.

Lin Feng raised his right hand, and the troop halted.

"Rest and reorganize on the spot."

The five hundred Beacon Guards quickly dispersed, taking up advantageous positions in combat formation.

Torches were extinguished, leaving only a few dim oil lamps to avoid exposing their location.

Lin Feng dismounted and looked at everyone.

"I'm going out for a scout. You all stand by here."

Zhao Hu nodded. "Be careful, Lord."

Lin Feng waved his hand, his figure flickering as he vanished into the night.

...

Alone and silent, he made his way eastward.

He had scouted this area last time, and the route was etched in his memory.

Bypassing several patrolling Yellow Turban Army squads and pushing through a patch of low shrubs, the familiar hilly terrain appeared ahead.

That level 20 Yellow Turban Fierce Soldier was wandering around this area.

Lin Feng crouched behind a boulder, listening intently.

Heavy footsteps came from nearby, accompanied by coarse breathing.

He slowly poked his head out.

Under the moonlight, that tall figure was wandering slowly with its back to him.

A giant over two meters tall, clad in half-iron armor and a yellow turban, with a massive battle-axe resting on its shoulder.

It was alone.

A hint of a smile curled at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.

He silently summoned the Eye of Probability.

【Eye of Probability remaining uses: 1/1】

Target locked.

"Use Eye of Probability. Designated drop for Yellow Turban Fierce Soldier: Intermediate Class Change Book · Military General."

The silent command was issued.

A golden galaxy flowed before his eyes, converging into a line of burning words:

【Eye of Probability activated】

【Designated Drop: Intermediate Class Change Book · Military General (Original probability 0.0001%)】

【Current drop probability adjusted to 100%】

【Remaining uses: 0/1】

It's done!

Lin Feng hesitated no longer and suddenly leaped out from behind the boulder!

He raised his right hand—【Blazing Spear Light】!

Fifteen crimson lights shot out from the tip of the Wildfire Spear! Covering the sky like fifteen meteors, they tore through the night, heading straight for the Yellow Turban Fierce Soldier thirty meters away!

The giant turned abruptly, a fierce light flashing in its eyes! It swung its massive axe wildly, trying to parry!

Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!

Five spear lights were knocked away by the axe, exploding into clusters of sparks!

But ten still pierced deep into its body!

Puchi, puchi, puchi, puchi, puchi—

-132! -128! -135! -130! -125!...

The Yellow Turban Fierce Soldier's massive body trembled violently as blood sprayed! It roared, trying to charge forward, but it only took one step before collapsing heavily!

【Killed Lv20 Elite · Yellow Turban Fierce Soldier, gained 2000 Experience Points】

The corpse slowly dissipated.

In its place, several items remained: two green crystals and a bronze-colored booklet.

Lin Feng stepped forward quickly and grabbed the booklet.

On the cover, two large ancient seal script characters shone brilliantly under the moonlight—【Military General】.

He took a deep breath and used it directly!

The bronze booklet turned into a beam of golden light and surged into his chest!

【Class Change Successful!】

【Class: Military General (Beginner) → Military General (Intermediate)】

【Level: 19 → 20】

Boundless energy exploded within his body, washing over every inch of flesh and every bone!

Lin Feng could clearly feel his strength, agility, and constitution climbing at a terrifying speed!

He clenched his fists, feeling the surging power within him as a new attribute panel appeared before his eyes.

【Core Skill 'Generals Majesty' has been upgraded】

Self all attributes +100% (was 50%)

Bound soldiers, regardless of distance: Strength +10%, HP +100

【New Skill: Point General】

Can appoint elite units: Centurion, Commander of Five Hundred

Appointed unit strength is determined by barracks potential

Current Centurions available for appointment: 0/6

Current Commander of Five Hundreds available for appointment: 0/1

【Command Attribute】

Current maximum soldier command limit: 500 → 2500

Lin Feng's pupils constricted slightly.

Self all attributes +100%—this meant his basic combat power had effectively doubled!

Bound soldiers regardless of distance—from now on, even if he wasn't on the battlefield, those Beacon Guards could still enjoy his aura bonuses!

And what excited him the most was that 【Point General】 skill.

He could appoint Centurions and Commander of Five Hundreds!

Their strength would be determined by the barracks' potential!

His Beacon Guards were high-level special troops trained from the Great Qin Elite Camp!

So, how strong would the Centurions and Commander of Five Hundreds promoted from these soldiers be?

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth slowly widened.

He couldn't suppress the grin.

He had finally solved the fatal flaw of having no high-level combat power under his command.

In the future, Zhao Hu, Shadow Snake, and the others could focus on being his core combat generals, while the grassroots officers could be filled by elite units appointed by the system.

The five hundred Beacon Guards would truly become a blood-and-iron army with a skeleton and a soul!

He looked up at the outpost shrouded in gray mist.

He quickly calculated in his head.

The template bonuses for an ordinary Third-class change lord were ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) usually a configuration of one rare and two common, with main attribute bonuses generally between 120% and 140%.

Looking at the bonus ratio, his current 130% multiplier had already reached the level of an ordinary Third-class change lord.

But the gap lay in the basic attributes.

They would certainly have one main attribute reaching the 60-point threshold, which was the threshold for qualitative change and would unlock additional attribute effects.

So his current situation was: against an ordinary level 29 Rare Boss, his chances were not low;

But against a level 30 Third-class change lord, he was still a bit short.

However, as long as he leveled up a few more times and stacked his strength to 60 points, this gap could basically be bridged.

Just wait.

Once I digest this wave of improvements, I'll come and deal with you all.

He turned and vanished into the night.