There were also several large platters of stir-fried dishes whose names he couldn't recognize, steaming hot and overflowing with aroma.

The alcohol consisted of rice wine, a specialty of the Annan Kingdom, and vodka brought by Russia; the rice wine was mellow and smooth, while the vodka was fierce enough to burn the throat.

Powerful individuals from various nations sat on both sides. The men from Russia drank the most fiercely; Ivan finished three pots of wine by himself, clutching a wine pot while playing finger-guessing games with the Annan Kingdom general beside him, drinking whether he lost or won.

Paul walked up to Lin Feng with a wine glass, said only, "Lord Lin, happy cooperation," and downed it in one gulp. Lin Feng finished his drink as well.

Hamza did not drink alcohol; he held a cup of Qingluo juice and chatted with Deputy City Lord Liu Zhenshan about the defense of the Tieba Kingdom.

After gnawing through an entire lamb leg, Zhao Hu wiped his mouth and said to Meng Yi beside him, "This roasted lamb leg is pretty good; let's have Master Li learn how to make it later."

Meng Yi didn't reply, focusing instead on the piece of meat on his own plate.

General Rajput left early, his expression still unpleasant, and no one stopped him.

Nguyen Van Hung sat in the main seat, smiling much more than he had during the day. He toasted everyone one by one, and when he reached Lin Feng, he lowered his voice and said, "Lord Lin, Thang Long City will always be your friend."

Jiang Zhaoyue and Jiang Yelan sat beside Lin Feng. Jiang Zhaoyue had drunk half a small cup of wine, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Jiang Yelan had not touched a drop of alcohol, her gaze constantly directed toward the doorway.

Halfway through the banquet, Lin Feng put down his wine glass, turned to Jiang Zhaoyue and Jiang Yelan, and whispered, "Lord Jiang, Ye Lan, you should take the main army back to Hangu Pass tomorrow morning. I have some business to attend to and need to return to Fenghuo County tonight."

Jiang Zhaoyue nodded without asking further questions, saying only, "Be careful on the road."

Jiang Yelan glanced at him and gave a slight nod.

Lin Feng stood up, cupped his hands in a salute to bid farewell to Nguyen Van Hung, Paul, and the others, and everyone stood up to return the gesture.

He walked out of the Council Hall; the night wind hit his face, cool and chilly, blowing away some of the scent of alcohol on him.

He checked the time—eight o'clock in the evening—then pushed off with his feet, his body soaring into the air.

The golden light of his zhutian war boots exploded into an afterimage in the night sky as he sped off in a southeasterly direction.

Thang Long City was about fifteen hundred li away from Fenghuo County. He pushed his speed to the maximum, seventy meters per second.

This speed consumed a great deal of stamina, but he didn't want to waste a single second.

Tonight, he had to build the Terracotta Army and expand the roster of the Great Qin Elite Soldiers to its full capacity.

The wind whistled in his ears, and the scenery on both sides stretched into blurry lines. Below him, the Qingluo Plain shimmered with silvery-white light under the moonlight, with villages and cities flashing past.

He flew over Meiqiu County, flew over Nha Trang County, and flew over the Golden Ear Plain.

The night grew deeper, and the moon rose to its zenith, casting his shadow upon the clouds.

Three hours later, the walls of Fenghuo County appeared in his field of view.

Under the moonlight, the blue-gray walls gleamed with a cold light, and the soldiers patrolling the ramparts moved like ants.

Lin Feng did not use the city gate; he flew directly over it and landed in the southeast corner of the Inner City.

The stone gate of the Great Qin Elite Camp shimmered with a dark cyan luster under the moonlight, and dark golden light flowed within the strokes of the character "Qin" on the lintel.

He walked to the stone gate, placed his hand on the cold stone wall, and with a thought, the operation interface unfolded before his eyes.

His gaze skipped over the troop recruitment options and landed on the final item—【wonder】.

He took a deep breath and clicked it.

The light screen popped up two options: 【Great Wall (Unique)】 and 【Terracotta Army (Unique)】.

He clicked on the Terracotta Army.

The list of construction requirements unfolded before him: stone, wood, Iron Ingot, mithril, Gray Crystal, and heroic soul core; each item was followed by the green text "Satisfied."

The build button lit up with a golden glow.

Lin Feng decisively clicked "Build."

The runes on the stone gate suddenly erupted with blinding golden light, and the entire Great Qin Elite Camp trembled.

A massive holographic map of the interior of Fenghuo County projected out from the stone gate, hovering above Fenghuo County. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

A system prompt popped up: 【Terracotta Army under construction, please select a location.】

Lin Feng moved across the map and discovered that the Terracotta Army was built underground; he selected a location ten meters next to the Great Qin Elite Camp.

【Terracotta Army construction successful.】

A system prompt followed immediately; an entrance appeared on the ground, featuring a stone gate with two terracotta soldier statues standing on either side, so lifelike they seemed as if they might move the next second.

The effects of the Terracotta Army unfolded before his eyes.

Effect 1: The morale of the troops within the territory will never collapse, and they are immune to fear and confusion effects.

Effect 2: The souls of fallen soldiers will be stored within the Terracotta Army.

Effect 3: Can designate one troop type to increase its troop capacity limit by ten thousand.

Lin Feng stared at those three effects. Morale never collapsing meant his troops would never rout, panic, or fall into confusion; even if fought down to the last man, they would fight to the death without retreating.

Soul storage meant the souls of fallen soldiers would not dissipate; as for what use that would have later, he did not know yet.

And what made his heart race the most was the third effect: being able to designate one troop type to increase its troop capacity limit by ten thousand.

Without hesitation, he pulled up the operation interface for the Great Qin Elite Camp, found the line for "Weakened Great Qin Elite," and raised the troop capacity limit from ten thousand to twenty thousand.

Then, he clicked "Recruit All."

The resource reserve numbers began to jump; Gray Crystal, Copper Ingot, and Tin Ingot fell like a waterfall, but the quantity was sufficient, steadily stopping above the safety line.

Over ten thousand Great Qin Elite Soldiers all began training.

Lin Feng withdrew his hand and stood in the moonlight, looking at the newly born Terracotta Army stone gate, then glanced at the Great Qin Elite Camp operating at full capacity next to it, and let out a long breath.

He suddenly remembered that ever since entering the Nightmare World, it seemed he had never truly relaxed.

Black Wind Camp, Black Wolf Den, Qingmu County, Chidori County, Annan Kingdom, Thang Long City... one battle after another, one matter after another, his nerves were always taut, and even in his sleep, he was thinking about tomorrow's arrangements.

Once he got the Third Rank book and the Silver Dragon Egg, and once Beacon Fire Territory promoted to city-level, he would definitely give himself a long vacation.

He wouldn't think about anything, wouldn't do anything; he would just sunbathe on the walls of Hangu Pass, or go to Kumamoto County to soak in the hot springs, or return to Blue Star to live a peaceful life for a while.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he whispered, "I really need to give myself a vacation."

Immediately, he shook his head, pushed off with his feet, and his body soared into the air, flying toward Hangu Pass in the northwest.

The {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} moonlight was like water, spilling onto the walls of Fenghuo County and dyeing the blue-gray walls a silvery white.

Behind him, the stone gate of the Great Qin Elite Camp stood silently, and the two terracotta soldier statues at the entrance of the Terracotta Army gleamed with a cold, eerie luster under the moonlight, like two eternal sentinels.

The orc army marching south might have already assembled in the north; the time left for him was not much, but it was enough.