Instantly Slaying the Bandit Chief

The entire camp was in an uproar!

All the players found it unbelievable.

"Is this for real?! Ding Ling is actually a newbie player?!"

"This has to be a joke! How could Ding Ling possibly be a newbie player?! I saw it with my own eyes—his saber technique was incredibly sharp and swift! Even ordinary Third-Rate Military Generals were nowhere near his level! Could a newbie really be that strong?!"

"Exactly. Who would believe such an absurd joke?"

Even though some players swore up and down that they had personally seen Ding Ling at the top of the overall rankings,

some players who had personally witnessed Ding Ling display his might still refused to believe it.

"If you don't believe it, why not find some time to check out Players' Plaza?"

The players who had vouched for Ding Ling became anxious.

"You'll know the answer once you see it!"

"Hmph, of course we'll look. But this is the best time to train. Logging out now and then logging back in would waste too much time. Sooner or later, we'll find out whether what you said is true!"

Ding Ling held a map and studied it carefully.

He had thoroughly studied all kinds of geographical knowledge in the Real World. Now, he was undeniably a Geography Master!

As long as he had a map, he could identify the terrain and landforms.

He would never get lost!

Just like right now.

In the past, Ding Ling would definitely have wandered around until he confused himself!

After all, he had been an ordinary person. Though he was not directionally challenged, he absolutely could not pull off something as outrageous as "automatic navigation" through endless mountains and ridges!

But things were different now.

By comparing the map, he could accurately pinpoint the correct route forward.

Ding Ling could not help sighing over this.

Although many skills in the Real World seem useless, they work wonders whenever it truly matters. Once I log out, I should search online for more skills to learn.

Ding Ling's Library was extraordinarily mysterious.

As long as there was a specific body of knowledge, and as long as it was a skill, it could condense into a book and instantly reach max level.

Thus, the Library and the internet were Ding Ling's strongholds for learning skills.

Several hours later.

"General, Zhongqiu of Zhao State is just ahead!"

A scout raced up to Ding Ling, leaped down from his saddle, and reported the military situation.

General...

Ding Ling glanced at the scout. This fellow was a clever one. Unless something unexpected happened, there was a ninety-percent chance he was a player.

The scout looked at him differently from the other NPCs, and every now and then, he let slip a sentence or two of modern slang. It was impossible for Ding Ling not to notice.

He's definitely an old player.

With that thought, Ding Ling nodded and called out crisply.

"Rest where you are for fifteen minutes, then proceed immediately to suppress the bandits."

"Yes, General!"

The four hundred elite soldiers answered in unison.

They were all cavalry.

Every one of them wore a sword at his waist, carried a great bow on his back, and held a spear in his hand!

Besides that, a large saber hung from the side of each horse's belly!

They were fully equipped!

It had to be said, Pan Feng had truly treated Ding Ling well!

Even within the Ji Province Camp, there could not be many elite troops so lavishly outfitted.

"That guy certainly looks the part. The question is whether he truly has the skills, or whether he's all flash and no substance."

Several veteran players gathered together to rest and whispered among themselves.

"I heard he's highly skilled. He should have the real deal!"

"Not necessarily. Maybe he's just a poser?"

"We'll find out soon enough. But if he really sucks, he'll be utterly humiliated. It won't just embarrass him—it'll embarrass Pan Feng too! Ding Ling was promoted from a recruit to Military Secretary so quickly entirely because Pan Feng pushed for it..."

Ding Ling's strength had now reached over nine hundred jin!

His agility and constitution were also extremely high!

At his current level,

keen hearing and sharp eyesight were simply the basics.

He faintly heard some people speaking ill of him.

But he did not care. He merely swung the Fangtian Halberd a few times. Only after confirming that he could control it perfectly did he relax.

Along the way, Ding Ling had occasionally swung and shaken the Fangtian Halberd so that he could become fully attuned to it.

After several hours, he could wield the halberd freely.

He could use the Fangtian Halberd to perform staff techniques, saber techniques, spear techniques, and even axe techniques.

It was precisely because he could wield so many types of weapons that, at his request,

Pan Feng had gone to the Ji Province armory and found a Divine Weapon halberd that had been sealed away for many years!

Compared to other weapons,

this halberd truly qualified as top-grade, comparable to a Divine Weapon!

Its weight alone was extraordinary.

Its sharpness, sturdiness, toughness, and other qualities far surpassed the sabers, spears, and axes he had used before!

Ding Ling was immensely satisfied with this weapon. If not for that, he would not have been so cooperative in heading to Zhongqiu to suppress the bandits.

After taking so many benefits from Pan Feng, and even receiving Achievement Medals, how could he not give Pan Feng some face?

Ding Ling still did not know that Pan Feng was planning to promote him and transfer him to Changshan to train under Tong Yuan.

Otherwise, he would have been even more enthusiastic.

Fifteen minutes later.

"Move out!"

Ding Ling shouted.

The four hundred elite soldiers mounted up, gripped their spears, and followed Ding Ling toward Zhongqiu with agile, vigorous bearing.

They had traveled for less than half an hour

when cries of battle drifted from afar.

"Hahaha, kill them!"

"Don't let a single man go! Leave all the women for Laozi!"

Those rough, boisterous voices.

Those wild words!

That familiar, clichéd "villain" dialogue!

They crashed into his ears alongside the sounds of brutal fighting!

While lamenting the villains' crude way of speaking, Ding Ling raised a brow and looked toward the voices.

Ahead on the main road, a group of burly men armed with sabers and spears, their armor incomplete, were hacking at a group of men who were clearly guards.

"General."

The scout stepped forward to report.

"These robbers are very likely the bandits we are looking for!"

"Hm?"

Ding Ling's eyes lit up slightly. They had found the bandits this easily? How could he let them go?

Once he finished them off, he could return to Yecheng and report completion!

With that attitude, Ding Ling directly shook the halberd in his hand and took the lead in charging at the burly men.

There were not many of them, only around a hundred.

Ding Ling's group came charging over in grand force without making any attempt to conceal themselves.

Although the burly men were fighting fiercely and excitedly, they immediately noticed something was wrong. Seeing that Ding Ling's side had greater numbers and complete armor, clearly an elite force, they were greatly alarmed!

They stopped and retreated, looking toward their leader.

"What a pity, what a pity! Just a little more!"

The bandit chief cast a deep look at the several beauties in the carriage.

With an unwilling expression, he waved his hand.

"Brothers, retreat!"

Whoosh!

The hundred-man group scattered in all directions.

Ding Ling's four hundred men were all mounted, so they had nothing to fear as they split up in pursuit.

Ding Ling's fine horse was fast, and he quickly caught up with the bandit chief. The chief rode a poor horse that could not run quickly. Ding Ling raised his halberd and brought it down, casually stabbing him from his horse with a single thrust.

The bandit chief did not even have time to scream or beg for mercy before he died on the spot!

The other bandits, who had originally intended to rush over and gang up on Ding Ling to rescue their leader, cried out in terror and fled even faster.

Ding Ling pursued them on horseback and stabbed several more to death in succession. When he saw the rest had fled too far away, he could not be bothered to chase them and instead ordered someone to cut off the bandit chief's head.

Meanwhile, he pondered to himself.

This is my first time on a battlefield. I thought I would feel intense discomfort. It seems that while I do feel some, it isn't nearly as strong as I expected.

Ultimately, it was because the difference in strength between both sides was too great.

The bandit chief was not even as strong as a Third-Rate Military General.

Ding Ling had instantly killed him!

Ding Ling had not even had time to unleash a single move!