The entire camp erupted!
All the players felt incredulous.
"Seriously?! Ding Ling is actually a newcomer player?!"
"This is practically a joke! How could Ding Ling be a newcomer player! I saw with my own eyes that his saber technique was extremely fierce and swift! Ordinary third-class generals are far inferior. Could a newcomer be this formidable?!"
"Exactly. How could anyone believe such outlandish nonsense!"
...
Even though some players were adamant, claiming they witnessed firsthand that the one topping the ranking was Ding Ling.
But some players who had seen Ding Ling's prowess still didn't believe it.
"If you don't believe, why not take some time to check out the Player Plaza?"
Players who vouched for Ding Ling were getting anxious:
"Once you see, you'll know the truth!"
"Hmph, I'll surely check. But now is the best time for training, logging off and on again is too much hassle. Sooner or later we'll know if what you said is true or false!"
...
...
Ding Ling carefully examined a map.
In the real world, he had thoroughly studied various geographical knowledge; now, he was a Master of Geography!
Just give him a map, and he could identify the terrain, the topography.
He absolutely wouldn't get lost!
Just like at this moment.
Had it been before, Ding Ling would have certainly gotten himself turned around!
Because he was just an ordinary person, not a directionally challenged one, but definitely unable to 'auto-navigate' in the vast mountain ranges!
But that's not the case now.
He could compare the map and accurately find the correct route ahead.
Regarding this, Ding Ling couldn't help but sigh:
'Even though many skills in the real world seem redundant. But at critical moments, they have amazing effects. It seems necessary to log off and scour the internet for some skills to learn.'
Ding Ling's library was quite magical.
As long as there were specific knowledge points and skills, it could condense into a book, and then instantly full level.
That's why the library and the internet were Ding Ling's skill learning grounds.
A few hours later.
"General, up ahead is Zhongqiu of Zhao Kingdom!"
A scout rushed to Ding Ling, dismounted swiftly, and reported the military situation.
General...
Ding Ling glanced at the scout, this guy was smart. Most likely ten-to-one was a player.
Because this scout looked at him differently than other NPCs, and occasionally uttered modern trendy language, making it hard not to notice.
'Surely an experienced player.'
Thinking this, Ding Ling nodded and commanded loudly:
"Take a quarter-hour rest here, then proceed to raid the bandits immediately."
"Yes, General!"
Four hundred elite troops responded in unison.
They were all cavalry.
All carried swords on their waists, bows on their backs, and long spears in hand!
Additionally, each horse had a large saber hung on its side!
All high-grade equipment!
It's undeniable that Pan Feng treated Ding Ling quite well!
Such high-end elite troops were definitely not common in the Jizhou camp.
"This guy looks competent enough, but is he truly skilled, or just a silver-like spear?"
A few seasoned players gathered to rest and discussed quietly:
"They say he has high skills, so he should be truly skilled!"
"Not necessarily. He could just be a poser?"
"We'll soon find out. However, if he turns out to be mediocre, it would be a huge embarrassment. Not only would he be embarrassed, but so would Pan Feng! It was his strong recommendation that got Ding Ling rapidly promoted to the Military Marquis position from a rookie..."
...
Ding Ling's strength had now impressively reached over nine hundred pounds!
His agility and physique were also extremely high values!
At this stage for him.
Sharp hearing and clear sight were considered foundational.
He vaguely heard some people's critical remarks about him.
But he didn't mind; he just twirled the Heaven-piercing Halberd a few times, and once he confirmed he could master this halberd perfectly, he was reassured.
Along the way, to achieve seamless integration with this Heaven-piercing Halberd, Ding Ling would occasionally practice wielding and swinging it.
After several hours, he was capable of using this halberd freely.
With techniques in staff, saber, spear, and even axe, he could all utilize with the Heaven-piercing Halberd.
Because he could wield multiple weapons, at his request,
Pan Feng went to Jizhou Prefecture's arsenal to fetch a sealed-for-years Divine Weapon halberd!
Compared with other weapons.
This halberd indeed was extraordinary, comparable to a Divine Weapon!
Not only was its weight remarkable.
Its sharpness, durability, and flexibility far exceeded the previous sabers, spears, and axes!
Ding Ling was immensely satisfied with this weapon, or else he wouldn't have cooperated to head to Zhongqiu to suppress the bandits.
Having received so many benefits from Pan Feng, and also gaining an Achievement Medal, how could he not give Pan Feng some face?
Ding Ling was unaware that Pan Feng was planning to promote him to go to Changshan to train with Tong Yuan.
Otherwise, his enthusiasm would surely be higher.
A quarter-hour later.
"Set off!"
Ding Ling shouted loudly.
The four hundred elite cavalry swiftly mounted their horses, wielding spears and following Ding Ling to Zhongqiu.
The journey didn't even last half an hour.
Shouts of battle came from afar.
"Hahaha, kill them all!"
"Don't spare a single man! Leave the women for me!"
That rough voice.
Those wild words!
That familiar, cliched 'villain' dialogue!
Along with the brutal sounds of battle blasting into their ears!
Ding Ling was taken aback by the 'villains' talking so crudely, furrowing his brow as he looked towards the source of the noise.
Only to see ahead on the main road, a group of men with partial armor wielding sabers and spears attacking a group of men who were obviously guards.
"General."
The scout came forward to report:
"These bandits are likely the marauders we're supposed to find!"
"Oh?"
Ding Ling's eyes lit up. Finding bandits this easily? How could he let such a chance slip?
Kill them and return to Ye City to report!
With this thought, Ding Ling twirled his halberd and led the charge against the men.
Their group of bandits wasn't numerous, only about a hundred.
Ding Ling's troops charged in full force, utterly unabashed.
These bandits were fiercely and excitedly fighting but noticed the anomaly quickly. Seeing Ding Ling's group outnumbered them and fully armed, they panicked!
They halted and retreated, looking towards their leader.
"What a pity, so close!"
The leader of the bandits cast a longing look at the few beauties on the carriage.
Unwillingly, he waved his hand:
"Brothers, retreat!"
Swish!
The group of a hundred dispersed in chaos.
All of Ding Ling's four hundred riders were mounted, fearless, and split to pursue.
The swift horse beneath Ding Ling chased after the bandit leader, whose steed was a drab horse, slow. Ding Ling soon caught up, raised his halberd, and with a casual strike, knocked him off the horse.
The bandit leader didn't even have time to cry out or plead before dying on the spot!
The other bandits who intended to gang up on Ding Ling were so frightened; they shouted in panic and ran even faster.
Ding Ling pursued on horseback, continuously spearing down several men, and seeing others had fled far, lost interest in chasing. He commanded someone to collect the bandit leader's head.
He then pondered to himself:
"My first time on the battlefield, I initially thought there'd be intense discomfort. But now it seems while there is discomfort, it isn't as intense."
Ultimately, the gap between them was too vast.
The bandit leader wasn't even as good as a third-class general.
He was instantly killed by Ding Ling!
Ding Ling didn't even have time to showcase his skills!