Free Web NovelChapter 18: Great Victory
Long Chen felt that if he killed the second-tier troop type—the Yellow Turban Warrior—in front of him, he would surely gain a significant amount of experience points.
Zhou Tai crookedly grinned and said, "Alright, Lord, keep an eye on this!"
The Cold Moon Blade was leveled across his chest, and a pair of fierce tiger eyes glared at the robust Yellow Turban Warrior ahead, emitting a tremendous aura that manifested as a blood-red light.
Sensing such power, the Yellow Turban Warrior prepared for a counterattack with bent knees, ready to charge at any moment.
The massive maul, as heavy as a boulder, was raised high with an overwhelming presence.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them charged at each other like arrows shot from a bow.
Clang!
Their weapons clashed at high speed, creating a series of sparks. fгeewebnovёl.com
Boom!
With a tremendous roar, the robust Yellow Turban Warrior was sent flying dozens of yards away by Zhou Tai’s Cold Moon Blade.
Seeing this overwhelming victory, Long Chen felt that this was both expected and unexpected.
Zhou Tai’s strength attribute was a whopping 72, while the Yellow Turban Warrior had only 31, making Zhou Tai twice as strong. Thus, his victory was reasonable.
What truly surprised Long Chen was the breathtaking scene where the Yellow Turban Warrior, in front of Zhou Tai, appeared like a tiny ant, easily sent flying.
This only increased Long Chen’s anticipation of how his own strength would manifest when it reached the level of Zhou Tai.
The Yellow Turban Warrior’s body smashed the two stone lions in front of the mansion into pieces!
Chshhh...
Blood spurted from the Yellow Turban Warrior’s mouth as his entire body convulsed.
"Lord, it’s now!" Zhou Tai shouted loudly.
Long Chen didn’t hesitate at all. He leaped forward, and his Blood-Drinking Blade, like the Grim Reaper, was just inches away from the dying Yellow Turban Warrior.
Buzz—Boom!
A powerful force interrupted Long Chen’s finishing blow, sending him flying as if he were a broken kite.
If it weren’t for Zhou Tai’s quick reaction, leaping into the air to catch Long Chen, he would have suffered even more severe injuries.
"Who is it?" Zhou Tai’s fierce eyes opened wide, and he looked angrily at the person who had sent their leader flying.
At this moment, a figure floated out from the mansion...
This person was clad in iron armor and exuded an extraordinary aura.
A Yellow Turban who could wear iron armor, if Long Chen’s guess was correct, this person was the leader of this Yellow Turban stronghold, the commander of this branch.
This person had sinister triangular eyes and a menacing gaze, holding a silver-pointed long spear with a sharp and cold glint! freewebnovёl.ƈom
Behind him was a tall and burly man, not much different from the fallen Yellow Turban Warrior.
He should also be a Yellow Turban Warrior.
With Zhou Tai’s assistance, Long Chen had already recovered significantly. His earlier flight was due to being shaken by the tremendous force and hadn’t caused any injury.
He coldly stared at the ironclad Yellow Turban who had hindered his final blow.
"Check the attribute panel!"
"Ding! Checking the attribute panel..."
[Name]: Xu Wu
[Rank]: Yellow Turban Branch Commander
[Level]: Level 34
[Strength]: 45 (Max 67)
[Strategy]: 17 (Max 62)
[Endurance]: 30 (Max 60)
[Equipment]: Silver Spear (Blue-tier, Superior, +28 Attack)
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No wonder this person was able to knock me flying with one spear; his martial strength is much higher than mine!
Long Chen thought to himself.
His mouth was still aching from the hit!
With the growing firelight around him and the sounds of fighting, Xu Wu’s brows furrowed.
If it weren’t for Xu San being his cousin, he would have fled long ago.
Damn it, I told them to guard the gates closely recently. The government troops have been coming at us like they’re on an aphrodisiac.
Xu Wu cursed, "Xu San, what are you waiting for? Run!"
"You few stay behind. The rest of you, follow me to break through the encirclement!"
Without saying a word, Xu Wu used the last of the Thirty-Six Strategies, which was the last resort.
Retreat!
It’s not his fault. The murderous aura emanating from Zhou Tai was too intense. It was not something he could contend with at his level.
Zhou Tai hadn’t reached his peak yet, but he already had the strength of a third-rate martial general. These grunts were no match for him.
Moreover, Long Chen’s fierce soldiers, led by Jiang Qin, were causing chaos among the Yellow Turbans!
The situation is already dire, so why not run now?
"Zhou Tai, chase them down for me!" Long Chen shouted.
He was a bit frustrated now. This Xu Wu was not following the script at all; he just ran away.
This wouldn’t do!
In Long Chen’s eyes, they were a big piece of fat, and killing a little commander would yield rich rewards.
Moreover, they would gain a lot of experience and help him level up.
We can’t let them escape!
"Understood, my lord!" Zhou Tai snatched a horse and mounted it.
Racing away, dust billowed in the air.
Long Chen was quite confident in Zhou Tai’s abilities, so he continued to fight the Yellow Turbans with the other guards.
After killing several panicked Yellow Turbans one after another, Long Chen reached level 20.
"Ding! Congratulations on reaching level 20. You now receive 5 attribute points to distribute as you wish..."
"All into martial strength!"
"Check the attribute panel!"
[Name]: Long Chen, also known as Jueming
[Title]: Village Chief
[Rank]: None (Reputation Value: 200)
[Level]: 20 (Maximum Level: 100)
[Strength]: 35 (Maximum: 80)
[Strategy]: 10 (Maximum: 70)
[Stamina]: 15 (Maximum: 70)
[Domestic Affairs]: 10 (Maximum: 70)
[Charm]: 100 (Influenced by the "Dragon and Phoenix Among Man" Golden Legendary Talent)
[Awakening]: None
[Equipment]: Blood-Drinking Blade (Blue-tier Excellent...)
[Skills]: Heavy Strike (Grade D...)
[Martial Arts]: None
[Talent]: Dragon and Phoenix Among Man(Golden Legendary) (Charm Value: 100, All attributes of subordinates increased by 30%)
[Wealth]: 860 silver taels
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Now, my martial power is sufficient to take on a hundred foes, though these are just common soldiers. If they were elites, I could still handle ten with the Blood-Drinking Blade.
Regardless, I now possess a certain level of self-defense, but there is still a significant gap to becoming a third-rate military general.
"Brothers, cut down the enemy’s banner and raise our own flag!" Long Chen shouted.
In ancient times, in battles between two armies, the military flag represented the spirit and courage of the army. If one side’s flag was taken down by the enemy, it would significantly impact morale.
As expected, when the Yellow Turban’s flag fell from the sky, the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers, who had considered making a last stand, weakened rapidly. They now felt powerless, contemplating escape or surrender.
As the Dragon Village’s flag, the Dragon Flag, soared in the wind, the morale of our 900 fierce soldiers surged, and they fought with extraordinary fierceness. This struck fear into the hearts of the Yellow Turbans!
The Yellow Turbans were so terrified they were shaking.
Seeing that the time was right and the battle was won, Long Chen shouted, "Drop your weapons! Those who surrender won’t be killed!"
The messenger soldiers also followed Long Chen’s orders.
"Drop your weapons! Those who surrender won’t be killed!"
"Drop your weapons! Those who surrender won’t be killed!"
These words were like a tidal wave, and wherever they went, Yellow Turban soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground, falling like ripe wheat during the harvest.
At this moment, Jiang Qin, holding a blade stained with thick blood, came up behind Long Chen.
Kneeling on one knee, he saluted and said, "My Lord! All of the Yellow Turbans have surrendered, and those who resisted were executed on the spot!"
"We killed 1,538 enemies and captured 1,450 of them!"
There was no hiding the excitement in his tone.
This battle was incredible. Our side had only suffered just over a hundred casualties, while the nearly 3,000 Yellow Turbans had been routed and scattered by our 900 fierce soldiers!
Such a great victory was due to the wise leadership and strategic deployment of our Lord.
Jiang Qin admired him greatly, and his loyalty to Long Chen deepened.
With such a wise and valiant Lord, what couldn’t they achieve?
Moreover, our Lord was a benevolent and righteous ruler!
Suddenly, a metallic sound echoed in Long Chen’s mind.
"Ding! Four-star military general Jiang Qin’s favorability rating towards you has reached 90."
"The test result is: Sworn to follow to the death!!!"
Long Chen was touched, not expecting Jiang Qin to be his first loyal general who had sworn to follow him to the death.
He quickly helped Jiang Qin to his feet, expressing his gratitude, "This victory is thanks to Gongyi (Jiang Qin’s nickname) for your bravery in battle and the efforts of all our brothers!"
While saying this, he also saluted the soldiers around him to express his gratitude.
"Ding! Wang Wu’s favorability rating towards you has reached 92."
"Ding! ... It has reached 93."
Almost every one of these fierce soldiers had reached the point of being willing to follow Long Chen to the death!
Long Chen was not someone who just talked but didn’t act.
He pressed down with his hands, and the scene suddenly quieted down.
"Brothers, after this battle, each of you will receive a reward of 10 copper coins!"
Ten copper coins could provide a comfortable life for an ordinary family for a long time. Through this battle, Long Chen could exchange his kill count for 300 silver coins, equivalent to 30,000 copper coins.
After distributing the rewards, he still had 200 silver coins left, but more importantly, he had skill books, which were what Long Chen desired most.
As a result, everyone was extremely grateful to Long Chen.
"My Lord is truly a benevolent and righteous ruler!"
"Having such a Lord, even if we die in battle, so what!"
"If my Lord weren’t a man, I would want to..."
"Wang Wu, your thoughts are very dangerous..."
Long Chen didn’t pay attention to the discussions among his subordinates. Instead, he walked into the residence of the Yellow Turban small commander, accompanied by Jiang Qin.
This was the residence of a small commander-level Yellow Turban, so there were likely many treasures inside.
For Long Chen, searching for treasures was an enjoyable task, filled with the excitement of unknown surprises.
After one stick of incense had burned down, Long Chen sat on top of two large crates, his brows furrowed as he fell into contemplation.
This can’t be right!
As a small commander, one level below the bandit leader, the treasures hidden here shouldn’t be so meager!
Inside the two crates beneath him, there were a total of 500 silver coins, more than the reward he received from the government for eliminating bandits.
But Long Chen was still not satisfied.
"My Lord, this vase looks quite beautiful. Would you like to take it back and place it in your study?" Jiang Qin said as he looked at an exquisitely decorated vase.
Long Chen replied absentmindedly, "Oh, sure..."
"Hmm!? Wait a moment..."
Long Chen hopped down from the crates and approached Jiang Qin.
He gazed at the beautiful vase, deep in thought.
Based on my experience from watching TV dramas for so many years, this vase has a problem, a significant problem.
Long Chen first lifted the vase to see if it triggered any response. When nothing happened, he gently turned it left and right.
"Hmm..."
"Boom!"
The cabinet moved upwards, and a stone wall slowly rose, emitting a heavy, muffled rumble.
