Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 59: Black Mountain Army Li Damu

Ding Ling led the charge ahead.

Like a swift ship cutting through mighty waves, unstoppable!

Zhao Yun followed behind, clearing obstacles perfectly, serving as the ultimate support, leaving Ding Ling with no worries.

Their cooperation was flawless.

With their combined power, they killed and maimed no fewer than several hundred bandits.

The bandits were terrified, fleeing in panic.

Some bandit generals, armoured in general armor, were pierced through their vital points like shoulder blades by Ding Ling amidst the chaos, knocked to the ground, and ordered bound.

As for the bandit leader, attempting to escape, he was pursued by the swift Zhao Yun and stabbed directly to the ground.

Had Ding Ling not wanted to leave some alive.

None of these bandit generals would have survived.

"Surrender and live!"

Ding Ling shouted loudly.

The bandits, who were chased and battered by Ding Ling’s side, knelt and begged for surrender.

At Zhao Feng and the others’ demand.

They discarded their weapons and removed their armor.

One by one, dejected, completely devoid of their earlier ferocious aura.

As for the bandits who had fled and disappeared without a trace, Ding Ling didn’t even bother to order a pursuit.

He simply commanded the reorganization of this batch of bandits.

Afterward.

Ding Ling walked up to the bandit leader.

Seeing the fear in his eyes, Ding Ling smiled slightly:

"What is your name?"

"Li Damu."

The bandit leader replied anxiously.

"Li Damu?"

Ding Ling had long thought the name Wulu sounded familiar. Upon hearing Li Damu, he suddenly understood:

"Are you from the Black Mountain Army?"

"Master’s perceptive eye!"

Li Damu replied cautiously:

"Master, we have no personal grudges. I beg you to spare my life. The Black Mountain Army leader would be immensely grateful to you."

"Zhang Feiyan? Or Zhang Niujiao?"

"It’s Zhang Feiyan."

Li Damu was very restrained and nervous:

"Zhang Niujiao was unfortunately struck by a stray arrow and gravely wounded on the battlefield earlier in the campaign and passed away."

Recalling the arrow he had just taken.

Li Damu couldn’t help but shiver; a surge of sharp pain shot through his head, causing his forehead veins to bulge, and he gasped.

Naturally, he feared Ding Ling, the architect of all this.

Such archery!

Such immense strength!

Recalling how Ding Ling, wielding the Heaven-piercing Halberd, effortlessly slaughtered enemies during the charge.

Li Damu was utterly terrified.

He realized that Ding Ling’s power vastly surpassed Zhang Feiyan and other Black Mountain Army leaders!

It could be said.

Gathering all Black Mountain Army leaders together would likely stand no chance against Ding Ling!

Thinking of this.

He grew increasingly anxious, regretting and lamenting this rash attack on Ding Ling’s troops.

He initially thought Ding Ling’s troops would be the same as the soft targets from before.

Even if strong, they would be limited in power.

He believed he could likely defeat them, with little chance of loss, and escape would be feasible!

Little did he expect to crash headfirst into a solid wall this time!

Almost getting himself killed!

"Zhang Feiyan?"

Ding Ling pondered.

Based on historical trends and the storyline of Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Zhang Feiyan is indeed a sensible, tactful, and discerning character.

His voluntary surrender to Cao Mengde indicates he lacks ambitions for world domination; perhaps he seeks simply a reliable future.

With these thoughts.

Ding Ling asked Li Damu a few questions.

Upon learning Zhang Feiyan was nearby.

He immediately summoned some bandits, wrote several letters for them to deliver to Zhang Feiyan.

For smooth progress.

Ding Ling even assigned a player to accompany them, promising high-tier Saber Technique to the player if the letters were successfully delivered.

The player rejoiced and swiftly went along.

No doubt.

Defense Army in Zhending City also had players.

Players were widespread.

Some were lucky to follow Zhang Liao and the likes, while others joined lesser-known figures, and some even turned into bandits.

Currently, Zhending City’s players were only learning Pile Skill without exposure to real Long Weapon Martial Arts.

Ding Ling’s promise was like timely rain.

Players would naturally strive to complete the task.

While they lacked loyalty, their cunning and wit often outmatched ordinary NPCs.

To motivate players, binding them with interests suffices.

Ding Ling needed no loyalty; he wasn’t playing ’world domination’!

...

That day.

The messenger from Ye City returned.

He brought several pieces of good news.

With Pan Feng, Jushou, and others’ efforts, Governor of Jizhou Hann Fu agreed to Zhao Yun and Zhao Feng’s appointments. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

It’s fair to say Zhao Yun and Zhao Feng were vaulted to high positions, skipping Squad Leader, Decurion, Village Chief ranks, directly jumping to the Deputy General role, higher than Military Marquis.

"Position has family ties in the court."

Ding Ling couldn’t help but lament.

Handed general armor and official seals to Zhao Feng, Zhao Yun.

Both were very excited.

Grateful to Ding Ling.

They knew, without Ding Ling, they wouldn’t directly become generals.

Ding Ling’s status was now extraordinary, attracting strong support from Xun Chen, Pan Feng, and others.

Had it been before.

He wouldn’t wield such influence.

Yet with Pan Feng and others being so helpful.

Ding Ling secretly resolved to help them in return, to repay these favors.

Besides Zhao Feng’s good news.

Ding Ling’s Holy Decree arrived.

This time it was delivered by an eunuch from Luoyang.

Ding Ling only knew he was newly appointed Court Officer named Duanmu Qing.

’Duanmu Qing?’

Ding Ling couldn’t help but evaluate him, noting his pale, beardless face, quite handsome appearance, yet robust build, tall, clearly a long-time martial artist. Combined with his speech, Ding Ling realized:

"Are you a player?"

"Hehe."

Duanmu Qing’s grin instantly revealed his identity, he was sizing up Ding Ling, too:

"Finally seeing the recently famed Ding Ling. More impressive than the portraits online, taller, more handsome. Not bad, not bad!"

"..."

Ding Ling raised his brow, saying:

"Your Holy Decree is delivered, if no further business, I won’t entertain you. You’re free to go."

"Come on."

Duanmu Qing reached out to grab Ding Ling:

"Rumor has it you’re a heir of a Hidden Clan. I’m very curious, are you really?"

"Oh?"

Ding Ling had logged off a few times recently.

Due to his enormous appetite and extraordinary progress, he was out of funds. He even borrowed neighbor Uncle Zhang’s ID, bank cards, and other documents for internet cafes, doing quick-money jobs.

Among them were obscure language translation jobs, local repair jobs, etc.

Being adept as a repairman stemmed from maxing out skills in this domain. By donning a mask, hat, and disguising himself, he provided services fixing air conditioners, computers, fridges, quite effortlessly.

Though people wondered why his outfit was so serious, it was a law-abiding society, and nobody believed he’d dare cause trouble in broad daylight, especially in occupied house. If questioned, Ding Ling claimed he had the flu, which usually ended queries.

Thus, recently Ding Ling earned quite a sum.

Yet he speculated he might not stay long in the village.