Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically-Chapter 69: Storming the Enemy Camp

As for the women, they were directly dragged into the tent.

From the sounds of pleading and screaming, it was clear what was happening inside.

Zhao Yun’s face was dark with anger, almost about to drip water.

Ding Ling frowned slightly, thought for a moment, then started to maneuver his horse behind a large tree, drawing his bow and aiming at some soldiers who were about to behead civilians.

Zhao Yun instinctively took out the quiver, starting to hand arrows to Ding Ling.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The sharp arrows cut through the air with a whistling sound, thud! It hit right in the forehead of a soldier who was raising a large knife to chop off a young man’s head!

Because they were at a distance.

The arrow could not pierce through the skull.

But it still managed to kill the enemy with one shot!

"Enemy attack!!"

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, seemingly unable to believe that someone dared to attack them, knowing that they were under the command of General Hu Zhen of Dong Zhuo’s army!

Who would dare to touch them?

But upon seeing the fallen comrades with arrows in their foreheads, watching each of their comrades fall one by one in extremely short intervals.

They had no choice but to believe.

They involuntarily screamed from the depths of their hearts.

Some soldiers immediately rolled to one side to find cover, some drew their swords and yelled, ready to fight to the death;

Some even directly grabbed civilians to use as human shields...

Different reactions varied.

But it could be predicted that those who drew their swords and yelled for a fight were the quickest to die.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The arrows were sharp and swift, like meteors falling from the sky, like asteroids tearing through the space, swoosh, swoosh, as soldiers were shot dead on the spot one by one.

In just a moment.

The area around the civilians became empty!

The soldiers who rushed out of the tent faced a series of swift arrows and were so frightened that they retreated back into the tent.

"Hoo!"

Watching this, Zhao Yun couldn’t help but let out a long breath, secretly admiring.

If it were him using the Five-Stone Bow, he definitely couldn’t hold on for so long!

But Ding Ling was able to do it with ease.

His endurance was so long-lasting, his breath so extended; it’s as if he had trained his kung fu to the transformation realm.

Zhao Yun felt that he needed to study diligently with Ding Ling.

"Let’s go!"

Ding Ling put down the bow, hung it on the side of his horse, held a long spear, and rode out, charging towards the enemy camp!

He first killed the executioner.

Then he shot and killed the visible archers.

Were there hidden archers?

Ding Ling didn’t know.

But relying on their reaction, defense, and resistance capabilities, dealing with ten arrows was more than enough.

Not to mention that now the two of them were working together.

They could block more arrows!

Zhao Yun, having charged through Changban Slope seven times, withstood many sneak attacks yet remained unharmed, clearly showing his prowess!

"Swoosh swoosh!"

The two had just charged within fifty meters of the enemy camp when hidden archers began shooting cold arrows at them.

Ding Ling noticed them and nonchalantly brushed the arrows aside.

His charge speed increased.

After deflecting several waves of arrows, he rushed to the front gate of the enemy camp and directly barged in.

Perhaps the enemy was too careless, or they thought no one would dare attack them.

As a result, the gate of the camp was wide open.

Ding Ling rode straight in.

Entering the camp.

Engaging in close combat.

The perfect collaboration between Ding Ling and Zhao Yun once again demonstrated an almost supernatural effect.

They cut through the enemy ranks like a hot knife through butter!

The soldiers were scattered.

Not formed into a battle array, they were of no concern.

Many soldiers were unarmored, creating chaos in the camp.

Ding Ling charged and trampled the large tent, stabbing them to death inside!

Charging all the way to the Central Army Tent!

Ding Ling saw a burly man, eight feet tall, full of a bushy beard, with disheveled armor and a slightly tipsy face, his eyes like copper bells.

Surrounded by hundreds of elite troops.

"That must be Hu Zhen!"

Ding Ling’s mind settled, holding his spear as he charged towards Hu Zhen’s direction.

"General Hu! There they are!"

A soldier pointed to Ding Ling and Zhao Yun’s location, shouting:

"It’s just those two!"

"Two men dare to storm the camp on horseback!"

General Hu was furious:

"They’re not putting me, Hu Zhen, into their eyes!"

He shouted loudly:

"Fire arrows, kill them!"

The first row of a hundred archers immediately drew their bows and aimed at Ding Ling and Zhao Yun.

Compared to other soldiers.

These hundreds of soldiers were clearly the elite of the elite, undoubtedly Hu Zhen’s Imperial Guard Corps!

Ding Ling was as clear as a mirror, fearless, gripping his long spear tightly.

As the enemy archers let loose their arrows, he twirled his spear like a wind wheel, clang, clang!

Blocking all arrows outside.

He moved side by side with Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun was slightly behind by half a head.

The two working together, the hundred archers’ arrows couldn’t penetrate their spear technique to hit them.

Although they couldn’t use the Hundred Birds Phoenix Spear.

But the Spirit Crane and Spirit Snake Spear Techniques were extraordinary, with just a casual flick, Ding Ling produced a dozen spear flowers, swift as lightning; Zhao Yun, though slightly lacking, could also produce nine spear flowers.

Together, they could block all frontal arrows!

Sneak arrows from the side were sometimes unavoidable.

But at this moment, such sneak arrows were scarce.

Because apart from the Central Army, the other soldiers were already in chaos.

At this moment, watching Ding Ling and Zhao Yun unrestrained, unharmed, charging toward them, even Hu Zhen panicked: 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"How are these two men so formidable?!"

The originally tipsy mind suddenly cleared up a lot.

He mounted his horse and held his spear, looking at Ding Ling and Zhao Yun with vigilance, gritting his teeth, he yelled:

"Form up, charge!"

Ding Ling and Zhao Yun were already within twenty meters. At this proximity, archers were no longer effective.

The cavalry lined up.

In groups, they charged toward Ding Ling and Zhao Yun.

Engaging in close combat.

The cooperation between Ding Ling and Zhao Yun was perfected.

The two of them, wielding spears, seemed like a lawnmower passing through a field of flowers, easily killing or injuring hundreds of cavalry, dripping with blood, they found themselves before Hu Zhen.

"How is this possible?!"

Hu Zhen was horrified; he didn’t even flee, shouting, thrusting his spear like lightning at Ding Ling’s eyes, which Ding Ling easily parried, returning a strike that knocked Hu Zhen off his horse, followed by another strike that ended Hu Zhen.

Hu Zhen’s eyes were full of regret and remorse.

If he had run at the beginning, he might have had a chance to escape.

But later when Ding Ling and Zhao Yun approached, running would only mean exposing his back to them, a path to death, so he endured the fear and suddenly delivered his strongest strike to Ding Ling.

But his supreme skill was lightly blocked by Ding Ling.

"Where did this God of Death come from?!"

"They are too strong!"

"What did I do to provoke them? Why do they want to kill me?"

With regret, confusion, bewilderment, anger, reluctance, and a longing for life.

The light in Hu Zhen’s eyes grew dimmer, until it completely faded away.

"General Hu is dead!"

Someone shouted loudly.

Followed by turmoil in the Central Army!

Already very terrified of Ding Ling and Zhao Yun, a group of people now had no one to command them, and they immediately scattered in all directions.