Chapter 135: The Feeling of Slapping Faces is Truly Refreshing 《Please Subscribe!!!》

"You have killed ten ordinary Yellow Turbans, gaining 1 point of Military Merit!"

"You have killed ten ordinary Yellow Turbans, gaining 1 point of Military Merit!"

"You have killed..."

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"Your troops have killed ten ordinary Yellow Turbans, gaining 1 point of Military Merit!"

"Your troops have killed ten ordinary Yellow Turbans, gaining 1 point of Military Merit!"

"Your troops have killed..."

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Accompanied by the constant ringing of Military Merit notifications, Su Li was intoxicated.

Almost every streak of golden, glazed halberd light slashed from the Blood Dragon Glazed Halberd could harvest a dozen points of Military Merit!

Almost every time Zhao Yu led the Blood-Red Cavalry in a charge, more Military Merit notifications popped up.

He did not know how many times he had swung the Blood Dragon Glazed Halberd, until all the Yellow Turbans within a radius of a thousand meters had been cleared!

Zhao Yu, leading the Blood-Red Cavalry, had also completely charged and killed all the Yellow Turban phalanxes that had attacked.

Seeing that there were not many enemies left in front of him, Su Li walked forward slowly and arrived before He Yi.

Compared to the valiant He Man, He Yi was merely a strategist general; he had some Might, but it was not high. Looking at the blood-stained 30 Su Li, he simply did not know what to do.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"I never expected that our two brothers would actually fall into the hands of an Outlander!"

He Yi was filled with grief and indignation, and at the same time, he found it hard to accept. To them, Outlanders were not powerful; they were merely tools to be utilized.

But now, the Outlander before him was powerful to an unbelievable degree.

Even if he and his brother He Man joined forces, along with the great army, they were no match.

At this point, He Yi had no means to turn the tide of the battle, so he could only let out a miserable cry: "Just wait! The Great Virtuous Teacher, the Earth Duke General, and the People Duke General will surely avenge us!" **CHAPTER 278**

As soon as the words fell.

He drew a sword from his waist and charged toward Su Li.

At the same time, Su Li also drew the Su Iron Saber from his waist.

With one slash.

Accompanied by dripping blood, He Yi’s head flew high into the air.

Originally, Su Li had wanted to try to recruit this Yellow Turban general who could boost the strength of other generals, but unfortunately, judging by his tone, he was actually brothers with He Man.

Since that was the case, there was no helping it.

One must pull out the weeds by the roots to prevent them from growing again in the spring breeze.

"You have killed the Yellow Turban general He Yi, gaining 100,000 EXP, 5,000 Reputation, and 1,000 Military Merit!"

"Your [Master-Level Saber Technique] (lv.3) proficiency +5,000; current proficiency 205,000/300,000!"

"Due to your talent [Hundredfold Growth], you have gained additional growth during this process. [Master-Level Saber Technique] proficiency +500,000; current proficiency 705,000/300,000!"

"Congratulations! Your [Master-Level Saber Technique] has risen to lv.4! Current proficiency 405,000/400,000!"

"Congratulations! Your [Master-Level Saber Technique] has risen to lv.5! Current proficiency 5,000/500,000!"

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Su Li glanced at the notifications on his character panel and nodded with satisfaction.

Although killing a strategist general like He Yi did not yield as much skill proficiency as killing a warrior general like He Man, it had still added five hundred thousand points in one go.

It had directly raised his Master-Level Saber Technique by two levels.

It was worth the effort, considering he had anticipated that it might be difficult to improve his halberd technique once it reached the Grandmaster level, so he had specifically switched to the Su Iron Saber to kill the enemy general.

Five more levels and he would be able to raise his Master-Level Saber Technique to the Grandmaster level.

He wondered if he could use this to break the shackles and constraints existing within his body.

Su Li expressed that he was very much looking forward to it.

He was just about to take Zhao Yu and the Blood-Red Cavalry to assault the remaining Yellow Turban phalanxes, to kill more enemies and gain more Military Merit.

As a result, just as he turned around leisurely, he saw a rugged man not far away, his eyes wide open, staring at the corpses of He Man, He Yi, and tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans lying around, his lips slightly parted, looking as if he didn't know what to say.

Yes, it was none other than the Peerless General Pan Feng!

The Six Dings and Six Jias phalanx that Pan Feng needed to break had all been used by He Yi to surround and kill Su Li, so he had no choice but to bring his troops over to support.

As a result, who could have imagined that he wouldn't even need to make a move; Su Li had actually led his troops to kill all tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans.

"Peerless General General Pan, sorry about that!"

"You just said to leave He Man to you, but I didn't hold back and chopped him down with one halberd strike."

Seeing Pan Feng’s awkward expression, Su Li couldn't help but tease him.

Let this guy show off just now, and now he’s been slapped in the face, right?

It must be said, the feeling of slapping someone else’s face was truly refreshing!

"Didn't hold back, chopped him down with one halberd strike..."

Pan Feng swallowed his saliva. The way this was said, it sounded as if He Man were merely a cannon fodder soldier.

This made him, who had fought He Man for over a hundred rounds without a winner, feel quite ashamed...

However, even though he knew Su Li was teasing him, Pan Feng had no choice but to bow slightly and laugh foolishly: "Brother Su’s strength is astonishing, this one admires you!"

Although he felt depressed inside, his attitude toward Su Li remained very friendly.

There was no helping it; the strength was right there.

Even if Pan Feng were arrogant, he had to accept this reality.

Furthermore, he truly admired Su Li; whether in terms of Might or the troops under his command, they both had unique aspects.

"Average, just average!"

Su Li waved his hand, looking smug.

"There are still quite a few Yellow Turbans on the other side; let us continue to kill the enemy and break the enemy formation!"

After saying that, Su Li led Zhao Yu and the Blood-Red Cavalry to start clearing out the remaining Yellow Turbans.

By now.

He Man and He Yi were dead, the Six Dings and Six Jias formation was mostly broken, and the remaining Yellow Turbans basically had no morale left.

Very quickly, they were killed until not a single piece of armor remained.

The player troops who had joined the Yellow Turbans, however, had not been organized into the Six Dings and Six Jias formation and were merely guarding the rear; now, seeing that the situation was not right, they immediately retreated, and quite a few ran away.

Of course!

While running, they couldn't help but curse.

"Damn it, it’s Su Li and his blood-colored cavalry!"

"That damn Su Li is truly a human-shaped walking cheat; he’s just too damn powerful."

"This battle was completely fought through by him alone, 800."

"Yeah! Even the generals and strategists on our side couldn't take him down."

"How are we supposed to play this? Playing a snake-skin winter melon monster!"

"Damn! If I had known Su Li was this strong, I should have joined the Great Han faction."

"Yeah! Although we might not have gotten any benefits, at least we wouldn't be chased around!"

"It’s a pity that the third stage has already started, so it’s too late to say anything now..."

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By now, many players had recognized Su Li’s identity in the enemy camp.

It was just that the Blood-Red Cavalry were too eye-catching; they had already become a hot topic in the chat area before.

Now, seeing this blood-colored cavalry that was as imposing as a prison, they naturally recognized Su Li immediately.

And then...

The frustration of defeat immediately found a vent.

If words could kill, Su Li would probably have been cursed to death by the players countless times already.

Unfortunately, they could not.

They could only carry the frustration of defeat, act as deserters, and incidentally regret why they hadn't chosen to stand with Su Li in the Great Han faction at the beginning.

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