Second Tier - Yellow Turban Warrior

"Isn't that the Yellow Turban camp up ahead?" Zhou Tai whispered.

"That's it, big brother. Let's go around and enter through the southern gate. Our Lord will lead the rest to follow," Jiang Qin replied.

"First, let's deal with these scouts!" Zhou Tai murmured.

He emitted a blue glow, and his speed increased several times.

Like a cheetah, he pounced on the scouts several hundred feet ahead. His Cold Moon Blade emitted a crescent-shaped blade energy that severed everything in its path.

The hidden scout, who had blended into the grass, barely had time to let out a muffled sound before he perished under Zhou Tai's blade energy.

No alarms were raised, as the scout was already dead under Zhou Tai's blade.

"Great technique, big brother!" Jiang Qin praised.

"Alright, I see there are still dozens of scouts in this area. The usual division, each one takes half!" Zhou Tai licked his Cold Moon Blade's blade edge with a bloodthirsty look.

"Understood! We'll clear the obstacles for our Lord."

The two of them then moved like whirlwinds, swiftly moving forward, releasing waves of blade energy.

After dozens of muffled groans, they had cleared out all of the scouts.

"Thank the Lord for letting us go first. The positions of these scouts were well hidden, and if our strength was below that of a third-rate warrior, we wouldn't have been able to find them!"

"Indeed, our Lord is truly foresighted!"

The two of them then crossed to a steep hill outside the southern gate of the stronghold.

The angle of the terrain here was nearly sixty degrees, and the steepness made it difficult for ordinary people to climb.

However, Zhou Tai and Jiang Qin easily hopped their way up, like geese gliding up a hill. At the top of the hill, they could see the brightly lit area ahead, which was the southern gate.

On the city wall, several dozen Yellow Turban soldiers appeared drowsy.

Yellow Turban A yawned and said, "I don't know what our young leader is thinking. We never have guards at the southern gate on regular days, but these past few days, they've sent people here to guard it."

Yellow Turban B replied, "This place is so remote that not even a mosquito can enter. Who else could get in here?"

Yellow Turban C added, "You talk too much. You talk too much. Those wretched aliens are just a bunch of losers. If they can climb this steep hill and get here, I'll eat the gate!"

.....

"Big brother, when do we strike?" Jiang Qin turned to Zhou Tai.

"Wait a little longer. Our Lord and the others haven't arrived yet!" Zhou Tai excitedly scanned the distance.

Suddenly, a black dot caught his eye.

It was our Lord and our brothers!

"Now!" Zhou Tai shouted with excitement.

The two of them leaped into the air, rising to a height of nearly a hundred feet, and quickly climbed onto the city wall.

"Dragon Slaying Strike!"

In Jiang Qin's hand, the Flowing Light Blade emitted a yellow blade energy that took on a tangible form, forming a several-meter-long sea dragon.

Roaring, they rushed toward the group of Yellow Turban soldiers.

"Boom!"

"Ahhhh!!!" The sound of screams echoed in the sky.

Zhou Tai was just as formidable, swinging his Cold Moon Blade forward.

"Cold Moon!"

A silver crescent-shaped blade energy sped quickly through the air.

Heads rolled, and blood was splattered.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The heavy city gates slowly descended.

"Boom!"

The gate hit the ground.

Long Chen saw that Zhou Tai and Jiang Qin had successfully taken the southern gate position, so he quickly raised his Blood-Drinking Blade.

He shouted, "Brothers! Today is the day to make a name for ourselves! Charge!"

"Charge!"

"Charge!"

"Charge!"

The nine hundred valiant soldiers formed a neat formation, each wielding various weapons, emanating a cold glow in the moonlight.

On the way from Yangzhou to Yuzhou, they had killed quite a few bandits and Yellow Turbans, and they had also seized numerous weapons and armor. Therefore, the nine hundred valiant soldiers had their own weapons, but the armor was not completely replenished.

However, at this moment, this group of soldiers were like a pack of hungry wolves, ferociously rushing into the stronghold.

Kill anyone wearing a Yellow Turban!

Long Chen had previously stated: spare the elderly, the young, and women!

Therefore, the men exercised some restraint.

The breach at the southern gate had drawn the attention of all the Yellow Turbans in the stronghold.

At the commandant's residence.

The leader of this stronghold was lying in a warm bed, cuddling a plump woman in his arms. She was a woman he had abducted while raiding a village, later becoming his concubine.

After a strenuous battle of three hundred rounds, he had now entered a deep sleep.

Suddenly, there was a loud knocking at the door.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

It startled him awake from a wet dream.

"Damn it, who's disturbing my sleep!"

"Leader! We're in big trouble! We're in big trouble!"

"Some outsiders have broken through our southern gate!"

These words jolted the Yellow Turban leader out of bed, and he quickly put on armor and grabbed his sword.

The half-naked woman on the bed cried helplessly. In his frustration, the Yellow Turban leader slapped her forcefully.

Her left cheek immediately swelled.

"Damn it!"

The Yellow Turban leader's face revealed a cruel and bloodthirsty expression. He raised his simple knife and plunged it fiercely into the woman's abdomen.

From white to red!

"Damn it, let's go!"

The Yellow Turban soldiers who were kneeling on the ground looked at their leader in fear and panic. They were even more terrified of him now.

Just at that moment.

The sounds of battle outside grew nearer and nearer.

It turns out that Long Chen, Zhou Tai, and Jiang Qin have successfully reached the most luxurious mansion in the stronghold.

Long Chen thought to himself, "No wonder the Yellow Turbans can't succeed. They are so wasteful even when they achieve a little success. It's a wonder they haven't been wiped out!"

The mansion before him could rival the residences of county officials, while the leader of this stronghold was just a minor commander in the small faction.

This kind of extravagance, if it were a higher-ranked regional commander, the waste would be unimaginable.

With a flash of thought, Long Chen swung his basic knife skills, and the Blood-Drinking Blade cleared the way, cutting down any Yellow Turban soldiers who attempted to stop him.

[Ding! The Blood-Drinking Blade has absorbed the blood of ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers. Attack +1]

[Ding! The Blood-Drinking Blade has absorbed the blood of elite Yellow Turban soldiers. Attack +3]

Long Chen fought more bravely as he went along, raising his blade and sending a bloodied head flying.

At that moment, a powerful and menacing aura, far surpassing ordinary soldiers, burst forth.

A tall man of over eight feet emerged from the mansion.

"View the attribute panel!"

[Ding! Viewing the attribute panel...]

[Ding! Unlocking a new panel - Troops]

[Note: There are five tiers of troops, with the first being the lowest and the fifth being the highest.]

[Name]: Xu San

[Troops]: Second Tier - Yellow Turban Warrior

[Strength]: 31 (Maximum 65)

[Strategy]: 11 (Maximum 55)

[Endurance]: 40 (Maximum 70)

[Equipment]: Giant Hammer (Green, Attack +20)

[Skill]: Yellow Turban Might (Grade C, increases Strength by 20% for a duration)

[Martial Arts]: Yellow Turban Body Forging (Grade C, enhances physique, increases Strength and Health)

[Talent] Giant Strength (White, increases Strength...)

This Yellow Turban Warrior was much stronger than the cannon fodder killed earlier!

His Strength was even higher by 1 point compared to Long Chen! His Health outstripped Long Chen by several streets.

Long Chen wasn't concerned. He instructed Zhou Tai by his side, "Yuping, later, you go and leave this Yellow Turban Warrior at low health for me to finish off!"