"Hey, didn't you say that you have a way to increase your martial strength? What is it?"
Mu Lin asked the mysterious existence in his mind with a long face.
No wonder he couldn't even defeat a small soldier with a long saber. It turned out that his martial strength…He was even weaker than the other party. Don't underestimate this little ability value. The difference was not small. If an ordinary person could punch with a force of 100 pounds, then someone with 2 points of strength could punch with a force of 120 pounds or even 150 pounds. The difference between them was not small at all…Of course, this was just a metaphor. A person with 10 ability points could not exert a force of 1,000 pounds.
Looking at his pitiful " one point " ability value on the information, Mu Lin felt helpless. It was already so difficult for him to fight a long-blade soldier with two points of ability value. If it was a small leader with more than ten points of ability value, wouldn't he be instantly killed?
Thinking back to when he was playing the real Three Kingdoms Musou, killing those soldiers was like cutting vegetables. Now that he was a soldier, Mu Lin finally understood the sorrow of soldiers.
If you encountered the enemy's soldiers, you still had a chance to win. Once you encountered the enemy's generals, you would only be " cut ". This was the tragedy of soldiers.
"Points! "With points, you can increase the host's ability value. Now that the host is on the battlefield, it's not convenient for me to explain so much to you. I can only tell you that the more you kill, the more points you will obtain. Points can be exchanged for many things, such as ability value, martial arts techniques, weapons, etc. In other words, points are equivalent to strength.
"Points…"
Mu Lin muttered to himself and seemed to understand a little.
Mu Lin looked at the long-saber soldier not far away from him again. At this moment, this soldier seemed to have become a golden point in Mu Lin's eyes…
Of course, all of this had to wait until he killed the other party.
"Good luck ~"
"Thank you ~"
Mu Lin narrowed his eyes. While paying attention to the long-saber soldier, he did not forget to observe his surroundings.
There weren't many people participating in the battle. Mu Lin estimated that there weren't more than 5,000 of them. It should be a small-scale encounter.
The weaker side was Lu Bujun.
It was easy to distinguish between the soldiers of the two armies.
Lu Bu's army was dressed in black, while Liu Bei's army was dressed in green.
After observing his surroundings, Mu Lin felt that he was in a bad situation.
Among the thousands of soldiers, there were less than a thousand of Lu Bu's soldiers in black armor, while Liu Bei's soldiers numbered two to three thousand, almost three times the number of Lu Bu's soldiers.
More importantly, there were no generals participating in this battle. According to Jumulin's observations, the most powerful ones were some captains and lieutenants whose combat strength did not exceed 20. Strictly speaking, there was not a single 'general'.
It was a good thing that the enemy didn't have any generals, but they didn't have any either!
Without any generals on either side, how could Lu Bu's army, which had less than a thousand soldiers, defend against Liu Bei's three thousand soldiers? The chances of Lu Bujun winning were extremely slim!
"Kill!"
Just as Mu Lin's mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts, the soldier wielding the saber charged at him again, not giving him any time to breathe.
Although Mu Lin had chatted with the mysterious guy in his mind for a while, in reality, only a few seconds had passed. Seeing that he hadn't killed Mu Lin, the Long Blade Soldier charged at him again, not giving Mu Lin any time to recover.
On the battlefield, every detail determined success or failure, as well as whether one could survive.
The battle between soldiers was not complicated. If you killed your opponent, you would be able to live. If you wanted to leave this battle alive, you had to keep killing your opponent until the enemy was defeated.
Of course, when you were fighting, don't forget to observe the situation around you. Because this was a battlefield, no one would fight you one-on-one. Not only did you have to guard against your opponent, but you also had to pay attention to whether there were people around you who were targeting you. This was very important. If you only cared about fighting with your opponent, you wouldn't even know when a bloody long knife would pass through your body.
However, in battle, battle awareness and strength were very important, but luck was also essential.
If you were unlucky and encountered an enemy general, the situation would be terrible.
Mu Lin, who had played Zhen San Guo Musou before, knew that small soldiers had almost no resistance against generals. If a general wanted to kill small soldiers, it was indeed as easy as cutting grass. The difference between a general and a small soldier was mainly in strength, followed by martial arts skills.
Every general had a martial technique.
And the lethality of 'martial arts' was abnormally great. Once the enemy general released his martial arts, the soldiers who died at his hands would definitely be killed one by one.
With Mu Lin's current strength, he would have to dodge the moment an enemy general released a martial technique. If he was a step too late, he would become a group of 'grass' and become a target for others to cut.
"Hmm? Martial techniques? I also have martial arts techniques?"
Looking at the martial arts column at the bottom of his information, there were a few small words lying there quietly.
"Army Obliteration!"
[Martial skill: Army Obliteration. Use the weapon in your hand to sweep across the target in front of you. The higher the ability value, the greater the damage and range of the martial skill. Requires 10 Rage Points to activate. Current Rage Points: 100。
Mu Lin knew that as long as he killed the enemy, he would be able to get points. A normal soldier would get one or two points, a leader would get five or six points, and a general would get even more.
Of course, the current Mu Lin didn't have much interest in killing small leaders and generals. It was better for him to just be a small soldier.
What surprised Mu Lin was that he actually had 100 rage points?
Mu Lin was certain that he hadn't killed any enemies before, but this anger…If Mu Lin guessed correctly, it should be a 'benefit' that the mysterious existence gave him, right?
"Let's see how powerful it is!"
With that, Mu Lin activated his martial technique without hesitation.
His 100 points of rage could be used ten times! This was a battlefield, and it wasn't a place where he could save his anger points. Once he had enough to activate his martial technique, he wouldn't hesitate at all.
In such a chaotic battlefield, who could guarantee that they would not die in the next moment?
What was the point of keeping rage points if he died later?
"Army Obliteration!"
The skill was activated, and Mu Lin's iron spear swept out. A faint blue radiance shot out from the tip of the spear, turning into a faint crescent moon as it struck forward.
"Wu…"
"Boom!"
Before he could finish speaking, the soldier with the long saber was directly cut in half by Mu Lin's martial technique, Army Obliteration. Blood splattered all over the ground!
"Ah…"
"Ah!"
In reality, it wasn't just the long-saber soldier. The other enemy soldiers who were closer to Mu Lin had also died to this move. Although Mu Lin only had a little bit of strength, the power of a martial technique that was activated with a little bit of strength wasn't strong, but it was still a martial technique. As long as it was a martial technique, it wasn't something that these small fries could resist.
Among the Three Kingdoms Peerless, there were generals and wise generals. Those "wise generals" who only had a little martial strength should not be underestimated. They also had "martial skills". Their strength was much stronger than some small leaders. Even some small generals who were not particularly powerful might not be their match.
"Ding!"
"You have killed three enemy soldiers. 3”。
The metallic sound rang out again.
I killed someone!"
Looking at the three dead soldiers, Mu Lin couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Although this was the world of the Three Kingdoms, he was still…Murder.
Soon, Mu Lin calmed himself down. If he didn't kill them, he would be the one to die, so he couldn't show mercy!
Determination flashed in Mu Lin's eyes. He raised his spear and charged at the soldier closest to him. At this moment, the soldier was fighting with a soldier from Lu Bu's army. Mu Lin charged from behind him, but he did not know. The result was obvious…
Although this method was a little " improper ", who would talk about fairness on the battlefield?
Furthermore, he only had one ability point and was the weakest soldier on the battlefield. Mu Lin wouldn't talk about " fairness " and " samurai " with others.
A small soldier should have the awareness of a small soldier.
He only had a pitiful amount of ability points. If he still wanted to fight with others one-on-one, he would not be called upright, but an idiot!
Clearly, Mu Lin quickly adapted to his role.
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