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September.

North of Luoyang is Mengjin.

The Bingzhou army camp stretched for several miles, with banners fluttering in the wind and heavy guard.

Since the banquet at Dong's mansion that night, Ding Yuan and Dong Zhuo have become bitter enemies. Five thousand Bingzhou soldiers have been training day and night, fortifying their camps and setting up numerous sentry posts, preparing for a decisive battle.

Ding Yuan, clad in armor, stood with his hand on his sword before the central command tent, his face solemn.

"Wen Yuan, is there any unusual activity outside the camp?" he asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Liao cupped his hands and said, "General, scouts from the Xiliang army have been frequently appearing ten miles away, but there has been no sign of a large-scale troop movement. It seems that Dong Zhuo is waiting for something."

Gao Shun added: "The scouts have learned that Dong Zhuo has been aggressively recruiting He Jin's former troops in the past few days. Three of the five Northern Army divisions have already submitted. If this is delayed any longer, the enemy's strength will only increase."

Ding Yuan frowned.

He knew that time was not on his side.

Dong Zhuo grew stronger like a snowball, while Dong Zhuo himself was isolated and helpless. The court officials all chose to protect themselves, and none of them dared to openly support him.

"Report!"

Suddenly, a scout galloped into the camp, dismounted, and said urgently, "General! A rider has been spotted three miles outside the camp! He's heading straight for the main camp!"

"One horse?" Ding Yuan was taken aback.

"How many men followed?"

"Just... just one person on horseback!"

Zhang Liao and Gao Shun exchanged a glance, both seeing the doubt in each other's eyes.

A lone rider storming the camp?

Can't find death?

Ding Yuan sneered: "Has Dong Zhuo sent an envoy to deliver a declaration of war? Or to persuade us to surrender?"

He waved his hand dismissively: "Form ranks! Archers, prepare! I want to see who dares to challenge us!"

Three miles outside the camp.

Yuwen Chengdu stood alone on horseback in the wilderness.

Red Hare snorted and pawed the ground with its front hooves, as if it couldn't wait any longer.

He was not wearing armor, only a black close-fitting outfit, with a phoenix-winged gilded halberd lying across his saddle. The autumn sun shone on his exceptionally handsome face, but it couldn't bring out any warmth.

Those deep-set eyes, typical of the Xianbei people, were now as cold as an icy pool.

"Father wants Ding Yuan's head..."

He muttered to himself as if he were talking about something trivial.

"Then fetch it."

One squeezed the horse's belly.

Red Hare neighed and shot towards the Bingzhou army camp like an arrow released from a bow!

The three-mile distance was covered in the blink of an eye.

At the camp gate, the soldiers of Bingzhou had just finished lining up.

"Halt!" the gatekeeper shouted sternly.

"Anyone who advances further will be shot down with arrows!"

Yuwen Chengdu seemed not to hear.

Speed, even faster!

"Fire!" the captain roared.

The bowstring vibrated, and a rain of arrows pierced the air.

However, in the next instant, all the soldiers' eyes widened!

Yuwen Chengdu swung his halberd with one hand, and the Phoenix Wing Halberd, which weighed 178 jin, seemed as light as a feather in his hand, dancing into a golden whirlwind!

"Ding ding ding ding—!"

The arrows struck the ram, but bounced off as if hitting an iron wall!

The few that managed to pass through the whirlwind were also dodged by him.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the camp gate!

"Stop him!" The captain drew his sword.

A cold glint flashed in Yuwen Chengdu's eyes.

The Phoenix Wing Halberd sweeps across!

"boom!"

The wooden camp gate, along with more than ten soldiers behind it, was swept away and shattered into pieces by this blow!

Blood and flesh flying everywhere!

Red Hare did not stop for a moment, trampling over the wreckage and rushing into the camp!

"Enemy attack!"

The siren blared continuously.

The entire camp instantly erupted in excitement.

Countless soldiers poured out of their tents, swords and spears like a forest, arrows like locusts.

However, Yuwen Chengdu moved in as if he were in an empty place!

Every swing of his Phoenix Wing Halberd took several lives. He didn't take the camp paths at all, but charged straight ahead!

Break down any tent you encounter, and break down any wall you encounter!

Wherever they went, corpses littered the fields, tents collapsed, and chaos reigned!

"Is this person... a human or a ghost?!" a soldier exclaimed in a trembling voice.

"We can't stop them! We simply can't stop them!"

Panic spread like a plague.

Yuwen Chengdu's target was extremely clear: the central command tent!

"General! That man...that man is charging towards the central army!" The personal guards scrambled into the tent.

Ding Yuan's expression changed drastically.

He strode out of the tent and climbed to a high vantage point to look around.

A bloody path could be seen in the camp, extending towards the central army at an alarming speed.

Soldiers fell like straws along the way.

That figure in black robes appeared amidst a vast army, like a demon god descending to earth!

"Wen Yuan! Gao Shun!" Ding Yuan shouted sternly.

"Assemble your personal guards! Follow me to meet the enemy!"

"promise!"

Zhang Liao and Gao Shun quickly assembled three hundred personal guards to protect Ding Yuan.

However, it was too late.

"boom!"

A loud bang!

The central command gate was blasted apart in a single blow!

Amidst the dust and smoke, a rider slowly entered.

Red Hare trampled over the corpses scattered on the ground, and the rider's black clothes were stained with blood, with sticky blood dripping from the tip of his phoenix-winged halberd.

It was Yuwen Chengdu.

His gaze swept across the room and landed on Ding Yuan.

"Ding Jianyang." The voice was calm, yet it sent chills down everyone's spine.

Ding Yuan's hand gripping his sword, veins bulging, roared: "Dong Zhuo's lackeys! How dare you trespass into my camp!"

Yuwen Chengdu shook his head: "My father wants your head."

He said it so matter-of-factly, as if he were saying, "The weather is nice today."

Ding Yuan laughed angrily: "Just you alone?"

One person is enough.

Before he could finish speaking...

Red Hare has moved!

Like a red lightning bolt, it hurtled straight at Ding Yuan!

"Protect the general!" Zhang Liao shouted, charging forward with his spear.

Gao Shun remained silent as a mountain, slashing horizontally with his long sword.

Three hundred guards rushed forward in unison!

However, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"clang!"

Zhang Liao's spear clashed with the Phoenix Wing Halberd!

He felt an irresistible force coming at him, his tiger's mouth split open, and the spear slipped from his hand!

The person was thrown backward by the shock!

Gao Shun's blade arrived, and Yuwen Chengdu countered with a backhand swipe!

"Snap!"

The thick-backed longsword was smashed in half!

Gao Shun let out a muffled groan, staggered backward, and spat out blood.

Three hundred guards?

Yuwen Chengdu didn't even glance at them.

The Phoenix Winged Halberd swept away fallen leaves like a whirlwind; with each strike, more than ten people suffered broken bones and were sent flying backward.

In less than three breaths.

Of the three hundred guards, more than half were killed or wounded.

The rest of them suffered from chills and ulceration.

Ding Yuan looked at this scene with a deathly pale face.

He finally understood.

This person is beyond human capability to defeat!

"Prepare to die."

Yuwen Chengdu was already in front of him.

The phoenix-winged halberd thrusts out.

Ding Yuan raised his sword to parry.

"Clang—Pfft!"

The sword broke.

The lance pierced through the breastplate and emerged from the back.

Ding Yuan stared wide-eyed at the gilded halberd piercing his chest, his lips moving but no sound coming out.

Yuwen Chengdu flicked his wrist.

The boring bar rotates.

"laugh!"

Ding Yuan was completely aroused!

Fresh blood gushed out like a spring.

Yuwen Chengdu, wielding his halberd in one hand, lifted Ding Yuan's corpse high above his head, his voice echoing throughout the camp: "Ding Yuan is dead!"

Those who surrender will not be killed!

The entire room fell silent.

All the soldiers of Bingzhou looked at Ding Yuan, who was impaled on the tip of the halberd, and at that figure that resembled a demon god.

Fear completely shattered their will to fight.

Clang.

Some people dropped their weapons.

"Clang, clang..."

chain reaction.

In the blink of an eye, they all knelt down.

A corner of the camp.

Hou Cheng, Song Xian, and Wei Xu hid behind a tent and witnessed the whole thing, their faces turning ashen.

"What do we do... Ding Yuan is dead..." Hou Cheng's voice trembled.

Song Xian's eyes darted around: "Ding Yuan is dead, so...we should surrender to Dong Zhuo?"

Wei Xu gritted his teeth: "Yes! Tying up Zhang Liao and Gao Shun and handing them over to Dong Zhuo would be a great achievement!"

The three men stared at each other, a fierce glint in their eyes.

Zhang Liao and Gao Shun were helped up by their personal guards. Both were severely injured, but they still struggled to stand up.

Looking at Ding Yuan, who was pinned to the edge of the halberd, Zhang Liao's eyes turned bloodshot: "Lord Ding..."

Gao Shun remained silent, but the knuckles of his hand gripping the broken knife turned white.

Just then.

"Generals, I'm so sorry!"

Hou Cheng and his two accomplices suddenly rushed out with dozens of their trusted men and, taking the two men by surprise, tied them up tightly with ropes!

"Hou Cheng! You!" Zhang Liao roared.

"Those who understand the times are the heroes." Song Xian sneered.

"Ding Yuan is dead, the Bingzhou army is finished, we need to find a way to survive."

The three men escorted Zhang Liao and Gao Shun to Yuwen Chengdu.

"General!"

Hou Cheng flattered, "We are willing to surrender! These two are Ding Yuan's trusted confidants, highly skilled in martial arts, and we have captured them to present to the general!"

Yuwen Chengdu glanced at them.

His gaze was as if he were looking at ants.

"Those who betray the Lord for personal gain."

He uttered five words calmly.

Hou Cheng and the other two's expressions changed.

The next moment, the Phoenix Wing Halberd swept across!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three muffled thuds.

Hou Cheng, Song Xian, and Wei Xu were smashed into three piles of minced meat before they could even scream!

Blood mist filled the air.

Yuwen Chengdu put away his weapon and walked up to Zhang Liao and Gao Shun.

He personally untied the ropes binding the two of them.

He wasn't even on guard, as if he wasn't afraid of the two of them suddenly launching an attack.

Zhang Liao and Gao Shun were stunned.

"Are you two willing to serve my father?" Yuwen Chengdu asked.

His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority. These two were truly remarkable for being able to withstand his attack together.

My father's great enterprise is just beginning to take shape, and he needs talented people. I am brave, but unfortunately, I have no talent for commanding troops. These two are perfect for helping my father command troops.

Zhang Liao looked at the general in front of him who was even younger than himself.

That terrifying martial prowess.

That kind of demeanor that makes a thousand soldiers seem like nothing.

And... the decisiveness when killing Hou Cheng and the other two, and the composure when untying the ropes now.

He suddenly knelt on one knee: "This humble general, Zhang Liao, is willing to surrender."

After a moment of silence, Gao Shun also knelt down: "Gao Shun is willing to surrender."

Yuwen Chengdu nodded: "Get up."

He turned around, took off Ding Yuan's head from the halberd, and held it in his hand.

"Come with me out of the camp."

Having said that, he mounted his horse.

Zhang Liao and Gao Shun exchanged a glance, picked up the broken spears and daggers from the ground, and followed behind him.

The three men and one horse swaggered out of the Bingzhou camp, which was filled with corpses and blood.

No one dared to stop them along the way.

Three miles outside the camp.

Dong Zhuo, leading three thousand Xiliang cavalry, was anxiously waiting.

"Wenyou, it's been almost an hour since we entered Chengdu, why is there still no movement?" Dong Zhuo kept rubbing his hands.

Li Ru reassured him, "Father-in-law, rest assured, the young master possesses the courage of ten thousand men, Ding Yuan..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"Report!" a scout galloped in to report.

"General! The young master is out! There are only... just three people! The young master is carrying a severed head!"

Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed!

Before long, Yuwen Chengdu arrived alone on horseback.

He threw Ding Yuan's head on the ground, dismounted, and said, "Father, I have not failed your expectations. Ding Yuan's head is here."

He then pointed to the two men behind him: "These two, Zhang Liao (Zhang Wenyuan) and Gao Shun (Gao Ziyan), are good generals under Ding Yuan, and they are willing to surrender to Father."

Dong Zhuo looked at the angry, wide-eyed head on the ground, then at his adopted son, who was covered in blood but had a calm expression, and then at Zhang Liao and Gao Shun.

Suddenly he burst into laughter!

"Hahahaha! My son Chengdu! You are incredibly brave! Incredibly brave indeed!"

He strode forward and helped Zhang Liao and Gao Shun to their feet: "Generals, please rise! At the banquet that day, we each served our own masters, how could I, Dong Zhongying, hold a grudge? With you two generals by my side, I, Dong Zhongying, am like a tiger with wings, like... um..."

He had limited education, paused for a moment, and looked at Li Ru.

Li Ru smiled and replied, "If we could obtain Han Xin and Ying Bu..."

"Yes! Yes! If we could get Han Xin and Ying Bu!" Dong Zhuo clapped his hands and laughed.

Zhang Liao and Gao Shun bowed: "Thank you, my lord."

The news of Ding Yuan's murder spread like wildfire throughout Luoyang.

The government and the public were shaken.

Wang Yun remained indoors and refused to leave.

Yuan Wei sighed, "Heaven is about to destroy the Han dynasty."

Yuan Shao smashed everything he could in his mansion.

Upon hearing the news, Cao Cao remained silent for a long time.

Dong Zhuo annexed 5,000 troops from Bingzhou, thus gaining complete control of all the troops in Luoyang.

The Xiliang Army, Bingzhou Army, the Five Schools of the Northern Army, the Tiger Guard and Feathered Forest Guard... a total of 80,000 troops, all fell into his hands.

What's even more terrifying is that he also has Yuwen Chengdu, a god of death.

Luoyang was already in Dong Zhuo's hands.

There are no longer any obstacles to the matter of deposing and installing emperors.

When the news reached Youzhou, it was already mid-September.

Zhuojun, the main camp of the Jingnan Army.

On the drill ground, three thousand cavalrymen are training.

These cavalrymen differed from the ordinary heavy cavalry of the Jingnan Army; they wore light half-body plate armor, with wooden wings attached to the back of the armor, and the wings were covered with feathers from large birds.

With the fur of ferocious beasts such as tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves draped over their shoulders, their wings spread and the furs fluttered as they galloped, creating a visually terrifying spectacle.

This is the "Yinglong Winged Cavalry" newly formed by Ji Xuanyuan.

Inspired by the Polish Winged Hussars of later generations, and improved by the Institute of Physics, its wings can be retracted, which is both intimidating and does not affect actual combat.

Three thousand cavalrymen, each riding two horses and equipped with crossbows, swords, and spears, were truly an all-around elite force.

To collect enough feathers and animal hides, the Wuhuan and Xianbei tribes who had submitted to the regime were mobilized to hunt across the mountains and fields.

These three thousand cavalrymen now embody the might of all the ferocious birds and beasts of the northern frontier.

Ji Xuanyuan stood on the high platform, inspecting the training results.

Suddenly, Guo Jia arrived in a hurry, holding a newly arrived secret report.

"My lord, an urgent report from Luoyang."

Ji Xuanyuan took it and unfolded it.

His gaze swept over the area, and his brows gradually furrowed.

"Dong Zhuo's adopted son, Dong Chengdu, single-handedly stormed the camp, beheaded Ding Yuan, and recruited Zhang Liao and Gao Shun..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of doubt.

Dong Chengdu?

Did Dong Zhuo have such a person under his command in history?

He went through the heroes of the Three Kingdoms from his memory again and again.

No.

Absolutely not!

The secret report describes how he single-handedly defeated an army of five thousand, slaying generals and capturing flags, as if entering an empty field...

This level of martial prowess is no less than that of Xiang Yu and Li Cunxiao!

"Filial piety."

Ji Xuanyuan looked up: "Just who is this Dong Chengdu...?"

Guo Jia waved his fan, his expression grave: "I have already sent my secret guards to investigate thoroughly. This man's real name is Yuwen Chengdu. He is an orphan of the Xianbei Yuwen tribe. He was rescued by Dong Zhuo when he was eight years old and adopted as his son. In recent years, he has lived a secluded life and rarely shows his face, so his reputation is not well known."

He paused, then continued, "But according to the former subordinates of Xiliang, this boy possessed superhuman strength. At the age of eight, he could draw a bow with a volume of three stones, and at ten, he could fight a tiger with his bare hands. Dong Zhuo treasured him, personally teaching him martial arts and even finding the best craftsmen in Bingzhou to forge weapons for him..."

Ji Xuanyuan remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

Turbulent times produce heroes.

He understands this principle.

But then Dong Chengdu suddenly appeared out of nowhere...

Wait, the Yuwen clan?

Chengdu?

Yuwen Chengdu!?

Did I somehow manage to snag a bargain back then?