Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

boom!

The catapult's boom suddenly sprang up, throwing Chen Jiao into the air.

Logically speaking, a catapult of this level wouldn't be very accurate.

In most cases, the landing point is almost entirely random.

But Chen Jiao truly seemed to possess magical powers, or perhaps he was divinely aided.

It landed steadily on the city wall.

"You can do that?!" Chen Shao rubbed his eyes, afraid he was seeing things.

What kind of suicide attack is this?

I must say, this man is a real tough guy.

The Yellow Turban army was surprised, not to mention the soldiers guarding the city walls.

I've never seen anything like this before.

They were momentarily stunned.

Chen Jiao fell to the ground and immediately drew his dagger.

Without the slightest pause, before the defenders could react, they began slashing wildly with their broadswords.

He swiftly broke through the defensive line surrounding the siege ladder.

"Brothers! Kill!"

Chen Jiao stood with his sword across the crenellation, roaring down towards the city below.

The Yellow Turban soldiers on the siege ladders saw their general's godlike figure standing atop the city wall.

All the blood in my body was rushing to my head, climbing upwards like crazy.

The first, second, and third Yellow Turban soldiers scaled the crenellations...

Following closely behind Chen Jiao, they were like a wedge driven firmly into the city's defenses.

Ma Yaozu watched from afar, his eyes blazing with fury.

If this person were to charge through again, the situation would be hopeless.

He had finally won a brilliant battle, a crucial campaign in preparation for being crowned king, and he absolutely would not allow anyone to sabotage it.

With enough power, even a lapdog can turn into a lion.

He watched as Chen Jiao charged left and right, and none of his men could withstand his blade.

Looking around, the army was retreating steadily.

How can this be allowed?

"Charge!"

Ma Yaozu slashed down a retreating soldier with a single blow.

"Get up there, you bastard!"

"Kill him, and you'll get a reward of a thousand taels of gold! Not silver!"

After killing several more people, he used a combination of kindness and severity to stabilize the morale of the troops.

More and more soldiers surrounded Chen Jiao.

He quietly drew a hard bow.

Nock the wolf-tooth arrow.

He slipped into the shadows of a battlement, held his breath, and drew the bowstring taut.

He secretly spotted the figure fighting a bloody battle.

Seizing the opportunity, just as Chen Jiao cleaved the guard captain in two with a single stroke, his old strength exhausted and new strength yet to be generated, leaving his back wide open.

Bang!

Ma Yaozu released the bowstring, and the wolf-tooth arrow flew silently through the gaps in the crowd.

Ma Yaozu is no fool; the fact that he was able to go on a mission with Wu Wenyong speaks volumes.

This arrow was both cunning and a sneak attack.

Chen Jiao is not invincible, nor does he possess superhuman abilities.

It hit him right in the back.

The arrow pierced through his chest, trailing a cloud of blood mist.

Chen Jiao staggered a step and looked down at the exposed, bloody arrowhead.

I looked up, but there was no fear, only... a sense of regret.

He took another step forward and killed another guard with a single blow.

He killed five people in a row.

Finally, they could no longer hold on.

He pounded the ground with his broadsword, looked up to the sky, and sighed deeply.

"What a pity, he died before he could even begin..."

Then, with a "whoosh," he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He died leaning on a knife.

The body was quickly kicked over by the surrounding guards, who then stabbed it several times.

The soldiers guarding the city walls cheered wildly:

"All that nonsense about being invulnerable is a lie, Chen Jiao is dead!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The death of a commander-in-chief is a fatal blow to morale.

Fear can spread like a plague, infecting one person with ten, and ten with a hundred.

The news spread rapidly throughout the entire army.

Instead, it wouldn't be a different scene: everyone would go mad and want to avenge the general after seeing him die in battle.

That only exists in small-scale gang fights.

In war, it would never be like this.

Unless someone is able to step forward again.

"General!"

The Yellow Turban soldiers roared, some wept bitterly, and others looked up to the sky in fury.

Regardless of their appearance, they all lacked the fighting spirit to win.

Meanwhile, the morale on the city walls grew stronger and stronger.

With this shift in power, the newly captured positions on the city walls were once again completely cleared out.

The siege seemed to have returned to square one.

As the attackers climbed the ladders, a hail of rolling logs, rocks, and arrows rained down upon them once more.

Chen Shao stood there and witnessed everything.

Perhaps it was a mutual respect between heroes, or perhaps they were moved by this passion.

In short, he had lost his composure.

All I want now is to kill that bastard Ma Yaozu.

He looked around at the large army of peasants.

Their weapons and equipment were outdated, and they had all sorts of different kinds.

The most pathetic sight was someone wielding a sickle. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he spotted a fellow holding a replica of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Chen Shao immediately rushed over and snatched it away.

Then he carried it on his shoulder and ran quickly to the catapult.

He stood on the leather bag.

"Send me up there!"

Wu Song's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He tried to stop them, but it was too late.

With Chen Jiao's example serving as a starting point, there was no need to hesitate about sending soldiers up next.

A dozen or so people started turning the winch again.

"One, two! Release!"

boom!

Chen Shao was thrown into the air, the wind whistling past his ears like knives.

He may have benefited from Chen Jiao's luck, or perhaps he was divinely aided, as he happened to fall in the exact spot on the outskirts of the city.

The soldiers on the city wall, who were still in a frenzy of fighting, had not yet recovered from the joy of Chen Jiao's death when they saw another figure descending from the sky.

"This is never going to end, is it!"

"kill!"

This time, however, the person who landed was carrying a Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and was much fiercer than Chen Jiao.

[Heaven and Earth Slashed by One Blade!]

With a single stroke, the three guards were cut in half at the waist.

The second cut struck several more people.

After three passes, a clearing was left on the city wall.

Chen Shao stood with his sword drawn at the top of the battlement, roaring down towards the city walls:

"Hurry and follow me to kill the enemy!"

The Yellow Turban soldiers below the city were stunned.

Who is this person?

But whoever it is, this person is truly remarkable.

The morale that had just collapsed was reignited by these three strikes.

A surge of adrenaline rushed back to my head.

The Yellow Turban Army roared and charged back up the siege ladder, even more frantically than before.

Ma Yaozu sneered inwardly when he saw the commotion.

Do you really think you can rely on one trick to succeed forever?

The first time I was caught off guard, I knew when to stop.

For a few taels of silver a month, they work themselves to the bone.

He drew his bow and nocked an arrow again.

But just as the arrow was aimed at that figure...

He was completely numb.

pat.

The bow and arrow fell to the ground.

"I'm a little confused."

Ma Yaozu felt dizzy and slapped himself hard before slowly coming to his senses.

Was it His Majesty who was launched by the catapult?

He even has a yellow turban wrapped around his head? And he's killing the city guards... My God.

What... what on earth is going on?!

Ma Yaozu stood there, mouth agape, his mind racing.

Your Majesty's move must have a deeper meaning.

What does Your Majesty intend to do?

With enough power, even a lapdog can turn into a cunning old fox.

At this moment, Ma Yaozu's mind reached the peak of his intelligence.

He began to analyze the matter meticulously.

In reverse.

What will Your Majesty gain by doing this?

To capture Weibo, or to gain fame within the Yellow Turban Army.

Weibo originally belonged to him, so it could only be the latter.

So Your Majesty...

Ma Yaozu's eyes lit up.

No wonder His Majesty wasn't here; he had infiltrated the Yellow Turban Army beforehand and gotten himself into the enemy's ranks.

Now, let's storm the city walls and kill a few people to establish our authority.

If you understand one method, you understand all methods.

Ma Yaozu finally understood everything.

"I see! I see!"

He burst into laughter.

Therefore, at this time, I should cooperate with him.

How to cooperate?

Ma Yaozu had already planned it all out—to go all out with the performance!

Your Majesty is truly cunning; you've unknowingly put yourself to another test.

This is a test of my ability to adapt to changing circumstances!

Ma Yaozu suddenly raised his hand, pointing it at Chen Shao:

"General, you are invincible! We know we are no match for you!"

He shouted with considerable pride:

"We surrender!"

"Everyone, lay down your weapons and surrender!"

Fearing someone might actually dare to lay a hand on His Majesty, he added fiercely:

"Those who kill the enemy shall die!"

All the soldiers were completely dumbfounded and turned to look at their commander, Ma Yaozu.

But then he raised his hands and walked towards the man holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade with a smile.

This is even more demoralizing than the death of the commander.

The commander has surrendered, what's the point of fighting anymore!

I can't understand why they suddenly surrendered when I clearly had the advantage.

The opponent isn't strong enough to take on ten thousand enemies single-handedly.

They had already exceeded the limit, so without further hesitation, everyone threw away their weapons.

Raise both hands.

"General, you are invincible! We surrender!"

"We surrender!"

"We surrender!"

Ma Yaozu jogged along, kicking aside several surrendered soldiers blocking his way.

When he reached Chen Shao's side, his face was full of fawning smiles.

In a low, flattering voice:

"Your Majesty, how well did I... how was my cooperation?"

His response was the ever-growing gleam of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his pupils.

Ma Yaozu's smile froze on his face.

He realized what Chen Shao was going to do.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Your Majesty...Why is this happening?"

"Go ask the people of Huaiyuan!"

Chen Shao roared and slashed with his sword, sending Ma Yaozu's fat head flying high into the air.

Seeing this, the others assumed that Chen Shao was about to kill the surrendered soldiers.

He immediately picked up a weapon and struggled.

Chen Shao slammed his broadsword down on the ground.

"Those who surrender may live!"

The surrendered soldiers felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and they threw their swords and spears far away.

He knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

The Yellow Turban army surged onto the city walls like a tidal wave.

When that big flag was planted on the city wall and fluttered in the wind.

Someone shouted at Chen Shao:

"The general is invincible!"

Immediately afterwards, countless hands lifted Chen Shao high.

It is tossed into the air, caught, and tossed up again.

The cheers were deafening.

...

Chen Jiao's deputy knelt on one knee in front of Chen Shao.

He said respectfully:

"We are all in awe of the General's divine might."

"Now that General Chen Jiao has died a martyr, you are our new general!"

Upon hearing this, the others roared in unison:

"Please make the General our commander!"

"Damn, is this all so casual?" Chen Shao was stunned by this sudden turn of events.

To be honest, he didn't think too much when he first rushed onto the city wall.

It was all driven by pure passion.

Now, he is somewhat at a loss.

But he quickly calmed down.

He said in a loud voice:

"Very well, I can be your general, but you must promise to obey my every command!"

Everyone readily agreed.

After all, it's easy to find an army, but hard to find a good general.

In this chaotic world, following a good general is more important than anything else.

This general is so brave that he frightened the defending troops into surrendering. He will surely become a famous figure in the world.

"Alright, now I'll set some rules."

"First, General Chen Jiao's words still stand: those who disturb the people will be killed without mercy."

"Secondly, give General Chen Jiao a grand funeral."

"Third, since you're following me, you must never have any disloyal intentions, or you'll be dealt with by military law immediately."

"Of course, if you follow me, I can't guarantee that every one of you will become a high-ranking official, but I can guarantee that everyone will have food to eat, money to spend, and dignity."

There was a moment of silence on the city wall.

Then cheers erupted again:

"Long live the General!"

"Long live! Long live! Long live!"

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I'm not asking for much anymore, whatever, I just ask my brothers to give me a five-star review, to give me a little dignity.

(Thank you to the esteemed author Jinshijin who loves tallow trees for the update request, and thank you everyone for your support!)