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

Zhang Bao panicked completely.

He rode on his horse, watching as the people, who were originally as docile as lambs, suddenly seemed to be possessed by something.

They surged toward him from all directions, and no matter how hard they swung their whips, they couldn't stop them.

He lashed an old man across the face with his whip.

The whip tip tore a bloody gash across that wrinkled face.

The skin and flesh were torn open, and blood flowed down the neck.

The old man just shook himself, without even trying to cover himself.

Like a zombie.

It continued to charge forward, howling.

With money in hand and a knife in hand, life doesn't matter anymore.

"Kill! Fire arrows! Fire arrows for me!"

Upon receiving the order, the Yellow Turban soldiers in the back row immediately unleashed a rain of arrows.

The people at the forefront fell to the ground.

But public opinion is truly overwhelming!

That's a [Chinese Succubus] standing on the city wall, and a gold-quality one at that.

The blood could no longer serve as a deterrent; instead, it became like water dripping into boiling oil!

The crowd erupted in an even more deafening roar.

Zhang Bao's eyes also turned red; he had been invincible since his debut.

They didn't even need to kill anyone to subdue these people.

But today, I feel a sense of humiliation, as if I've been struck on the head by a servant.

"kill!"

Squeak!

The gates of the capital city have finally opened.

Zhang Bao suddenly looked up.

A scene that he would never forget appeared in his pupils.

The emperor, who had just been standing on the city wall, suddenly rode out on a donkey, wielding a Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and charged out first.

Behind him stood ten thousand fully armored cavalry.

The sound of horses' hooves thundered across the earth.

"Donkey...donkey?"

This is truly a sight to behold! The Yellow Turban Army has fought many battles, and this is almost the first time they've ever seen people charging on donkeys!

After Chen Shao synthesized the "veteran driver" entry, his driving skills improved significantly.

The donkey cart is no longer required as a limiting material.

You can ride a donkey.

This is more convenient and faster.

A voice, brimming with the exuberance and joy unique to young women, rang out.

"Zhang Bao! Those who commit many evil deeds will surely perish! I will personally send you on your way today!"

This is not over yet.

To his even greater surprise, a large contingent of troops suddenly and silently emerged from the west of the main army.

There were at least one or two thousand people.

"Holy crap, there's even a tunnel..."

Zhang Bao didn't believe in any divine intervention and immediately sensed the problem.

"Is this something a human would do? Dig a tunnel all the way from the capital to here?"

The aluminum cloth was the first to come out.

The underground work of the past few days had left him breathing heavily and greedily.

If you look closely, you can see that the tongue is swollen like a hammer.

"Finally, it's my turn to make a contribution!"

He slammed the halberd into the ground.

"Set it on fire! No, I, the general, will do it myself!"

The soldiers who surged out from behind each carried firewood soaked in kerosene.

Aluminum Cloth took the torch handed to him by his subordinate.

He sneered and threw it into the rapidly rising pile of firewood.

A wall of fire suddenly burst into flames, thick smoke billowing straight into the sky.

"Light the torches!"

Each soldier pulled out a stick and threw it into the Yellow Turban army.

One after another, they were dazzling.

At the same time, Chen Shao immediately recited in his mind and used the phrase "Everything is ready except for the east wind".

In an instant, the world changed color.

The gentle breeze suddenly turned stronger.

In late autumn, a northwest wind suddenly howled in from the horizon.

The wind fanned the flames, and the fire gained strength from the wind.

Flames and thick smoke, carried by the northwest wind, seemed to open their gaping maws and swallow the Yellow Turban army.

The fire broke through the Yellow Turban army's lines, and the thick smoke made it impossible for people to open their eyes.

The warhorse was startled and its hooves thrashed about wildly, trampling the unfamiliar ground.

Zhang Bao removed the yellow turban from his head, letting it hang down in his hand, and felt the wind direction.

"Northwest wind?"

He looked completely bewildered.

"Why is there a northwest wind at this time?"

"Could Chen Shao really have the power to control the wind and rain?"

"Only my eldest brother possesses such cultivation."

He couldn't understand it.

"General! What are you waiting for! Run!"

At the crucial moment, it was his nephew who loudly reminded him.

Zhang Bao then came to his senses.

He quickly put aside all distracting thoughts and glanced at the battlefield situation.

Finished!

The common people, Chen Shao's cavalry, the densely packed infantry pouring out of the capital, and the raging fire...

It's too late!

"withdraw!"

"The vanguard becomes the rearguard, and the rearguard becomes the vanguard!"

"Retreat quickly! Rejoin His Majesty!"

Amidst the flames, the army hastily retreated north.

But Chen Shao was not prepared to let them go.

It is advisable to chase the poor with the courage of the left, but not to be the overlord.

"kill!"

The cavalry behind them bypassed the sea of ​​fire and charged at full speed.

Zhang Baoneng has risen to this level by sheer hard work; he's definitely not someone who does nothing.

At this moment, he appeared remarkably calm and composed.

"The rear guard halts to cover the retreat!"

"With a talisman affixed to the chest, one is impervious to swords and spears."

"Strike the talisman three times, and evil will be vanquished!"

These Yellow Turban soldiers had been brainwashed by his rhetoric countless times.

Upon hearing this, they actually stopped retreating.

Take out the prepared talisman and stick it on your chest or forehead.

Three light taps, and his expression immediately changed drastically.

From fleeing in panic, they became fearless and undaunted.

He bravely charged towards the pursuers.

Although the pursuers were fierce, they were no match for the sheer number of Yellow Turban rebels.

They actually managed to slow down the pursuers.

The two groups of troops engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

Zhang Bao breathed a sigh of relief.

A successful general is not afraid of failure, but of how to deal with it.

How to minimize losses is the quality a qualified general should possess.

The army retreated in an orderly manner. Although they were engulfed by the fire, the principle remained the same: with so many people, death was no big deal.

"Don't panic, His Majesty is behind us!"

"As long as we join forces, we can turn defeat into victory."

Zhang Baobian encouraged and boosted morale during the withdrawal.

But suddenly Chen Shao's annoying voice reached his ears again.

"The Yellow Turbans are innocent; only the ringleaders will be executed. Those who lay down and surrender will be spared!"

"The Yellow Turbans are innocent; only the ringleaders will be executed. Those who lay down and surrender will be spared!"

Zhang Bao suddenly turned around.

But what they saw was a sea of ​​fire billowing thick smoke.

Chen Shao, wielding a large sword and riding a donkey, caused auspicious clouds to appear out of thin air wherever he went.

One man and one donkey charged left and right through the vast army, as if entering an empty land.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Bao spat.

"Is this bastard even human?"

"He really did manage to carve out a formidable force, single-handedly leading a thousand troops to retreat."

The nephew beside him also stared blankly at the figure in the firelight, shaking his head in confusion.

"Uncle, is this...is this called...?"

"A thousand troops would flee from Chen Lu..."

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Thank you all so much! The rating has gone up to 7.7 in just two days. I love you all. Here are six chapters today (it's a bit rushed, so I'll revise them later).

If it can reach 8, it will have at least 10 chapters; if it reaches 8.5, it will have 20 chapters.

9. I dare not even think about it, after all, my writing is too unconventional and abstract, which many people don't like, but if I could reach 50 chapters...

If you can't do it, you can take a screenshot and yell at me!