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

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If you won't go, we will!

To an outsider, this statement simply meant that the soldiers were eager to fight.

However, under the influence of the term "ambitious and eager for quick success," it becomes problematic.

Zhang Bao had only one thought left in his mind.

These brats are trying to steal my credit.

You've been granted the Nine Bestowments, the Imperial Axe, the privilege of wearing a sword and shoes in the palace, the right to enter the court without hastening, and the right to be praised without being named. Are you envious?

All the credit goes to me, to me!

They want to steal my unparalleled achievements and reap the rewards.

Hehehe!

Zhang Bao suddenly smiled, but the sound was like that of a night owl, sending chills down one's spine even in the darkness.

He laughed as he took two steps back, retreating to the side of his personal guards.

He pointed to the twelve generals in front of him:

"These twelve men are plotting a rebellion, attempting to defect to the imperial court in the face of battle. Capture them!"

The guards were taken aback for a moment, but military orders were absolute.

Dozens of knives were drawn simultaneously, surrounding the twelve people.

The twelve people stared at Zhang Bao in disbelief.

They were all from the same village, and they often discussed which widow had a big bottom and was good at giving birth.

Being suddenly attacked with weapons, they were naturally caught off guard.

"General..."

"We didn't rebel, we just wanted to take Chen Shao's head..."

It would have been better if this hadn't been said.

This further fueled Zhang Bao's fragile desire for credit.

"Those who plot rebellion deserve death! Kill! Kill without exception!"

The twelve people stared at each other in disbelief, but in that moment of surprise, they lost their best chance to fight back.

Without hesitation, the guards' blades flashed.

Twelve heads fell to the ground.

Zhang Baocai gave a cold laugh:

"Your social status has risen, but your ideological awareness has not improved in the slightest."

"Court infighting has always been like this!"

He waved his hand dismissively.

"Take the bodies away for now. If I can defeat Chen Shao, I will give them a good ending."

......

As night faded, the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

On the beachhead on the north bank of the Sanggan River, the Great Yan army had completed its formation.

Chen Shao, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, was about to give the order to "depart".

On the horizon at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, a yellow line was slowly advancing.

The yellow flag bearing the Bagua symbols of the Yellow Turbans slowly revealed itself.

With yellow turbans covering their heads and swords and spears gleaming like a forest, a force of about 30,000 men was pressing towards the Great Yan army in neat square formations.

Beneath the banner leading the army stood a man in red armor and a red robe—it was Zhang Bao.

"This is?"

Even veteran Yu Qi'an couldn't understand it.

He couldn't understand why the Yellow Turban Army was coming at him now, when his army had already formed its strongest attack formation.

Why didn't you take advantage of such a good opportunity last night?

Could this be a trap?

"Everyone be alert! Do not act rashly without orders!"

Yuwen Huagu quietly took a few steps back and hid behind Chen Shao.

Of the entire army, only Chen Shao almost burst out laughing.

The moment he saw Zhang Bao, he understood that the secret formula must have worked ingeniously.

This is truly a brilliant plan from Zhuge Liang.

This three-part strategy is incredibly malicious.

The 30,000-strong Yellow Turban army was not even fully equipped with armor.

Should we confront the elite army of the Great Yan head-on?

What a wonderful example of winning people over with virtue!

Zhang Bao reined in his horse before the 30,000-strong army. Gazing at the dark, imposing square formation opposite him, an indescribable surge of pride welled up within him.

He had waited all night for this moment!

But the soldiers behind him were not as confident as he was; they were all listless and dejected.

I can't understand this; what kind of high-level tactic is this?

Zhang Bao raised his whip, his voice booming like a bell:

"Chen Shao! You are surrounded by my 30,000 troops! This general is a righteous army and will not take advantage of your misfortune. I will wait for you to form your battle lines before we engage in a decisive battle."

"If you know what's good for you, dismount and surrender. This general will spare your life, considering you're a man of honor!"

"what?"

The entire Great Yan army, from first-rank generals to elite infantrymen.

Everyone stared wide-eyed.

He stared at the person opposite him in disbelief.

Yu Qi'an muttered, "They say that if you squat for a long time, your legs will go numb, and when you stand up, your blood supply will be insufficient... It seems that's true..."

"Aluminum cloth!"

Chen Shao shouted, "You deserve the credit!"

"Yes, sir!"

The aluminum cloth had been waiting so long that its bones were cracking.

The halberd drew a circle in the air.

"Brothers, follow me and lead the charge!"

Then he squeezed the horse's belly with both legs.

With a neigh, the warhorse shot off like an arrow.

Three thousand elite cavalrymen behind him started moving at the same time, following their commander to launch a surprise attack.

Zhang Bao sneered inwardly as he saw a lone rider charging towards him.

He had heard of the Fangtian Halberd.

The infamous traitor who served three masters in the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

He first worked for the government, then joined the Yellow Turbans, and now he's currying favor with the imperial court.

This kind of scoundrel not only betrayed the enemy, but was also the first to rush in; he's truly heartless and treacherous.

He spurred his horse forward a few steps, raised his whip, pointed it at the aluminum cloth, and shouted:

"Aluminum cloth! You traitorous lackey!"

"You betrayed us in the face of battle! How despicable and shameless! You still have the nerve to charge ahead? Your halberd is shameful, and even your horse is ashamed for you!"

"You're nothing but a lackey of mine. Now that you've been gilded, you think you can turn around and bite your master?"

He tightened the reins with aluminum cloth and held the halberd upside down.

Instead of showing any fear, he laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, a true man born between heaven and earth, how can he remain subservient to others for long!"

"Especially someone as utterly foolish and unable to recognize talent as you!"

"You call me a traitor who has served three masters? I think you're blind!"

"A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on, and a wise minister chooses a good lord to serve. This general has abandoned darkness and embraced the light!"

"The Yellow Turbans, under the guise of acting on behalf of Heaven, did nothing but oppress the good and kind."

"Look again at His Majesty the Holy Emperor!"

Chen Shao in the army:

"..."

"Your Majesty is like the sun and moon traversing the heavens, your benevolence shining across vast distances, illuminating all without discrimination, and warming all without distinction!"

"His Majesty trusts those he employs and treats his subordinates with sincerity. He does not judge heroes by their origins, nor does he determine life or death based on past actions. I, Lu Bu, serve under him, not as anyone's lackey, but as a dignified general of the Great Yan!"

"You, Zhang Baocheng, keep shouting that you're acting on behalf of Heaven, but your Heaven is nothing more than your own small patch of land. His Majesty establishes the destiny of all people and brings peace to the nation; that is the true Heaven!"

"Zhang Bao! You have brought 30,000 brothers to their deaths today, which is defying the will of Heaven! I, Lu Bu, advise you to dismount and surrender. His Majesty is benevolent and may spare your life."

"If you remain obstinate, my halberd will today, in place of the sun and moon, take your life for your ignorance and arrogance!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three thousand iron cavalrymen drew their swords at the same time.

The blade flashed like snow, reflecting the rising sun, making the entire Sanggan River shimmer with golden light.

Zhang Baodu laughed in exasperation at the sight of the aluminum cloth.

He snorted coldly:

"Has Your Excellency already been granted a marquisate?"

"I think you're more than qualified to be a loyal sycophant!"

"Shameless scoundrel, prepare to die!"