Dusk fell.
The ground was blood-red, and burning clouds appeared in the sky. The accumulated clouds seemed to cover the battlefield and crush it.
At this moment, the wind howled, carrying a whimper as if it was blowing a horn for Liu Qing and Lu Bu to attack. The two of them charged at the 60,000-strong army. This was what men should do.
"Kill them!"
"We will fight with our lives. As long as we kill Marquis Qian Cheng, no one in this world will be able to stop us. At that time, we will have food to eat, money to take, and land to grow!”Under the protection of the generals, Bo Cai started to urge the army to kill Liu Qing and Lu Bu.
"Lord, retreat!"
Lu Bu's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Liu Qing's actions were too crazy. Even he felt his heart tremble.
"What are you afraid of? It's fine if Bo Cai doesn't appear, but since he did, he has to leave his life behind!”
Liu Qing swung the Water-Draining Spring Spear in his hand. Like an ancient demon god who had returned from the netherworld, he brought along a murderous aura that soared into the sky as he entered the army and began his massacre.
"What's there to be afraid of? Even the lord isn't afraid, so what should I be afraid of?”Lu Bu twisted his neck and followed behind Liu Qing with his halberd.
"Oh my god!"
On the city gate tower, even the audacious Sun Jian was shocked by this scene.
With just the strength of two people, they were able to take on an army of nearly 60,000. How could Liu Qing do such a suicidal act? Was it because the corn pancakes were not delicious, or was it because the girls of the Great Han Dynasty were not beautiful enough?
"Kill them!"
Within the army.
Liu Qing's Qi sank into his Dantian and he suddenly shouted, like a thunderbolt on a clear day.
Chaos, complete chaos.
The warhorses neighed, and the Water-draining Spring Spear began to reap the lives of the Yellow Turban soldiers wantonly like the scimitar of the Grim Reaper.
At this moment, the setting sun was stained with blood, and the earth sank. Liu Qing's every attack seemed to shatter the ignorance of the world and tear apart the crafty people of the world. His heroic spirit filled the nine heavens, and his killing intent swept across the mountains and rivers.
The path of blood and corpses that was continuously opened up bombarded everyone's hearts.
Liu Qing was like a real dragon that had been born, turning the earth upside down and looking down at the world.
The mountains and rivers were in turmoil. It seemed that this war was not between people, but between the Yellow Turban Army and the heavens. It was as if it was a terrifying power that only nature could understand.
In a short time, no less than a hundred Yellow Turban soldiers had died at Liu Qing's hands. At this moment, a chill filled everyone's hearts. Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers were terrified.
"Foolish!"
"Why are you so ignorant!"
Liu Qing raised his head and roared. His laughter resonated with his tears. He wished he could explain the ignorance of the people. Why were they bewitched by Zhang Jiao and the other crafty people? Why did they use their weak bodies to fight against the imperial court of the Han Dynasty?
The roar split the world.
At this moment, Liu Qing displayed a unique charm that only the soldiers in the army could understand.
At this moment, Lu Bu was truly intimidated by him, his eyes filled with admiration.
At this moment, the tens of thousands of soldiers roared in fear.
"Bo Cai, your sins will never go away. The lives of hundreds of thousands of people are all your sins. I betrayed you and sent you to Fengdu Prison for a thousand years!”
Warhorses were psychic, especially the fierce Western Liang warhorses.
As Liu Qing shouted, his warhorse radiated with boundless might. It flew high into the sky with its mane flying in the air. The Spring Water Spear rose into the sky like a collapsing mountain and a toppling pillar. It slashed at Bo Cai with a heaven-shattering force.
Crack!
The Water-Draining Spring Spear descended with a loud bang, bringing with it an earth-shattering power as it slashed onto Bo Cai and his warhorse. The sound of bones cracking could be heard faintly, and blood and internal organs splattered everywhere.
The Yellow Turban soldiers near Bo Cai were all killed by Lu Bu's Heavenly Halberd.
Liu Qing and Lu Bu stood in the middle of the army, and no one dared to enter within a hundred feet of them. The entire battlefield was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
"Haha!"
Liu Qing wiped away the tears and blood on his face and laughed."You are all ignorant. You were bewitched by the thief to go against the Great Han.”
" Devil! Devil!"
The Yellow Turban soldiers threw away their rakes and hoes and began to flee.
Liu Qing turned around and looked at the bloody path that he and Lu Bu had created. It was a path made of the flesh and blood of innocent people.
Who would bear the blame? Was it him, or the creator of the Path of Peace, the current emperor of the Great Han Dynasty, Liu Hong, or General Heaven Duke, Zhang Jiao?
No, this was a crime of the aristocratic families. If they had not oppressed the Han Dynasty and plundered the people, the Han Dynasty might still be as prosperous as Han Wu.
The victory of Changshe was the victory of Yingchuan, and the victory of Yingchuan was the victory of the Han Dynasty.
The two armies confronted each other.
The people were weak and resentful, so they could win.
Now that Liu Qing was here, the burly man had the aura of victory. This was an unfathomable mystery.
Before, the Great Han Army was like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of the Yellow Turban Army. Now, they were ferocious tigers.
This was because with Liu Qing, the Northern Battlefront Army, and the Wei Back Army around, all the turmoil would be suppressed until the day the world completely collapsed. They would then clean up the old mountains and rivers and rebuild the Darkhan Dynasty.
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