In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers had died in battle.
And the defenders of the Central Mausoleum did not even suffer any damage!
The Yellow Turban Army's morale began to waver under such a shocking casualty ratio.
When Canal Marshal Du Chang saw this scene, his eyes flashed with intense killing intent.
He knew that he had to make a move!
He had to use forceful methods to quickly kill the Central Mausoleum defenders and open up the situation.
Otherwise, if their morale continued to decline, they would definitely lose this battle!
"Go to hell!"
He growled and rode forward.
Using all his strength, he swung his arms and slashed down at the soldiers of the Central Mausoleum in front of him!
There was even a gust of wind whistling in the air.
The force was heavy and extremely fierce!
The three soldiers cooperated tacitly and raised their sabers together.
Bang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out.
Du Chang's long saber swung, and he felt a sharp pain between his thumb and forefinger. He almost fell off his horse.
As for the three Middle Mausoleum soldiers, they did not even take half a step back.
"How is this possible?"
Du Chang's expression changed drastically.
As the thirty-six generals of the Yellow Turban Army, he was naturally not an ordinary person.
His martial strength was quite valiant, and he was at least at the level of a third-rate general.
However, his full-powered attack was actually blocked by three ordinary soldiers?
How terrifying was the combat power of this army?
For a moment, Du Chang instinctively had some thoughts of retreating.
He urged his horse to leave.
However, the soldiers of the Central Mausoleum would not give him this chance.
One of them chopped off the horse's leg, while the other two raised their hands and grabbed Du Chang's belt.
He directly pulled Du Zhang off his horse!
Immediately after, countless blades attacked.
In an instant, the Yellow Turban Canal Commander was chopped into a pile of meat paste!
At the last moment of his life, Du Chang saw Cheng Chong's cold gaze.
His heart trembled.
This young man was terrifying!
Perhaps, even a great teacher would die in his hands!
Cheng Chong also saw Du Chang's death.
He was equally excited.
This kind of battle record was something he himself had not expected.
One had to know that the current Divine Grade Fish Scale Formation was only at the lowest level!
There was definitely room for improvement in the future.
Three ordinary soldiers, with the support of the Grade 1 Divine Grade Fish Scale Formation, could kill a third-rate general like Du Chang!
In the future, if the level of the Divine Grade Fish Scale Formation was raised, it would be impossible for the Divine Grade Fish Scale Formation to be upgraded.
Perhaps a few ordinary soldiers would be able to make it difficult for top generals like Lu Bu, Guan Yu, and Xu Chu to move!
Just thinking about it made his blood boil!
The Yellow Turban Army was a motley crew.
After Du Chang died in battle, their morale dropped to the freezing point.
Under the suppression of the Zhongling garrison, the army formation completely collapsed.
The army was defeated like a landslide!
Many Yellow Turban soldiers threw away their helmets and armor and began to flee desperately.
There were also many Yellow Turban soldiers who chose to throw down their long knives and kneel on the ground to surrender.
The battle situation was already very clear. Victory and defeat had been decided!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the first battle!”
"This battle, we defeated the enemy with fewer people and killed the enemy leader. We won!”
"Overall battle score D, obtained 100 battle points!”
"War points can increase the level of the array formation, unlock new array formations, and exchange for various exclusive items.”
The system's voice sounded.
Cheng Chong was pleasantly surprised.
War points?
This was the currency of the system.
If Cheng Chong wanted to become stronger, he had to continuously obtain war points and obtain various rewards.
Currently, the way to obtain war points was to win battles.
Cheng Chong opened the system interface and glanced at it.
Unlocking the new formation required 300 war points.
The points required to level up the Divine Fish Scale Formation had skyrocketed, reaching a total of 1,000.
As for some special items, such as potato seeds, the exchange price was sky-high.
At the very least, it was something that Cheng Chong did not dare to think about.
"There's still a long way to go!"
Cheng Chong smiled bitterly.
While he was deep in thought, the soldiers of the Central Mausoleum had already cleared the battlefield.
He gathered all the Yellow Turban captives.
"Mr. Cheng!"
"The battlefield has been cleaned up."
"In this battle, we killed more than 800 enemies and captured 3,000!”
"As for our brothers, the number of casualties is less than twenty!”
"We won. Not only did we win, but we also won beautifully!”
Centurion Jiang Feng was filled with excitement.
The battle damage data was released in one breath.
Until this moment, he still felt like he was in a dream.
"We won, we won, Zhong Ling County City was defended!”
Cheers erupted.
Whether it was the three hundred soldiers of the Central Mausoleum or the citizens of the Central Mausoleum on the city walls, they were all rejoicing.
Everyone's eyes were on Cheng Chong at the same time.
They knew very well that without this young man, there would not be such a satisfying victory today!
Jiang Feng raised his hand and stabbed the flag into the ground.
Then, he bent his knees and knelt on the ground.
"Mr. Cheng, no, my lord!"
"Jiang Feng will fulfill his promise. From now on, I will resign from my official position. I will no longer be the centurion of the Great Han Dynasty, but the Lord's retainer!”
"I'm willing to be at your beck and call!”
The other three hundred soldiers of the Central Mausoleum also knelt on the ground at the same time.
His expression was extremely loyal and respectful.
They spoke in unison.
"We are willing to die for the lord!"
They were all boorish people and did not understand the great righteousness of the country.
However, they had the most sincere love for their homeland.
When they were in the most dangerous situation, the Great Han Dynasty did not appear, and the county magistrate of the imperial court fled.
This caused them to completely lose faith in the imperial court.
It was Cheng Chong who had saved Zhongling County from being attacked and saved their parents, wives, and children!
Just based on this matter alone, they were willing to become Cheng Chong's private army!
Cheng Chong's eyes flashed with a scorching light.
Part of the reason why he had trained the array to resist the Yellow Turban was to protect himself and Ling County.
But at the same time, he had his own selfish motives.
He was familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms. After the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the Great Han Dynasty had declined continuously.
The world was in chaos. It was not easy for him to transmigrate, so he naturally wanted to participate in this struggle and establish his name!
He did not have the family of Yuan Shao's four generations, nor did he have Cao Cao's wealth, nor did he have Liu Bei's title as a relative of the Imperial Family.
It was truly starting from scratch!
All the capital had to be accumulated by oneself!
The 300 soldiers in front of him were the best start!
Naturally, he would not refuse.
He stepped forward and helped Jiang Feng up.
He then looked at everyone with a sincere gaze.
He spoke loudly.
"Don't worry, everyone."
"As long as I, Cheng Chong, am here, Zhong Ling County will be a peaceful place!”
"Be it the Yellow Turban Army or the Xianbei people, anyone who dares to invade the Central Tomb Realm will be killed!”
Each word was filled with killing intent!
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