The halberd pierced through Cheng Yuanzhi, and the latter's shocked expression was forever frozen.
A powerful force flowed into his body through the halberd.
Cheng Yuanzhi was also a second-rate general. However, when he faced Qin Ao's attack, he lost his mind and even lost his will to fight.
That was why he was instantly killed by Qin Ao's halberd.
Killing the enemy could increase one's strength.
Qin Ao also had the ability to level up infinitely, which made his strength increase more directly.
An ordinary person might only be accelerating their own strength, but Qin Ao was plundering power!
"The enemy general is dead. All of you quickly kneel down and surrender.”
At this moment, Qin Ao raised the Halberd of the Tornado Splitting Abyss with one hand and lifted up Cheng Yuanzhi's corpse.
His majestic voice was like thunder, resounding in the surroundings.
All the surrounding Yellow Turban bandits saw this scene and were extremely shocked. Any faith in their hearts completely collapsed.
"The canal marshal is dead, run!"
"We lost, we lost!"
"Hurry up and escape. If you don't escape, you'll die!”
"We lost!"
" I surrender! Don't kill me!"
"Don't kill me, I surrender, I surrender!”
The ordinary Yellow Turban bandits lost their will to fight, threw away their weapons, and fled in all directions.
Some of the Yellow Turban bandits near the Crimson Blood Demonic Cavalry simply put down their weapons and knelt down to surrender.
Along the way, the Yellow Turban bandits could be seen kneeling on the ground.
The Crimson Blood Demonic Cavalry ignored the kneeling Yellow Turban bandits and continued to pursue the ordinary Yellow Turban bandits. They slaughtered along the way, leaving behind a large number of corpses.
While Qin Ao was cleaning up the battlefield, Yuan Chun had also opened the city gates and let the guards in the city come out to kill the enemy.
These were all battle merits!
Qin Ao noticed the guards on the other side, but he only took a glance and ignored them.
There were so many Yellow Turban bandits that he couldn't handle alone.
These people were willing to attack, so Qin Ao naturally wouldn't pay much attention to them.
The surrounding Crimson Blood Demonic Cavalry began to slaughter wantonly. In this non-stop battle, one could feel that the strength of each Crimson Blood Demonic Cavalry was constantly increasing.
The aura on their bodies also became more and more shocking.
Especially the smell of blood, it made people shudder.
Facing them was like facing a demon that had returned from hell.
The battle only came to an end when it was evening.
The battlefield was littered with corpses and countless kneeling Yellow Turban bandits.
At this moment, Yuyang Prefecture Governor Yuan Chun finally arrived before Qin Ao on his horse.
"May I ask if you are Qin Ao of the Blood Red Army? I am Yuyang Prefecture Governor Yuan Chun. Thank you for your support and helping us defeat the Yellow Turban bandits.”
Yuan Chun cupped his hands and said with a warm smile.
However, his words had redefined this war.
Qin Ao's support sounded like the icing on the cake for Qin Ao, and they were the main force.
"The Blood Red Army is killing bandits for the country. There's no need to thank me! Zilong, pass down the order to behead all the Yellow Turban bandits. When the time comes, enter the city to claim credit!”
Qin Ao raised his eyes slightly and said indifferently.
As he spoke, a murderous aura spread out. Yuan Chun, who was in front of him, immediately felt a sense of oppression. It was as if a monstrous sea of blood was enveloping him.
This made him blush.
Although Yuan Chun was the prefect, he was not very strong. Moreover, he had exhausted a lot of his physical strength and had even used the power of the prefect's seal. He was very weak at this moment.
Qin Ao intentionally released his aura. Just this aura alone was enough to suffocate him.
"Yes, sir!"
Zhao Yun cupped his fists in response.
The thousand crimson blood demon cavalry also began to move. They waved the spears in their hands and directly cut off the heads of the Yellow Turban bandits.
Zhao Yun also ordered all the yellow bandits to be beheaded.
Instantly, the smell of blood on the entire battlefield became even stronger.
When the soldiers under Yuan Chun saw this scene and smelled the smell of blood, their faces turned pale.
In front of Qin Ao's elites, these soldiers were nothing.
"Lord Yuan, the sky is already dark. Leave these tasks to the soldiers. Shall we enter the city first?”
Qin Ao looked at Yuan Chun and said meaningfully.
He could tell that Yuan Chun wanted to suppress him.
But so what?
Now that the world was in chaos, a mere prefect was nothing. Moreover, this was the border of Liaodong, so the so-called official position was even less worth mentioning.
One had to know that the place where the prefect changed the most frequently was this border area.
Yuan Chun's power was weak, far inferior to Gongsun Zan's. Although he had the title of prefect, he did not have any powerful armies under him.
If he dared to plot against Qin Ao, Qin Ao would dare to kill him.
It was not just one or two mayors who had died among the Yellow Turban bandits!
"Yes, yes. General, you've worked hard. I've already prepared good wine in the city to celebrate your victory today!”
Yuan Chun's expression was ugly, but he still squeezed out a smile.
Qin Ao's savagery was still vivid in his mind. His Crimson Blood Demon Rider was still harvesting the heads of these Yellow Turban bandits.
It was a shocking sight.
He suddenly remembered that it was no longer a peaceful era. His position as the prefect really did not have much deterrence.
If he angered Qin Ao, the latter would kill him directly and push the blame to the Yellow Turbans. He would not be able to reason with them.
"In that case, thank you, Lord Prefect!”
Qin Ao replied indifferently.
Under Yuan Chun's welcome, Qin Ao led his troops into Yuyang City.
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In the prefect's mansion
A banquet was officially held.
Yuan Chun sat on the main seat while Qin Ao sat on the side seat. The long table in front of him was also filled with delicious food and wine.
There were also beautiful maids serving him.
In the middle of the hall, there were six dancers in dance costumes, dancing gracefully.
"I've long heard that the Blood Red Army is famous for deterring Xuantu and guarding the border. Now that I've seen it today, it really lives up to its reputation. With your strength, you will definitely be able to make contributions in this Yellow Turban rebellion and be conferred the title of Marquis!”
"Here, Yuan Chun congratulates General!”
Yuan Chun laughed loudly, his face filled with admiration.
"A mere alien race is not worth mentioning. As for making contributions, it would have to wait until the merits were calculated. He heard that the Emperor used the Imperial Jade Seal to announce it to the world.”
"I wonder how to record merit points?”
Qin Ao hugged her left and right, downing the wine in his glass.
His eyes also glanced at Yuan Chun who was seated on the main seat.
It wasn't that easy to steal someone else's merit points.
After the outbreak of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Emperor Ling of Han, Liu Hong, had regained some of his dignity as an emperor. He used the Imperial Jade Seal as a seal to announce to the world and supervise all officials.
The war reports from all over the world would be verified by the Imperial Jade Seal.
It could also be sent to the capital at the first possible time.
If there was a false report, the heirloom seal could refute it immediately.
"General, don't worry. When the time comes, I'll get the army's main registrar to record your merits. I'll also stamp the prefect's seal and ask for your merits!”
Yuan Chun's eyes moved unnoticeably as he hurriedly replied with a smile.
"It's fine. I still have to stay in the city and disturb you for two days.”
The corners of Qin Ao's mouth curled up slightly as he took another sip of wine.
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