The tip of Lu Bu's weapon, resting just beneath his loyal advisor's neck, radiated an incredibly thick aura of death. With heavy, hunting breaths, the God of War stared at his advisor, filled with bloodlust and rage. "Do you think I am a little child who cannot tell friend from foe?" Lu Bu hissed. His eyes bulged wildly, radiating an uncontrollable killing intent. His hand holding the giant halberd trembled slightly, ready to end Chen Gong's life that very second. "Who is the ruler of this city, Chen Gong? You, or me?!" Chen Gong closed his eyes tightly. He had fulfilled his duty as a loyal advisor. If he had to die for trying to prevent his master's ruin, then he would die with honor. He did not beg for mercy; he simply resigned himself, waiting for the halberd blade to slice his neck. Pling. Plang. Amidst the suffocating silence filled with the aura of death, the sound of a melody suddenly broke th

A sea of men clad in steel armor poured out of the Xuchang capital gates like a giant monster just awakened from a long slumber. The sound of tens of thousands of soldiers' footsteps hitting the ground in unison created a constant vibration felt right down to the soles of the feet. Hundreds of war drums beat in a slow, deadly rhythm, driving away the remnants of the gray winter clouds. Millions of banners fluttered proudly, blotting out the sun. On the left flank, maroon flags bearing the Wei tiger emblem waved under the command of General Xiahou Yuan. On the right flank, the green dragon banners of the Shu-Han faction towered high, led directly by the Imperial Uncle, Liu Bei. These fifty thousand vanguard troops marched, splitting the Chinese mainland. Behind them, still several days' journey away, the hundred-thousand-strong main army led directly by Cao Mengde followed slowly. The tyrant deliberately kept his distance. He was letting Liu

A strong wind swept across the land, carrying the smell of wet earth and the sickening scent of iron. Atop the towering, sturdy fortress walls of Xuzhou city, a giant stood defying the horizon. The black steel armor wrapping his body reflected the fading afternoon sunlight. Over that dark armor, a golden silk cape fluttered wildly like dancing flames in the middle of a storm. The purple-gold crown on his head held two long pheasant feathers that waved arrogantly. His wire-muscle-filled hands tightly gripped the hilt of the Fangtian Huaji, the sky spear whose crescent tip was always thirsty for blood. "Those rats finally dare to visit hell!" Lu Bu growled. His baritone voice vibrated the bricks beneath his boots. The God of War's eyes narrowed sharply, staring far ahead. At the edge of the horizon, a sea of armed men slowly crept closer. Millions of banners fluttered, blotting out the sunlight. They transformed the green

The vibration beneath the ground was growing increasingly brutal. The thirty thousand Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry charging out of the Xuzhou city gates no longer sounded like the galloping of horses. The noise had morphed into the rumble of a high-magnitude earthquake ready to swallow everything in its path. A giant cloud of thick brown dust billowed up into the afternoon sky, concealing the gold-crowned demon silhouette leading the vanguard.In the center of the deeply curved horseshoe formation, a wooden command carriage stood firmly.Jo Fan sat leaning back in his wheelchair atop the carriage. Both his hands gripped the wooden armrests so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Cold sweat poured down, soaking his temples and neck. The chill of the spring air did absolutely nothing to dull the pain shooting from his spine to the base of his neck."System," Jo Fan called out in his head. The young man's breathing was rapid, his eyes staring wildly at the approaching dust cloud of death. "O

Thick brown dust rolled wildly, swallowing the afternoon sunlight on the Xuzhou plains. Atop the gently swaying wooden command carriage, Jo Fan sat with heavy, rapid breathing. Both his hands gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly. The effects of the painkiller capsule and the extreme dose energy drink he chugged moments ago made his heart beat with a chest-aching rhythm. His red eyes stared sharply through the dust storm. There, a gold-crowned demon silhouette darted into the horseshoe formation corridor like a comet falling from the sky. He fell into the trap! Jo Fan thought. The corners of his lips pulled back to form a predatory smirk. That monster really walked into the pigpen I made. Lu Bu spurred Red Hare at full speed. The God of War had been blinded by ego and disgust at seeing Liu Bei's banner fluttering defiantly. Behind Lu Bu, thousands of Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry followed with cruel cheers, ready to flatten th