2026-03-21 16:21:46The sickeningly sweet smell of fresh blood and the stench of burnt flesh clogged Cao Cao’s nostrils.
A second ago, he was sitting tall in the saddle of his prized black horse, leading ten thousand elite Wei cavalry with his chest puffed out. He felt like the only true hero brave enough to pursue Dong Zhuo, leaving behind the cowardly nobles feasting on the ruins of Luoyang.
The next second, his world turned upside down.
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Chapter 17: The Flash from Hell
The spiked iron flail, weighing dozens of pounds, sliced through the damp air at the bottom of the Bian River valley. The wind shrieked through its steel chain, carrying the certainty of death, now just a fist's distance from Cao Cao's face.The future Tyrant of Wei did not blink. His eyes were sharp, refusing to give his enemy the satisfaction of seeing his fear. If this was the end of his grand ambition, he would meet it with his chin up and a cynical smile that cursed the world.However, in the thousandth of a second before the deadly iron could shatter his skull, a strange, green, cylindrical object fell from the cliff above, landing with a soft tink in a puddle of mud between Cao Cao and the giant wielding the flail.The iron-masked giant glanced down through the slits of his mask. "What is this sorcer—"BOOM!The world shattered.A 170-decibel sonic bla
Chapter 16: Negotiating a Life and the Price of a Grenade
Atop the steep cliff flanking the Bian River, the night wind carried the nauseating, metallic smell of blood from the valley floor.Jo Fan lay flat on his stomach at the cliff’s edge, his fingers digging into tree roots until they were raw. His eyes were wide with horror as he watched the scene below through his system’s screen, which magnified the area like a drone camera. The iron-masked giant had just begun to swing his flail, ready to smash the head of Cao Cao, who was sprawled helplessly in the sea of mud.“General Guan! Go down now! Save that shorty in the red robe, quick!” Jo Fan yelled in a panic, turning to the God of War crouching beside him.Guan Yu gazed down into the dark, blood-misted valley. His jaw tightened, his sharp eyes calculating the distance and angle with military precision.“It is impossible, Advisor,” Guan Yu replied, his voice heavy and f
Chapter 15: The Slaughter of the Wei Cavalry
The sickeningly sweet smell of fresh blood and the stench of burnt flesh clogged Cao Cao’s nostrils.A second ago, he was sitting tall in the saddle of his prized black horse, leading ten thousand elite Wei cavalry with his chest puffed out. He felt like the only true hero brave enough to pursue Dong Zhuo, leaving behind the cowardly nobles feasting on the ruins of Luoyang.The next second, his world turned upside down.An arrow had shot out of the darkness and pierced his horse’s neck. The poor beast shrieked in agony, its front legs giving out, launching Cao Cao through the air. The future warlord slammed down hard, his back hitting the ice-cold mud.“Ugh… damn it…”Cao Cao coughed violently, spitting a glob of black blood and foul mud from his mouth. His ears were ringing loudly from the impact. He forced his trembling hands to push his bo
Chapter 14: The Price of a Prophecy at Bian River
A thick fog shrouded the trees like a giant burial shroud. The dusk air around the Bian River valley felt damp, cold, and smelled of moss. Liu Bei’s small army moved like a line of shadows, their horses’ steps muffled by the muddy ground and decaying leaves.At the very front of the column, Jo Fan suddenly pulled his reins.“Stop. Everyone stop!” Jo Fan hissed sharply, raising his right hand.Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei, who were right behind him, reflexively reined in their horses. The sound of scraping leather armor and the heavy breathing of horses broke the silence for a moment before the three-thousand-man formation behind them froze as well.“What is it, Master Jo?” Liu Bei asked in a hushed voice. His eyes scanned the fog ahead, searching for a threat, but he saw nothing. “Do you sense something?”Jo Fan didn’t answ
Chapter 13: The Cowards' Feast and the Red-Robed Ambition
That night, the smoldering ruins of Luoyang were transformed into the stage for the most sickening comedy in the history of China.Amidst thousands of charred civilian corpses and buildings reduced to charcoal, the nobles of the Eighteen Warlords Coalition erected giant silk tents. They celebrated Dong Zhuo’s retreat as if it were their own hard-earned victory. The sound of zithers, the clinking of golden goblets, and the drunken laughter of generals echoed loudly, drowning out the groans of the dying in the city's ruined corners.Outside the main tent, Liu Bei stood frozen. The firelight reflected on his hardened face. He gripped the hilts of his twin swords so tightly his knuckles turned white.“A feast… they’re feasting on the grave of the Han Dynasty,” Liu Bei hissed, his voice trembling with a barely contained rage. “Cao Cao was right. They are all cowards who care only for their own stomachs and wealth! Not a single one of them cares about the Emperor’s safety!”Liu Bei spun aro
Chapter 12: The Skies of Luoyang Burn & The Dragon's Deadly Joke
The air on the hill was still thick with tension, even though the clash of steel had ceased. The metallic tang of blood evaporating from the dusty ground mixed with the savory scent of leftover KFC fried chicken bones Jo Fan had just been chewing on.Down below, the Coalition forces were still roaring like madmen. They celebrated the God of War’s retreat as if they’d just won a world war. Victory horns blared, one after another.Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei ascended the hill, approaching Jo Fan. The three historical titans were still catching their breath. Their armor was dented, their horses wheezing and caked in blood, but their eyes were ablaze.“Hahahaha! Did you see that, Advisor Jo?!” Zhang Fei’s laughter boomed as he slapped his own wound-covered chest. “That three-surnamed slave ran off with his tail between his legs! If Second Brother hadn't interfered, I would’ve turned his chest into a shish kebab!”“Third Brother, don’t be arrogant. Your hands were trembling trying to b
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