"Dragon Slaying Strike!"

Long Chen, not to be outdone, swiftly unleashed a flashing blade that instantly conjured a water dragon, which pulverized everything in its path.

Wu Ba looked down coldly, as if the deaths of the Yellow Turban soldiers were as insignificant to him as ants dying.

"Who’s this general? A little interesting!"

"King! King! Shall we retreat?" An advisor by Wu Ba’s side panicked.

"Retreat? What’s there to retreat from? There’s still so much grain to be taken away!" Wu Ba sneered; he was not afraid of these people.

Even though he had been tricked, in the face of absolute strength, it was nothing to him. The reason for his confidence was that Wu Ba was at the peak of his powers, his level approaching 100.

He was a top-notch third-rate general with formidable martial skills!

Naturally, he had no fear of Long Chen and the others.

Wu Ba took off his shirt, revealing a rugged upper body covered in scars, looking fierce and menacing. He wielded a large fiery red blade with the image of a flame-crazed lion, exuding a fierce aura.

In a flash, he leaped into the battlefield, wildly slashing with the flame-crazed lion blade. With each strike, dozens or hundreds of soldiers exploded.

Wu Ba’s entry raised the morale of the Yellow Turban soldiers, who had been in disarray and wanting to flee. They exhibited the desperate fighting style of the Yellow Turban soldiers who feared nothing.

The overwhelming situation was now turned around!

Long Chen, of course, noticed this and his eyes turned cold.

Wu Ba’s frenzied slaughter filled Long Chen with a strong sense of wariness.

"My Lord! I am willing to fight!" Zhou Tai and some others beside him requested permission from Long Chen.

"That’s fine! Permission granted!"

Long Chen also wanted to see who between Zhou Tai and Wu Ba was currently more formidable! However, Zhou Tai was only at an early stage at this time, with a level of just over sixty, far from his peak!

But he was already showing his edge!

"You scoundrel, your opponent is me!" Zhou Tai, his eyes wide and glaring, swiftly approached Wu Ba.

Clang! The twin blades collided, emitting a buzzing sound.

"Xuanwu Transformation—" Zhou Tai’s body was immediately enveloped by the shadow of a Xuanwu divine beast, filled with immense anger.

Wu Ba was equally unyielding, the shadow of the flame-crazed lion responding over his body.

The Xuanwu and the flame-crazed lion engaged, back and forth, for thirty rounds.

Long Chen observed Zhou Tai’s energy had considerably decreased, panting heavily.

He quickly ordered Jiang Qin not to worry about him and to go help Zhou Tai.

In the two-on-one battle, Zhou Tai and Jiang Qin gradually gained the upper hand. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"You people are despicable, daring to gang up on me!" Wu Ba shouted angrily.

"Hmph, to deal with someone like you, should we fight one-on-one?" Long Chen swung his Moon Slash again, like the final straw that broke the camel’s back.

Wu Ba spat blood and looked at everyone with hatred before quickly fleeing.

Zhou Tai wanted to chase him again, but Long Chen stopped him, saying, "Rest assured! He can’t escape. I’ve already found all eight of his hiding places and set up ambushes. Wu Ba will not get away!"

Zhou Tai and Jiang Qin were overjoyed and praised Long Chen’s wisdom and bravery.

"Continue to kill the Yellow Turban rebels! Kill!" Long Chen shouted.

The three of them moved through the chaos like a realm untouched by anyone, especially after Zhou Tai raised his S-level Profound Armor Shield to protect Long Chen, making them nearly invulnerable.

After several rounds of chaotic fighting, Long Chen’s level rose to 28.

"Spare those who surrender! Spare those who surrender!"

As the calls for surrender sounded, the Yellow Turban soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt to surrender. With their commander Wu Ba defeated and on the run, their morale had vanished.

In the central army camp, Wang Yun heard that Long Chen and Zhao Jian had achieved a great victory and laughed heartily.

"What a brilliant general! Long Chen excels in both civil and military affairs; he is truly a blessing to our Han dynasty! I must report to the court and reward such a talent to win him over."

Wang Yun thought to himself.

He then sat down and wrote down Long Chen’s achievements, planning to report to the court. Wang Yun was now wholeheartedly loyal to the Han dynasty and was actively seeking and nurturing talents for the court.

.....

In front of the largest Yellow Turban stronghold in Runan Commandery, thousands of soldiers from the end of the Han Dynasty held long spears and weapons, their banners fluttering, displaying an imposing presence.

In front of these soldiers, Long Chen rode on a large, pure-white warhorse, his eyes cold as he stared at the stronghold ahead.

After Wu Ba had escaped back to the stronghold, the scouts stationed at the eight hiding places had quickly sent reports of Wu Ba’s escape direction to Long Chen. Now, Long Chen had led a substantial force to the stronghold.

Wu Ba was now cornered and had nowhere to escape.

"Wu Ba! Lower the gate, dismount, and surrender, or once we breach the city, you will not be spared!" Long Chen shouted loudly.

His voice was thunderous, causing the Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the gate to tremble in fear.

There was no way around it; the news of Long Chen defeating Wu Ba and tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers had spread like wildfire throughout Runan Commandery.

Wu Ba, on the other hand, was like a duck caught in a noose, with no safe haven.

Every hiding place he used was eventually blocked by Long Chen, who seemed to predict his every move.

Long Chen appeared almost god-like, able to accurately predict where Wu Ba would be.

Now, this was Wu Ba’s last hiding place, and he had no way to escape.

Inside the city, Wu Ba was anxious, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"What should I do? What should I do? Right now, that little rascal Long Chen is sticking to me like glue! Throughout our journey, we’ve gone from tens of thousands of troops to just a few thousand! How can we compete with him?"

"In addition, he has two fierce generals under his command, each of them capable of taking on ten thousand men. If we keep this up, I’m sure to be defeated!"

A bearded scholar stepped forward and urgently said, "General Wu! The enemy is strong. It might be best for us to surrender and at least spare our lives."

But Wu Ba just snorted, "Hmph! Surrender to the Han Dynasty? That’s impossible! Since I followed General Tian, I’ve felt content in my heart. This Han dynasty has already rotted to the core. I’ll never surrender to them. You don’t need to persuade me any further!"

As he spoke of General Tian, Zhang Jiao, Wu Ba’s face revealed a strong sense of admiration. It was as if Zhang Jiao possessed some magical power that deeply attracted these loyal followers.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the gate.

It was an urgent report from a personal guard, "Report - urgent!"

"Speak quickly!" Wu Ba waved his hand.

"General, the Han army outside the gate has launched an attack. Our brothers... our brothers can’t hold on much longer!"

"What!?!"

Wu Ba’s eyes widened, and the veins on his arm bulged like snakes, looking terrifying.

"General, since you don’t want to surrender, why don’t we escape? The current situation is such that this gate won’t hold for much longer!"

The scholar quickly advised.

"Retreat!? Scholar, we have no way to retreat anymore. We don’t even know who this Long Chen is, but he managed to track down all my hiding places... Sigh! In this case, there’s only one thing left to do - fight to the death!"

Wu Ba’s eyes opened wide, and he lifted the Flame Lion Blade, then rushed out the gate.