Chapter 30

Qin Jun's first battle.

General of the Dragon Guard, Dian Wei, beheaded Deng Mao first, and General of the Dragon Guard, Xu Chu, beheaded Cheng Yuanzhi afterward. The two of them, without hesitation, charged into the great formation of the Yellow Turbans, wreaking havoc and trampling the enemy camp with the valor of a thousand men. Under the disintegration of countless rebel soldiers, their bravery was evident.

With the charge of the cavalry of the Vanguard Camp, the psychological defenses of the Yellow Turbans completely collapsed.

In his previous life, Emperor Qin Feng of the Hongwu Dynasty led his army through a hundred battles, leaving a million corpses in his wake, slaughtering countless enemies, and pooling blood into a sea! Although he had enjoyed peace for a long time, when he charged into the enemy formation, the passion in his heart was reignited. He no longer thought of the comfortable life or the luxurious pleasures of the future.

At this moment, in his heart, there was only a yearning for the clashing of iron horses and the clash of arms, and a desire for victory! The True Wu Taiji Spear in his hand glowed with a golden light. He slightly raised the spear tip, his eyes filled with the intent to kill, and said coldly, "My True Wu Taiji Spear has not tasted blood for a long time!"

And the Vanguard Camp of Qin Feng had not tasted blood for a long time either. When the brave warriors of the Vanguard Camp charged into the enemy formation, they truly feasted on the flesh of the Yellow Turbans and laughed as they drank the blood of the enemy!

And in Qin Feng's heart, there was only the thought of "starting anew, reclaiming the old mountains and rivers, and paying homage to the heavens!"

Qin Feng spurred his horse to a burly Yellow Turban, who wielded a large red-stained saber, clearly having killed many people.

Neigh~ As the Chasing Cloud steed reared up, Qin Feng raised his golden spear, the spear tip's sharpness already enveloping the Yellow Turban. He looked at the Yellow Turban as if he were already dead and said calmly, "The first drop of blood will start here!"

Even though this Yellow Turban had killed countless people, he was now terrified by Qin Feng's overwhelming aura. Under the killing intent of the Hongwu Emperor, no ordinary person could muster any resistance.

It seemed that the first drop of blood before a million corpses was about to appear.

Suddenly, a rider charged over. The rider, with a waist as wide as ten feet, suddenly roared, "Traitor, do not harm my lord, Xu Chu is here!"

Crack~ The Tiger-Winged Minghong Saber flashed, splitting the Yellow Turban in two.

At that moment, Qin Feng's full body of passion was about to surge out, but with the Yellow Turban split in two, it could not surge out, and he was left trembling. He turned to see Xu Chu and was so angry that his whole body shook. But Xu Chu was still saying, "My lord, I came to your rescue too late, please forgive me!"

Qin Feng, who was about to fly into a rage, was speechless. He extended two fingers and pointed at Xu Chu, trembling.

Qin Feng finally erupted in anger, berating him, "Xu Zhongkang, you killed the general, and now you're even抢夺我杀一个小兵的机会，你什么意思？”

“啊！”许褚当时就傻了眼，十围大肚子当时就瘪了。

“杀！”

“杀！”

“呜哇！”

“快跑！”

秦峰眼看着自己的陷阵营将黄巾阵势杀散，漫山遍野全是回头跑路的黄巾贼，“哎~！”他叹了口气，也不再去理会许褚，一夹马腹，提着大枪，就追了出去。

许褚开了窍，对四周龙卫道：“原来主公要饮血杀敌，你看这事闹的，都给俺搅黄了。一会都在旁边，看主公杀敌！”

“喏！”二十龙卫齐道。

许褚就带着众人跟了上去。

秦峰策马一阵疾驰，战场上的血雨腥风，令刚才的压抑尽去，再一次激发出他心中的豪情。正说找一个人祭旗的时候，转眼就看到四周有不少自己的兵，“若又有人搅局呢？”为了保险期间，他看着黄巾扎堆的地方就冲过去了。

希律律~，追云驹神骏，人立而起时，四周黄巾贼望着刺眼的金色身影，个个惊倒在地。

秦峰见到有七八人之多，心说这一下子，我总能杀一个了吧？只见手中真武太极枪一阵盘旋，抡下去的时候就是横扫千军之势头，不削五六个人，都对不起这气势。

天子怒！伏尸百万！从第一滴血开始！

那大枪的锋芒电射而去，眼看着就要饮血了。忽然，只听咻咻咻咻~破风之声，七八个小戟后发先至，超越了刺杀的枪锋。啊啊啊啊啊啊啊，这里的所有黄巾，无一例外的胸口中小戟，一瞬间全死了，只留下死不瞑目的眼睛。

“啊！”秦峰的大枪轮空，又没杀成，他彻底是怒了，回头的时候，许褚吓的五内俱焚，当时就滚鞍下马，拜道：“主公，不是俺，不是俺！”

就见典韦一路小跑了过来，见到许褚跪了，他也跪了，呼道：“主公赎罪，末将来迟了！”

秦峰大怒，“你干什么？”

典韦一开始没明白，许褚急忙道：“首战，主公的枪是要饮血的，你个笨蛋。”

“啊！”典韦恍然大悟，十分惭愧，挠了挠头，“俺怕主公有闪失！所以……。”典韦忽然站了起来，道：“主公，俺这就去抓一个，不不不，抓十个，来给主公祭枪！”

秦峰面皮一阵乱跳，喊道：“麻了个巴子的，你抓的，还算什么战阵杀敌！”

“喏~。”典韦当时又跪了。

“主公我有这么弱吗？你们的军体拳还是我教的！下一次不要这样了！”

秦峰就说继续追找机会祭旗的时候，就见到黄巾都被自己的骑兵赶跑了。跑的太远了，都快追不上了，秦峰深深叹了口气，心说爷这一次的“184年的第一滴血，来的比以往都要晚一些”！

秦峰十分失落，看了看手中的真武太极枪，这把枪，上一世的时候，跟着他从三韩之地，一直杀到罗马城下，不知饮了多少敌人的鲜血。这一世要开锋，看来只好等下一仗了。

谁知这时候，远处又出现了变化。只见逃到很远的黄巾，开始扎堆之时，忽然之间又散开了。

远处杀声大震，显然又来了一支兵马。

“难道是敌军！”秦峰急忙收拢骑兵，组成锋矢阵，前去查看。

靠近之后，就见到来的这支兵马，正在大肆杀戮士气全无，哭爹喊娘的黄巾乱兵。

定睛一看，又见这支兵马太有特色了，士兵都穿着木块串起来的盔甲，手里清一色木棍削尖成的木矛。若是头上再有一顶黄巾小帽，那就跟黄巾贼兵没有两样了。

“此必定是乡勇！”秦峰看的眼花缭乱，实在分不清谁是黄巾谁是乡勇，因此暂时没有动手。

这时候，就听乱军之中传来一阵尖叫：“好在没有来晚，二弟，三弟，保家卫国，建功立业的机会到了，杀！”

“咦？这声音怎么这么熟悉！”秦峰一愣。手机用户请访问http://m.piaotia.net

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Qin Feng's first battle.

General of the Dragon Guard, Dian Wei, beheaded Deng Mao first, and General of the Dragon Guard, Xu Chu, beheaded Cheng Yuanzhi afterward. The two of them, without hesitation, charged into the great formation of the Yellow Turbans, wreaking havoc and trampling the enemy camp with the valor of a thousand men. Under the disintegration of countless rebel soldiers, their bravery was evident.

With the charge of the cavalry of the Vanguard Camp, the psychological defenses of the Yellow Turbans completely collapsed.

In his previous life, Emperor Qin Feng of the Hongwu Dynasty led his army through a hundred battles, leaving a million corpses in his wake, slaughtering countless enemies, and pooling blood into a sea! Although he had enjoyed peace for a long time, when he charged into the enemy formation, the passion in his heart was reignited. He no longer thought of the comfortable life or the luxurious pleasures of the future.

At this moment, in his heart, there was only a yearning for the clashing of iron horses and the clash of arms, and a desire for victory! The True Wu Taiji Spear in his hand glowed with a golden light. He slightly raised the spear tip, his eyes filled with the intent to kill, and said coldly, "My True Wu Taiji Spear has not tasted blood for a long time!"

And the Vanguard Camp of Qin Feng had not tasted blood for a long time either. When the brave warriors of the Vanguard Camp charged into the enemy formation, they truly feasted on the flesh of the Yellow Turbans and laughed as they drank the blood of the enemy!

And in Qin Feng's heart, there was only the thought of "starting anew, reclaiming the old mountains and rivers, and paying homage to the heavens!"

Qin Feng spurred his horse to a burly Yellow Turban, who wielded a large red-stained saber, clearly having killed many people.

Neigh~ As the Chasing Cloud steed reared up, Qin Feng raised his golden spear, the spear tip's sharpness already enveloping the Yellow Turban. He looked at the Yellow Turban as if he were already dead and said calmly, "The first drop of blood will start here!"

Even though this Yellow Turban had killed countless people, he was now terrified by Qin Feng's overwhelming aura. Under the killing intent of the Hongwu Emperor, no ordinary person could muster any resistance.

It seemed that the first drop of blood before a million corpses was about to appear.

Suddenly, a rider charged over. The rider, with a waist as wide as ten feet, suddenly roared, "Traitor, do not harm my lord, Xu Chu is here!"

Crack~ The Tiger-Winged Minghong Saber flashed, splitting the Yellow Turban in two.

At that moment, Qin Feng's full body of passion was about to surge out, but with the Yellow Turban split in two, it could not surge out, and he was left trembling. He turned to see Xu Chu and was so angry that his whole body shook. But Xu Chu was still saying, "My lord, I came to your rescue too late, please forgive me!"

Qin Feng, who was about to fly into a rage, was speechless. He extended two fingers and pointed at Xu Chu, trembling.

Qin Feng finally erupted in anger, berating him, "Xu Zhongkang, you killed the general, and now you're even trying to take my chance to kill a small soldier, what do you mean by that?"

"Ah!" Xu Chu was dumbfounded, his large belly deflating.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Ugh!"

"Run!"

Qin Feng watched as his Vanguard Camp scattered the Yellow Turban formation, and the entire mountain was filled with fleeing Yellow Turbans. "Sigh~" He sighed, no longer paying attention to Xu Chu. He spurred his horse, raised his spear, and charged out.

Xu Chu, now enlightened, said to the surrounding Dragon Guards, "It turns out my lord wanted to drink the blood of the enemy. Look what a mess this has caused, it's all ruined. Everyone, stand aside and watch my lord kill the enemy!"

"Agreed!" The twenty Dragon Guards said in unison.

Xu Chu led the group in pursuit.

Qin Feng galloped swiftly, the blood and gore of the battlefield dispelling his earlier frustration, reigniting his passion. Just as he was about to find someone to sacrifice for the flag, he saw many of his own soldiers around him. "What if someone else interferes again?" To be safe, he charged towards a cluster of Yellow Turbans.

Neigh~ The Chasing Cloud steed reared up, and the surrounding Yellow Turbans, seeing the dazzling golden figure, fell to the ground in shock.

Qin Feng, seeing seven or eight of them, thought, "This time, I should be able to kill one, right?" He swirled his True Wu Taiji Spear, ready to sweep through them, not sparing five or six people to match the momentum.

The emperor's anger! A million corpses! Starting with the first drop of blood!

The spear's sharpness shot out, about to taste blood. Suddenly, the sound of whistling wind was heard, and seven or eight small spears, launched after the spear, surpassed its momentum. Ah, every Yellow Turban was pierced through the chest by a small spear, dying instantly with eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Ah!" Qin Feng's spear missed, and he was thoroughly enraged. Turning back, he saw Xu Chu, who was so terrified that he dismounted and knelt, saying, "My lord, it wasn't me, it wasn't me!"

Just as Qin Feng was about to fly into a rage, he was speechless. He extended two fingers and pointed at Xu Chu, trembling.

Qin Feng finally erupted in anger, berating him, "Xu Zhongkang, you killed the general, and now you're even trying to take my chance to kill a small soldier, what do you mean by that?"

"Ah!" Xu Chu was dumbfounded, his large belly deflating.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Ugh!"

"Run!"

Qin Feng watched as his Vanguard Camp scattered the Yellow Turban formation, and the entire mountain was filled with fleeing Yellow Turbans. "Sigh~" He sighed, no longer paying attention to Xu Chu. He spurred his horse, raised his spear, and charged out.

Xu Chu, now enlightened, said to the surrounding Dragon Guards, "It turns out my lord wanted to drink the blood of the enemy. Look what a mess this has caused, it's all ruined. Everyone, stand aside and watch my lord kill the enemy!"

"Agreed!" The twenty Dragon Guards said in unison.

Xu Chu led the group in pursuit.

Qin Feng galloped swiftly, the blood and gore of the battlefield dispelling his earlier frustration, reigniting his passion. Just as he was about to find someone to sacrifice for the flag, he saw many of his own soldiers around him. "What if someone else interferes again?" To be safe, he charged towards a cluster of Yellow Turbans.

Neigh~ The Chasing Cloud steed reared up, and the surrounding Yellow Turbans, seeing the dazzling golden figure, fell to the ground in shock.

Qin Feng, seeing seven or eight of them, thought, "This time, I should be able to kill one, right?" He swirled his True Wu Taiji Spear, ready to sweep through them, not sparing five or six people to match the momentum.

The emperor's anger! A million corpses! Starting with the first drop of blood!

The spear's sharpness shot out, about to taste blood. Suddenly, the sound of whistling wind was heard, and seven or eight small spears, launched after the spear, surpassed its momentum. Ah, every Yellow Turban was pierced through the chest by a small spear, dying instantly with eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Ah!" Qin Feng's spear missed, and he was thoroughly enraged. Turning back, he saw Xu Chu, who was so terrified that he dismounted and knelt, saying, "My lord, it wasn't me, it wasn't me!"

Dian Wei ran over, seeing Xu Chu kneeling, and also knelt, shouting, "My lord, please forgive me, I came too late!"

Qin Feng, furious, asked, "What are you doing?"

Dian Wei didn't understand at first, but Xu Chu quickly explained, "In the first battle, my lord's spear needs to taste blood, you fool."

"Ah!" Dian Wei suddenly understood, feeling very ashamed. He scratched his head and said, "I was afraid my lord would be in danger! So... Dian Wei suddenly stood up and said, "My lord, I will capture one, no, ten, to sacrifice for your spear!"

Qin Feng's face twitched, and he shouted, "What kind of battlefield killing is that if I capture them myself!"

"Agreed~" Dian Wei knelt again.

"Am I that weak? I taught you all the military boxing! Don't do that again next time!"

Qin Feng said he would continue to chase and find an opportunity to sacrifice for the flag, but he saw that the Yellow Turbans had been driven away by his cavalry. They had run too far, almost out of reach. Qin Feng sighed deeply, thinking, "This year's first drop of blood in 184 AD is later than usual!"

Qin Feng was very disappointed, looking at the True Wu Taiji Spear in his hand. In his previous life, this spear had followed him from the Three Han regions to the gates of Rome, drinking the blood of countless enemies. To open its edge in this life, he would have to wait for the next battle.

Suddenly, changes appeared in the distance. The Yellow Turbans, who had fled far away, began to gather, but then suddenly scattered again.

The distant cries of battle were heard, indicating the arrival of another force.

"Could it be the enemy!" Qin Feng quickly gathered his cavalry into a wedge formation and went to investigate.

As they approached, they saw the new force slaughtering the demoralized Yellow Turbans, who were crying and screaming.

Upon closer inspection, this force was very distinctive. The soldiers wore armor made of wooden blocks and wielded wooden spears made from sharpened sticks. If they had worn Yellow Turban caps, they would have been indistinguishable from the Yellow Turbans.

"This must be the local militia!" Qin Feng was dazzled, unable to tell who was a Yellow Turban and who was a militiaman, so he did not act.

At that moment, a scream came from the chaos, "Fortunately, we are not too late. Second brother, third brother, the opportunity to defend our home and establish merit is here, kill!"

"Huh? This voice is so familiar!" Qin Feng was stunned. Mobile users, please visit http://m.piaotia.net

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