Chapter 40

Cao Cao rode a fine horse, which his father Cao Song had obtained through connections from Emperor Ling's stables, specifically for his son to achieve military glory. Therefore, although Cao Cao was dark and somewhat clumsy, his momentum as he charged into the field was impressive. He raised his long spear high above his head, and as he circled, the wind whistled and the cold light flashed, making him look like a fierce general, drawing the attention of hundreds of thousands of eyes.

Cao Cao struck a pose and shouted, "Hey, that female general! I am Cao Cao from Qiao County, Pei, a Left Cavalry Commander of the Han Imperial Guard. If you surrender now, I will spare your family and grant you great wealth and honor!"

The crowd of over two hundred thousand people gasped in unison, their breaths audible across the sky. They thought, "Today is truly an eye-opener. He sure has a clear family background!"

The famous generals Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun almost covered their faces in embarrassment, shuddering inwardly. They thought, "What is this? Just stating your name in a duel is enough; there's no need to elaborate on your family history."

"This young man, though talented, still needs more experience," Huangfu Song said with a bitter smile.

Outside the battlefield, Qin Feng, who witnessed everything, his eyebrows twitched. "Damn, just like in the previous life, Cao Mengde, you bastard, you charged in again. Pei? The land of Liu Bei's ancestor, how can such people keep appearing?" However, he soon calmed down because he knew that Cao Mengde was no match for his wife.

From Huangfu Song's perspective, since Cao Mengde had already charged in, it was impossible to call him back; they could only wait for the fight to begin.

Yuan Shao, tall and imposing, sat on his horse, his handsome face now twisted with a cold smile. "Cao Mengde, that's all you've got. Winning against a female general is no big deal. Wait and see me take down a man!"

Zhu Feiyu paid no attention to Cao Cao's words, thinking, "This man is a general of the emperor. If I kill him, it will show the men what the women of the Yellow Turbans can do!"

With a fierce cry, Zhu Feiyu spurred her horse forward.

With a crow's call, Cao Cao, his face dark, charged as well.

"Watch my spear!" came the sound of a phoenix's cry.

"Watch my halberd!" came the sound of a crow.

The two engaged in battle, their horses passing each other.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of thousands, Cao Cao's long spear moved so swiftly that it was like a whirlwind, the spear's shadow enveloping Zhu Feiyu.

The sound of clashing weapons echoed continuously, and Zhu Feiyu, full of spirit, wielded her pear blossom spear like a storm.

In a few moments, over ten moves had passed, and Cao Cao was secretly alarmed. He had never expected this beautiful girl to have such strong wrist power, and each clash sent a shock through his body. Moreover, the speed of her spear thrusts was unprecedented.

By the twentieth move, the morale of the Yellow Turban troops soared, while the morale of the government troops, seeing that their great general Cao Cao couldn't even defeat a woman, inevitably fell.

Cao Cao, who was engaged in the fight, was secretly suffering. He was running out of strength, but the force from the other side showed no signs of weakening.

Cao Cao struggled to defend himself, thinking, "If I don't run now, I'll probably end up dead here." He regretted it deeply, thinking, "If I had known this female general was so powerful, I would never have come out. This is a disaster, and I've lost face."

When it came to losing face, life was clearly more valuable. Therefore, Cao Cao feigned a thrust with his halberd and turned his horse to flee.

The crowd of hundreds of thousands saw Cao Cao run and booed loudly.

Yuan Shao, seeing this, was delighted, thinking, "Cao Aman, Cao Aman, how can you still boast after this? With your skills, you can't even defeat a woman, and you still have the nerve to show off! I'll go out and defeat this female general, and then everyone will know I'm better than Cao Cao!"

Qin Feng, watching from a distance, breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "In this life, Cao Cao is still Cao Mengde, and my wife is still my wife."

Cao Cao's martial prowess, often exaggerated in later games, was actually not that great. Historically, Cao Hong, a fierce general, had saved Cao Cao several times, indicating that Cao Cao was not particularly strong.

Zhu Feiyu, seeing Cao Cao run, quickly turned her horse to chase him, shouting, "A man of seven feet, running away, what face do you have to live in this world!"

Cao Cao's dark face grew even darker, and he several times thought of turning back to fight. However, he ultimately decided that his life was more important. He thought, "I'm six feet nine inches tall, and the seven-foot-tall man you're talking about is probably Yuan Shao on the other side."

Historical records show that Cao Cao was short and dark, and when the Xiongnu came to pay homage, he even had the handsome Cui Yan stand in for him, so he was definitely not seven feet tall.

Cao Cao hesitated for a moment, and his horse's pace slowed. Huangfu Song, seeing Zhu Feiyu gradually approach, with her silver spear poised to strike Cao Cao from behind, was terrified and shouted, "Mengde, be careful, run faster, she's catching up!"

"Catching up!" Cao Cao was startled, but being Cao Cao, he quickly threw his halberd, which was too long to wield effectively. He then drew his Sword of Heaven from his waist and swung it backward.

Clang, crack, a series of sounds, and Cao Cao felt a solid impact followed by a sudden emptiness. He was delighted and turned back to see that the tip of Zhu Feiyu's spear had been cut off by his Sword of Heaven.

The Sword of Heaven! Cao Cao was overjoyed, spurred his horse, and the汗blood horse accelerated, breaking free from the engagement.

The government troops breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "General Cao is safe."

Qin Feng also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, "Cao Mengde, you only rely on your sword. One day, I'll take your Sword of Heaven."

In the field, Zhu Feiyu threw away her broken spear and, while galloping, pulled a rope from a pouch on her horse's belly, swinging it above her head.

The crowd was shocked, and Qin Feng was also surprised, thinking, "A lasso!"

Cao Cao, galloping, was about to enter the range of his own archers, a safe zone. As he was thinking about how to face Yuan Shao and others, he suddenly heard Yuan Shao shout, "Mengde, be careful behind you, you're about to be lassoed!"

"Lassoed?" Cao Cao couldn't understand the meaning of these words. Suddenly, something fell from the sky, and he felt his upper body tighten, his arms unable to move, and he was lifted into the air.

Thud, "Ouch!" Cao Cao screamed as his short, stocky body hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Lassoed!" Yuan Shao exclaimed.

"Lassoed!" Cao Cao was terrified, shouting, "Ben Chū, save me, untie me!"

The crowd of hundreds of thousands gasped.

Qin Feng, hearing Cao Cao's cries, was also shaken, thinking, "Your terms with Yuan Ben Chū add up to a stock market tragedy."

As Zhu Feiyu turned her horse, Cao Cao was dragged along the ground, leaving a long trail of marks, screaming all the way.

The old general Huangfu Song, seeing this, was terrified. During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, there were few fierce generals on the government side, so Yuan Shao and Cao Cao were both vanguard commanders. He shouted, "Ben Chū, quickly save Mengde!"

Yuan Shao initially didn't want to go, but then thought, "The female general has no weapon left. I'll go cut the rope, save Cao Aman, and then retreat. I can still earn some credit!"

With a neigh, Yuan Shao spurred his horse, his large saber spinning as he shouted, "Female general, stop your madness, Yuan Ben Chū is here!"

Suddenly, a man from the Yellow Turban ranks burst out, galloping toward Yuan Shao, his long spear pointing at him. "I am Zhang Yan of Heishan, and you, enemy general, prepare to die!"

As Yuan Shao was about to catch up to Cao Cao, who was rolling on the ground and kicking up dust, Zhang Yan was already charging. Yuan Shao had to abandon his attempt to save Cao Cao and turn to face Zhang Yan.

Clang, clang, in a few moments,