Emperor Ling of Han was the last powerful emperor of the Han Dynasty, a figure who could have altered the course of history, yet he became the root cause of the empire's collapse.
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Upon hearing this, Dong Zhuo burst into laughter, then picked up the precious sword bestowed upon him by the emperor and headed down to the city walls.
Soon, the city gates opened, and Dong Zhuo rode a red steed straight towards Qin Lin.
"You mere barbarian thief, how dare you invade the city of my Great Han? Do you wish to die?"
Dong Zhuo glared angrily at Qin Lin and shouted a question.
"Haha~, does the Han Dynasty have no one else to send out but you, a fat sheep, to fight?"
Looking at the fat man hunched over the horse's back, Qin Lin's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"You barbarian thief, how dare you humiliate me like this! Prepare to die!!"
Seeing the other party mocking him like this, Dong Zhuo was furious. He roared and charged forward on his horse.
Qin Lin was not to be outdone. He spurred his horse and raised his long sword to meet the attack.
Soon, the two, galloping on their horses, collided violently like two shooting stars.
"Clang!"
As the metal clashed, sparks flew everywhere.
Dong Zhuo's precious sword slammed into the opponent's blade, nearly knocking the barbarian sword in Qin Lin's hand away.
The two passed each other, and Qin Lin's expression changed as he looked at the already chipped blade in his hand.
He hadn't expected that this Han general was not only incredibly strong, but also possessed such a formidable weapon. If they fought a few more rounds, he would surely be defeated.
Just as Qin Lin was pondering this, Dong Zhuo had already spurred his horse around and continued charging forward.
Seeing this, Qin Lin immediately made a plan. He then feinted an attack and quickly turned to flee!
"You barbarian thief, where do you think you're going?!"
Dong Zhuo roared and spurred his horse to give chase.
"Zhongying, come back quickly!!"
Upon seeing this, Lü Bu on the city wall hurriedly shouted.
But Dong Zhuo seemed not to hear him. At this moment, his anger had not subsided, and he only wanted to kill the barbarian who had insulted him. He didn't care about anything else.