Intense pain started in his chest and spread to his limbs and bones, making his brain buzz. He let his hands fall limply to his sides and looked at the ground beneath him.
"How did I suddenly start flying...?"
The hallucinations brought on by the pain made him unable to distinguish things, and the jumbled thoughts in his mind seemed to have been crushed.
It wasn't until a sound that almost shattered his eardrums rang out that his increasingly cloudy eyes were able to make out the terrified faces of the soldiers around him.
Every face was deathly pale, their eyes filled with intense fear, and some were even trembling uncontrollably.
Run!
A soldier shouted, and then turned and ran.
And Shi Yang finally confirmed a fact.
At this moment, he was being pierced through the chest by the killing god behind him with a halberd, and was being lifted high off the ground.
He's holding himself up as a public spectacle!
"General Zhenguo, you want us to suppress the rebels? That's a joke..."
As Shi Yang lay dying, he cursed inwardly before closing his eyes.
And at this moment—
On the battlefield, amidst thousands of troops.
Lu Bu, who charged in alone, was covered in blood and his face was full of rage. He looked as if he had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, like an angry Vajra or a demon.
He rode atop the equally blood-soaked Red Hare, raising his halberd high in one hand.
On the halberd, the already dead Shi Yang lay with his head bowed and hands hanging limply, blood pouring down, more than ten feet off the ground! (This is a Three Kingdoms ruler: one zhang is 2.42 meters)
Besides the blood falling to the ground naturally, some of it flowed down the halberd shaft to Lu Bu's wrist, soaking his chest.
Bathed in blood, Lü Bu suddenly flung Shi Yang several meters away, sending him crashing into the crowd and knocking over another group.
He glared fiercely, looked around, and then let out a thunderous roar:
"Anyone who stands in my way of achieving hegemony will surely die by my halberd!"
Its momentum was like rolling thunder or the roar of a raging sea, so powerful that the battlefield seemed to freeze for a moment.
Immediately following, with a loud "boom," apart from Xiong Qian who abandoned his soldiers and fled, the remaining soldiers who had not received the order to retreat began to flee in large numbers.
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