Three Kingdoms: Domination of the World

In Zhang Jiao's tent.

A spy came running over, knelt on one knee, and reported breathlessly:

"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, the outer city of Guangzong has been breached!" Zhang Jiao's heart was shocked and his face instantly became solemn.

Guangzong's importance to the uprising was undeniable, and it could not be lost. Zhang Jue made a decisive move and issued an order:

"Zhang Baiqi, listen to my orders! You must lead your 4 troops and contain Cao Cao's army that is coming to stop our reinforcements! No mistakes are allowed!"

"I obey your command!" Zhang Baiqi took the order, assembled his troops, and galloped out like a whirlwind.

Zhang Jue personally selected 10,000 elite soldiers who had experienced many battles and marched towards Guangzong without stopping.

"Third brother! You have to hold on! I hope everything is still in time!" Zhang Jue muttered in a low voice.

Guangzong City.

Huangfu Song had not yet completely taken control of Guangzong City, but Zhang Jue's army had already arrived at the city.

Zhang Jue's army rushed into the city with the force of thunder. After entering the city, he learned that his third brother had been killed by Huangfu Song. He was filled with grief and anger.

"Huangfu Song, I will never forgive you!" Zhang Jue's eyes were wide open, bursting with flames of anger, the muscles on his face were twisted with extreme anger, and his whole body exuded a creepy murderous intent, as if he wanted to eat Huangfu Song alive.

When Huangfu Song learned that Zhang Jue had come in person, he was secretly delighted:

"Haha, Zhang Jue actually only brought 10,000 elite reinforcements. He is so arrogant!" He couldn't help laughing out loud, as if he had already seen victory in sight.

The generals around him also echoed:

"General, you are blessed with great fortune. This is God's help!"

Huangfu Song, full of confidence and ambition, led 30,000 well-equipped and well-trained Han troops. Meanwhile, Gongsun Zan's 7,000 Yicong cavalry also joined him in a fateful battle against Zhang Jue.

"It's not the quantity of soldiers that matters, but their quality! We have more than enough troops to deal with Zhang Jiao."

"The remaining 3 recruits will stay behind to guard the prisoners and clean up the battlefield!" Huangfu Song made the deployment in an orderly manner.

"I obey your command!" Gongsun Zan accepted the order.

"I obey your command!" said a young general with a dark face.

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Gongsun Zan, riding a white horse, holding a spear, his eyes determined and sharp, shouted loudly, and his voice echoed across the empty battlefield. Behind him, the White Horse Yicong were all heroic and solemn, staring straight ahead, ready for the coming battle.

"Brothers of Yicong, we are going to fight again!"

"Do you have confidence?" Gongsun Zan encouraged the morale of the Yicong troops in front of the battle.

"We will do our best to catch up with the general." Yicong replied in unison.

"Great! Let's get started then!"

Nearly 40,000 elite troops, their military appearance was neat and disciplined. The morale of the Han army was high, and like a tiger descending from the mountain, they rushed towards Zhang Jue's army with overwhelming force.

"Charge! Capture Zhang Jue alive!" Huangfu Song shouted at the top of his lungs, pointing the sword in his hand straight ahead.

"Capture Zhang Jiao alive!" The Han army soldiers roared in unison, with a determination flashing in their eyes, as if Zhang Jiao was already in their pocket.

Huangfu Song was confident in his own formidable military might. This overwhelming advantage alone was enough to completely encircle Zhang Jue's army. A smug smile appeared on his face, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

"Kill!" The Han soldiers rushed towards Zhang Jue's army like a tide. Their shouts were deafening, as if they were going to overturn the entire battlefield.

Huangfu Song's eyes flashed with a resolute and courageous light. He tightly grasped the extremely sharp sword in his hand, pointed it at the enemy in front of him, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"My brave and fearless soldiers, please obey my orders! In this battle, we must give our all and fight Zhang Jue to the death!"

"Yes, sir!" All the Han army soldiers roared in unison, their voices shaking the sky, showing their indestructible determination and courage.

Huangfu Song squeezed his horse's belly, and the warhorse neighed loudly, galloping forward. When he was a hundred meters away from Zhang Jiao, he suddenly pulled the reins, and the warhorse reared up, neighed loudly, and stopped.

Zhang Jue also rode out, confronting Huangfu Song a hundred meters away. Beside him stood Gongsun Zan, his generals Tian Yu and Yan Gang, and the three brothers Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei. For a moment, the atmosphere was tense, with so many talented generals gathered.

[Military General: Huangfu Song]

Constitution: 85/100 (upgradeable)

Command: 95/100 (upgradeable)

Force: 93/100 (upgradable)

Speed: 80/100 (upgradeable)

Politics: 80/100 (upgradeable)

Intelligence: 75/100 (upgradable)

Fighting spirit: 300/300

Martial Skill: Yellow Rank. Fire Attack. Reduces enemy morale by 20 points, has a chance to cause chaos for three minutes, and reduces enemy attack and defense.

Wushuang: Godly Rank. Sparks of Fire. When Wushuang is activated, the Fire Field is triggered. Enemy Morale ↓↓↓↓100; Enemy Physical Strength continuously decreases, losing 10 points of Physical Strength per minute. Once Physical Strength drops below 15 points, it cannot be reduced any further.

Heavenly Tier. Continuous Victory. When Wushuang is activated, your troops' Strength ↑↑↑↑5 points, Command ↑↑↑↑5 points, potentially exceeding the 100 cap, and Morale ↑↑↑↑100. There's a high chance of causing confusion in the enemy.

Talented Skills: Heavenly Rank. Three Heroes of the Late Han Dynasty. When Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, and Huangfu Song are present simultaneously, allied troops' Intelligence increases by 20 points; when two of them are present simultaneously, Intelligence increases by 10 points, potentially exceeding the 100-point cap. Heavenly Rank. Suppress Rebellion. When suppressing rebels, Force increases by 10 points, potentially exceeding the 120-point cap. Earthly Rank. Aristocratic Family of Generals. Allied troops' Command increases by 5 points, and Morale increases by 100 points.

Based on data from multiple actual battles, the duration of Wushuang varies. It depends on the skill tier and the number of Wushuangs. Divine-tier Wushuang lasts 3 minutes, Heaven-tier Wushuang lasts 2 minutes, Earth-tier Wushuang lasts 1 minute, Mysterious-tier Wushuang lasts 30 seconds, and Yellow-tier Wushuang lasts 15 seconds.

In addition, each additional Wushuang skill gained extends its duration by an additional minute. During Wushuang, using martial arts and talent skills ignores morale consumption. The rank of Wushuang skills is determined by the officer's strength, intelligence, and political power.

The armies behind the two men were about five hundred meters apart, facing each other. Zhang Jue knew full well that his side was not at an advantage in terms of manpower. To win this battle, he would have to rely on his magic to turn the tide.

"Old thief Huangfu, give my brother's life back to me! I will judge your crimes on behalf of Huang Tian!" Zhang Jue said angrily.

"Traitor Zhang Jue, you don't know your destiny. Zhang Liang has been killed. I advise you to surrender early and don't struggle desperately!" Huangfu Song scolded.

"You old thief are so arrogant! Do you dare to fight me fairly?" Zhang Jue challenged.

"Why not? It's exactly what I want!" Huangfu Song said contemptuously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jue launched the first attack. He muttered a series of incantations and activated his unparalleled skill: Divine Rank. Nine Heavens Thunder Domain.

"Unparalleled! Nine Heavens Thunder Domain!"

"With Zhang Jue's furious roar, the sky and earth suddenly changed color, dark clouds rolled in, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Within a hundred meters, thunder raged like a dragon, instantly shrouding the battlefield in a terrifying lightning flash. The Yellow Turban Army witnessed this spectacular scene, and their morale was greatly boosted. Their blood boiled, as if they had gained endless power. Allied army morale ↑↑↑↑100 points.

The elite troops behind Huangfu Song were struck by this powerful thunderbolt, their bodies trembling violently as if struck by a thousand-pound hammer. Their stamina rapidly dropped, their steps became unsteady, and their speed slowed drastically. Their once-strong confidence instantly shattered. The Han army's stamina dropped by 20 points, and their speed by 30 points.

Zhang Jiao's morale value dropped from 300↓↓↓↓ to 0 points, and then quickly recovered to 100 points.

At this moment, in order to resist the attack of the Thunder Realm, Huangfu Song also activated his own God-level Unparalleled Skill:

"Unparalleled! The spark will spread across the prairie!" Huangfu Song shouted.

With his shout, a blazing sea of ​​fire instantly unfolded, forming a sphere of fire. The flames surged like raging waves, licking the air and making crackling sounds.

Huangfu Song's morale value drops from 300 to 0. The Yellow Turban Army's morale drops by 100 points, and the enemy's physical strength continues to decrease.

Sparks flew everywhere, a dazzling display like fireworks, yet fraught with endless danger. Each spark was like a flaming bullet, hurtling towards the thunder region. The intense heat of the flames distorted the surrounding air, as if consuming everything.

Huangfu Song stood in the sea of ​​fire, his figure blurred by the flames, as if merging with the flames. His eyes were firm and resolute, revealing an unyielding will. The weapon in his hand flashed with a fiery light, echoing the flames.

The collision of the realms of thunder and fire produced a deafening roar. Lightning and fire intertwined, creating a dazzling and spectacular visual feast. Lightning darted through the sea of ​​fire like silver snakes, bringing with it waves of electric shocks. The flames, undeterred, devoured the lightning with the force of a prairie fire.

In this fierce battle, Huangfu Song was like a god of war. Each of his attacks was imbued with the power of fire, scorching and powerful. The flames danced with his movements, forming beautiful yet deadly waves of fire. His moves resembled a flaming dragon soaring into the sky, a volcanic eruption, carrying a devastating momentum.

"Old thief, you are quite powerful!!"

"But that's all you can do!"

Zhang Jiao cast four heavenly-level spells in succession!

"Lefa!"

"Thunder Magic!"...

皇甫嵩体力值从85点↓↓↓↓至35点；士气↓↓↓↓80点，变成-80点；统御值↓↓↓↓20点，从95↓↓↓↓至75点。

Huangfu's body trembled violently, as if struck by an invisible force, and he fell backward. His face instantly turned pale as paper, devoid of color. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his lips began to turn purple. He clutched his chest tightly, trying to ease the excruciating pain, but to no avail.

"Old General!" all the generals shouted.

Gongsun Zan, Liu Bei and others looked anxious and shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Go support General Huangfu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guan and Zhang were about to ride their horses forward.

Huangfu Song saw their intention and quickly waved his hand to stop them, saying loudly:

"No, I can still hold on!" His face was full of determination, and his eyes revealed a firm light.