Eastern Han Dynasty, not the Three Kingdoms

Mi Dang's expression was resolute, his eyes gleaming with determination. He turned his horse abruptly and led his troops to face the menacing Pang De, Xu Huang, and Zhang Xiu head-on. He gripped the gleaming sword tightly with both hands, roared, and charged at the three like a wild lion.

On this fierce battlefield, Mi Dang wielded his broadsword with unstoppable force, its blade gleaming with a fierce light. Every swing seemed to carry the aura of a world-shattering creation. He rushed towards Zhang Xiu, his broadsword slashing down with the force of a thunderbolt. Zhang Xiu, seeing this, quickly raised his spear to block. There was a sharp "bang" sound, and the immense impact made Zhang Xiu's arm numb. He was secretly amazed at Mi Dang's mighty strength.

Almost simultaneously, Pang De lunged forward, brandishing his broadsword. The heavy blade gleamed with a cold light, whirring as it slashed towards Mi Dang. Undeterred, Mi Dang dodged sideways, then swung his sword back with incredible speed, colliding fiercely with Pang De's broadsword, sending sparks flying. Not to be outdone, Xu Huang swung his axe like a whirlwind at Mi Dang, who quickly swung his sword to block, the clang of metal clashing incessantly.

Mi Dang dashed left and right amidst the three men's siege, displaying exceptional combat skills and tenacious will. His broadsword, with its endless variety of moves, could split a mountain, slash through an army, or pierce through the air, engaging the three in a thrilling and fierce battle. However, Zhang Xiu's spearmanship was uncanny and varied, Xu Huang's axe was unparalleled, and Pang De's broadsword was equally powerful. The three of them coordinated closely, launching fierce attacks from every angle, gradually putting Mi Dang in a difficult position.

As the battle dragged on, Mi Dang's strength gradually drained, his movements becoming somewhat sluggish. His men, their fighting spirit completely shattered by their previous defeat, seemed powerless compared to the eagerness of their pursuers, eager for victory and merit. Mi Dang fought hard, attempting to hold off the three men's attack, but he could only manage to hold them off for a short while.

Gradually, Mi Dang realized the situation was irreversible and that further fighting was futile. With no other options, he retreated, fighting and retreating, resisting the attacks of the three men while searching for an opportunity to flee. But Pang De, Xu Huang, and Zhang Xiu refused to let him go easily. Like hungry wolves, they relentlessly pursued him, their cries of killing echoing across the vast plain, as if threatening to overturn the very fabric of the world.

Mi Dang desperately continued to flee, eager to reunite with the group escorting Mi Tang. As he pressed forward, he was shocked to discover a fierce battle ahead. Furious, he saw from afar that the group escorting Mi Tang was being fiercely besieged by a group of Qiang people.

Mi Dang's eyes were bloodshot, and he charged forward with immense rage, determined to rescue Mi Tang. It turned out to be the Shao Dang Qiang, who had also joined the uprising. At this moment, the Shao Dang Qiang blocked Mi Tang's retreat, leaving him in a precarious position. Recklessly charging forward, Mi Dang unleashed a furious slaughter among the enemy ranks. His overwhelming momentum proved too much for the Shao Dang Qiang to resist, and he finally managed to rescue Mi Tang from the chaotic battle.

But Pang De and his men were still hot on their heels, and soon they were right in front of them. Mi Dang, sword in hand, prepared to fight again without hesitation. Then, Mi Tang restrained him, saying haltingly, "Dang'er... no... don't fight anymore... defeat is inevitable... Since the Shaodang Qiang were able to ambush us here... I'm afraid my Eastern Qiang... foundation... my own people have been utterly slaughtered... I'm afraid my Eastern Qiang foundation is completely destroyed... and I... I'm afraid... it's too late... As long as there's life, there's no need to worry about running out of firewood."

Mi Dang was filled with grief and indignation. He said, "Father, there's no need to say anything. I will definitely escort you out of the encirclement and reclaim our position in Dongqiang!" Mi Tang said, "Son, don't act rashly... Your time is almost up... Even if it means certain death... You're still young... Everyone in Dongqiang can survive now... Only you and I, father and son, have no place left in Dongqiang."

Mi Tang continued intermittently: "Son... If you stay in Dongqiang now, you will surely die... You have grown up... This time, with your bravery... you can break through the siege... Escape to the north... Now the Xianbei tribe in the north is at its peak... Escape to the north... With your ability... you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself among the Xianbei... When you are fully grown... come back to seek revenge on Xiliang... If you are not sure... Never return here in your life... No... Don't seek revenge on Ma Chao... Maybe it's because I am about to die... I have figured out a lot of things... I have been extravagant and lustful all my life... The desires in my heart... have brought my tribe to this place of no return... It is not a pity for me to die... You... You must live well..." After saying this, Mi Tang's breath became weaker and weaker, his eyes began to become distracted, and his body gradually became limp, as if his vitality was rapidly draining away from him. Mi Dang hugged Mi Tang tightly, feeling his body gradually becoming cold. He was heartbroken, but he forced himself not to cry. He knew that he had to be strong and do what his father asked. At this moment, Mi Dang seemed to have lost all his strength, and he became extremely weak and haggard.

Mi Dang held his father's gradually cooling body, the grief in his heart surging like a tide. At that moment, his eyes turned red, and his rationality was instantly overwhelmed by endless pain and anger.

"Ah—" Midang let out a long, shrill cry, his voice filled with despair and madness. He brandished the long sword in his hand and pounced on the enemies around him like a mad beast.

At this time, the three generals had also rushed to the scene and formed a siege on Mi Tang. The leader of the Shaodang Qiang tribe led his troops to join the battle. Together with the three generals, they slaughtered Mi Tang's troops to pieces, and blood flowed on the ground, dyeing a large area of ​​the land red.

However, the crazy Mi Dang burst out with amazing strength. He rushed left and right in the encirclement without hesitation. In the flash of his sword, the enemies fell one after another. His body was covered with blood, but he didn't care. He had only one thought in his mind, that is, to rush out and escape to the north.

Amidst the chaos and bloodshed, Midang miraculously fought his way out of the encirclement and ran wildly towards the north with scars and blood all over his body. His figure gradually disappeared in the distance, leaving behind only the tragic battlefield and the thick smoke.

Mi Dang desperately fled northward. Seeing this, Xu Huang and Zhang Xiu, unwilling to give up, immediately led their troops in pursuit. Meanwhile, Pang De cautiously watched the Qiang leader across from him. The Qiang leader approached him with an almost humility, cautiously asking, "Are you Han soldiers here?" Pang De's gaze was sharp as a torch, and he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The leader of the Shaodang Qiang said, "We, the Shaodang Qiang and some other small tribes, have been unable to bear the oppression and tyranny of Mi Tang. We have united with the surrounding tribes to rebel. Mi Tang, as the great king of the Qiang people, has no regard for the lives of his people, only for his demands and oppression. We cannot tolerate this anymore, so we have decided to rise up in resistance and fight for our right to survive."

His voice trembled slightly, revealing his inner anger and helplessness: "For years, we've toiled hard, yet we haven't been able to find food, clothing, or peace. Mi Tang's exorbitant taxes have suffocated us, and his violent tactics have left us living in fear. Our land has been seized, our families have been harmed, and our dignity has been trampled upon."

At this point, the eyes of the Shaodang Qiang leader welled up. He took a deep breath and continued, "We once tried to resolve the issue peacefully, but Mi Tang simply ignored our demands. He treated us like grass and bullied us at will. With no other options left, we had no choice but to take up arms and fight for our freedom and dignity."

His eyes were firm and resolute: "We know that resistance may bring more suffering and sacrifice, but we have no choice. We would rather die in battle than endure Mi Tang's tyranny. Today, we stand here to show Mi Tang our determination. We will no longer be afraid and we will not retreat!"

Pang De said, "You previously sent envoys to communicate with our army. Now you have stood up against violence, and Mi Tang is dead. But I want to know what you plan to do next?" The Qiang leader hurriedly requested, "We would like to see the honorable Han commander." Pang De replied, "I cannot make the decision. You can come with me to see our commander."

Pang De still had not completely dispelled his doubts and remained on guard. He brought the Qiang leader and Mi Tang's body back to meet Ma Chao.