My lady, I'm going to rebel.

On the battlefield, the Xin Mang army was crushed, fleeing like a tidal wave. The Mang soldiers, once forcibly conscripted, panicked and desperate, their only concern being their own escape. They pushed and shoved each other, their cries and screams blending into a melody of despair. "The fleeing trampled upon each other, and the corpses lay scattered for a hundred miles." The sight of corpses strewn across the ground was horrific.

Coincidentally, at this moment of chaos, the heavens and the earth seemed to be expressing their discontent with the war, and the wind suddenly changed. A fierce wind like an angry beast swept in, roaring and emitting a terrifying roar.

Roof tiles were mercilessly ripped off by the gale, flying everywhere like hidden weapons, pelting the fleeing crowd. Then, a torrential downpour of thunder and rain followed, pelting down like arrows, blinding and choking the breath. The river surged under the fury of the downpour, its once calm surface becoming turbulent and surging.

The tigers and leopards that Wang Yijun brought with him to boost his morale were now frightened by this sudden natural disaster and fell to the ground, trembling in fear. They no longer had any of their former majesty.

Caught between chaos and natural disasters, the new army soldiers were swept into the turbulent river and were instantly swallowed by the merciless waves.

The cries for help came one after another, but were soon drowned out by the sound of wind and rain.

Tens of thousands of people drowned, and the Chichuan River was almost blocked by corpses. The river water was dyed red with blood and flowed slowly, as if telling the cruelty and ruthlessness of this war.

Wang Yi, Yan You, Chen Mao, and the others, realizing the situation was hopeless and their lives were the most important, no longer caring about their former dignity. With only a few elite cavalrymen they had brought from Chang'an, they desperately crossed the river, stepping on mountains of corpses, and managed to escape in a miserable state.

Wang Yi sat on his horse, his face as pale as paper, his eyes filled with fear and despair, his former pride long gone. He could never have imagined that the million-strong army he led would suffer such a devastating defeat at the foot of the tiny city of Kunyang.

The Han army was in jubilation.

Led by Liu Xiu and Mu Zheng, the soldiers pursued the enemy and completely wiped out the remaining forces of the new army. When they saw the mountains of military supplies, they couldn't help but cheer. There was a dazzling array of food, weapons, armor, and other supplies.

These supplies were undoubtedly a timely rain for the Han army and greatly enhanced its strength.

In Kunyang City, the soldiers' admiration for Mu Zheng flowed like the endless river.

"If it weren't for General Mu's brilliant plan, we wouldn't have achieved such a great victory!" A young soldier said with admiration as he wiped the weapons he had just captured.

"Yes, General Mu is not only wise, but also extremely brave on the battlefield. It makes me feel at ease to fight with him!" The old soldier next to him took over the conversation, his eyes full of respect.

This kind of praise for Mu Zheng spread throughout the army, and his prestige was at its peak.

In a temporary camp within Kunyang City, Liu Xiu summoned his generals to discuss the next strategic move. The atmosphere in the tent was solemn, as everyone sat around, their eyes fixed on Liu Xiu.

Mu Zheng was the first to break the silence: "This great victory in Kunyang has made us famous far and wide, and the rebel armies across the country will undoubtedly respond to us more enthusiastically. But the Xin Mang will not give up easily. We must seize this opportunity to expand our sphere of influence and strengthen communication and cooperation with other rebel armies."

Liu Xiu nodded slightly, his eyes firm as he spoke, "Mu Zheng is absolutely right. On the one hand, we must continue to expand our forces, strengthen training, and enhance the army's combat effectiveness; on the other hand, we must send envoys to various places to publicize our ideals and win the support of more people with lofty ideals."

Han Zi slammed the table, waved his fist, and said excitedly: "Yes, let's make a concerted effort and head straight to Chang'an to overthrow the rule of that bastard Wang Mang!"

Li Lian pondered for a moment and then said slowly, "We must not act hastily. Although our morale is high, the Xin Mang still has many troops stationed in various places. We must proceed steadily, gradually eroding their power and forming a siege. Only then can we succeed in one fell swoop."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After the discussion, Liu Xiu looked at Mu Zheng, his eyes filled with admiration and gratitude. "Mu Zheng, you played a vital role in the Battle of Kunyang. If it weren't for your brilliant strategy and heroic performance on the battlefield, we wouldn't have achieved such a glorious victory. I have decided to reward you handsomely!"

When Mu Zheng heard Liu Xiu's words, he was ecstatic and his face flushed with excitement.

He knelt on the ground with a plop, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. "General, it is my honor to follow you and contribute to overthrowing the Xin Mang Dynasty and pacifying the world. Mu Zheng will definitely live up to your high expectations and is willing to fight with you to achieve greater success!"

Liu Xiu quickly helped Mu Zheng up and said with a smile: "With a wise man like you helping us, there is no need to worry about the unrest in the world!"

Mu Zheng stood up, his eyes flashing with a fiery light. He was looking forward to embarking on the journey of pacifying the world again with Liu Xiu, and writing their own legend in this turbulent era.