Chapter 0001: Turning the Tide

Wang Can nodded and said, "Thank you, General!"

Among the officials and soldiers participating in the pursuit, the leading general was dressed in a white robe, covered by a piece of leather armor, wielding a long knife, and was vigorously slashing at the captured Yellow Turban bandits. Upon witnessing this situation, Wang Can gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing a fierce glint. To flee meant death, and to fight desperately also meant death; rather than being stabbed to death by the officials and soldiers after being caught, it was better to take the initiative and strike back.

Three arrows were shot in succession, aimed directly at the vital points of the white-robed general's body

Wang Can cursed inwardly; after running less than 300 meters, his body could no longer keep up.

Wang Can glanced back at the dense crowd, feeling a sudden chill run down his spine

The first arrow shot towards the face, the second towards the throat, and the third towards the heart. The three arrows, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, swiftly approached the white-robed general. His tiger-like eyes widened, his hair billowing, as he stared at the incoming arrows with a look of terror. At that moment, he tilted his head and swiftly dodged the arrow aimed at his face, just as the second arrow grazed his neck. A flicker of joy flashed in the general's heart, but at that instant, the third arrow struck true, piercing his heart.

Call ... ... Call ... ...

A longbow, a longbow lies scattered on the ground

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A throng of thousands surged forward; if one were to become ensnared within, there would be no chance of survival

Wang Can lay on the steaming ground, feeling as if his back were pressed against a red-hot iron plate, excruciatingly hot. His body instinctively leaped up.

In Wang Can's line of sight, a group of soldiers, dark and dense, armed with steel knives and long guns, charged over from a hundred meters away

Danger, extreme danger

In contrast, within the ranks of the officers and soldiers, upon the death of the white-robed general, the entire army was thrown into chaos, losing all semblance of order. Hearing Liu Bi's loud shouts, the soldiers became flustered, lacking any clear direction, and could only think of fleeing as quickly as possible

Whoosh

The Yellow Turban rebels surged forward with great momentum, completely unrecognizable from the moment they had been fleeing in panic; in this instant, they charged into battle, fearless of death

Wang Can did not pursue how he had crossed over; in any case, surviving was the greatest happiness. He had a deep passion for military history since childhood and was extremely familiar with history, especially the eras of the Three Kingdoms and the Sui and Tang dynasties, which were filled with heroic generals, about which he was particularly knowledgeable and held great admiration. Such a chaotic yet vibrant era, where heroes rose in droves, was destined to be a magnificent age, an era that stirred one's blood.

Wang Can was taken aback; he finally understood that he was indeed dead. His soul had attached itself to the body of a recently deceased Yellow Turban soldier from the book, and he had come back to life.

Oh, where is this place

The voice was deep and resonant, echoing across the battlefield. Upon hearing Liu Pi's voice, the fleeing Yellow Turban bandits turned around and charged at the pursuing officials and soldiers.

Gong Du, where have you been, you son of a dog? I am dying here

The general in the white robe let out a roar towards the sky, the excruciating pain in his shoulder making him resemble a frenzied tiger, exuding a fierce and intimidating presence

He supported his weary body, mustering his spirit as he ran, while simultaneously assessing the situation of the soldiers behind him.

Becoming a Yellow Turban bandit is not so bad; at least I am alive

Kill

After a hurried run, Wang Can's breathing became somewhat irregular, gasping for air, struggling to catch his breath. His thighs began to tremble, and his muscles ached all over, leaving him without any stamina.

The white-robed general seemed to sense the threat. He looked up and saw sharp arrows shooting towards him. He quickly leaned to the side, attempting to evade the rapidly approaching arrows. However, the speed of the arrows was too great. The general's body tilted, causing only a slight deviation in the arrows' trajectory, which did not strike his heart but instead hit above the shoulder blade.

Whoosh

In an instant, the once formidable army was defeated and collapsed like a mountain, disorganized and in disarray

For a sniper, a longbow undoubtedly serves a greater purpose than a broadsword or a spear. Wang Can quickly picked up the longbow that had fallen to the ground, along with the scattered arrows nearby. He reached out to test the bowstring, feeling that it could still withstand the tension of the string. A knowing smile appeared on his face, revealing an expression of immense confidence.

Wang Can let out a cold smile, his eyes showing no signs of fluctuation, as if he had already known the outcome.

With a longbow in hand, Wang Can nocked an arrow onto the bowstring

"How could this happen? Am I not dead?" Wang Can stared at the soldiers racing by with fierce expressions, momentarily stunned; the situation before him was utterly unfamiliar. He was originally a special sniper in the Eagle Special Forces of the Southwest Military Region, tasked with eliminating a local drug lord at the China-Myanmar border. Although he successfully killed the drug lord, Wang Can ultimately found himself surrounded by the enemy. Faced with a carpet search, he had no chance of escape. Consequently, Wang Can chose to take everyone down with him, using explosives to kill himself along with the enemies pursuing him.

Liu Bi smiled, raised the battle knife in his hand, his expression filled with excitement, and shouted: "The enemy general is dead, Yellow Turban lads, follow me to kill!"

This year is the sixth year of Zhongping

Have you crossed over

Damn it, this wretched body is so weak.

Whoosh

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Wang Can's mind flashed with scenes of memories about this body, while the information about Gong Du and Liu Bi also emerged one by one. Gong Du and Liu Bi were generals who followed the old Taoist Zhang Jiao in rising against the court. After the Yellow Turban Rebellion was suppressed by the court, the two led the Yellow Turban remnants to Yuzhou, occupying Runan.

Wang Can was filled with confusion and wanted to get to the bottom of it, yet his mind held no information whatsoever

How can one still be alive after having already died

The bow and arrow possess immense power, piercing into the scapula with great force, penetrating the bone and producing a crisp sound

Puff!

Suddenly catching sight of the scattered weapons on the ground, Wang Can's eyes lit up, a unique brilliance flashing through them

He is a special sniper, specifically responsible for eliminating key enemy personnel, which involves taking them out one by one with a single shot to the head. However, at this moment, he is faced with a dense crowd of people. Even with a sniper rifle in hand, he could shoot from morning until night and still not finish off the soldiers surging towards him.

The bow released its arrow with a sound, the sharp projectile piercing through the air, heading straight for the white-robed general who was wielding a knife to slay the Yellow Turban bandits

These bows and arrows are for you! At an unknown time, Liu Pi stood beside Wang Can, wearing a smile.

Wang Can could no longer run, and the soldiers behind him were getting closer, becoming increasingly excited as they killed more and more Yellow Turban bandits. Wang Can was well aware that once surrounded by the soldiers, the outcome would surely be being pierced like a sieve; there was no possibility of begging for mercy while crouching on the ground, after which the soldiers would spare his life and continue pursuing the fleeing Yellow Turban bandits ahead.

Wang Can stood at a distance, his expression calm, with an endless indifference reflected in his eyes. He did not hit the vital area of the white-robed general, yet Wang Can showed no signs of disappointment and continued to draw his bow and shoot.

As a special forces sniper, Wang Can is not only skilled in firearms but also proficient in remote attack weapons such as bows, crossbows, and other ranged weaponry

Ah

Autumn has already arrived, yet the weather still feels as hot as midsummer

Wang Can spread his legs and sprinted at high speed. As he leaped over a general with a yellow scarf wrapped around his head, he suddenly heard a roar coming from the side. With a quick glance, he caught sight of another general who was also running swiftly beside him

The phrase "The enemy general is dead" instantly ignited the confidence of all the Yellow Turban soldiers. In ancient warfare, the general was the pillar of the army; once the commander was killed, the entire army would immediately lose morale and combat effectiveness. Wang Can shot and killed the officer's general with an arrow, and Liu Bi seized this opportunity for a counterattack, launching a retaliatory strike.

The cries and roars from the battlefield jolted Wang Can from his reverie. Seeing the approaching soldiers, he had no time to think; he turned and ran like a leopard sensing danger.