Three Kingdoms: Zhang Fei was sent flying by a single spear thrust, leaving Liu Bei stunned.

Cao Cao led an army of 30,000 men, marching in a grand procession towards Dingtao. Banners blotted out the sun along the way, their imposing presence a clear message to the people of Dingtao: I'm here, prepare to die.

Meanwhile, Zhang Ziqian led five hundred elite light cavalrymen, broke away from the main force, and took a shortcut towards "Baima Slope" as mentioned by Xi Zhicai.

These five hundred light cavalry were all veterans of Cao Cao's army, each with superb horsemanship and fearless in the face of death. The captain leading the troops was Cao Chun, Cao Cao's cousin.

Although young, Cao Chun was brave in battle and strict in military discipline, making him a cavalry general that Cao Cao was actively cultivating. Sending him to accompany Zhang Ziqian this time served two purposes: firstly, to assist Zhang Ziqian in completing his mission, and secondly, to allow him to learn firsthand how this "divine general" fought.

However, as he continued, Cao Chun began to sense that something was amiss.

According to Xi Zhicai's plan, they were a "surprise attack" force, emphasizing the word "surprise"—their actions had to be covert and fast.

But Zhang Ziqian was quite relaxed, walking at a leisurely pace, more like he was on a picnic. If he saw a wild fruit tree by the roadside, he could stop and spend half a day picking fruit. If he saw a stream, he insisted on jumping in to catch a few fish, saying it would be an extra treat for dinner.

The most outrageous thing is that he even had the horse-drawn carriage that was specially made to roast chicken for him come along!

Thus, what should have been a surprise attack by light cavalry was transformed into a picnic group trailing wisps of smoke. The aroma of roasted chicken wafted far and wide, as if they wanted everyone to know they were there.

Cao Chun wanted to speak up several times, but when he saw Zhang Ziqian's harmless face and thought of the pile of crushed stone powder in the yard, he swallowed his words back.

Forget it, the thoughts of a deity are beyond the comprehension of mortals like us. Perhaps... this is General Zhang's brilliant disguise? Making the enemy think we're on a picnic, thus lowering their guard?

Cao Chun could only console himself with this thought.

"General Zhang," he urged his horse forward and asked cautiously, "shouldn't we...shouldn't we hurry? According to the map, we'll reach Baima Slope in another twenty li. If we're too late, we might miss the enemy's supply convoy."

"What's the rush?" Zhang Ziqian, with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, lay back on his horse, leisurely watching the clouds in the sky. "You have to eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time. It's so boring to just wait around if we rush over so early."

"But... the military situation is urgent!" Cao Chun was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Don't worry, it won't cause any problems." Zhang Ziqian waved his hand, looking confident. "I know what I'm doing."

He certainly knew what he was doing. In the VR world, he had played many stealth games. He understood what a surprise attack was. It was simply stabbing the enemy in the back when they weren't looking.

But he felt that doing it secretly was too troublesome and not enjoyable at all.

If you have the strength, why not just crush them head-on?

In his view, a so-called "surprise attack" simply means appearing unexpectedly in front of the enemy and then wiping them all out as quickly as possible. Whether the process involves stealth or a direct assault is completely irrelevant.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Cao Chun could only sigh, his heart filled with anxiety. He was already prepared for the mission to fail and for him to be punished by his lord upon returning.

They wandered around aimlessly until they finally arrived near Baima Slope, by which time the sun was almost setting.

Baima Slope is actually a narrow valley road that is several miles long. There are steep mountain walls on both sides and only a narrow path in the middle that can only accommodate two or three horse-drawn carriages side by side. It is indeed an excellent place to set up an ambush.

Cao Chun was about to suggest that the troops lie in ambush at the mouth of the valley and wait for the grain transport team to come in before making a move.

But Zhang Ziqian completely ignored him and swaggered into the valley.

"Oh no! General Zhang! You mustn't!" Cao Chun exclaimed in alarm.

The terrain of this valley is unknown. If there are enemy spies inside, wouldn't they be exposed if they went in like this?

However, Zhang Ziqian's horse was incredibly fast. By the time he shouted, Zhang Ziqian and his horse had already disappeared around the corner at the mouth of the valley.

"It's over!" Cao Chun felt a chill in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and shouted to the cavalry behind him, "Follow up! Protect the general!"

The five hundred light cavalry, disregarding any ambush, immediately spurred their horses and charged into the valley.

As soon as Cao Chun entered the valley, he smelled a strong stench of blood. His heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, "This is bad. Has General Zhang been ambushed?"

He hurriedly increased his horse's speed and turned a corner, but the scene before him made him and the five hundred cavalrymen behind him rein in their horses and stand there dumbfounded.

The narrow valley was littered with corpses and the wreckage of wagons. A grain transport caravan that had stretched for nearly a mile had been reduced to a desolate slaughterhouse.

At least a thousand soldiers escorting the grain supplies lay dead in pools of blood, almost none of them intact. Countless grain sacks were ripped open, and white rice and wheat, mixed with blood, covered the entire ground.

In the center of this chaotic scene, Zhang Ziqian stood alone, with only a spear in his hand.

His body was spotless, without a single drop of blood. Yet, the menacing Yu King's spear gleamed with an eerie red light in the afterglow of the setting sun.

At his feet lay a man dressed in general's armor, with a huge bloody hole in his chest, clearly already dead.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, Zhang Ziqian turned around and saw Cao Chun and the others staring in disbelief.

He scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Oh, you guys are here? Sorry, I was walking a bit too fast and didn't wait for you. These guys just happened to walk by, so I just... took care of them all."

Cao Chun opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, then at Zhang Ziqian, who seemed completely unfazed, and his mind went blank.

Just... solved it?

These were thousands of elite soldiers responsible for escorting the shipment, along with a general in command! And in such a short time, you took care of them all by yourself, "casually"?

He didn't even hear any fighting sounds!

Cao Chun swallowed hard, his voice hoarse as he asked, "General Zhang... this... did you do all of this by yourself?"

"Yeah, right." Zhang Ziqian nodded matter-of-factly. "I saw there were a lot of them, and it would be too much trouble to fight them one by one. So I just rushed up to their leader and killed him. Then they panicked and tried to run away, so I just stabbed them a few more times."

He spoke of it casually, as if he had only done a trivial little thing.

But to Cao Chun and his five hundred cavalrymen, it sounded like a myth.

They imagined the scene: Zhang Ziqian, alone with a large spear, charged directly into an army of thousands, taking the general's head amidst the chaos. Then, as the enemy collapsed and fled, he unleashed a one-sided massacre, like a tiger among sheep.

What divine power! What domineering aura!

Cao Chun suddenly understood.

What is the point of secrecy or sneak attacks in the face of such absolute power?

He swaggered over, not with arrogance, but with confidence! It was contempt!

He didn't come to launch a surprise attack.

He came to inform the other party of their death.

"General...a divine being!" Cao Chun dismounted and bowed deeply to Zhang Ziqian, his tone filled with heartfelt awe and fervor.

"Kamiya!"

The five hundred cavalrymen behind him also dismounted in unison, knelt on one knee, and looked at the man carrying the large spear with the most respectful gaze.

At this moment, Zhang Ziqian's image in their hearts had completely transcended that of an ordinary person, transforming into an invincible war god.

Zhang Ziqian was a little bewildered by their unexpected and generous gift.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Get up, get up!" He waved his hands hurriedly. "It's nothing, is it really that big of a deal? There's so much blood on the ground, it's all dirty with your armor."

He thought to himself, "These ancient people just love to make a fuss. So what if I killed a thousand or so people? I can kill more than that in a single night in the VR world. This score isn't even as much as I get from fighting Rataen once."

"Oh, right," he said to Cao Chun as if he had just remembered something, "Don't just stand there, hurry up and find some firewood to burn all this grain and the cart. After we're done burning, we can go back and eat. I'm starting to miss my roast chicken."