Zhang 8, the God of War of Hefei, Sends Ten Thousand Heads to the Martial Temple

"The Self-Cultivation of an Outstanding Transportation Team Leader"

When Zhu Dijun read out the title of this "history lesson," the entire Three Kingdoms period fell into a deathly silence.

The transport team leader?

Sending out 100,000 heads?

Every word was like a resounding slap across the face of the rulers and ministers of Eastern Wu!

Inside Jianye Palace.

Sun Quan was so angry that he trembled all over, his face turning from red to purple, and then from purple to green.

He stared intently at the sky, his teeth grinding together, his eyes practically spitting fire!

The civil officials around him, including Zhang Zhao and Gu Yong, looked at each other in dismay, cold sweat pouring down their backs.

Although they didn't know the specific details, just from the title, they knew that what was about to be told was definitely the most disgraceful page in the history of the Wu Kingdom!

Meanwhile, generals like Zhou Tai and Ling Tong, who had experienced the Battle of Hefei, all had pale faces, lowered their heads, and their hands gripping the hilts of their swords, with veins bulging.

That was the shame of their entire lives!

Late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Changsha.

Sun Jian's face was so gloomy it looked like it could be wrung out of water.

"The transport team leader?"

He repeated the word slowly and deliberately, his voice filled with a barely suppressed rage.

Sun Wentai had fought countless battles throughout his life, capturing enemy generals and seizing enemy flags. He had never suffered such humiliation.

His son will actually receive such an... unbelievable title in the future?

Sun Ce, standing nearby, was even more unable to accept it.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were filled with unbelievable anger.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"The men of Jiangdong are all brave and skilled in battle! How could the sons of the Sun family be cowards who offer their heads to others!"

"This canopy must be spreading misinformation!"

However, above the sky, Zhu Dijun had already begun his "lecture".

"Family members, the story begins in the twentieth year of Jian'an."

"At that time, Cao Cao was campaigning westward into Hanzhong, leaving Hefei's garrison weak with only about seven thousand men. Our Sun Quan, however, saw his opportunity!"

"He personally led an army of 100,000! Note, 100,000! A vast and mighty force, advancing by both land and water, completely besieged the small city of Hefei!"

"At that moment, what Boss Sun was thinking was definitely: The advantage is on my side! Victory is assured! I will achieve great success and become famous throughout the world!"

Zhu Dijun perfectly imitated Sun Quan's tone, which was full of humor and sarcasm.

These words resonated with countless people across time and space.

With 100,000 troops against 7,000, the troop ratio was more than 10 to 1. Any other general would have thought that victory was assured and credit was handed to them.

"However!"

Zhu Dijun abruptly changed the subject, his voice rising sharply!

"Who did he encounter? He encountered Zhang Liao, Zhang Wenyuan!"

"What did Zhang Liao, the general in charge at the time, do in the face of an army of 100,000? He did not close the city gates and wait for reinforcements."

He made a decision that surprised everyone!

Zhu Dijun held up Zhang Liao's card to the camera again, his eyes filled with admiration.

"He's decided to take the initiative!"

That very night, Zhang Liao selected eight hundred of his most elite assassins from among the seven thousand garrison troops! Note, only eight hundred!

He told these eight hundred men, "The outcome of this battle depends on you!" Then, he slaughtered cattle and sheep that very night and had a hearty meal!

Before dawn, these eight hundred warriors, following Zhang Liao, opened the city gates and charged headlong into Sun Quan's army of one hundred thousand!

These words shocked the entire world!

Eight hundred men, taking the initiative to attack a military camp of one hundred thousand?

What audacity! What madness!

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

A captivating glint flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

"What a Zhang Liao! Courageous and insightful!"

"To attack instead of defend, to strike directly at the enemy commander amidst a vast army! This is a risky tactic, but also the best strategy!"

The Great Han Dynasty, Weiyang Palace.

Liu Che slapped his thigh and exclaimed in praise:

"How magnificent! This man is comparable to Wei Qing and Qu Bing!"

"Eight hundred against one hundred thousand, though there be ten million, I will go forth! This is the spirit that every man of the Han Dynasty should possess!"

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Hall.

Li Shimin stood up excitedly, his eyes shining brightly.

"Excellent! Excellent Zhang Liao! If I had such a fierce general, what worries would I have about the Turks!"

He seemed to see the shadow of himself leading the Xuanjia Army into battle back then.

Meanwhile, in the sky, Judy Dijun's narration continued, growing more and more passionate!

"Those eight hundred warriors were like tigers among sheep! They had only one goal: Sun Quan's central army banner!"

"Zhang Liao led the charge, wielding a long halberd, shouting his name, cutting down enemy generals and capturing flags along the way, unstoppable!"

"The Wu army of 100,000 was routed by a mere 800 men, with men and horses falling in disarray! They didn't even have time to react before they were slaughtered right up to Sun Quan's tent!"

"Our boss, Mr. Sun, was on the platform at the time, completely at a loss and utterly terrified!"

He watched helplessly as Zhang Liao drew closer and closer to him!

"In the end, it was only through the desperate resistance of his generals that he was able to protect himself and escape from the platform in a sorry state!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Zhu Dijun couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Family members, can you imagine that scene? The commander of an army of 100,000, being chased all over the place by an enemy vanguard of only 800 men! This is simply a miracle in the history of warfare! A comedic miracle!"

These words caused thunderous laughter to erupt throughout all time and space!

The Cao Wei era.

Xudu.

Cao Cao was discussing matters with his advisors when he saw this scene. He laughed so hard that he slid off his seat, clutching his stomach and tears streaming down his face.

"Hahahaha...cough cough...I'm dying of laughter! Sun Quan, you little brat! Mere courage, pathetic schemes! You've been terrified like this by Wen Yuan's eight hundred men!"

He pointed to Xiahou Dun, Cao Ren, and others beside him, and said breathlessly:

"You've all seen it! You've all seen it! This is the Lord of Jiangdong! Hahahaha!"

Xiahou Dun and the others laughed so hard they were doubled over.

Zhang Liao, the person involved, stood aside and listened to Tian Mu's description. He was first shocked, and then a surge of heroic excitement welled up in his chest!

It turns out that my future will be filled with such a glorious battle!

To receive such high praise from posterity and to bring such joy to my lord, I have no regrets in this life!

In contrast, the court of Eastern Wu was deathly silent.

Sun Quan's body was no longer trembling, but convulsing.

"ah--"

He let out a roar that sounded inhuman, and suddenly drew the sword from his waist, slashing wildly at the dragon table in front of him!

"Shut up! Shut up, you idiot!"

"Lies! It's all lies!"

However, the sound from the sky did not stop because of his anger.

Judy cleared her throat and continued to deliver the final blow.

"This isn't over yet!"

"Zhang Liao charged forward for a while, but found that Sun Quan had fled. So he led his troops out of the encirclement. The Wu army, seeing that they only had eight hundred men, thought they could capture them, but what happened? They were slaughtered!"

"What's even more incredible is that after Zhang Liao fought his way out, he discovered that dozens of his brothers were still trapped inside. He actually went back and rescued them!"

"The encirclement of 100,000 troops was like strolling through his own backyard; he could come and go as he pleased! He even packed up his men and took them with him!"

"This battle raged from dawn till noon, and the morale of the Wu army completely collapsed!"

"Sun Quan besieged the city for more than ten days, but he couldn't even touch the city walls, so he had no choice but to prepare to retreat in disgrace."

"You think that's all? No! The climax is coming!"

A devilish smile appeared on Zhu Dijun's face.

"Just as Sun Quan's army was retreating, and he himself had only brought a thousand or so personal guards with him, arriving at the Xiaoyaojin ferry, our Hefei War God, Zhang Liao, appeared once again!"

He led 7,000 infantry and cavalry in a general offensive against the Wu army that was crossing the river!

"The scene was utterly horrific! Wu soldiers, desperate to escape, scrambled onto the ships in complete chaos!"

"Our boss, Mr. Sun, is about to be caught up. Ahead lies the raging river, and behind him, the god of war, Zhang Liao!"

"What should we do?"

Judy paused, keeping everyone in suspense, and then suddenly clapped her hands!

"He rode his horse and flew straight across the broken bridge!"

"That's right, family! It's flying! Historical records state that 'Quan rode a fine horse, leaped three zhang high, and soared over it in one bound'! He can be called the number one flying man of the Three Kingdoms!"

"This jump saved his life and cemented his legendary reputation as 'Sun Shiwan'!"

"An army of 100,000 men marched in mightily, only to be routed by 800 men, forcing their commander to jump into the river and flee in disarray, abandoning their armor and weapons!"

From then on, the children of Jiangdong dared not cry at night upon hearing the name Zhang Liao!

"So, family members, now you understand why I said he was an excellent transport team leader, right?"

"This isn't going to war! This is clearly handing Zhang Liao victory, fame, and a head! They're practically sending him to the Temple of Martial Arts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the screen was completely flooded with "666" and "hahahaha".

As for Jianye Palace in Eastern Wu, Sun Quan could no longer hold out.

Upon hearing the line "Children of Jiangdong dare not cry at night upon hearing the name of Zhang Liao," he felt dizzy and his vision went black.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood gushed out, splattering across the entire broken dragon table.

Emperor Sun Quan was so enraged by his own eternal laughingstock that he vomited blood in front of all time!