Chapter 69 says it makes you want to vomit

  Gao Shun saw that he could no longer stop his lord, who was about to command the troops to respond to the enemy's battle formation. He let out a loud cry: "Huche'er!"

  Qin Feng's horse was fast, and Hu Che Er couldn't catch up for a while. Seeing the situation was critical, he quickly used the handle of his axe to fiercely poke the horse's buttocks. The warhorse felt severe pain and galloped wildly, finally catching up. Behind him, fifty imperial guards saw this and followed suit, rushing forward in pursuit.

  "Flat swords, prepare for battle!" Gao Shun shouted loudly. The 500 iron cavalry neatly placed the three-pointed double-edged knives flat in front of their horses, and this cavalry was carefully selected from robust men. After being trained by Qin Feng at the Righteous Brave Villa for half a year, they became even more majestic. Holding the 20-jin heavy knife, they stood still and unwavering.

  Looking at the Yellow Turbans across from them, who were now in disarray and had lost all semblance of formation, they were already panicking, but only managed to barely hold their ground because they knew they had no way to retreat.

  In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng never thought he would have the opportunity to charge into battle. The yellow turban in front of him had a gaze like a sheep encountering a tiger, which raised a bloodthirsty intention in his heart that he had never had before. "I will make my name known for charging into the enemy's formation..." Qin Feng tightly grasped the Zhenwu Taiji spear in his hand and charged forward on horseback.

  At this moment, whoosh... Two dark lights flew by like two black dragons.

  "Ah!" Just then, two black dragons pierced the chests of two Yellow Turbans, and three people were nailed to the chest of a fourth. Only now could it be seen that the two black dragons were actually two iron spears. As eight men spurted blood and fell, the gun forest in front of Qin Feng was opened up with a gap.

  "Damn it!" Qin Feng knew at a glance that Hu Che'er was causing trouble on the side, and immediately he was splashed with blood all over his body. "Submit to death!" The bloody stimulation made Qin Feng's eyes turn red, and the corpse in front of him was trampled into a pulp by the horse's hooves. "Look at the gun!"

  Pffft, Qin Feng's True Wu Taiji Spear instantly pierced the chest of a Yellow Turban soldier. He recalled the experience he gained from Gao Shun and didn't hesitate for even half a moment, immediately pulling out his spear. Following that, he swung it around and in an instant, smashed another Yellow Turban's head into pulp. A large amount of fresh blood splattered onto Qin Feng's head and face.

  "Unleash my Iron Cavalry's might!" In an instant, ten of the five hundred iron cavalry fell before their lord, and morale surged. Boom! Boom! Boom! They continuously charged into the enemy lines, and for a time, the Yellow Turbans' front line was thrown into chaos. The Iron Cavalry wore refined steel armor all over their bodies, so the Yellow Turbans' spear array had no effect.

  "This man is the commander of the government army, kill him, kill him..." The leader of the Yellow Turbans shouted loudly in the formation as he saw that the opponent's armor was too thick to penetrate. To capture the thief first capture the king, only by killing the enemy general can our side have a chance to survive, and then all the attention of the Yellow Turbans around him focused on Qin Feng.

  Gao Shun was heading in the direction of this Yellow Turban leader, and saw a flash of light in his eyes. He charged forward on horseback, breaking through over ten Yellow Turbans in front of him. The large knife in his hand transformed into a white blade that shot straight towards the Yellow Turban leader. The Yellow Turban leader was greatly shocked and hastily raised his knife to block it.

  What's wrong?

  Wow!

  The large knife in Gao Shun's hand was cast from refined iron, and the sharp blade instantly cut through the leader of the Yellow Turbans' spear shaft, advancing to cut open his chest.

  Five hundred heavy armored cavalry charged into the enemy formation, and the Yellow Turbans were immediately pierced. The heavy armored cavalry cut them off into more than a dozen segments. The heavy armored cavalry was completely one-sided in its slaughter of the light infantry. The heavy armored cavalry swung their three-pointed double-edged knives at will, easily reaping the lives of the Yellow Turbans. In contrast, the Yellow Turbans found that even when they thrust their long spears into the chests of the heavy armored cavalrymen, it only made them shake their bodies slightly, thanks to their finely crafted armor.

  Qin Feng invested tens of thousands of taels, sparing no expense to build this cavalry, and finally revealed its ferocious fangs. In less than half a stick of incense, nearly 90% of the Yellow Turbans fell. The remaining Yellow Turbans shouted frantically, dropped their weapons, and turned to flee. The Iron Cavalry pursued for one mile, slaughtering all who were caught off guard.

  On the ground, there was no smoke from the four directions. However, the ground was filled with the corpses of Yellow Turbans. Severed limbs were everywhere, and chest cavities as large as bowls gushed blood. The split abdomen, intestines flowed all over the ground. The miserable cries of those who had not died yet did not stop at ears, and those who heard them felt their hair stand on end.

  The fierce aura dissipated, and Qin Feng's heart, which had been filled with killing intent, returned to normal. For the first time, he had fought in a battle, for the first time, he had taken a life, and for the first time, he was faced with countless corpses. Overwhelmed by these first experiences, Qin Feng's face suddenly changed color, and he weakly called out: "Huche Er!"

  Hu Che'er, who was guarding Qin Feng's side, was extremely excited and felt that he hadn't killed enough. Kill, kill, kill, hahaha... it was exhilarating. When he heard his master call him, his heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself "I'm in trouble!" He hastily paid respects and said: "Your subordinate deserves death! Your subordinate is also concerned about your safety..." Hu Che'er thought that his master was going to scold him for obstructing the enemy with his flying iron spear, so he quickly looked over at Gao Shun not far away.

  "Sweep the battlefield, each squad counts the personnel. Gather the people, burn the bodies to prevent plague......" Gao Shun saw Hu Che'er looking at himself and hastily ordered him to walk away.

  How hateful! Hu Che'er scolded Gao Shun for being unrighteous and didn't even ask him to come and plead on his behalf.

  "Hmm!" Amidst the bloody chaos, Qin Feng didn't think that much, his face changed again, and he hastily said: "Don't follow me..." He quickly turned around, mounted his horse, and headed towards a nearby forest.

  ……

  Ugh... Qin Feng leaned against a large tree, vomiting violently, spewing out bile and everything. He felt slightly better after that. "Damn it, hold on!" Qin Feng wiped his mouth, thinking of the hundreds of gruesome corpses not far away, and his nausea surged again. "Ugh." Coming from a later era, he had been nauseated by crushed cats and dogs on the road, but facing such bloodiness for the first time was really unbearable.

  "Come in!"

  Something's wrong, Qin Feng was shocked and hastily wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He kicked up a pile of yellow earth to cover up the vomit. Only then did he turn around, forcing a smile: "So it's Mr. Wen Ruo..."

  Xun Yu's face wasn't looking too good either, and he smiled: "I didn't think that Subordinate Prodigy would run to this place, doing such a thing..."

  Qin Feng's heart sank, and his face looked even worse. He was good at observing expressions, and he saw that Xun Yu's face also looked bad. With a flash of inspiration, he spoke in a calm tone: "Wen Ruo brother, listen..." The distant battlefield echoed with the mournful cries of the wounded, weakly transmitted. "It's truly a river of blood, with intestines flowing out and squirming in the bloody waters like maggots, twisting and turning..." Qin Feng's face turned pale as he vividly described the gruesome scene on the battlefield, making his stomach churn with nausea.

  Xun Yu was a member of the aristocracy, and had never seen raw meat before. In his first battle, he had just passed by the battlefield, and almost all of them were closing their eyes. But with a strong smell of blood, it made him feel nauseous. At this time, listening to Qin Feng's vivid description, he couldn't help but think of the scene he saw earlier. His face changed again and again, his stomach churned, and his face turned pale.

  "Guts! Like a maggot wriggling in feces... wriggling, thumping, thumping, the heart that's still jumping...". Qin Feng stretched out his hand to mimic the heartbeat, while constantly giving himself mental suggestions. Even though he had just vomited, hearing himself say this made him feel a bit queasy again.

  "Zi jin, bu ke zai shuo le!" Xun Yu's forehead was sweating, but the psychological suggestion made him keep thinking of the tragic scene he had seen, the flowing meat intestines, the heart...

  "Go ahead and vomit, it'll feel better once you do. Especially comfortable, your heart will no longer be churning, refreshing... Go ahead... Really, vomiting will make you feel better." Qin Feng finally finished paving the way, revealing his ultimate goal.

  "Ugh." Xun Yu hastily covered his mouth. As a high-class scholar, he absolutely could not tolerate himself being so rude in front of others and forcibly endured it.

  "Is it suffocating, heartburning, as if a huge stone is blocking the top of your head? Spit it out and you'll be fine. Once you spit it out, it's like taking a deep breath of fresh air after getting up early and walking out of the room, or the smoothness after relieving yourself...". Qin Feng revealed an enchanting smile, speaking in a gentle tone, as if that one spit was as stunning as a beautiful woman's captivating dance moves.

  "Wow, ugh." Xun Yu really couldn't withstand Qin Feng's psychological suggestion, holding onto a big tree and bending over to vomit wildly...

  Qin Feng patted Xun Yu's back, "Go ahead and vomit, you'll get used to it after vomiting a few times." Hehe, we've both vomited, now neither of us can say anything about the other.