Transformed into a Princess of the Late Ming Dynasty: Invincible

Chapter 111: The Surrender of the Yellow Turban Army - Strength to Pull Mountains and Invincibility

The hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers gasped and quickly made way for Cai Yan on horseback, then looked at her in horror.

In the distance, dozens of flags were fluttering in the wind, with the word "Cao" clearly written on them, followed by a mighty army of thousands of people.

A young general who was in charge of the team witnessed this scene and could not help but blurt out:

"Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world!"

"Who is this person, so brave!"

My father has always liked brave and powerful men, and this man will definitely win my father's praise.

"I must make friends with such a warrior."

After saying that, he squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and galloped forward, with the thousand-man army behind him following closely behind him.

The Yellow Turban Army was at a loss after the death of their leader.

Bang!

I don't know whose spear fell to the ground first, and then there was a dense sound of weapons being put down.

The three people who were originally on horseback also dismounted and knelt on the ground. Cai Yan then rode up to them and said:

"I won't kill you today, but from now on you must obey my orders!"

When the three squad-level men heard Cai Yan say this, they immediately showed hesitation. It was not shameful to surrender to a woman, but to serve a woman...

This……

Seeing that the three leaders were reluctant to express their opinions, Cai Yan slowly raised the lance in her hand and pointed the tip of the lance in front of the three people.

When the three saw the spear head dripping with blood pointing at them, they shuddered and immediately said:

"Greetings, my lord! Greetings, my lord!"

Seeing the three men bowing, Cai Yan immediately swung her lance to wipe away the blood from its tip, and then called out to Xun Da who was riding in the distance. As she watched Xun Da approaching on horseback, Cai Yan thought to herself:

"Since we have found the Yellow Turban Army, these Yellow Turban Army must not be deserters from the countryside, but troops that have occupied the city."

"Next, as long as we subdue these soldiers and horses, it won't be difficult to train a strong army using the three chapters of Huaiyin Hou's military strategy."

Cai Yan was thinking about future plans when she suddenly heard a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds coming from far away.

"I am Cao Ang, and my father is the governor of Yanzhou. I have come to make friends with this brave warrior who seems to have the courage of a tyrant."

Hearing the sound coming from afar and getting closer, Cai Yan raised her head and looked towards the place where the sound came from with her beautiful eyes.

As Cao Ang got closer, he could see the warrior's face clearly and shouted in shock:

"Shoji!"

When Cai Yan heard that the person in front of her actually recognized her, her expression paused. The facial features of the person in front of her looked somewhat familiar, but she could not find it in her memory.

During the more than five years I stayed in Chang'an, when my father was still alive, I lived in seclusion and seldom went out.

After my father passed away, I hid my identity even more. I would always apply makeup to cover my face when I went out, and I would even use an alias when traveling.

There was actually someone who knew her. Thinking of this, Cai Yan frowned slightly and looked at the other person with confusion.

Cao Ang accidentally saw Cai Yan put down her lance, and the toad's blood on her forearm was accidentally exposed. He was excited and said:

"It's me, Cao Ang, Cao Zixiu."

"Back in Luoyang, your father betrothed you to the Wei family of Hedong, but you refused and subsequently fled to my Cao family, where you hid for several months. It was I who begged my father to keep you in the mansion."

When Cai Yan heard the other party say this, memories suddenly emerged in her mind like a tide. Back then in Luoyang, she was more than ten years old. Cao Cao and Cao Mengde were disciples of her father, and her home was also close to his, so she secretly hid in his home for several months.

A gleam of light flashed in Cai Yan's eyes. Originally, Cao Mengde wanted to send her home, but Cao Zixiu knelt in front of his father's door for a whole night, begging him to keep the matter secret.

For some reason, the next day, Cao Mengde did not report me to my father, and even allowed me to move freely in his mansion. It was at that time that I learned the Cao family's martial arts.

After returning home, his father confined himself to the room. Later, when Dong Zhuo entered the capital, Cao Mengde's family used their connections in Luoyang City to change their names and escape from Luoyang, while his family was forced to go to Chang'an.

Cai Yan looked at Cao Ang, who was tanned from years of fighting, and thought to herself:

"This Cao Ang, Cao Zixiu, why do they feel a little strange?"

Cai Yan, who was already over 20 years old, naturally understood these love affairs. Cao Ang, who was over 20 years old, should have already had a wife and a family, and it was impossible for her to become Cao Ang's concubine.

She ran away from her marriage because she received a token from the gods and believed that she could control her own destiny and did not have to take care of her husband and children like her friends of the same age.

In the following years, the Han Dynasty collapsed and she had to hide from place to place until finally, she activated the token from the gods. From then on, Cai Yan told herself that her life belonged to the gods.

Afterwards, the gods actually wanted to unify the world by themselves and save thousands of people from danger.

However, he immediately looked down at the branch of the World Tree hidden in his chest and put it behind his mind. The Cao family had indeed helped him a lot in the past, otherwise he would definitely have been sent to the Wei family in Hedong to get married by his father.

Thinking of this, Cai Yan raised her head and looked at Cao Ang, who was tanned in front of her. Then she said calmly:

"Zi Xiu, long time no see."

Seeing how cold Cai Yan had become after not seeing her for several years, and seeing how exhausted she looked, Cao Ang quickly said:

"You must have suffered a lot over the years. Why don't you come with me to Xuchang? My father is a student of Cai Zhonglang."

"Zhaoji, when you arrive in Xuchang, my father will definitely treat you well."

Cai Yan's expression froze when she heard this. If it were her old self, in this chaotic world, the best outcome would probably be to follow Cao Ang to Xuchang, get married, and raise children.

But now...

He then tightened his grip on the lance, feeling the power erupting from his body. He then looked at Cao Ang, thinking of the Cao family's kindness to him, and said,

"Troubled times are approaching. Many men are capable of achieving earth-shattering achievements that will go down in history. Now that I possess such extraordinary power, how can I be willing to remain silent?"

Cai Yan saw that Cao Ang still wanted to persuade her, and without waiting for Cao Ang to speak, she continued:

"Zi Xiu, I've made up my mind! Stop trying to persuade me!"

Seeing Cai Yan's determination, Cao Ang stopped trying to persuade her and said:

"If Zhaoji is in trouble, you can come to Xuchang to find me, Zixiu. Goodbye!"

Cai Yan stared at Cao Ang who was leaving with a large number of troops, and then sighed. How could Cai Yan, who was already over 20 years old, not understand Cao Ang's thoughts?

However, since I am already serving the gods, I cannot have any contact with other men.

Then he turned and looked at the Yellow Turban Army, which had existed for hundreds of years. A purple light flashed in his eyes, and he said to the three centurions in front of him who were in charge of hundreds of soldiers:

"Take me to your base camp!"