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Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chen Xi looks at the soldier who just threw a rock weighing a few hundred kilograms away and looks at the sky speechlessly. Is this really the late Eastern Han Dynasty? It doesn't make sense to see Lu Bu single-handedly cut through the ten-thousand-strong cavalry. Zhao Zilong ends up truly possessed by a dragon soul. Is he really human? Dian Wei single-handedly defends Cao Cao as they storm out of the enemy camp and slaughters a few thousand cavalry of the enemy. His combat strength is off the charts! Is there something wrong? Chen Xi touches a goose feather fan and fans it. A strong gale blows and he sighs. "This must be some mythical story, right? Even I'm not normal anymore."

Dilapidated Graveyard · Livres et littérature
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390 Chs

Chapter 117 The Necessity of Literacy

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"Xiao Zhi, distribute steamed buns to the refugees. Those willing to accept Mount Tai's management get a bowl of meat soup. Replenish all soldiers with three pieces of wind-dried chicken and inform them that if there's no chance to halt the army and cook tomorrow, they'll all eat dry rations. Have the rear camp prepare cooled boiled water, and tell them they must carry enough dry food and water for three days, using gourds or bamboo tubes. Within three days, I want the heads of the Yellow Turban leaders!" Chen Xi, watching the crowd of refugees outside the camp, turned to Fa Zheng and said.