Chapter 207

"Cough cough!" "If you want my head, I won't let you have an easy time either."

"Cloud Thunder Explosion!"

Bo Cai spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the government army's fierce generals charging from several directions, his expression turning ruthless. He knew that his army could no longer stop these fierce generals of the government army.

Since his Yellow Turban Power Guard had been broken by those fierce generals, he was already powerless to change things. Although the Yellow Turban camp had several times more people than the government army, most were a rabble.

The disappearance of the Great Virtuous Teacher turned the Yellow Turban Channel Commanders into scattered sand, unable to gather all their strength, while the government army opposite had already integrated all its strength.

He knew he couldn't escape; the government troops had all treated him as military merit to climb to a high position.

And he was unwilling to leave; he had dedicated his life to the Taiping Dao, and at this final moment, he also had to give the government troops a fierce counterattack.

So he exhausted his origin, elevated his divine soul, and unleashed his final blow.

With the help of the Yellow Turban army's cloud energy, it transformed into heavenly thunder.

Dark clouds rolled up in the sky; within the thousands-zhang dark clouds, thunder was conceived, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, exploding loudly.

Bolts of thunder descended from the sky, frantically striking toward the government army.

Like electric snakes, each attack had the full-force strike of a third-level Soul Refining expert.

"Damn it!"

Bo Cai's final attack did indeed have a great impact on the government army; those dazzling thunderbolts were very intimidating.

"Hahahaha!"

Bo Cai laughed wildly, watching the red-faced man getting closer and closer. He didn't have a trace of fear, but rather a sense of relief at being about to be liberated. Of course, there was also a trace of lingering attachment in his eyes.

Bang!

A burst of Gang Qi erupted, and his head instantly fell to the ground.

"Not good! The Great Channel Commander is dead!"

"Charge, let's avenge the Channel Commander!"

Bo Cai's personal guards were all filled with fury, killing toward Guan Yu regardless of their lives, while the latter just gave a cold, sharp smile. As the Cold Beauty Saw moved, dozens of heads instantly flew into the sky.

"Damn! He snatched it first!"

Watching Bo Cai's head being cut off by the red-faced Guan Yu, Sun Jian, Cao Hong, and the others all had very ugly expressions. Although they had also tried very hard to charge the formation, unfortunately, Bo Cai's Yellow Turban army blocked them layer by layer regardless of their lives.

In the end, they were still a move behind.

Although somewhat unwilling, since Bo Cai's head had already been taken, they turned around immediately and chose other Channel Commanders.

After all, these Channel Commanders' heads were also military merit; even if they couldn't compare to Bo Cai's, they wouldn't be too far off.

"Let's go! The great battle in Yingchuan is over; we should set off for Luoyang."

Su Fan did not participate in the final great battle, just watching from afar. In this great battle, although the government army killed several Yellow Turban Channel Commanders and captured millions of Yellow Turban soldiers, the government army's own damage was also very terrifying.

The Forbidden Army's casualties were no less than five hundred thousand, and added to the previous ones, the total loss was no less than a million Forbidden Army soldiers. It could be said that the Yellow Turban Rebellion consumed more than half of the Imperial Court's strength.

The Yellow Turbans' final madness was indeed terrifying; those Taiping Dao masters went crazy, using a mutually destructive style, and the Yellow Turban Warriors launched suicide attacks without fear of death.

If it weren't for the many fierce generals in the government army, I'm afraid who would win and who would lose would be an unknown.

Su Fan was also fortunate not to have entered the field himself; he had seen Zhang Fei being severely injured.

The Yellow Turban Power Guard was also truly terrifying.

However, with the destruction of the Taiping Dao, this Yellow Turban Power Guard would probably slowly disappear; there were not many people left who knew this secret technique.

Su Fan didn't feel any regret, because he had actually already obtained this secret technique, it was just incomplete.

It was indeed extraordinary, but once unleashed, those carriers serving as Yellow Turban Warriors would suffer great loss of origin.

Luoyang City, the imperial capital of the Divine Han Dynasty for four thousand years, had city walls that were a full two hundred kilometers long, and the height of the walls reached dozens of zhang.

This was a magnificent city; placed in later generations, it would definitely be the greatest miracle.

Of course, placed in this supernatural world, it was nothing impossible to achieve; in the main world, there were even cities floating in mid-air.

This world also had rune technology, it was just that no one used it.

As a thousand-year imperial capital, Luoyang City's prosperity went without saying. Entering the city, on the wide main road, carriages and horses were like dragons.

After entering Luoyang City, it didn't take long for Su Fan to find Xi Zhicai, who had arrived in Luoyang first.

"Zhicai, how is it?"

"Lord, after I arrived in Luoyang, I sought out Zhang Rang, spending twenty million cash and a side of bezoar treasures. The other party has already agreed and will request merit for you, Lord."

"Hmm! Not bad."

"It's fine, I have already asked the Gao clan to request merit for me; the heads of Channel Commanders like He Man and Peng Fei, plus clearing out the Yellow Turbans in Xuzhou, this merit alone is enough."

Su Fan nodded with satisfaction upon hearing this.

The Gao clan had also put a lot of thought into helping him request merit this time.

After all, Su Fan being able to become a Commandery Prefect was indeed of great benefit to the Gao clan.

A Commandery Prefect, a high official of two thousand shi, was considered the peak locally. In peaceful times, a Prefect could guarantee a family's stability for decades.

"How is the Imperial Court now?"

Su Fan was still somewhat curious about the Imperial Court; Han Lingdi hadn't held court for a long time, and the ministers below were probably about to flip the table.

"The day before yesterday, His Majesty appeared in the court. It is said that his expression was not good, and he left after just a hurried moment."

"But fortunately, Zhang Rang has already requested merit for you, Lord. Once the verification is complete, the position of Prefect will definitely be without error."

"Zhang Rang requested merit for me; did the court have any questions?"

"Naturally, there were some who opposed, but as long as we have clear merit, even if they want to oppose, it is impossible."

"After all, Lord, this is solid military merit. If they were to refute it, wouldn't they be refuting everyone? Even the Yuan clan would not dare to do so."

"That is very good."

Su Fan nodded upon hearing this, so he stayed in Luoyang and sent the heads of He Man and the others into the palace for someone to verify.

Sure enough, a few days later, the Minister of the Imperial Household issued an edict, and Su Fan was appointed as the Prefect of Donghai Commandery.

Originally, no one held the position of Prefect of Donghai Commandery, otherwise it wouldn't have been easy for him.

And just when Su Fan was appointed Prefect, Lu Zhi and the others also returned to the capital in triumph. When they left, there were nearly two million Forbidden Army soldiers; now only one million remained.

And many were injured, and they would probably have to withdraw from the army.

The Imperial Court's Forbidden Army's combat power suddenly dropped by more than half.

And the Imperial Court's pension would probably be an astronomical figure; Han Lingdi would also have to bleed heavily.

Otherwise, if things went wrong, the entire Forbidden Army would rebel.

Of course, these had nothing to do with Su Fan.

He just inquired about some news every day, especially about those few he cared about, to see what rewards they had.