Sun Ce, Ma Chao, and Zhang He streamlined their forces, discarding all of Sun Ce's miscellaneous soldiers. The three pitifully led six thousand men southward, but the momentum of their charge gave off the aura of sixty thousand men.
"Kill~" Sun Ce charged ahead on his horse, channeling his inner qi and letting out a roar. In the open field, this roar carried for over a dozen miles, causing the army's morale to soar significantly.
Following Sun Ce's roar, Ma Chao, feeling impulsive, also let out a roar, and then both Sun Ce and Ma Chao instinctively turned to look at Zhang He.
"Uh," Zhang He looked at the two speechlessly, finding it truly difficult to do something so disgraceful.
About a dozen miles away, Pang De, who had just scattered the Miscellaneous Hun Infantry and was regrouping his troops to return, faintly heard a shout.
