Mythical Three Kingdoms: I Am a Small Soldier in the Yellow Turban

Who is it? They plowed the fields and looked at the stars, they marched south and north, they bowed their toils, their straw boats borrowed arrows to cry out the wind and rain, and their soldiers played harps in the empty city and fled. Who is it? Loyal and brave, the silkworm eyebrows lie down, the generals who pass through the pass shake the sky, the righteousness is as high as the mountain, riding alone for thousands of miles, hanging the seal and sealing the gold portable knife. Who is it? Wisdom and bravery, full of courage, farsightedness and heroism, modesty, prudence and benevolence, the savior of the sun dyes his white robe. When Zhang Bairen came to this mythical Three Kingdoms with high martial arts and fantasy, did he struggle, resist, or endure silently? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.