Cheng Jie accidentally transmigrates to the late Three Kingdoms period, before Zhuge Liang’s first northern campaign has begun.
“A disloyal, unfilial wretch like you dares to enter the battlefield? Killing you would dirty my spear,” Zhang He sneers.
“Oh!”
“So that’s who you are. It’s Zhang the Runner! You’ve stayed alive this long thanks to your one great skill: running away. Otherwise, how would you have outlasted the other generals?” Cheng Jie says with a scornful sidelong glance, then bursts out laughing.
“Brat, you dare look down on me? I didn’t want to kill you, but you’ve gone too far. Prepare to die!” Zhang He curses furiously. He hates being called Zhang the Runner more than anything, and spurs his horse forward, thrusting his spear…
“Brat, your presence on the battlefield insults all of us generals. Has Shu run out of men?” Sima Yi curses.
“Graveyard Tiger, who’s that woman of yours? I distinctly remember her with XX in your backyard. That’s how the one beside you came to be!” Cheng Jie points at Sima Shi and describes it in vivid detail.
“Brat, don’t you dare talk nonsense!” Sima Yi curses.
“Your woman, that fair and shapely…” Cheng Jie is just about to continue when Sima Shi spurs his horse forward. “Brat, you’ve gone too far!”
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“Brat! Your father is right here. How dare you act so insolently?” Lu Xun curses.
“Form up! Release the dogs!” Cheng Jie orders.
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