Liu Feng of the Three Kingdoms from 300 Soldiers to a Million Troops

The useless prince? The beginning of the palace execution! Liu Feng is the most useless prince in the Han Dynasty. On the day he was sent to the frontier, the traitor tortured him by castration, and his mother was beaten to death on her knees with random sticks. Fiancee Chu Han was dragged into the car by the prince, and her earring broke in front of his eyes. The third brother pretended to save him from Beijing, but set up seven kills on the way. When he arrived at the barren fief with three hundred remaining soldiers, the enemy troops had already reached the city. Looking at the people kneeling and crying, Liu Feng took out a piece of cloth with the word "forbearance" written in blood by his mother in his arms. "From today onwards, I only need three things -" "Kill him alive and return him a hundredfold!" The midday sun poured unobstructed onto the suffocatingly large bluestone square in front of Weiyang Palace, creating a vague heat wave. Those huge stones carved with ferocious beasts slightly distorted their shapes under the high temperature, like some kind of dormant living creature that wants to choose people and devour them, exuding invisible intimidation and heaviness. The air was filled with a strong and indispensable smell of blood, mixed with the smell of hot stone, which was nauseating. A pool of dark red and sticky blood soaked the ground not far from the palace gate. Several expressionless chamberlains in soap clothes were cleaning the blood stains quickly, using cold well water to wash away the ominous dark mark over and over again. The water flowed with scarlet color, meandering away, and was quickly sucked dry. All that was left was a wet and cold mark, a stubborn reminder of what had just happened.