Three Kingdoms: I Became a Refugee and Killed the Rebels Alone.

The special forces soldiers dressed as yellow turbans were refugees who were about to starve to death in troubled times and were stormed into camp by rebel soldiers. I broke the cavalry's neck with my bare hands and smashed the horse's head with one punch. Dozens of them lay on the ground. The refugees looked at me as if they had seen a ghost. I wiped the blood on my face: If you want to live, come with me.