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Chen Xi sat in the tent, waiting for Guan Yu's return. Upon learning that the clouds had dispersed, he already felt at ease. Such an extraordinarily long pursuit would likely result in thousands, even tens of thousands trampled to death, but to end the war so swiftly and minimize casualties on both sides was indeed a stroke of luck.
As for Fa Zheng, his eyes bulged and his mouth gaped upon receiving the military reports. Chen Xi no longer bothered to comment; such a spectacle would leave even Guo Jia speechless. This was what one could call the collapse of an army like a falling mountain.
After fighting like madmen, a few dozen Soldiers of Mount Tai, under the leadership of their team leader, dared to chase after several thousand Yellow Turban defectors without worrying that the Yellow Turbans would turn around to attack.