Liu Bei hurriedly left with his army, while I leisurely sat in the back, holding Adou in my arms.

The scenery along the way was good, but it didn't quite resemble the north. Perhaps the lord intended to embark on a global journey.

Heading south, crossing the territory of Dong Wu, and traveling to distant Europe, then crossing the continent of America and returning from across the ocean.

Finally, landing in the north of the continent, entering Xuchang through the territory of the enemy, and arriving before Cao Cao.

Even I, Long Aotian, began to admire the strategies given by Mr. Wolong to the lord.

I believe that even if Cao Cao's subordinates have many strategists, they would never expect the real danger to come from the rear.

By that time, when the lord leads an army composed of warriors of various races to attack Xuchang, Cao Cao will probably be frightened.

He will hear a "wula" sound, followed by the charge of a large legion, and the advantage of different races will be fully utilized.

The fast-running black people will be responsible for the vanguard, quickly occupying Cao Cao's city walls and providing support to the troops in the rear.

The white people who enjoy direct confrontation will be equipped with heavy armor from Europe, forming a Macedonian phalanx to confront Cao's army.

The highly intelligent Jewish people will establish a command headquarters with Mr. Wolong, responsible for providing strategies and tactics.

As for the noble Chinese bloodline, they will become the leaders of each legion, responsible for commanding the battle.

By then, Lord Liu Bei can stand in front of young master Adou, pointing to the city of Xuchang ahead:

"Adou, look, these are the territories I have won for you!"

When they turn around, they will discover a shining figure behind them, who does not leave his name.

He silently guards the safety of the young master, allowing the lord's bloodline to continue for generations to come.

Only during the perilous times of the dynasty, there will be a descendant of the lord, summoned with a token to quell the rebellion.

And this person, who left no trace in history but dominated it, is called—Long Aotian!

When the lord arrived in Xinye, he no longer moved forward. The troops were too exhausted, and before they could run far, Cao's army arrived.

Mr. Wolong planned to have a battle with Cao's army at Bowang Slope, ideally to block their pursuit.

Everyone looked at me simultaneously, and their eyes had already betrayed them.

I knew they hoped I could turn the tide and resolve the situation at Bowang Slope to help the lord escape the predicament.

Actually, I don't really care about the lord, but young master Adou is still young. If Cao's army arrives fiercely and scares the child, it would be unfortunate.

If Adou cries, then he won't eat well that evening, his health will deteriorate, and he will be prone to illness.

If Adou falls ill, it may become an incurable condition, and then he won't live long.

A true man doesn't need details, so let's omit some parts, round off a bit, and approximately, Cao's army brought about the demise of young master Adou.

At that moment, I was burning with anger and stood up:

"Cao's army has harmed the young master. I, Long Aotian, must avenge the young master!

"Cao Cao, come and face your death!"

I leaped onto the back of the Night-Shining White Tiger, but Mr. Wolong stopped me, wanting to say something.

The next moment, flames soared behind him. I don't know why, but young master Adou disliked oil lamps and would always kick them over.

The oil lamp fell on Mr. Wolong's robe, and he shouted, "Fire! Fire! Fire!"

In that instant, I suddenly understood. This was the enlightenment given to me by young master Adou.

He wanted to use Mr. Wolong's mouth to tell me—to use fire as an attack!