“操！”林峰骂了一句，感觉脑袋像是被生塞了一颗铅球，疼得他龇牙咧嘴。他咽了口唾沫，又咳了两次，眼睛眯成一条缝往周围看去。

四周一片狼藉，像是被蝗虫刮过一样。树木东倒西歪，断肢残臂随处可见，还挂着几片宦官特有的红巾。远处传来士兵的叫骂声和Halberd(长戟)碰撞声，偶尔有马匹受惊的嘶鸣。空气中弥漫着浓重的血腥味和焦糊味。“这他妈是哪？”他站起身，踉跄了几步，差点摔倒。

“将军！将军醒了！”一个满脸横肉的校尉快步跑来，唾沫星子几乎喷到他脸上，“您可算醒了！刚才曹贼那三十万大军压境，咱们这七千残兵可全靠您拼死断后！”

林峰这才注意到自己身上穿着一身破烂的铠甲，上面还挂着几点干涸的血迹。“三十万？曹贼？”他一脸懵逼，“不是吧？就我这三脚猫功夫，还能拖住曹操？”

校尉一脸崇拜：“将军神威盖世！刚才曹贼亲自擂鼓助战，都给您吓退了！”

林峰摸了摸下巴，这里头肯定有猫腻。“ Thirty thousand" is obviously bullshit. He's probably just trying to make me feel important. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, let's get down to business. Where are the enemy ranks now?"

"Over there!" The armored officer pointed towards the horizon, where a large army was approaching, dust swirling in the air.

"Lead the way, men!" Lin Feng said, hefting his spear. He ran towards the front lines, his heart pounding with anticipation. He had always wanted to see what a real battle looked like, now is the time.