What kind of scene would it be if five thousand people charged into the formation of one hundred thousand people? It was like a drop of water in a bowl that would soon disappear without a trace. However, what would happen if five thousand wolves charged into a flock of one hundred thousand sheep? It was like a sharp knife cutting a cooked cow's hide.
This time, Zhang Fei was still in the lead. Zhao Yun was on the right, Guan Yu was on the left, and Zang Hong was at the back. The five brothers of the Zhang family each held a snake spear and charged towards the main tent of the Yellow Turban army, where the main force of the Yellow Turban army was located.
Zhang Fei killed his way through and shouted,"General Huangfu's 50,000 strong army has arrived. Lord Dong, open the city gates and attack from both sides!”Guan Yu shouted,"The vanguard unit has five thousand men. The army will be here soon!"”As soon as he finished speaking, flags were waved in the forest not far away. The drums were loud and dust billowed as if thousands of troops were charging over. When Dong Zhuo saw this, he immediately opened the city gates and ordered a deputy general to lead five thousand men and charge out. The momentum of the two armies soared, and they immediately pincered the Yellow Turban Middle Camp at the city gate.
Zhao Yun's eyes were sharp. She rode her white horse lightly and led 200 cavalrymen into the tent. A big man in the tent who was panicking didn't even have time to pick up his weapon before he was stabbed to the ground by Zhao Yun's silver spear. With another flick, the man's head was cut off and hung on the tip of the spear. After rushing out of the tent, he shouted," The leader of the bandits has been killed. Those who surrender will be spared. Those who resist will be killed without mercy!”The 200 cavalrymen behind him saw that Zhao Yun was unusually brave and their eyes turned red from killing. The long spears and sabers in their hands were constantly raised and swung down. They pulled them out and stabbed them. The 200 cavalrymen's armor had long been stained with blood, and their expressions were evil! When the Yellow Turban Right Army saw that the middle army was being robbed, they wanted to come up to rescue, but they didn't expect that their commander would be killed. Suddenly, the Yellow Turban soldiers under their command didn't listen to their orders and completely scattered. After the time it took to make a cup of tea, the middle army had been broken into pieces by Zhang Fei's men. At this moment, even though he had 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers, he was forced back ten miles by a mere 5,000. "General Huangfu's army has arrived!" Zang Hong shouted. Those who surrender will not be killed, but those who resist will die!" The shouts of killing in the forest became even louder. When the middle army was eaten, the men and horses on the two wings of the Yellow Turban army fled without even fighting. Those who walked slowly were ignored and killed by those who tried to escape. It was really a scene of wailing.
Zhang Fei's black armor could no longer be seen as armor. The sticky flesh stuck to the surface and was then covered by another layer of flesh. His black face was covered in the blood of the dead. He waved the spear in his hand and led the thousands of soldiers behind him to charge back and forth. This was perhaps the first person in the Han Dynasty to use infantry to kill! The strong soldiers each held a large knife in their hands. When they met a Yellow Turban soldier, they would slash. This might not even have the time to think. It was a very mechanical slash. Strength, courage, confidence in facing an enemy several times stronger than them, an oath to fight to the death, absolute confidence in Zhang Fei, and the fact that they hated the Yellow Turban soldiers in front of them! Along the way, they also saw the devastated land, the displaced people, and the vicious Yellow Turban leader! From the moment Zhang Fei gave the order to charge, they were all thinking about one thing. They might have been facing kind people in the past, but now they were bandits and traitors!
100,000! What a huge number! The moment Dong Zhuo was surrounded, he knew that it would be very difficult for him to hold on. Without reinforcements, he could only hold on for five days! Whether it was rations or morale, five days was already his limit. He was very afraid of death! And he was very afraid of death! However, he had his reasons for holding fast! Out of the 50,000 Liangzhou heroes he brought out, 30,000 of them had already been buried in a foreign land! Liangzhou was very desolate. People often said that Liangzhou had 400,000 people, but they didn't know how far-fetched that 400,000 was. As long as the Qiang, Xiongnu, and Han people were willing to support the Han Dynasty, they could settle down in Liangzhou. The 400,000 Liangzhou citizens were just a helpless joke. Now, he had to place his last hope on the reinforcements that might not even exist. Otherwise, even if he died, he would not be able to face the affirmative gazes of the people of Liangzhou who were wearing tattered clothes and shoes when they sent their sons and brothers on their way.
"Lord Dong!" The people of Liangzhou, be it the Qiang people or the Xiongnu, all called him that. He was not the assassination envoy of Liangzhou, nor was he the prefect. He was just a general in the army. The class that the scholar-officials of the imperial court always looked down on was the boorish men in the army. He was the kind of person who was looked down upon. However, he had to take responsibility for his name. Ever since the northwest was pacified, the people of Liangzhou knew that Lord Dong was very powerful and took good care of the people of Liangzhou. However, a few days ago, Dong Zhuo had almost lost all hope, but he still had to lie to his subordinates every day and say that reinforcements would arrive soon. But today, reinforcements had really appeared. The leader was the bravest person Dong Zhuo had ever seen. He was riding a large black horse, holding a pitch-black Snake Spear. He was dressed in black armor and his tanned face was like a god as he shuttled through the Yellow Turban bandits. It was unknown how many people he had killed. However, it seemed that he was still not satisfied. He bared his snow-white teeth, and his curly beard was also stained with the enemy's flesh and blood. He glared angrily at the Yellow Turban bandits who were charging at him from all directions. A loud shout! It was just a loud shout! None of the surrounding Yellow Turban thieves dared to step forward. In that instant, in a breath, the surrounding Yellow Turban thieves fell into a pool of blood.
"Kill them!" Zhang Fei shouted loudly, raising his Snake Spear high and glaring at the soldiers in front of him. The blood of the soldiers behind him surged, and they completely forgot about their exhausted bodies. They fiercely fought with the enemies in front of them. Bloodlust! A man's blood! The reason for the battle? What was the reason for the battle? At that moment, the five thousand peaceful men had already forgotten the reason why they were fighting. All they knew was that the general in black armor in front of them was asking them to kill him! His name was Zhang Fei! He was the most capable man they had ever seen! Failure, pain, suffering, and nightmares were not for them, but for their enemies!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The heroic roars of five thousand people, the conviction of five thousand people, for the first time, gathered together so strongly. Killing was a simple and not complicated matter. However, why did he kill? In the past, they needed to know why they were killing, but now, they didn't need to. If the general wanted them to kill, they would kill! If the general wanted them not to kill, they would not kill!
Dong Zhuo saw this extraordinary army and asked Li Su beside him,"Who are they?" Li Su looked at it for a long time, then shook his head and said,"It's not the Han Dynasty's army!”Dong Zhuo heard this strange answer and looked ahead for a long time before asking,"Has the siege been lifted?" "Yes," Li Su replied calmly.”
"Yes." Dong Zhuo said softly. His fat body shook as he muttered,"I can finally go home." At that moment, Li Su returned to his room and burst into tears. From the very beginning, they knew that it was not Huangfu Song's army that had come, but they still attacked for the last glimmer of hope. Now that victory had come so suddenly, it was so heartbreaking. He had always thought that the Imperial Court had given up on them. In reality, the imperial court had indeed given up on them, but where did the army in front of them come from?
"I, Sheng, Feng, Chaos, World! Wash away all the dust!”Zhang Fei slowly put down the Snake Lance. The sound pierced through the battlefield and entered Li Su's ears. Li Su was shocked and said,""Save the abandoned people of the world!" The battle was over. Yes, it was over. Corpses were densely packed on the ground, and sabers and spears were erected on the motionless corpses. A ray of sunlight shone on the bloody battlefield, making the scene even redder.
"The sun has already set." Guan Yu gently stroked his beautiful beard, which he had grown for a few months. He was not as wild as Zhang Fei, nor was he as elegant as Zhao Yun. He only knew that the Yellow Turbans blocking his way should die. Therefore, the cold light of the Moon Concealment Blade appeared. The head and the corpse were the answers of the blade. Blood and souls were the desires of the blade. The horse was already tired and was panting heavily, but the person was not tired. "It's time to change to a good horse." Guan Yu patted the horse that was almost exhausted, then jumped down and led the horse towards Zhang Fei.
"Go deal with those Yellow Turban soldiers who surrendered.”Zhang Fei said to Zhang Feng and Zhang Ping who were behind him. The two of them exchanged a look and didn't say anything. Then, they went to deal with the surrendered prisoners with Zang Hong.
" Brother Fei..." Zhang Ji called Zhang Fei softly.
"What is it?"
"Time to go in."
"Oh, I know." Zhang Fei took a deep breath and asked Zhang Ji,""Everyone is very brave today, right, Ah Ji?”
"Yes."
"Why?"
"What do you mean why?"
"Why are you so brave?”
"I don't know. It's because of you. Anyway, it's because of you.”
"Because of me?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I know." Zhang Fei's face darkened as he said to Zhang Ji,""Let's go in. Everyone is tired."
After entering the city, they did not count the results of the battle. Everyone was busy with one thing: sleep! Everyone was tired. Indeed, they were very tired. Perhaps they would not be so tired in the future, but today was really tiring. Without even eating, the thousands of people fell asleep under the eaves of the houses on the streets of the city. At night, it rained. It was a light rain. The tired people did not feel the coolness. They slept soundly and did not have nightmares.
The next morning, Zang Hong followed Zhang Fei's instructions and started cooking. The rain did not affect the soldiers 'mood. Everyone ate very well. Everyone smiled as they ate their breakfast after their first victory. Although they were eating coarse grains and fine vegetables as usual, they were very happy.
"My lord!" "My lord!" "My lord!" The sound was endless. Seeing Zhang Fei walking among the soldiers, everyone stopped eating and looked at Zhang Fei, bowing to him. Zhang Fei waved his hand and motioned for them to continue eating. Zhang Fei picked up a lump of pickled vegetables and chewed it. He rarely ate coarse grains, but it was not that he did not eat coarse grains.
"My lord! This is not your food. Your breakfast has already been brought over.”Zang Hong said to Zhang Fei.
"Go get it." Zhang Fei said softly. Zang Hong took it over. It was a piece of meat, a piece of horse meat, because a horse had died in battle yesterday.
"Do you have more?" Zhang Fei asked. Zang Hong didn't know what Zhang Fei wanted to do and said,"There's more."
"Let's split up." Zhang Fei said calmly.
"But! "Sir…" Zang Hong wanted to say something, but he still did as Zhang Fei said. More than 200 soldiers had died yesterday, and many of the people present today had lost their arms and were seriously injured. The meat of a horse was not enough to share, but each person still had a little bit, a piece of meat.
"Soldiers!" Zhang Fei stood up and said loudly. The soldiers all looked at him. Zhang Fei said,"Yesterday…we won. More than 200 of our brothers died.”At this point, some people had tears in their eyes. "We are still alive today, and we have to continue living. The piece of meat in front of you is the meat of a warhorse from yesterday. I personally object to eating the meat of warhorses, because they won yesterday. But…I'll make an exception today. When we return to Anping, I'll treat everyone to good meat and good wine. Today…we ate the horse meat in front of us for three reasons. First, to celebrate our great victory. Second, for our fallen brothers. Third, for those of us who survived to continue living. Please!"
"Sir, please!" Thousands of people said in unison. Guan Yu stared at Zhang Fei in a daze. After a long silence, he swallowed the horse meat in his hand.
"What did he say in the end?" Dong Zhuo asked Li Su.
"He said it was to survive." Li Su said seriously.
Survive? Dong Zhuo thought to himself. This was a simple but sufficient reason.
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