Defeat was like a landslide. Once a battle between armies was defeated, the speed of death was absolutely unimaginable.
Before Deng Mao's death, the Yellow Turban Army had lost almost four thousand men.
With Deng Mao's death, the Yellow Turban Army was in complete chaos. Pei Yuanqing and the White Robes Army chased after them crazily. These six thousand Yellow Turban soldiers were either smashed to death by Pei Yuanqing's twin hammers, pierced by the White Robes Army's long spears, or even worse, trampled to death by their own people.
At this moment, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and the 500 cavalry arrived. Liu Bei and the others, who had wanted to pick up the loot, were stunned by the scene before them.
Corpses littered the ground as far as the naked eye could see, and fresh blood almost formed a small stream.
"This…you haven't even left the city for two hours. How did you do it?”
Liu Bei did not want to believe that all of this was Lin Chuan's doing. He was still looking around, thinking that Lin Chuan was lucky to have encountered reinforcements from the Imperial Court.
However, they were surrounded by plains, not even forests. If there were soldiers, they would definitely not be able to hide.
Then, there was only one possibility left. It was indeed Lin Chuan's White-robed Army and Pei Yuanqing who had killed all the Yellow Turban soldiers.
"This kid is so monstrous. He actually killed 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers in less than two hours.”
Zhang Fei looked at the corpse on the ground and muttered. When he came, he was still thinking about how to show off in front of Lin Chuan. Now, he was really slapped in the face.
"I'm sorry, Liu Bei, but your plan didn't work out. Moreover, you won't get any credit for killing Deng Mao's 10,000-strong vanguard.”
The distance from Zhuo County to here was less than ten miles, and the cavalry could arrive in less than an hour. However, Liu Bei took nearly an hour. Lin Chuan knew what he was planning.
"Er…Brother Lin, what are you saying? Bei…Bei was ordered by the prefect to come to your aid. I didn't expect Brother Lin to be so brave.”
Liu Bei felt both awkward and regretful. If he had known that the situation would be like this, he would not have played tricks. If he had rushed over earlier, he would have at least gotten a share of the loot.
Even if Liu Yan's memorial said that Liu Bei helped defeat the enemy, it would be fine. Now, not only did he lose his merit points, but Lin Chuan had also seen through his little plan. It would be difficult for him to explain it to Liu Yan when he returned.
"Oh right, Brother, I see that all of you are tired from seeing your white robes stained with blood. Why don't we let my second and third brothers lead people to help chase after those Yellow Turban remnants so that Brother's subordinates can avoid some trouble?”
Liu Bei looked at the white-robed army chasing after the Yellow Turban deserters in the distance. He had a plan in mind. If they didn't give him meat to eat, they would give him some soup to drink.
"Liu Bei, do you have any shame? I've never seen such a shameless person!”
Although Lin Chuan knew that Liu Bei was famous for being thick-skinned, he did not expect him to be this thick-skinned. He only had one or two thousand soldiers left, and he still wanted to share the credit.
"Don't worry, Brother Lin. When I return to Zhuo County, I will report the truth to the prefect. Brother Lin personally killed the thief leader Deng Mao, and Brother Pei and the White Robes Army wiped out ten thousand Yellow Turban soldiers.”
Liu Bei still wanted to say something, but Zou Jing angrily snatched the white paper away. Even someone like him could not stand Liu Da 'er's style.
At this point, Liu Bei knew that he would be wrong if he said anything more. He could only smile apologetically with a green face, hoping that they would not report that he had arrived at the battlefield two hours late. Otherwise, Liu Yan would not tolerate him.
After a while, Lin Chuan's system finally stopped giving out notifications. It seemed like they could call it a day.
Soon, Pei Yuanqing returned with the white-robed army.
"My lord, all ten thousand Yellow Turban soldiers have been killed.”
After Pei Yuanqing dismounted from his horse, he glared at Liu Bei and smashed his hammers heavily on the ground. No one was stupid. He could guess the reason why Liu Bei had appeared at this time.
"That's right, thank you for your hard work. How are the casualties of our brothers?”
This was Lin Chuan's biggest concern.
"Five dead, eight heavily injured, and sixteen lightly injured.”
After hearing this report, Liu Guan Zhang and the other two looked at each other in dismay. Ten thousand people had been wiped out, but they had only suffered less than thirty casualties. What a terrifying exchange rate! He only hated that his surname wasn't Liu in such a good unit.
Although the casualty rate was very low, Lin Chuan still felt heartache. He stood up and said to the white-robed soldier who was covered in blood,
"Brothers, you have worked hard. I, Lin Chuan, will never forget your contributions.”
Panting heavily, the white-robed soldiers dismounted from their horses, put down their spears, knelt on one knee, and bowed in response,"
"We are willing to sacrifice our lives for the lord!”
"By the way, my lord, this general seized 50,000 catties of grain from the logistics of the Yellow Turban Army. I've already asked my brothers to divide them into carriages to pull them.”
Pei Yuanqing suddenly recalled the discovery he had just made. Right now, what they lacked the most was grain.
"Fifty thousand jin? Hmm, not bad."
Lin Chuan patted Pei Yuanqing's shoulder, extremely satisfied with his performance in this battle.
50,000 jin of grain was not a small amount. In the future, he would have to leave Liu Yan's side sooner or later. At that time, these grains would be of great use.
When Liu Bei heard this news, he clenched his fists so tightly that they turned white. Heavens, heavens are not helping me, Liu Bei! If you give me 50,000 jin of rations, how many soldiers can I recruit? Damn it!
"Alright, brothers, come back to the city with me. I'll prepare the most sumptuous celebration banquet for you tonight!”
"Thank you, my lord! Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The soldiers were in high spirits as they followed Lin Chuan towards Zhuo County, leaving behind a cloud of dust for Liu Bei and the others.
"Big brother, let's…let's go back too.”
After staring blankly for half a day, Guan Yu felt a little disappointed. He knew that Liu Bei must be feeling very uncomfortable right now.
"That's right, Big Brother. What's there to be afraid of? There are millions of Yellow Turban bandits. Are you still worried that you won't have anywhere to kill them? Cheng Zhiyuan will be here soon. At that time, the mayor will still have to rely on us three brothers. Don't worry!”
Zhang Fei was a little rude, but his words were rough.
" Well, what Second Brother and Third Brother said makes sense. Oh right, go pick up some equipment from the Yellow Turban Army. We haven't found the military supplies for the five hundred brothers we brought. This way, we can go back and explain to the people below.”
"Alright, big brother. Don't worry, leave it to me.”
Under the setting sun, Lin Chuan and the others were in a great contrast to Liu Bei, who was picking up equipment. Unfortunately, other than Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, no one cared about what Liu Bei was thinking.
Even the 500 cavalrymen who had come with them were a little angry. If they had not deliberately delayed the opportunity, how could they have come here for nothing?
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