Zou Jing, the general of Zhuo County on the city wall, saw that Zhang Fei had killed Deng Mao with only one move, and his eyes lit up.
If there was such a general, Zhuo County might have some hope.
Zou Jing's face revealed a look of joy. When he looked at Liu Yu, Liu Yu actually still had the time to drink tea. He still had a carefree appearance.
Did he not see the battle situation while drinking tea? Zou Jing was puzzled and informed Liu Yu.
"Brother Liu, your subordinate Zhang Fei is so fierce that he actually stabbed Deng Mao under his horse with one move.”
"Yes!" Liu Yu looked at Zou Jing strangely.
Zhang Fei was a peerless general. How could a second-rate or third-rate general compare to him?
Zou Jing's expression was strange. Brother Liu actually replied with a calm 'mm'. He was indeed extraordinary.
It was as if this matter had long been within his expectations. Unknowingly, Zou Jing began to admire Liu Yu even more.
His gaze returned to the battlefield.
Zhang Fei was not afraid of the 10,000-strong vanguard army and chuckled.
"Is this the Yellow Turban Army?”
At this moment, Deng Mao, the general of the vanguard of the Yellow Turban Army, had already died under Zhang Fei's spear. The tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers were instantly in a state of panic.
No one answered the tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers. After a moment of silence, someone shouted.
"The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall be established!"
The originally scattered tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers gathered their morale once again and began to attack Zhuo County.
Zhang Fei was alone and did not take a single step back. From the open city gate behind him, a group of well-equipped cavalrymen clad in black armor stepped out.
It was the thousand black-armored cavalry!
The temperament of every soldier was incomparable to the bandits and refugees of the Yellow Turban Army.
Everyone stared at the one thousand black-armored cavalrymen with strange expressions. Anyone with eyes could tell that this cavalry was not simple.
"Where did this team come from? They look so powerful!”
Zou Jing's eyes lit up.
"This team is actually fully armed. Everyone has excellent equipment.”
"So these are the 1,000 soldiers he was referring to. They're too terrifying!”
Thinking of this, Zou Jing broke out in a cold sweat. He originally thought that these so-called elites were just local soldiers selected from the common people. Even if they had some strength, they had never been on the battlefield.
It was only when he saw the black-armored cavalry that Zou Jing realized that he had made a huge mistake.
Even the strongest soldiers of Youzhou were probably no match for them.
Staring at the 10,000 soldiers in front of him, Zhang Fei laughed loudly and said,"They're just a bunch of Yellow Turban thieves. Do you think a motley crew is worthy of fighting me?”
Zhang Fei pulled the reins and the horse neighed!
He led a thousand black-armored cavalry and faced the ten thousand Yellow Turban soldiers without fear.
These thousand black-armored cavalry were like tigers in a flock of sheep, each slash taking a life.
The battlefield under Zhuo County was soon stained with blood. After the death of the vanguard general of the Yellow Turban Army, Deng Mao, morale was low.
The 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers collapsed. After the first few people were killed, some of the Yellow Turban soldiers even began to avoid the battle.
After all, they were just a group of bandits and refugees who had not received strict training. They were probably not even comparable to some ordinary soldiers.
Countless Yellow Turban soldiers began to flee in all directions.
The one thousand black-armored cavalry were like merciless harvesting machines, wantonly slaughtering the Yellow Turban soldiers who were still resisting.
Halfway through the battle, some of the Yellow Turban soldiers even began to surrender!
Seeing that many people had actually begun to surrender, Zhang Fei roared.
"Surrender!"
As soon as he said that, it was like a fuse.
Countless Yellow Turban soldiers began to throw away their guns.
The blood on the ground had dyed the yellow soil. The so-called yellow sky was like a joke.
"Surrender!"
There was another roar. This time, it was like a soul-stirring roar. More people chose to surrender.
From the beginning when he saw others surrender, the Yellow Turban leader sneered.
"Do you really think I won't kill you just because you surrender?”
However, the reality was that when you put down your weapon and raised your hands, the cavalrymen dressed in dark armor would ignore you.
The expressions of the other Yellow Turban soldiers changed one after another." Why can others survive after throwing away their weapons, but I, a soldier who bravely resisted, have to face the invincible and terrifying cavalry?"
"I surrender!"
Another shout stirred the hearts and souls of all the Yellow Turban soldiers nearby.
"Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!" These two words lingered in the ears of countless Yellow Turban soldiers like a nightmare.
"As long as you surrender, you won't die.”
"Don't, don't kill me, I surrender!"
Only when he faced the cavalry in cold armor could he feel the fear in his heart.
These Yellow Turban soldiers were all mountain bandits and refugees. It was already very generous of them to have a weapon each.
Armor? Battle robes? These were all unimaginable things.
Most of the people who joined the Road of Peace were refugees without financial resources. Some were even mountain bandits and bandits who made a living by robbing.
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There were at least three chapters left today, and it was guaranteed that there would be at least ten chapters on the first day!
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