Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 15 Forced Taunting
  In Li Ji's view, the average moral standard of this era is too high compared to later generations.

Calling the other party unkind, unfaithful, and unfilial can anger the other party to death. Even Zhuge Liang's method of trying to anger Sima Yi was just to give away women's clothes.

If he were Li Ji's former roommate, if he gave him women's clothes, he would only be ecstatic.

Therefore, the use of Zu An's language is nothing less than forced ridicule in this era, especially when Zhang Fei uses such a loud voice, it is forced ridicule within the force.

What made Li Ji slightly emotional was the part deduced in the "strategy simulator".

[Under your instructions, Zhang Fei's "Zu'an Quotations" spread for miles, which not only completely angered Cheng Yuanzhi, but also invisibly opened the door to the collapse of rituals and music.

Since then, Zhang Fei has gone from resisting to understanding "Zu'an Quotations", to integrating into it, and then to carrying it forward!

Whenever Zhang Fei opened his mouth on the battlefield, he would always say "Zu'an's Quotations", forcing him to taunt the enemy generals, and the swearing and fighting on the battlefield would become more and more dirty, and the etiquette and music of the Spring and Autumn Period would no longer be the same. 】

It is precisely because of this that Li Ji knows very well that Zhang Fei will be the person who attracts the most hatred in the entire era. He is deeply afraid that Zhang Fei will tell the truth one day and ruin Li Ji's reputation for gentleness and elegance.

Looking at Liu Bei's still worried look, Li Ji spoke calmly and confidently.

"Brother Xuande, just wait patiently, Yide will definitely complete the mission."

……

"Bang bang bang!"

After a moment of dead silence in the Yellow Turban camp, it soon seemed like a complete riot. The entire Yellow Turban thief headquarters rushed out at Cheng Yuanzhi's order and rushed towards Zhang Fei.

The first person to bear the brunt was Cheng Yuanzhi, who was riding a black horse with disheveled hair and holding a long-handled sword. He led hundreds of yellow scarf warriors on horseback and rushed towards Zhang Fei.

"Thief, don't leave. If I don't kill you, I swear I won't be a human being!"

Cheng Yuanzhi's eyes were red and he roared at Zhang Fei almost like crazy.

But compared to Cheng Yuanzhi's voice, Zhang Fei's loud voice sounded like thunder, making laughter that echoed for miles.

"Hahahaha, what's the matter? You, the traitor, can't wait to make me your stepfather? What a pity, what a shame, you are a despicable traitor, and you are not worthy of inheriting my surname, so I will leave."

In an instant, Cheng Yuanzhi's eyes were red as if they were bleeding. While roaring to vent his anger, he wildly beat his usually beloved horse and chased crazily in the direction of Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei saw that Cheng Yuanzhi and the Yellow Turban Warriors had rushed out of the camp, and he hurriedly said something in a low voice.

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw."

Immediately, Zhang Fei pulled the reins and led Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry to retreat towards the Juma River.

"Don't leave! Don't leave!!!"

"You, this thief, stay with me!"

"If I don't kill you, how can I be a son of man?"

……

Cheng Yuanzhi's incompetent and furious voice kept ringing behind Zhang Fei, only to be met with ridicule from Zhang Fei from time to time.

"You are a filial son, and you came here to see your stepfather off, so you have to work harder. If you can catch up with your stepfather and kneel on the ground to lick his shoes, your stepfather will consider treating you mother and son better in the future."

Coupled with the bursts of laughter and echoes from Yanyun's eighteen riders, Cheng Yuanzhi's anger could be said to have risen again and again, almost to the point of complete insanity.

Among the Han people who governed the country with filial piety, filial piety was also given priority among the people. There may be many unfaithful and unjust people, but there are few unfilial sons.

And almost every time Zhang Fei spoke, he went directly to the Huanglong place that Cheng Yuanzhi cherished, moving left and right, entering and exiting seven times in a row.

Whether it was for personal honor, disgrace or dignity in the future, Cheng Yuanzhi had absolutely no reason to let Zhang Fei go at this moment.

That is to say, Cheng Yuanzhi doesn't have a smart watch, otherwise he would definitely see that his blood pressure is breaking new heights again and again, so that Cheng Yuanzhi's whole body has become red and warm to the point where it is even more exaggerated than Guan Yu's skin color.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill!!"

"Kill, kill, kill!!!"

At this moment, Cheng Yuanzhi's brain could hardly accommodate any other thoughts. He stared at Zhang Fei's back with cracked eyes, thinking that he must deal with this!

Suddenly, Yan Yun Shiba led by Zhang Fei galloped forward, while Cheng Yuanzhi led hundreds of yellow scarf warriors in pursuit.

Then Deng Mao led about five thousand Yellow Turban thieves, and finally the Yellow Turban crowd, mainly old, weak, women and children, was driven away by thousands of Yellow Turban thieves.

However, as time goes by, different groups move at different speeds, and the distance between them continues to widen.

There is no doubt that the two-legged ones cannot outrun the four-legged ones. The Yellow Turbans, who are mainly old, weak, women and children, are also losing touch with the Yellow Turban thief headquarters at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This made Deng Mao, who noticed this situation, look a little more dignified and hesitant.

Unlike Cheng Yuanzhi, who was just a bandit and became the commander-in-chief of this field purely by virtue of his bravery, Deng Mao had also read military books even though he came from a poor family.

The current disconnected situation among the Yellow Turbans is undoubtedly quite dangerous.

As long as five thousand elite soldiers are needed to stop them, the Yellow Turbans, which number up to about 60,000, can lose sight of each other and fall into complete chaos and collapse.

but……

Deng Mao looked around the surrounding terrain. He was in an unobstructed plain area and there was no area where troops could hide.

What's more important is that most of the county soldiers in Zhuo County are concentrated in the city of Zhuo County, and Deng Mao has secretly sent dozens of agents to infiltrate Zhuo County. Once there is any large-scale movement of the soldiers in Zhuo County, , absolutely cannot be concealed from careful work.

However, the number of soldiers and horses that Zhuo County has left the city in recent days is only two thousand led by the first governor Cao Cao, which is not enough to cause trouble.

At this thought, Deng Mao's initially uneasy heart quickly calmed down, and he urged the Yellow Turban Thief Headquarters to follow Cheng Yuanzhi as quickly as possible.

At present, in Deng Mao's view, the biggest hidden danger is that Zhang Fei is deliberately luring the enemy and putting Cheng Yuanzhi, his commander-in-chief, in danger.

Therefore, Deng Mao, who knew that he could not persuade Cheng Yuanzhi, could only keep urging his troops to catch up with Cheng Yuanzhi quickly.

As the sun unknowingly reached the top of the head, Zhang Fei and Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry were driven to a river in a panic as Cheng Yuanzhi chased them all the way.

Just seeing hundreds of yellow scarf warriors led by Cheng Yuanzhi coming behind them to block the retreat, Zhang Fei and Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry seemed to have no choice but to ride their horses and wade across the river.

The river is so deep that it almost submerges the horse's legs.

Therefore, even though Zhang Fei and Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry almost constantly urged their horses with their whips, by the time Cheng Yuanzhi and the Yellow Turban Warriors arrived at the Juma River, Zhang Fei and Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry had only crossed half of the river. of river.

When Cheng Yuanzhi saw this, he spoke with a trace of cruelty and pleasure on his face. "Thief, when I catch up with you, you will know what cruelty is!"

"Chase!!"

Cheng Yuanzhi led the horseback across the river without any hesitation, chasing Zhang Fei and others who seemed to be close at hand.

At this moment, Cheng Yuanzhi could clearly see the panic on Zhang Fei's face who was fifty or sixty meters ahead, and Zhang Fei's movements of beating the horse became more and more rapid.

The pleasure of imminent revenge made Cheng Yuanzhi so excited that it was unspeakable, especially when the cold river water surged, and he shivered uncontrollably several times.

"Thief, do you think you can still escape? Even if you cross the river, the river beach on the other side of the river, apart from cliffs, is a dense forest that is difficult for war horses to pass."

"Ah hahaha, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now and call me grandpa a few times, maybe I will let you suffer less pain before dying."

Cheng Yuanzhi shouted excitedly.

In response to Cheng Yuanzhi, apart from Zhang Feiyue's whip urging the horse, it was the tone that still made Cheng Yuanzhi's anger rise unconsciously.

"You really are hysterical, you rebellious son? You are my son and grandpa's son. Have you forgotten that you want to be my son? I don't even want to accept you."

"I'm so angry!"

Cheng Yuanzhi shouted through gritted teeth, but he could only watch helplessly as Zhang Fei and Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry rushed onto the river beach first, and then headed towards the dense forest.

The extremely angry Cheng Yuanzhi knew that he could not defeat Zhang Fei, so he could only angrily scold the hundreds of yellow scarf warriors following behind him.

"Hurry up, I! If you let Zhang Fei escape today, I will skin you all and turn them into grass!"

When Cheng Yuanzhi and the Yellow Turban Warriors landed on the river beach one after another, Zhang Fei and Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry were almost reaching the edge of the dense forest.

Just when Cheng Yuanzhi was impatiently heading in the direction of Zhang Fei, fearing that Zhang Fei would abandon his horse and go deep into the dense forest, completely losing sight of Zhang Fei.

However, Zhang Fei and Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders suddenly stopped and turned their horses' heads in unison.

"Deng Deng Deng~"

The next moment, the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground sounded from the dense forest behind Zhang Fei, and figures slowly emerged from the dense forest.

In this seemingly ambushed situation, Cheng Yuanzhi stopped for the first time and looked solemnly towards the dense forest where countless soldiers and horses seemed to be hidden.

However, when Cheng Yuanzhi saw the cavalry appearing behind Zhang Fei, only a few hundred in the end, he couldn't help but let out a burst of disdainful laughter.

"Hahaha, I thought that there were thousands of troops in the ambush, but I didn't expect that it was only this little! If your trump card is this level, then you can die here."

"Who died here is unknown!"

Zhang Fei pointed the Zhangba snake spear in his hand towards Cheng Yuanzhi and shouted. "Today, I will kill you, this dog-like rebellious son, here for the sake of the people of Zhuo County."

"How can a mere unknown person know the name of Taiping Dao Cheng Yuanzhi? I am recognized as a hundred-man enemy in Taiping Dao. You, a mere hundred people, have never been able to make the long-handled sword in my hand drink full of blood."

Cheng Yuanzhi shouted angrily. "Today, I will let you, a thief who speaks without restraint and knows no bounds, to know my name, Cheng Yuanzhi, and to apologize with my life!"

"Kill me!"

The next moment, on this relatively wide river beach, two hundred cavalrymen faced each other and started fighting.

There is a dense forest in front and a river in the back!
  In a sense, this is undoubtedly a fighting arena with no retreat!

Among them, Zhang Fei and Cheng Yuanzhi directly chose to fight head-on.

"clang!"

The collision between the long-handled sword and the eight-foot-long snake spear caused bursts of sparks to strike.

Among them, Cheng Yuanzhi's expression changed slightly, and he felt a huge force that made him almost unable to hold the long-handled sword in his hand.

'How could this nameless and shameless thief be so brave? '

Immediately, when Cheng Yuanzhi saw Zhang Fei's expression changed, he was convinced. He expected that the strength of both sides should be evenly matched, and my battle experience would be far better than Zhang Fei's. I have the advantage!

However, what Cheng Yuanzhi didn't know was that Zhang Fei's slightly changed expression was more because he was surprised that Cheng Yuanzhi's strength was so small.

Zhang Fei only exerted 30% of his strength and almost knocked Cheng Yuanzhi's weapon away.

'Could it be that Cheng Yuanzhi is not good at force? '

Zhang Fei couldn't understand that Cheng Yuanzhi, who led tens of thousands of people in the Yellow Turbans, was so weak.

What made Zhang Fei even more embarrassed was that what was written in Mr. Zikun's brochure was that Zhang Fei would fake defeat no matter what.

This puts Zhang Fei in a bit of a dilemma!
  In addition, at this moment, the collision between the Hundred Cavalry led by Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry and the Yellow Turban Warriors resulted in the Hundred Cavalry led by Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry being suppressed almost instantly.

Different from ordinary Yellow Turban thieves, the so-called Yellow Turban Warriors are fanatical believers who have been blessed by a great sage and mentor in name. They firmly believe that after death, their souls will ascend to the world of Huangtian Datong. They can be said to be crazy when fighting, and they are not afraid of life and death. !

As for Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry and the Hundred Cavalry led by them, they were actually just local warriors who had recently joined the rebel army.

Even though there are many good knights in the land of Youyan, the cavalry without real training can only fight based on their own strength. There is a clear difference in combat power with fanatic believers like the Yellow Turban Warriors.

Seeing the cavalry being killed by the Yellow Turban warriors one by one, Zhang Fei was so angry that he simply swung his snake spear to block Cheng Yuanzhi, then slapped his horse and rushed towards the area where the Yellow Turban warriors were the densest.

With one sweep of Zhangba's snake spear, the heads of six or seven yellow scarf warriors flew up, and then they turned back to block Cheng Yuanzhi who was following closely.

Subsequently, Zhang Fei relied on his bravery that was far superior to Cheng Yuanzhi. On the surface, he fought with Cheng Yuanzhi in a deadlock, but in fact, whenever yellow scarf warriors gathered to charge into the battle, he would definitely look for opportunities to get rid of Cheng Yuanzhi and quickly kill him. A batch of Yellow Turban warriors dropped.

And in this small-scale battle of a hundred people, a powerful general like Zhang Fei with ten thousand enemies can undoubtedly influence the outcome with a final say.

However, Cheng Yuanzhi, who was driven by anger and became red-eyed, did not realize this fact at all. He thought that every time Zhang Fei tried to escape, he was blocked by the Yellow Turban Warriors.

Unknowingly, before Cheng Yuanzhi could recover, hundreds of yellow scarf warriors had been killed, and more than half of the hundred knights led by Yan Yun's Eighteen Cavalry had also been killed.

The strong smell of blood poured into Cheng Yuanzhi's nasal cavity, causing Cheng Yuanzhi to wake up suddenly, and then he realized that he was surrounded.

Just when Cheng Yuanzhi's anger was still lingering, he couldn't help but feel a hint of fear.

"Qu Shuai, Deng Mao is here!"

On the opposite side of the Juma River, Deng Mao led five thousand yellow scarf thieves in a hurry. Seeing that Cheng Yuanzhi had been surrounded, he shouted angrily.

(End of this chapter)