Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 18 The last straw that broke the Yellow Turban crowd

If a reporter traveled to the late Han Dynasty to interview people, and asked him if he was happy?

It is estimated that nine out of ten people will ask with concern: Your mother is sick, and a filial son should return home as soon as possible to serve his parents.

The implication is that if your mother was not sick, she would never have given birth to a thing like you asking such a question. Since your mother is sick, why not go home quickly to avoid being embarrassed outside alone.

Not to mention the continuous natural disasters in the late Han Dynasty and the rampant thieves and bandits in various places, which intensified the annexation of land by powerful families. Even the imperial court was extremely corrupt, and officials and titles were sold at public prices.

Even if the official positions sold in the Sales of Officials and Titles are not real positions of power at first, many things are like breaking through from zero to one. As long as an opening is opened, the degree of development will often exceed the original imagination.

Nowadays, even if some officials do not directly pay money to buy their official positions, they still need to make up for the money after they are awarded official positions.

And most of the officials who paid money to become officials will naturally want to take it from the people and use it for themselves.

In other words, the Han Dynasty was so skinny that its camels were bigger than horses, and it still maintained its strong suppression of foreigners, and countless civilians had a sense of Han pride that was almost rooted in their bones. Otherwise, the entire Han Dynasty would have completely collapsed.

But even so, the Taiping Road that triggered the "Yellow Turban Rebellion" was undoubtedly a product born out of the misery of the people at the bottom.

Therefore, even though the more than 50,000 Yellow Turbans in front of Liu Bei are common people who have been coerced to join recently, they still have suspicion and resentment towards the imperial court in their hearts.

Moreover, the Taiping Dao Ming maintains the "promoting peace", and as long as it is wrapped in the yellow scarf, at least a little basic food and clothing will be maintained every day.

This little bit of basic food and clothing is hope for many people.

Even though they were wrapped up in the yellow scarf along the way, and every day a large number of old, weak, women and children fell behind due to lack of physical strength and could never wake up from their sleep, there was still a glimmer of hope that supported them.

Deng Mao's slogan of sending Yellow Turban warriors to confuse people everywhere was not clever, but it was enough to inspire a considerable number of Yellow Turban people, and gradually began to trigger a riot.

A riot that Liu Bei could not quell with less than two thousand soldiers.

Seeing that something was not right about the situation of the Yellow Turbans, although Liu Bei tried to appease the Yellow Turbans in various ways, either with promises or threats, it still had little effect until Liu Bei was so anxious that dense beads of sweat were oozing out from his forehead. .

Under the instigation of the remaining Yellow Turban thieves who were mixed with the Yellow Turban crowd, the Yellow Turban crowd swarming in the river beach already had a clear tendency to riot.

Some began to attack Liu Bei's troops with sticks, bricks, and hoes, while others began to break up and flee, heading towards the Juma River behind them, intending to cross the river and escape.

Among the large number of Yellow Turbans who began to flee across the river, Deng Mao was among them, and he was even one of the leaders.

As long as he pulled off the yellow scarf on his forehead and took off his leather armor, except for a spear in his hand, Deng Mao looked no different from other people crossing the river.

"Humph!"

Deng Mao turned his head and glanced at the visible chaos on the river beach, and sneered in his heart.

It is not so easy to control these more than 50,000 people.

However, Deng Mao had no intention of harming these people. He just told the facts to remind the people.

In the style of the imperial court, these common people who were labeled as Yellow Turbans when they were coerced would only become military exploits in the hands of many generals and officials.

Therefore, when Deng Mao understood that he was no longer able to control the Yellow Turbans, he also hoped that with the help of this riot, he might not only be able to bite the imperial troops hard, but also allow some of the Yellow Turbans to take the opportunity to escape.

However, when Deng Mao thought about his situation, he couldn't help but sigh deeply when he was in the cold river, feeling deeply ashamed of his kindness to the great virtuous teacher.

Back then, because he offended a minor official, he was put into a cell for being raped, and suffered humiliation and torture. He thought he could only die in despair and resentment, but in the end, the great virtuous teacher who heard about this incident used his connections to put him in jail. Deng Mao was rescued.

It is precisely because of this that Deng Mao vowed to follow the great virtuous master to repay his great kindness. Unexpectedly, he was appointed by the great virtuous master as the deputy commander of the army to attack Youzhou, but he did not want to be defeated in Zhuojun.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horse hooves woke up Deng Mao.

Where did the sound of horse hooves come from? !

Deng Mao was startled. He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound of horse hoofbeats. He saw the Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry led by Zhang Fei.

'This is the direction Zhang Fei came from? ! '

Suddenly, Deng Mao thought of something. His eyes suddenly widened and he felt like vomiting blood. This was even more serious than hearing the news of Cheng Yuanzhi's death.

And Zhang Fei's thunderous voice also echoed in the river beach at this time.

"Brother, following Mr. Zikun's instructions, I raided the Yellow Turban Army's baggage in the rear and killed all the three hundred Yellow Turban thieves escorting the grain and grass. There is a lot of white corn, enough for us to eat for three to five years."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Bei was so surprised that he was stunned on the spot.

Previously, Liu Bei only knew that Zhang Fei had faked defeat and led his cavalry to retreat into the dense forest. He thought that Zhang Fei would join Guan Yu and ambush Cheng Yuanzhi, but he did not expect that Zhang Fei would actually attack the Yellow Turban Army's baggage.

Immediately, Liu Bei recalled the topographic map of Daxing Mountain that was already engraved in his mind, and he understood that Zhang Fei's specific route must be to retreat into the dense forest, and then leave directly on the other side of the dense forest.

Immediately afterwards, relying on the terrain advantages of the plain area, the cavalry led by Zhang Fei could maximize their speed advantage, and then have the opportunity to circle to the rear of the Yellow Turban Army.

And because the Yellow Turban Army continued to march in a hurry, the baggage that should have been protected by the Yellow Turban thieves and the Yellow Turban crowd was completely exposed to the rear.

Without the protection of a large army, as long as the cavalry led by Zhang Fei found the three hundred yellow scarf thieves escorting the baggage in the plains, it would only take two or three charges to completely wipe out the enemy troops, and they would not even have a chance to escape in the plains. No.

"Good good!!!"

Liu Bei's face turned red and he said hello excitedly. He was not only praising Zhang Fei, but also praising Li Ji who had arranged all this behind the scenes.

Lure the enemy into ambush, attack with fire and cut off water, cut off front and rear, attack baggage...

It can be said that Li Ji's series of arrangements were so perfect that Liu Bei didn't know how to find fault. It really maximized the advantages of Liu Bei's only two thousand soldiers and Daxing Mountain and Juma River.

And the Yellow Turbans, who were about to completely riot, fell into complete silence at this moment.

Food and grass are everything!
  Especially for these hungry Yellow Turbans, no one knows better than them the despair and pain of being hungry.

Resistance seems to have become a joke.

Even if they kill all the soldiers in front of them, once there is no food, these Yellow Turbans who have lost their land and are being carried away will not survive long.

Similarly, Liu Bei also took this opportunity to raise his sword and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, I am Liu Bei and Liu Xuande, the descendant of King Jing of Zhongshan and a clan member of the Han Dynasty. As long as you surrender, I will swear by my ancestors that I will never let you go hungry."

There is no word that can enter the hearts of these Yellow Turbans more easily than this simple sentence.

"I wish to surrender."

"Sir, spare my life."

"Please, sir, give me a way to survive."

……

Amidst the shouts, the more than 50,000 Yellow Turbans finally gave up the idea of ​​resisting one after another.

This made Liu Bei breathe a sigh of relief, fearing that these people had really rioted just now.

Not to mention whether Liu Bei's soldiers could withstand the impact of these rioting people, Liu Bei was not willing to put a butcher's knife on the necks of those old, weak, women and children. Zhang Fei watched as the situation on the riverbank gradually calmed down, and then he turned his attention to the Yellow Turbans who were soaking in the Juma River and preparing to escape, and shouted.

"Return it all to me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

With his thunderous voice, coupled with Zhang Fei's appearance like a leopard's head with ringed eyes and a tiger's beard, he was able to calm down a large number of Yellow Turbans with ease.

Furthermore, even if Zhang Fei only led Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry to the bank of the Juma River, relying on the speed of the horses, it would be enough to intercept the Yellow Turbans trying to get ashore from the river like whack-a-mole.

Therefore, the Yellow Turbans who were soaking in the Juma River could only slowly retreat to the river beach under Zhang Fei's gaze.

It is precisely by relying on this Juma River to block the retreat that Zhang Fei can easily block the Yellow Turbans. Otherwise, no matter how fast the horses are, if the Yellow Turbans disperse in a hurry, they will still be in the way. Can't live.

However, Deng Mao did not retreat, but swam slowly towards the shore.

When Deng Mao came ashore, Zhang Fei had already appeared in front of him. He put the Zhangba snake spear on Deng Mao's shoulder and shouted.

"Go back. Otherwise, die!"

"Humph!"

Deng Mao snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"If you die, you will die. What are you afraid of? The great virtuous master has been very kind to me. I wanted to use my broken body to bring the baggage back to Jizhou and hand it over to the great virtuous master. Unexpectedly, the food and grass have fallen into your hands. I also I no longer have the face to return to Jizhou to meet the great virtuous teacher."

"Ok?"

Zhang Fei looked Deng Mao up and down, noticed the spear in his hand, and said. "It seems that you are also a figure among the Yellow Turban Thieves?"

Deng Mao held his head high and said proudly. "I am Deng Mao, the deputy canal commander of Taiping Road!"

"It's quite a big fish."

Zhang Fei grinned and moved away the Zhangba snake spear that was resting on Deng Mao's shoulder.

"What do you mean?" Deng Mao asked after seeing this.

"Seeing that you are a kind-hearted man, I will give you a chance."

Zhang Fei said, and then motioned to a Yanyun Eighteen Cavalryman behind him to hand over his horse to Deng Mao.

"it is good!"

Deng Mao got on his horse, raised his spear and said. "You Yan people are interesting, but I won't hold back."

This scene of a solo duel also attracted the attention of everyone on the beach across the Juma River.

Guan Yu frowned slightly and said. "Third brother, this is inappropriate. Why is it so?"

Liu Bei thought for a while and said.

"Perhaps the third brother feels aggrieved because of the fraud, so he still has the desire to fight in his heart; or perhaps he deliberately confronts Deng Mao, who is the deputy commander, and if he can win, he will be a great deterrent to the Yellow Turbans. , so that they don’t dare to cause chaos.”

After a pause, Liu Bei couldn't help but asked with concern. "Yun Chang, from your perspective, how does Deng Mao's martial arts compare to yours? Is Yide confident?"

"Chickens and dogs are vulnerable."

Guan Yu said proudly, making Liu Bei completely relieved.

While Liu Bei was talking with Guan Yu, Deng Mao took the lead and rushed towards Zhang Fei, pointing the spear in his hand directly at the vital part of Zhang Fei's neck.

"Well done!"

Zhang Fei shouted, and also clamped his legs together, causing the mount under his crotch to move instantly.

For a moment, the two war horses approached each other rapidly, and everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but widen their eyes and watch nervously.

Until, when the horses of both sides were about to meet, the weapons of Zhang Fei and Deng Mao collided, and then the spear flew away instantly, spinning and falling into the Juma River.

The Zhangba Snake Spear pierced Deng Mao's chest, taking Deng Mao off his horse and completely hanging on the Zhangba Snake Spear.

And Zhang Fei actually held the Zhangba Snake Spear with Deng Mao hanging on it with just one hand, and he seemed to be in an effortless state.

This incredible bravery shocked countless Yellow Turbans, and even Li Ji, who was on the hillside in the distance, was startled.

This even gave Li Ji a somewhat outrageous idea.

With Zhang Fei's brute strength, it seems that he can carry Guan Yu and let Guan Yu sit on Zhang Fei's shoulders to fight together...

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu combined, wouldn't they be invincible in the world, and could even defeat Lu Bu, who was known as the strongest in the late Han Dynasty?
  The red rabbit among the horses?

No matter what level of mount there is, it is impossible to compare with Zhang Fei, who was riding a horse in person.

Deng Mao, who was stabbed to the core, obviously felt that his life was passing away rapidly. When he was dying, he spoke to Zhang Fei.

"I hope Liu Xuande won't break his promise."

"Don't worry about this. My eldest brother is a clan member of the Han Dynasty. How could he do something like breaking his promise and getting rich?" Zhang Fei replied, patting his chest.

When Deng Mao heard this, a smile appeared on his face with difficulty, and then he shouted.

"Great sage and good teacher, if Deng Mao has an afterlife, he will repay his great kindness..."

Before Deng Mao could finish speaking, he was already furious on the spot.

Zhang Fei carefully placed Deng Mao's body on the ground and gave instructions. "It's good to have a good burial, but don't put up a tombstone."

A good burial was based on Zhang Fei's basic respect as a loyal person.

Not erecting a tombstone was because Zhang Fei, as a Zhuojun person, felt disgusted with such thieves who disturbed the peace of Zhuojun villagers and elders.

The Yellow Turban thieves do not deserve to have tombstones in the land of Youyan!

"Yes."

The Eighteen Yanyun Cavalrymen who followed Zhang Fei during this period had long respected Zhang Fei like a god, so they quickly responded. They divided the two of them and placed Deng Mao's body on the horse's back, preparing to find another one after the war. Opportunity for burial.

And Deng Mao's death was the last straw for the Yellow Turbans! ——
  PS: Yellow Turban Thief: A member who actually joined Taiping Dao;
  Yellow Turbans: The common people who are coerced by Taiping Dao can also be regarded as compulsory believers, but they have not yet truly joined Taiping Dao;

Yellow Turban Army: A collective term that includes Yellow Turban thieves and Yellow Turban soldiers.

Since the interior of the Yellow Turban itself is quite complex, we have deliberately adopted different titles to classify it to make it easier for you readers to read.

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