Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 46 Night Attack
  When Guan Hai could see the Han army's camp in the distance, he did not rush to attack at night, but began to observe carefully.

Soon, Guan Hai noticed something was wrong.

Not only were there few soldiers guarding key points such as watchtowers throughout the camp, but even the number of patrolling soldiers within the camp was far from meeting the standards of a 5,000-man camp.

Empty village? !
  This idea suddenly appeared in Guan Hai's mind and he was shocked.

Afterwards, Guan Hai no longer hesitated and led six thousand Yellow Turban elites to rush into the camp in front of him.

The soldiers who were guarding key points such as watchtowers discovered the night and suddenly rushed out of the densely packed Yellow Turban elite. Not only did they not resist, they didn't even sound the enemy attack horn, and they all fled towards the rear in unison.

'The scheming Han army is indeed deceitful! '

Guan Hai was completely convinced of this idea, and he also understood why ten thousand Han army soldiers suddenly descended from the sky and circled around Julu City in the rear.

Guan Hai didn't even try to hide it. He opened the gate of the camp with a big sword in his hand, kicked the gate down with his kick, and yelled.

"In the name of Huang Tian, ​​crush the Han army camp!"

The six thousand Yellow Turban elites behind Guan Hai saw that Guan Hai was so brave, and their morale was greatly boosted. They followed Guan Hai with enthusiasm and rushed towards the Han army camp.

Guan Hai took the lead and rushed towards the Han army's camp. He encountered very little resistance along the way. Occasionally, he could see a few Han soldiers who seemed to have just woken up from their sleep, and they subconsciously fled towards the rear.

Guan Hai made a simple calculation in his mind and concluded that there might not even be 500 people in the entire Han army camp.

'Totally fooled! '

Julu City, which was regarded as the "holy city" by countless Taiping Taoists, was actually intimidated by a mere five hundred Han troops for a day and a night.

As soon as he thought of this, the anger in Guan Hai's heart grew more and more. He wanted to bulldoze the entire Han army camp on the spot, and even ordered his elite Yellow Turbans to destroy all the camps wherever they passed.

As Guan Hai continued to penetrate deeper into the Han army camp, what he did not realize was that the formation originally maintained by the Yellow Turbans was completely dispersed.

In other words, even if Guan Hai noticed it, he wouldn't care.

It was just an empty stronghold, and Guan Hai could no longer tolerate it staying around Julu City for even one more day. He just wanted to destroy it on the spot and quickly report back to General Ren Gong.

However, when Guan Hai rushed to the back half of the camp while chasing the scattered Han troops who were fleeing for their lives along the road, he slashed open a tent in front of him with one knife.

What appeared in front of Guan Hai was a large group of Han soldiers waiting in formation fifty steps away.

This sudden change suddenly shocked Guan Hai.

The next moment, a road separated among the Han soldiers in formation.

A maroon war horse stepped out of it. The hunched-up Guan Yu had a face as heavy as a jujube and a three-foot-long beard under his chin. He was wearing fish scale armor and covered with a green cloak. He was holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword upside down and slashed at each of the lighted ones. The torch exudes an awe-inspiring cold light, like a god.

"Guan, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Guan Hai suddenly felt a chill and fear rising in his heart, he quickly stopped and shouted. "Who are you?"

"How can a person who inserts tags and sells his leader have the qualifications to know Guan's name?"

Guan Yu said something, sat down and his horse immediately moved and charged straight towards Guan Hai.

What followed was the movement of the two thousand Han soldiers who were advancing in formation. They all shouted "kill" and followed Guan Yu to kill the Yellow Turban elites who were in a chaotic formation in front of them.

Just when the shouts of killing became louder, the soldiers who had been ambushing at the edge of the camp immediately lit the fire starters prepared around the camp, instantly creating a large circle of fire and illuminating the entire Han army camp.

Immediately, the soldiers quickly occupied a vantage point behind the fire ring, and bent their bows to shoot at the elite Yellow Turbans who were trapped in the middle of the Han army camp.

"Ah! I was hit by an arrow. Huang Tian gave me strength. The Great Master gave me strength..."

"There's an ambush! There's an ambush!"

"There's a fire, you can't get out from here..."

In an instant, the already chaotic formation of the Yellow Turban elites fell into complete chaos. Wails and roars could be heard from time to time, and the bright firelight illuminated the frightened faces of countless Yellow Turban elites.

At this point, Guan Hai still doesn't know why he fell into the Han army's trick.

Subconsciously, Guan Hai wanted to use his own strength to fight a way out for his followers, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards Guan Yu in front of him.

"clang!"

The moment the Qinglong Yanyue Sword collided with the Huanshou Broadsword, a bright spark almost lit up in the dark night.

Guan Hai's face was even more horrified.

What a heavy knife...

Guan Hai believed that he had never met an opponent in Taiping Road. Even if he faced that black-faced man Zhang Fei, even if he was not sure of winning, he expected that he would not be much worse.

However, just after a head-on collision with Guan Yu, Guan Hai felt that the sword in his hand was about to come out, and his arms were extremely sore and numb.

"The great sage and good teacher above has given me the true energy, which is in harmony with Huang Tian's creation."

The next moment, Guan Hai roared loudly, veins popped out all over his body, and the exposed muscles seemed to have swelled visibly to the naked eye.

Guan Yu, who was passing by Guan Hai, opened his eyes slightly, taking in all the changes in Guan Hai, and vomited softly.

"Small tricks, desperate struggle."

With Guan Yu's eyesight, he couldn't see that Guan Hai probably used Taiping Dao or some other trick to fool the world, and entered a temporary state that was even more extreme than his own. However, even if the momentum accumulated by Guan Yu is exhausted in the first three swords, it will not have a negative impact on the subsequent combat power.

As for Guan Hai's state, in Guan Yu's opinion, he might only be able to maintain it for a few dozen rounds before he loses his strength completely.

Then, Guan Yu swung his second sword towards Guan Hai without any hesitation.

"clang!"

A large area of ​​sparks reappeared, reflecting Guan Hai's ferocious face.

However, Guan Yu's third sword came one after another like lightning and flint, cutting off Guan Hai's head.

A sound like the chiming of copper bells suddenly sounded.

Guan Hai, who had blocked the sword from the front, sat down and his horse let out a cry. Guan Hai was stunned and said nothing, but the protruding veins on his body seemed to have burst and began to ooze blood many times.

Three swords have been passed, and all the momentum accumulated is gone.

Guan Yu's momentum obviously weakened a lot, but the pride on his face did not weaken at all. After passing by Guan Hai and putting some distance between him, he turned his horse's head and said calmly.

"You are able to take on Guan Mou's three swords. Although you, a bid-taker, are suspected of being cunning, you are still reluctant."

Guan Hai didn't care about the blood seeping out of his body, but stared at Guan Yu. He stretched out his hand and pulled off the yellow cloth from his forehead, and then tied it to the palm of his right hand holding the broadsword to prevent the palm from being sore and bloody. Wetting causes the weapon to fall off.

"I will never die here without repaying the kindness I received from my great sage and mentor."

Guan Hai murmured something and looked back at the chaotic Yellow Turban elites behind him who were retreating steadily under the advancement of Han soldiers.

Guan Hai understood...the situation was over!
  And behind the Han army camp shrouded in darkness, there seemed to be countless Han soldiers pouring out.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!!!"

After Guan Hai shouted several times and ordered the rest of the Yellow Turbans to retreat, he rushed towards Guan Yu again.

"Take your life!"

When Guan Yu saw this, he rushed forward without flinching.

For a moment, the two war horses were turning around, and the weapons in the hands of Guan Yu and Guan Hai were constantly colliding and fighting together. It seemed that they were fighting indistinguishably.

Except for a group of Yellow Turban warriors who were part of Guan Hai's personal guard, the rest of the Yellow Turban elite began to retreat in panic toward the gate of the camp under Guan Hai's order.

It's just that retreat is undoubtedly extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, the entire army will be annihilated, let alone an unorganized retreat like the Yellow Turban.

Although there was a team of Yellow Turban warriors covering the rear, a large number of Yellow Turban elites were still killed by the situation. In addition, a large number of soldiers occupying high places on the left and right sides of the camp kept firing cold arrows.

The corpses of the Yellow Turban elites fell on the retreat road...

Guan Hai, who had already fought with Guan Yu for fifty rounds, felt that the strength in his body was rapidly declining and he did not dare to delay any longer.

When the ring-headed sword and the Qinglong Yanyue sword collided again, Guan Hai suddenly sprayed a mouthful of blood foam at Guan Yu, briefly covering Guan Yu's vision.

Guan Hai quickly withdrew to the Yellow Turban Guards, who also suffered heavy losses, and then began to retreat out of the camp while covering each other.

Gradually, for the first time, Guan Hai felt that the seemingly omnipotent body in the past was so weak, and even the sword in his hand could hardly be lifted.

"Saw the gate."

The weak voice of a yellow scarf warrior reached Guan Hai's ears, which shocked Guan Hai and quickly raised his head to look in the direction of the gate of the Han army's camp.

The hope of escape rose in his heart, causing Guan Hai's almost completely exhausted body to surge with heat again.

"rush!"

Guan Hai slapped the war horse under him, which was also covered in scars, and quickly rushed towards the gate of the Han army camp, which seemed to be unstoppable.

At this moment, in Guan Hai's eyes, the dark door seemed to be emitting an invisible light.

'No matter what, as long as I get there... I must return to Julu. I haven't repaid the kindness of the great sage yet...'

At this moment, Guan Hai didn't even care about the screams of the few personal guards behind him. He jumped on his horse and crossed the gate of the camp in front of him.

Suddenly, Guan Hai felt an unreasonable silence.

Why so quiet?

Shouldn't it be that half of the church members also successfully evacuated the Han army's ambush under cover?
  When the horse came down and Guan Hai's eyes adjusted to the darkness outside the camp, what he saw were the yellow turban corpses lying on the ground outside the camp and the Han soldiers who were also waiting in formation.

Among the group of Han soldiers were vaguely surrounded by two people on horseback. One was wearing armor and holding two swords, and the other seemed to be wearing only a conspicuous white uniform.

I don't know if it was because it was too quiet, but Guan Hai seemed to be able to hear their conversation clearly.

"Zikun, this should be the last one, right?"

"This man is also a man. It's a pity. Let's send him on his way, Brother Xuande."

The next moment, countless arrows penetrated Guan Hai's body...

(End of this chapter)