Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 49 Han! mighty! ! !

Guan Yu said with a long beard and half-squinted eyes, seeming to be still recalling the beauty of the three swords he had just wielded.

"If we confront the man in yellow scarf last night again, Guan will kill him within three seconds."

"When Guan finds a good horse and connects with him, he can use the horse's speed to make the third sword faster. By then, even if the third brother meets for the first time, he may be defeated by three swords."

Li Ji did not refute Guan Yu, and had no way to refute Guan Yu's judgment.

Guan Hai, the only one qualified to refute Guan Yu, probably should go to Naihe Bridge to drink soup at this time.

However, Li Ji can be sure that Guan Yu's first three swords should be considered an evolution in terms of surprising and "abusing food".

I am afraid that even a brave general who is not far from Guan Yu's true strength will be killed by these three swords if he is not careful.

Immediately, Guan Yu solemnly saluted Li Ji as a disciple and said.

"Guan will keep his kindness in solving doubts in his heart. Whenever Mr. Kun asks for his help, Guan will not refuse."

"Yun Chang is welcome."

Li Ji quickly returned the salute and then said.

"Yun Chang should rest for a while. There won't be another bloody battle tonight. Yun Chang is still good at replenishing his energy."

Guan Yu nodded, but happily accepted Li Ji's reminder. He briefly inspected the surrounding area and confirmed that there were no problems at the sentry posts before going to rest.

I don't know if I witnessed Li Ji using various surprise attacks and ambush tactics, which left a deep impression on the fledgling Liu Guanzhang, even to the point of casting a shadow.

So much so that Liu, Guan, and Zhang are now marching and attach great importance to sentry posts and patrol and alert arrangements.

Li Ji, on the other hand, took a volume of military books and continued to read them to relieve his boredom. All the information he knew now appeared in his mind unconsciously, like a 3D dynamic map formed with the terrain map.

So far, there is no doubt that the more than 4,000 soldiers led by Liu Bei will be able to reach Boluojin in excellent condition in Xushi.

As for Zhang Fei's side, as long as they follow the plan, they can also rely on the high mobility of the cavalry to arrive at the right time.

Although the cavalry unit is relatively tired, this is undoubtedly the best way to cross Julu County and reach Boluojin as scheduled.

Among them, the biggest hidden danger in the Yellow Turban plan from Julu City has been basically eliminated.

At this moment, unless there are some top resourceful people in Julu City to help, there is absolutely no possibility of seeing through. And based on time, the Yellow Turbans from Julu City will not be able to rush to Boluojin in time.

Li Ji thought about it three times in his mind, and then he was reassured that there were indeed no mistakes.

Next, the most important thing is to hunt Zhang Jiao in Zhangshui with Lu Zhi.

'With the abilities of General Bei Zhonglang, do you expect to be able to invite guests to Zhangshui? '

Li Ji fell into deep thought.

In Li Ji's view, the next three situations are nothing more than three.

When Liu Bei led his army to the Boluojin ferry crossing the Zhang River, Guangzong's Yellow Turbans were in three states: either they had arrived, they had not arrived, or they were about to arrive.

At this time, there will undoubtedly be the most ideal state of half-crossing and attacking. As long as there is no chance to land and set up a formation, it will be difficult for the Yellow Turban thieves to board Boluojin even if they have thousands of troops.

Before arriving, Liu Bei's troops will occupy Boluojin all night until dawn. If Guangzong Yellow Turban has not yet arrived at Boluojin at dawn, Liu Bei will have no choice but to cross directly in order to avoid being pursued by Julu Yellow Turban from behind. Zhangshui and Beizhonglang will meet.

The most troublesome thing is: it’s here!
  Once the Guangzong Yellow Turbans have all withdrawn to Boluojin, it is basically impossible for the more than five thousand soldiers led by Liu Bei to attack Boluojin head-on.

At that time, Liu Bei's troops could only retreat in a hurry to avoid the sharp edge of Guangzong's Yellow Turban.

'However, the overall risk remains within an acceptable range. '

Li Ji verified this conclusion again, feeling slightly at ease and could only wait patiently for the agreed time.

……

at the same time.

A large plain from the east of Zhangshui to Guangzong.

As a great teacher, Zhang Jiao was surrounded by countless Taiping Taoists and retreated in the direction of Boluojin. Zhang Jiao's eyes were full of confusion and suspicion.

Lost!

Until this moment, Zhang Jiao still couldn't react, and the previous scenes unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Since more than half a month ago, in order to restore the sluggish morale after losing consecutive battles, Zhang Jiao stepped up his promotion of peace and justice in Guangzong City, preaching that Huang Tian would send miracles to protect believers.

Then, I don't know when it started, a more radical statement gradually appeared in the city, claiming that the great virtuous master had communicated with Huang Tian and would use Huang Tian's power to send down heaven's punishment and kill the Han thief Lu Zhi who went against heaven.

Zhang Jiao was a little confused at first. He hadn't taken any action yet, so why did the church members make arrangements for themselves?

However, seeing that the morale of the believers had improved significantly, Zhang Jiao naturally would not lower himself to explain that he could not communicate with Huang Tian, ​​nor could he punish Lu Zhi.

In the half-month period when Zhang Jiao did not deliberately control that statement, that statement had already formed the mainstream and hope in Guangzong City.

At this time, the Han army camp was suddenly hung with white silk ribbons, and the cries continued, but the news came that Beizhonglang general Lu Zhi had died suddenly.

Zhang Jiao was naturally extremely suspicious of this, but when the news spread in Guangzong City, countless Yellow Turban followers fell into a frenzy of excitement. Even though Zhang Jiao was unwilling to leave the city, as the Han troops outside the city gradually began to evacuate, they were coerced by countless Taiping Taoists and asked to leave the city.

Zhang Jiao, who could not go against the almost unanimous wishes of the Taiping Taoists, thought about it again and again, and couldn't help but gradually thought that this was an excellent opportunity.

Nowadays, the morale of the Yellow Turbans is extremely high. If this elite group of Han people is severely damaged or even destroyed in one fell swoop, then the road from Jizhou to Sili Luoyang will be almost smooth.

While the other Yellow Turban Qushuai were restraining Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun and other elite Han troops, Zhang Jiao might be able to attack Luoyang in an instant before the other elite Han troops had time to turn around and kill the Emperor of the Han Dynasty.

And even if Lu Zhi faked his death, the worst he could do would be another wild battle and another defeat.

With Guangzong's Yellow Turbans numbering over 100,000, Zhang Jiao did not have to worry about being swallowed up by Lu Zhi's less than 20,000 troops in the plains.

The development of things, in Zhang Jiao's opinion, was unexpectedly smooth.

Facing the pursuit of Guangzong's Yellow Turbans, the Han army, all armed with Bai Ling, fled. The Yellow Turbans pursued for more than ten miles at a stretch, picking up countless baggage weapons abandoned by the Han army along the way.

Until, the Yellow Turbans pursued the Han army along the way to a slope.

The "Lu" flag, where countless Yellow Turban nightmares were located, was raised high, and the old man who always wore a strip of oar robes when he was in battle appeared in front of all the Yellow Turbans.

"You have fallen into my trap!!"

Lu Zhi raised his sword high, and his old and majestic voice spread in all directions, causing countless yellow scarves to be frightened.

The next moment, taking advantage of the height of the slope, three thousand Sanhe cavalry charged down, shouting.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!"

In addition, there were still three thousand strong crossbowmen arrayed on the slope, and countless crossbow bolts fell like dark clouds towards the densest part of the Yellow Turbans.

"wind!"

"wind!!"

"wind!!!"

Three waves poured out in succession, until the Sanhe cavalry was like a tiger among wolves, fighting a bloody path among the Yellow Turbans whose formation was already in chaos due to the crazy pursuit and picking up a large amount of money, food and weapons.

"Han! Mighty!!!"

Lu Zhi drew his sword and shouted, and three thousand strong crossbowmen abandoned their crossbows and drew their Han swords and rushed into the battle formation. Then, a group of steadily advancing Han troops appeared on the left and right sides of the slope. Like a trident, they completely disrupted the Yellow Turban front army. pulpy.

Coupled with Lu Zhi's appearance, the morale of the Yellow Turbans plummeted to freezing point almost instantly.

Zhang Jiao, who was in the rear army, didn't even have time to react. The front army was completely defeated and rolled back to the center army. In the end, more than 100,000 Yellow Turbans were swept away and fled in a mad rout.

The shadow in the hearts of countless Yellow Turbans resurfaced. It was the shadow that could never be Lu Zhi's opponent in the field battle, prompting countless Yellow Turbans to instinctively retreat to Guangzong City in defeat.

Only the tall city walls can give them a little sense of security.

However, when Zhang Jiao rushed back to Guangzong's city, he found that the flag planted on the city was a Han flag, and there was a Han general standing on the city, and he laughed loudly.

"The evil way has opened its horns. Guangzong has been captured by my guard, Wu Huanzhonglang. General Zongzong. Your doom has come. Why don't you quickly dismount and surrender?"

How can Zhang Jiao, who is just a single person, be proficient in military strategy?
  For a moment, Zhang Jiao saw that his home had been stolen, and his whole body was undoubtedly filled with fear.

However, countless Yellow Turban defeated troops were still rushing towards Guangzong City, and Zhang Jiao had no choice but to lure countless Yellow Turbans towards Zhangshui.

Zhang Jiao, who slowly came back to his senses, let out a long sigh and thought to himself.

'Now that things have happened, we can only withdraw to Julu first and then make plans. '

'only……'

Zhang Jiao looked back at the densely packed yellow turban wave with no end in sight, feeling slightly at ease but also feeling a little bitter.

Today, there are probably only about 100,000 followers left.

What's more serious is that when Zhang Jiao led many followers out of the city to pursue the Han army, he never thought that Guangzong City would be stolen.

Therefore, these 100,000 Yellow Turbans did not have any food on them, and even Zhang Jiao was hungry now.

"We must cross the Zhang River as soon as possible and use the natural dangers of the Zhang River to temporarily block the Han army. Otherwise, the Han army will chase them all the way to Julu. How can these 100,000 hungry believers survive?"

Gradually, Zhang Jiao, who seemed to have an immortal spirit, realized the seriousness of the problem.

Now, the Han army led by Lu Zhi has not pressed forward across the board to continue the pursuit. However, the church members still have some strength, and their numbers are still far superior to the Han army.

However, when the members of the cult flee all the way until their strength is exhausted, these 100,000 Yellow Turbans may become lambs to be slaughtered.

"In addition to crossing the Zhang River as soon as possible, we also need to contact Julu City to send a large army to respond..."

After Zhang Jiao thought for a moment, he summoned more than a dozen of his confidants and asked them to disperse and look for opportunities to cross the Zhang River alone to Julu for help.

Immediately, Zhang Jiao hesitated for a moment, looking at the overwhelming crowd of believers behind him who were gradually slowing down, he felt cruel and led the 5,000 Yellow Turban warriors to speed away and head straight towards Boluojin Ferry.

(End of this chapter)