Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Yan Liang replied with a serious look.

"The time limit is approaching. If we continue to clean up the river bit by bit from top to bottom, I'm afraid it will be difficult to restore the river flow in a quarter of an hour."

"For now, the only solution is to use my courage to try to break the big rock at the bottom, and then use the water flow to help, maybe these obstructions will be washed away in an instant, and the river will flow again."

Wen Feng said, almost blurting out his objection. "No! If you do that, my brother will be in danger of being washed away by the current or buried under the riverbed by a large number of sandbags and rocks?"

"My lord, you and I have been very kind to each other. Now is the time to sacrifice our lives. How can we be greedy for life?"

Yan Liang answered sternly, took the rope brought by his personal guards, and said.

"Besides, I tied a rope around my body, and my brother and the guards held me on the shore, so I was not in danger of being drowned by the rapids."

Wen Chou quickly grabbed the rope in Yan Liang's hand and answered.

"How can I let you take the risk alone? You are the commander of an army, so you must not take such a risk. I should do it for you."

"My courage and strength are not inferior to yours, and I can break it with just a stone."

Yan Liang pulled Wen Chou's hand away and said sternly.

"Don't say too much about this matter. I know what you mean. However, if you don't want me to take risks, how can I let you go to the danger?"

"Besides, I am good at using a knife, while your weapon is a trident. To break rocks, a broadsword should be used for chopping."

Immediately, Yan Liang handed one end of the rope to Wen Chou and said.

"As long as you hold on to the rope, my life will be safe."

Seeing this, Wen Chou tightened his grip on the rope and said, "I would rather be dragged into the water by the rapids and die with my brother than let go."

Yan Liang laughed out loud, tied the other end of the rope tightly around himself, then jumped into the riverbed and walked to a large rock at the bottom.

At this moment, the river water almost submerged the chest of Yan Liang, who was nine feet tall.

Yan Liang stared at the huge rock above his head. According to Yan Liang's judgment, as long as he chopped the rock into pieces, a gap would instantly form, allowing the Qinghe River to flow again.

Concentrate and take a deep breath...

"Bah!"

Yan Liang shouted suddenly, and jumped three feet out of the water with all his might. The long sword in his hand drew an arc of light and chopped on the boulder.

"Oh!"

Rocks were flying everywhere.

The huge rock broke into two pieces, and a large amount of torrent poured out from the gap.

And the outpouring expanded in just a few breaths, washing away a large number of sandbags and stones.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Qinghe River seemed to roar, breaking through the obstacles and rushing downwards with a surging force.

Yan Liang, who was trying hard to retreat to the river bank, was almost instantly swallowed up by the countless currents. The ropes held by Wen Chou and more than a dozen personal guards were stretched to the extreme!

"Quick! Pull quickly! Pull big brother back!!!"

Wen Chou glared with anger, and he shouted loudly while exerting force.

However, just as Wen Chou continued to pull the rope, trying to forcibly pull Yan Liang back from Qinghe River.

"boom!"

The rope, unable to bear the weight, suddenly broke in the middle, causing Wen Chou, who was exerting force, to stagger and fall backwards.

Wen Chou quickly stood up and rushed towards Qinghe River in a panic, trying to find Yan Liang, roaring and calling out unwillingly.

"Brother!!"

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the bank of Qing River and grabbed the ground. Yan Liang, who was in a very embarrassed state, poked his head out of the water and said weakly.

"Cough... don't... cough... don't shout, my dear brother... I'm here." Wen Chou was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yan Liang out of the water, saying with tears of joy.

"Fortunately, my elder brother is safe and sound. He is truly blessed by God."

"It's not all God's blessing. It was because I stuck my long knife into the ground when the rope broke that I wasn't washed away by the rapids. Otherwise, I would have been in great danger."

Yan Liang said this with a mixture of luck and fear, then looked at the Qing River rushing downstream with a rolling momentum and said excitedly.

"But with Qinghe's help, my lord, you will surely win a great victory!"

Immediately, Yan Liang coughed out a few mouthfuls of water that had choked his lungs. After feeling a little better, he asked his personal guards to tie ropes around him and go into the water to fish out his weapons.

……

The more water is blocked, the more turbulent it becomes.

The same is true for Qinghe.

Even after a buffer of fifty miles, the water still rushed to the boundary bridge with a force several times more violent than usual.

The Qinghe rapids came too fast, faster than Guo Jia had expected, and completely beyond Gongsun Zan's expectations.

It instantly engulfed a large number of Youzhou cavalry who were still in the riverbed.

Seeing this scene, Gongsun Zan's eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't believe it. He even dazed on the battlefield and spat out blood in anger.

In contrast, the morale of Yuan’s army was greatly boosted.

Qu Yi shouted in excitement. "Gongsun, you have fallen into my master's trap! Even if the Youyan cavalry is brave, can they defeat the mighty river?"

"You guys...you guys..."

Gongsun Zan felt dizzy and angry, and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"You are destined to die here today!"

Qu Yi took the opportunity to raise his sword again and rushed towards Gongsun Zan.

This time, Gongsun Zan's spirit seemed to be washed away by the water of Qinghe River in an instant. He felt dizzy and was defeated by Qu Yi's attack.

Not only Gongsun Zan, but the situation on the south bank of the Jie Bridge was rapidly tilting towards Yuan's army.

The rush of the Qinghe River water probably took away more than 20,000 Youzhou cavalry in an instant, and the blow to the morale of Gongsun’s army was so severe that it was unimaginable.

A large number of Youzhou cavalry who had already landed no longer had the will to fight and began to flee.

The White Horse Volunteers, who were being held back by Qu Yi and Gao Lan, were surrounded from both the left and right sides by Yuan Shao's freed infantry, intending to completely annihilate them here.

There was also chaos on the Jie Bridge. A large number of soldiers fled backwards, and some even fought with each other, forcing their comrades into the Qing River.

chaos!
Chaos!

At this point, Gongsun’s army was doomed to failure.

Even Gongsun Zan had a look of despair on his face, and was distracted. Qu Yi, who was attacking from three directions, took the opportunity to cut off the legs of the white horse under his crotch with a knife, and the horse fell heavily to the ground.

When Qu Yi saw this, he rushed towards Gongsun Zan with excitement in his eyes.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came in an instant.

Due to Qu Yi's instinct as a veteran of many battles, he subconsciously paused on the spot, at which point an arrow brushed past his face.

The next moment, before Qu Yi could recover from his near-death experience, the sound of hurried horse hooves approached rapidly.

Zhao Yun reached out and picked up the fallen Gongsun Zan and put him on the horse's back, and asked with concern.

"Where is General Gongsun injured?"

As Zhao Yun asked, he casually stabbed at Qu Yi who was about to step forward to stop him. (End of this chapter)