People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 140: I will teach you how to prosper, even if I die for you!
On the wide road, three thousand Tuqi were galloping around in various roads. Although as cavalry they could move around with their mobility, after entering Youbeiping, Qiuliju felt that his life was not going well.

Things like looting also require efficiency, and once he came in, he dispersed some of the cavalry to go in various directions to start looting, leaving only 3,000 troops at home to ensure safety.

If past experience is followed, within a few days, each team should return with Han women and property.

But this time, after most teams’ hard work in searching, they gained very little, and before the Wuhuan cavalry arrived, all the Han people had already fled.

After several days of this, they were able to only rob one or two villages that the enemy had no time to escape from.

It has only been half a year since the last Wuhuan raid, so how come the Han people have suddenly become so smart?
This made Qiuliju very annoyed. The Han people were like nimble rabbits and difficult to catch, which meant that his threat to the Yellow Turbans' rear became very limited. If dividing the troops only achieved this effect, then what was the point?
The only acts of destruction he could think of now were destroying houses and trampling on farmland.

Of course, this kind of thing is not easy for the Han people, but after all, the people are still alive, and the food and supplies are all preserved. As long as people can survive, everything can be recovered.

What made Qiu Liju even more worried was that the Han people had also deployed four to five thousand troops in Youbeiping, and were now catching up with him.

"My lord, the Yellow Turbans are now divided into two groups and are chasing us. They seem to be attacking us from two directions!"

Not long after Qiuliju's three thousand cavalry stopped, the scouts from the rear caught up with them and reported a piece of news that made Qiuliju even more annoyed: the Yellow Turbans were approaching again.

Of course, he did not take a few thousand infantrymen seriously, but Qiu Liju was unwilling to do so if he really had to fight the enemy.

Now he had no time to get entangled with these guys. He just thought that if he couldn't plunder anything in Youbeiping, he would just go to Yuyang County. He didn't believe that all the Han people under the rule of the Yellow Turbans could hide.

If we get into a fight with these Yellow Turbans, I don’t know how much time it will take.

Moreover, he did not dare to underestimate the fighting power of the Yellow Turbans. He was only relying on his fast running speed to not take the enemy seriously. As long as he did not want to fight, the Yellow Turbans would not be able to catch up with him no matter how hard they chased him.

But being chased by the other party like this all the time is as annoying as a mosquito or a fly.

"Don't worry about them, just keep going forward." Qiu Liju glanced at the road ahead and pointed.

For him, the worst that could happen was that he would go around in circles with the Yellow Turbans, searching for enemies along the way, and if they wanted to chase him, let them do it.

The fact was just as Qiuliju had expected. Two days later, although the Yellow Turbans were still trying hard to catch up, no matter how hard they tried, they could not outrun four legs with two legs.

Along the way, whenever Qiu Liju heard any movement of the Yellow Turbans, he would just change the route and direction and easily get rid of them.

Unfortunately, the results of his men's looting and plundering in the past two days were still unsatisfactory, so Qiuliju could only turn his attention to Yuyang. At this point, he could only lead his troops deeper into the enemy's territory again.

However, just when he made up his mind, he did not realize that danger had quietly begun to loom over him.

Amid the Yellow Turban pursuers behind him, in a makeshift tent, a group of officers were holding a meeting around a rough and simple map of Youbeiping.

At this time, there were several small flags of different styles on the map, representing different forces and troop sizes, which made the entire battlefield situation clear at a glance.

"Captain Lu, after days of chasing, we have finally driven the enemy to the designated area. Now we are just waiting for good news from the other side!" Seeing the small white flag on the map, an officer couldn't help but clap his hands with joy.

Lu Ping, also known as Captain Lu, was also looking at the small flag at this time.

This white flag represents the main force of the Wuhuan cavalry, and the location of this small flag is now in a relatively large and majestic terrain, which is actually one of the large valleys in the Yanshan Mountains.

Normally, such terrain must be a strategic war zone. If Qiu Liju was smart enough, he would definitely not step into it.

But the problem is that the valley is too big and the so-called mouth of the valley cannot be controlled at all. If they just chase in, the Wuhuan cavalry can just turn around and escape easily.

In this way, this terrain did not have much tactical significance. Qiu Liju was deliberately driven away by the Yellow Turbans and finally stepped in.

Lu Ping's eyes also sparkled with excitement: "Most of the Wuhuan people's fighting power comes from their war horses. As long as their war horse advantage is eliminated, they won't be anything to be feared."

Upon hearing this, the other officers all laughed in relief. At this point, they already knew the outcome of this battle.

It can be said that when Qiu Liju stepped into it, the war was already half won.

Someone said happily: "Although we are in the rear, we can't let the leader Wang Shuai lead the front alone. If this battle ends quickly, we may be able to go back and support the leader!"

Someone else echoed: "After defeating the Wuhuan in this battle, our Yellow Turbans will no longer be constrained in Youzhou, and the world ahead will be full of opportunities."

Their voices suddenly rang out in the tent, and Lu Ping stood there with a smile on his face, watching them talk quietly.

Speaking of being happy, no one present was happier than him. Being promoted by the leader to be the battalion commander, Lu Ping was infinitely grateful. He just wanted to contribute to the Yellow Turbans' cause to the best of his ability, and of course he also needed merit to improve himself. The Natural Religion did not dislike utilitarianism, but only disliked utilitarianism that harmed the public and benefited oneself. What every believer sought should be the unity of personal value and social value, and to realize the value of life by making meritorious deeds. This was an open and aboveboard thing.

And the greatest credit for this war may go to myself.

If the plan succeeds, the Yellow Turbans will not only be able to eliminate the threat of the Wuhuan in one fell swoop, but will also be able to get rid of the dilemma of shortage of war horses. This achievement is so great that Lu Ping's heart beats faster just thinking about it.

This achievement is enough to reflect the value of me, Lu Ping, and it is also my contribution to the organization. Of course, this achievement is not only my own, but also the collective of the entire rear-line army.

Just as he was thinking this, someone in the tent suddenly asked to see him, which cheered everyone up.

When Li Zheng entered the tent with the news and saluted, what he said was indeed the news they had been waiting for: "Captain Lu, generals, our team has completed our mission. The Shahe River has burst its banks and has now been diverted to the designated area!"

"Okay!" Lu Ping slapped the map fiercely, then he looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, after today, the Yellow Turbans will be like a bird flying in the sky and a fish entering the sea, and will no longer be bound. Let us lay the foundation for the Yellow Turban cause!"

Everyone stood up in awe and saluted, saying loudly: "I will die for my sake!"

Lu Ping laughed loudly and waved his hand forward: "Attack, follow me to capture the enemy chief and present him to the leader!"

Soon, the Yellow Turban army began to gather and march forward in a mighty manner. The direction they were heading was exactly that huge basin.

As they gradually approached here, they saw the broken river water starting to flow to the lower areas in the wilderness.

Shahe is just a small river in Youbeiping. Even if it breaks its banks, the amount of water is not large, enough to barely submerge a small area, which is not enough to cause a flood.

But this effect is enough. If they really wanted to cause a flood, they would not do this.

At this time, the flow of the river had gradually stabilized. When they walked into it, the water was only half the height of their calves. The water was icy cold in autumn, so they could only adapt themselves and march forward slowly.

However, walking through such water and muddy roads is extremely difficult for them.

But it is very difficult for people to walk, and it is not much easier for horses to walk.

The Yellow Turbans' breach point was very precise. The river water spread everywhere and quickly rushed towards the huge basin. In less than an hour, it could be seen that the wide entrance of the entire basin had turned into a swamp-like condition.

Moreover, the river water is still spreading forward, extending for more than ten miles, with no sign of stopping.

Such commotion finally attracted Qiu Liju's attention.

"My Lord, our army's retreat has been blocked by the river, and the Yellow Turbans are coming through the water!" The Wuhuan scout rode his horse at full speed all the way, and as soon as he arrived in front of Qiuliju, he hurriedly explained the situation.

"What!" Hearing this, Qiu Liju's face changed drastically, but he soon realized what had happened: "The Yellow Turbans have burst their banks!"

In this situation, there was no need to think about it anymore. Qiu Liju immediately gave an order in a rage: "All troops should assemble and withdraw immediately. Quick, quick, quick!"

He said the word "fast" three times in a row, and Qiu Liju's face turned paler with each word.

Lian Qiuliju was so frightened and panicked, not to mention the other Wuhuan soldiers. They gathered together in a hurry and ran towards the exit of the basin without stopping.

Sure enough, when they galloped for several miles, they saw a swamp ahead, so the army stopped.

Seeing this situation, Qiu Liju breathed a sigh of relief at the first moment.

He thought he was going to face a flood, but if it was only of this degree, then there was nothing to be afraid of. At this moment, he had a feeling that God would not abandon him.

“Hahahaha, the Yellow Turbans think they can defeat me with just this little ability. Not enough, not enough!” Qiu Liju laughed loudly, then pointed forward with his whip: “Everyone, follow me and charge out of here!”

The Wuhuan army followed suit and waded forward through the water. At the beginning, everything was normal.

After walking for a mile or two, Qiu Liju was no longer happy and his face turned gloomy.

He found that most of his own horses were already overwhelmed and were finding it increasingly difficult to walk.

What's worse is that when he looked forward, he saw that the road ahead was not only even muddier, but there was no end in sight.

Something seems wrong...

(End of this chapter)