People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 190 Punishment of this Seat
The officers and soldiers tried their best, relying on the bravery of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to boost morale, and with the support of Ke Bineng outside, they finally broke out of the city.

This place used to be a fortress for officials and soldiers, but after the people rebelled, if the officials and soldiers did not leave, it would soon collapse under internal and external pressure.

However, even if they fought their way out, the Yellow Turbans would not let them go easily. If they could expand their victory here, it would be much easier to clean up Zhuo County later.

The officers and soldiers are stronger than the two sharp swords of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, while the Yellow Turbans rely on the precise combat system of the legion formed by frequent training.

Bravery will eventually be exhausted, but the power of the group system can ensure a sustained level of combat effectiveness. Now the strengths and weaknesses of both sides have become increasingly obvious, and the gap will become even greater in large-scale contact combat.

Leaving the city was a last resort for the officers and soldiers, but after leaving the city they immediately felt the terror of the Yellow Turban Army on the battlefield.

In this combat scenario, the effects of Guan and Zhang's two sharp knives were infinitely diluted. They were drowned in the group attack of the Yellow Turbans, as if they were stuck in a quagmire and unable to move. There was powerful pressure from all directions, making it hard for them to breathe.

Although the Yellow Turbans were at a disadvantage in terms of military strength, their superior qualities were enough to allow them to exert several times the combat effectiveness. This was the confidence that only a truly elite army could have.

As time passed, the situation became more and more dangerous. The officers and soldiers were at risk of collapse at any time. They could only hold on with the cooperation of the outer cavalry.

Liu Yu rode his horse in panic, and took advantage of a gap to rush to Guan and Zhang: "Yun Chang, Yi De, if this continues, the whole army will be in danger of being wiped out. The only way to survive is to cover the rear!"

When Guan Yu and Zhang Fei heard this, they were both shocked, as leaving the rear would most likely mean death in battle.

But they also knew very well that at this critical juncture the only way to have a glimmer of hope was to cut off the rear, otherwise they would all be swallowed up bit by bit by the Yellow Turbans.

So who should cover the rear?

Guan Yu picked up the Lengyan Saw and was about to take the initiative to cover the retreat, but when he turned around to speak, Zhang Fei had already galloped out on his horse.

"My soldiers, follow me and cover the rear!"

Zhang Yide roared loudly, his voice was like thunder, and in a desperate fight, he burst out all his strength and led his troops to charge like unstoppable beasts, and they were entangled with the Yellow Turban Army.

Guan Yu couldn't bear to see his brothers die, but he still rode his horse to fight.

At this time, Liu Yu grabbed him and said: "Yun Chang must not let down the opportunity that Yi De fought for. Only by keeping a useful body can there be hope of a comeback!"

Guan Yu was furious: "My three brothers lived and died together, how can I live in vain!"

Liu Yu sighed, "Xuan De's life or death is still unknown, is Yun Chang going to abandon Xuan De?"

Guan Yu was suddenly speechless, then looked at Zhang Fei and then looked back.

At this moment he felt that this was the most difficult choice he had ever made in his life. Both sides were brothers and he could not abandon either side, but he had to make a choice.

He really wanted to cover the retreat with Zhang Fei, even if it meant dying together.

But he also couldn't let go of Liu Bei. If both of his brothers were dead, how sad would his eldest brother be when he came back to life?
Unconsciously, Guan Yu shed tears watching Zhang Fei fighting desperately, but in the end he turned his head and said: "Let's go, with my third brother covering the rear, the army will have no worries."

After saying that, Guan Yu led his troops to retreat in silence. He never looked back again after that. He simply didn't dare to look back.

Zhang Fei led his troops bravely to stop the Yellow Turbans, killing them fiercely. He effectively slowed down the Yellow Turbans' offensive and bought time for the officers and soldiers to escape.

However, he himself was trapped in the siege of the Yellow Turbans. As time passed slowly, the number of soldiers around him became fewer and fewer. Some of them had died in battle, while others had surrendered.

Zhang Fei looked around and found that only a few dozen soldiers were left to fight to the death with him.

The Yellow Turbans just calmly coordinated their battle formations and always maintained their attack on Zhang Fei and his men, which made Zhang Fei very uncomfortable.

He had never fought such a difficult battle in his entire life. These Yellow Turbans were like machines. Not only did they cooperate with each other in a precise and tacit manner, they also always maintained a stable morale and combat effectiveness.

From the battle with the Yellow Turbans many days ago to now, the opponent's combat effectiveness has not shown any signs of decline.

They are full of energy, their battle formation is strong, their combat skills are sophisticated, and they move quickly. They don't look like an army made up of living people at all. Instead, they look like sophisticated combat machines made up of parts. They are calm and orderly, which makes people despair.

"You guys are annoying, really annoying, I'm going to kill you all!"

Zhang Fei had been fighting to the point of madness, and at this moment, he had no idea how many wounds of varying severity were on his body. The dozens of people who had just fought to the death with him were instantly submerged in the Yellow Turbans.

When he was the only one confronting the Yellow Turbans on the battlefield, he was faced with a dense array of spears and a solid array of shields.

He swung the lance in his hand with all his might, but it hit the round shields in the front row, and could only cause the formation to retreat slightly.

And when countless spears stabbed at him, he had no way to avoid them. In the blink of an eye, the spears pierced him and his horse, turning him into a hedgehog.

The severe pain drove him crazy, but he couldn't move at all, and the strength in his body was quickly drained away, and his consciousness quickly began to blur.

The blood flowed for a while, and he slowly became motionless under the support of many spears. The war slowly stopped, and everything returned to calm. Xu Chen walked forward and took a look at Zhang Fei's slowly falling body, without any special thoughts.

To Xu Chen, this was just an ordinary enemy who died, and there was no essential difference between him and the enemy soldiers who died in battle.

It can only be said that Zhang Fei's death played a due role. It did buy time for retreat, allowing the army to successfully retreat to the rear.

"What's the point of retreating? Can we survive by retreating to the rear?"

Wang Dang followed and looked towards the distance where the officers and soldiers disappeared, and snorted coldly.

Of course, they could no longer chase them now. After they had gained some distance, the officers and soldiers only needed to use the Xianbei cavalry to distract them, which was enough to stop the Yellow Turbans' pursuit.

However, for the Yellow Turbans, this battle inflicted heavy damage on their officers and soldiers, and they successfully captured Zhuo County. This was already an extremely good result. At least on the battlefield of Zhuo County, they had already won half of the battle.

Wang Dang looked at Xu Chen: "Although the process was a bit difficult, in terms of the result, this battle ended faster than we expected."

Xu Chen said: "This is Zhuo County after all, the people won't forget us so quickly."

Wang Dang nodded: "Even so, our intelligence officer's contribution is indispensable. If it weren't for his plan, I'm afraid we would have to pay a greater price."

Xu Chen nodded: "Let's go into the city, the people are waiting for us."

The people of Zhuo County made great efforts in this war, otherwise it would have been difficult to defeat the Yellow Turbans. Now that the victory has been achieved, the first thing Xu Chen thought of was to thank the people.

However, before the Yellow Turbans entered the city, the people in the city came out to greet them first.

Although the common people were tortured badly by the soldiers, when they learned that the Yellow Turban leader was heading towards the city, they still found plenty of water and food, and all men, women, and children went out of the city to welcome and reward the righteous army.

It has been four or five years since the Yellow Turbans left Zhuo County, but many people in Zhuo County still recognized Xu Chen at a glance.

The Great Heavenly Master has shed his past immaturity and now truly acts like a young leader.

An old man walked over tremblingly, and when he arrived in front of Xu Chen, he knelt down and said, "Master, you are back. We have been waiting for you for so long!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, countless people in Zhuo County began to wipe away their tears.

They heard about what was happening in Yuyang and Guangyang every day, but the Yellow Turbans had not come to rescue them for a long time. They had been waiting day and night for it to finally be their turn. The feeling of finally seeing the moon after the clouds had cleared made them cry with joy.

They knew that with the coming of the Yellow Turbans, they would no longer be bullied by powerful rulers, and the government would no longer be able to bully them.

Xu Chen helped the old man up and felt that the old man was holding his hand tightly and was reluctant to let go, as if he was afraid that if he let go, the Yellow Turban would run away.

He recognized that this was the old man who had pulled him and begged him to stay when he left.

"My fellow villagers, when I left here, I said that I would definitely come back. Now I have done it, and we will never leave again. From now on, the fate of Zhuo County and even the entire Youzhou will be ruled by us Yellow Turbans!"

Although the situation was gloomy after the war, Xu Chen still gave the people the warmest smile, which immediately made many people laugh.

This kind of smile is a smile of relaxation and a smile of hope.

When the Yellow Turbans came, the Blue Sky came!

The old man was helped up, and then he took a bowl of wine from the child next to him. No one knew which family had secretly hidden it, but now it was used to entertain Xu Chen.

"It's good that the righteous army has come. It's good that they have come. I am willing to die immediately. The people of Zhuo County don't have much good things now. If you don't mind, just drink this bowl of wine!"

Xu Chen originally wanted to refuse due to military discipline, but when he saw the eager eyes of the people, he was speechless.

If this is rejected, I am afraid the people will be sad.

Wang Dang behind was very considerate. He coughed and turned his head to look to the side. The soldiers behind him also understood his intention and followed suit, leaving Xu Chen enough opportunities.

Xu Chen took the bowl and drank the wine in one gulp. It didn't taste very good, but it was full of friendship.

When the people saw Xu Chen drink the bowl of wine, they all smiled foolishly, and their eyes looking at Xu Chen suddenly became more intimate, as if the person in front of them was not only the Great Master, but also their relative.

The people surrounded Xu Chen and went into the city with him with smiles on their faces.

However, Xu Chen took a break and turned back to leave a message to Wang Dang: "I drank the wine of the common people and violated the discipline. This matter will be notified to the whole army after the war and criticized and punished as usual."

(End of this chapter)