People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 240 You have been bewitched by the thief Xu!
The Yellow Turbans' armored cavalry charged forward like an unstoppable torrent of steel. Their powerful impact force and solid armor allowed them to easily withstand Yuan Shao's army's counterattack, and each of their attacks could cause great damage to the enemy's formation.

The infantry following behind them also quickly launched subsequent attacks, expanding and consolidating the effectiveness of the cavalry's impact.

The situation, which was originally relatively stalemate and even leaning towards Yuan Shao's army, was suddenly reversed after the charge of the armored cavalry. Liu Bei and Guan Yu, who were at the center of the fiercest battle, felt deeply the powerful pressure brought by the Yellow Turbans.

Guan Yu was indeed extremely brave, and the team he led was equally elite and brave, but they were just a wave blooming in the ocean and soon disappeared into thin air.

In such a large battlefield with a population of 100,000, the role that their thousand-strong army can play is very limited. That is, at the critical moment of the stalemate, they can have a certain impact on the direction of the war, but now this impact has been quickly extinguished.

Guan Yu held a cold saw and fought hard against the Yellow Turban infantry and cavalry. Even with his bravery, he still had a hard time facing the Yellow Turbans who were covered in armor. After a fierce fight, he only killed a few enemies and suffered many wounds himself.

Originally, under his leadership, the elite team could still suppress the Yellow Turbans, but now that the Yellow Turban heavy cavalry joined the battlefield, Guan Yu was immediately beaten back.

Liu Bei, who was also fighting, felt sad. At this point in the battle, he certainly understood that victory was hopeless. However, now was not the time to think about revenge. The most important thing was how to protect himself.

I still have the desire to support the Han Dynasty, and I still have revenge for the death of my third brother. I absolutely cannot end my life on this battlefield!

Fortunately, the signal to retreat soon came from the rear, which made Liu Bei feel relieved: "Second brother, quickly withdraw the troops and do not linger in the battle!"

Hearing Liu Bei's shouts not far away, Guan Yu naturally ordered a retreat and led his soldiers to fight while retreating.

There is no need to break the formation by force, if he just retreats, the pressure on Guan Yu will be much less. He can completely ensure his own safety by leading elite soldiers to fight against the Yellow Turbans.

But the Yellow Turbans would not tolerate the enemy's easy withdrawal. At this time, a small group of Yellow Turbans suddenly rushed out from the flank following the footsteps of heavy cavalry and headed towards Liu Bei and Guan Yu.

Perhaps it was the intuitive connection between masters, Guan Yu quickly sensed the dangerous aura. After sweeping away the enemy troops in front of him, he looked at the person who was attacking him.

But he saw a young warrior wearing a yellow turban and holding a sword and shield, leading the crowd to attack. Guan Yu thought he looked familiar at first glance, but he had no time to think about it, because the opponent had already rushed in front of him, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and slashed at him.

A general of Guan Yu's level can tell the opponent's strengths and weaknesses just by looking at his posture. Just by seeing the opponent's steady, accurate and swift movements, he knows that he has met a tough opponent.

The other party was obviously also coming for his general, and they rushed straight forward without any delay.

Guan Yu was not afraid at all. After a fight with him, both of them felt a huge vibration in their right hands. They were both shocked by the opponent's huge strength, and then they looked at each other.

"Zi Long!"

"Yun Chang!"

When the two looked at each other, they were both stunned. They both recognized each other's identity.

Zhao Yun, Liu Bei and Guan Yu all once served under Han Fu. The same was true when Yuan Shao later took control of Jizhou. It was not until a major battle that Zhao Yun was separated from these two men. Who would have thought that they would meet again on the battlefield this time.

At this time, Liu Bei was also protecting Guan Yu and came here. With a glance, he saw Zhao Yun confronting Guan Yu, and was immediately struck by lightning.

Compared to Guan Yu's shock, Liu Bei was extremely distressed and puzzled when he saw the yellow scarf tied on Zhao Yun's head. He rushed to Zhao Yun regardless of the chaos on the battlefield and asked loudly: "Zilong is obviously a loyal and righteous hero, why did you join the enemy and defile yourself?"

Guan Yu clenched the Lengyan saw in his hand, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Liu Bei was still in the mood to feel regret and question, but it was much simpler for Guan Yu. As long as he wore a yellow turban on his head, he was an enemy.

Zhao Yun looked at Liu Bei with a complicated expression. After all, he once regarded Liu Bei as his best friend, but now he was in this situation. He wanted to explain but didn't know where to start. It was even more painful.

"There are some things that Brother Xuande doesn't understand. Zhao Yun can only say that all my choices are based on my heart." Zhao Yun hesitated for a long time, but finally looked at Liu Bei calmly and responded.

Liu Bei was totally confused. Seeing the surrounding soldiers retreating one after another, he became more and more anxious: "What are you talking about? Zilong, it's not too late for you to turn back now. Throw away the yellow scarf on your head and follow me. I will plead for you in front of the governor!"

When Zhao Yun heard Liu Bei's words, he suddenly remembered the sound of the people in the countryside crying because of Chunyu Qiong's actions. He also remembered the way the people welcomed the Yellow Turbans with food and drink. Then he shook his head calmly.

The yellow turban fluttered in the wind. Zhao Yun did not speak, but his attitude was very obvious. Liu Bei saw this and his expression changed. He and Zhao Yun were sincere to each other, but Zhao Yun's choice now made him feel a strong sense of betrayal, which did not come from himself, but from the Han Dynasty.

Even such loyal and righteous people left the Han Dynasty and joined the Yellow Turbans. What is wrong with this world?
He gritted his teeth and asked, "Zilong, have you been bewitched by that bandit chief Xu Chen?"

Zhao Yun sighed, "Brother Xuande, please do not be bothered by prejudice. The Yellow Turbans are indeed a righteous sect, and our leader is not a bandit leader. He established Xuan Xia and abolished his own monarch, all for the sake of saving the suffering people. I, Zhao Yun, admire such a hero and am willing to follow him."

Suddenly, Liu Bei's face turned red, his eyes contained disbelief, anger, heartache, shock, and confusion, and his mouth opened as if he was about to scold Zhao Yun.

But in the end he said nothing, just looked at Zhao Yun, left a sentence "Take care of yourself" and left.

At this time, Guan Yu, who had been clearing the surrounding enemies for Liu Bei, was also freed. At this time, all the surrounding soldiers retreated, and he did not need to continue fighting. But before he left, he still left a cold message to Zhao Yun: "See you next time, I will not hold back, we can fight to the death!"

Watching the two brothers leave, Zhao Yun also let out a long sigh.

Thinking of the days long ago when he had close friendship with Liu Bei and Guan Yu, he felt sad at this moment, but he had chosen his own path and he did not regret his decision.

If one day the two sides really have to fight a life-and-death battle, then we can only say that it is fate.

Compared with the grand cause of the Natural Religion, personal emotions are really insignificant. If it can really bring a bright world to the people of the world, I, Zhao Yun, will follow the leader even if I die!
Although the reunion of Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhao Yun was full of drama, it did not affect the situation on the battlefield. As a result, Yuan Shao's army failed to break through the Yellow Turbans' defense, but instead they themselves were defeated by the Yellow Turbans' heavy cavalry.

However, there were many good generals in Yuan Shao's army. No matter Zhang He, Gao Lan, Yan Liang or Wen Chou, they were able to control the situation in the chaos of the battle and prevent their own side from being defeated. When they heard the signal to retreat from the rear, they still led the army back safely.

When the Xuanxia Yellow Turbans pursued to the enemy formation, they had no choice but to order a retreat, and both sides stopped fighting.

The two sides just confronted each other from a distance, and then each summed up the gains and losses of the battle. The result of this battle made both sides feel uncomfortable.

Although Yuan Shao's army withdrew safely, the casualties in such a large-scale battle were terribly high.

After this battle, the casualties had reached nearly 5,000 people. When this number was sent to Yuan Shao, he gasped.

He had witnessed the strength of the Yellow Turbans. With their overall lead in equipment and troop quality, the gap between the two sides in this decisive battle became even more serious. Even if the Yellow Turbans were defending at a disadvantage in terms of troop strength, they could still cause heavy casualties on the battlefield.

At this time, the question Yuan Shao and his men had was, how many casualties did the Yellow Turbans suffer?

However, the Yellow Turbans were not having an easy time either. Xu Chen felt heartbroken when he saw the casualties of the Yellow Turbans. The casualties in this battle exceeded his expectations, reaching nearly two thousand people.

In fact, due to the Yellow Turbans' powerful performance on the battlefield, the casualty ratio between the Yellow Turbans and the enemy has always been around one to three, and the proportion of deaths and serious injuries among the casualties is very low. This is the result of excellent troop quality and equipment advantages.

Now Xu Chen didn’t know how many casualties Yuan Shao had suffered, but based on his understanding of his own side’s combat effectiveness, he could roughly estimate the casualties. This time’s casualties clearly exceeded his expectations.

He soon understood why this happened. Almost all of these extra casualties came from the captives captured from Chunyu Qiong.

These captives had not been completely transformed, their combat effectiveness could not be compared with that of the Yellow Turban soldiers, and they lacked sufficient equipment. It was not surprising that their casualties were relatively high.

Xu Chen put down the battle damage report and sighed with a headache: "Although we have repelled the enemy, we are also in a very bad situation. After all, our army has few soldiers and cannot withstand the consumption. Moreover, our Yellow Turban soldiers are precious. I will be sad if one is missing."

Wang Dang snorted coldly, "They attacked us before our army set up camp. Don't worry, Master. I will urge you to build a military camp immediately. If they dare to attack us again, they will never return!"

Lu Ping also said: "Our army is in trouble, and the enemy will be even more uncomfortable. Yuan Shao has been hurt, and I think he will not act rashly in the short term."

"That's right. As long as our army defends the camp and resists the enemy, Yuan Shao will definitely be defeated by us!"

Ju Su was confident, stroking his beard and smiling, "If Yuan Shao really confronts our army, we can just send out cavalry to cut off their food supply. His 80,000-man army will not be able to fight for long. When the situation turns bad, they will retreat. In this way, Changshan will truly fall into Xuan Xiazhi's pocket!"

Hearing this, Xu Chen could only sigh in his heart that it was really difficult to get two pieces of land from Yuan Shao. Fortunately, the result was always good.

(End of this chapter)