People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 428 It’s time to end
This night was restless, chaotic, and even more confusing. It was very difficult for both the Wei army and the Yellow Turbans to fight in the dark. In such an environment, the battle would surely become very chaotic, and the armies of both sides would surely disperse in the darkness.

For Cao's army, this chaos was actually a kind of cover when their own combat effectiveness was inferior to that of the Yellow Turbans.

As time passed, the noise in the darkness gradually died down. By this time, the Wei army had almost dispersed and fled. The Yellow Turbans were naturally unwilling to let them go, and pursued them in the dark. However, such a pursuit at night was doomed to produce no results.

However, the fighting in Jinyang City, where the fire was raging, gradually subsided. Both the Wei army blocking the east gate and the Wei army led by Yu Jin who stayed behind were slowly defeated by the Yellow Turbans' encirclement.

In particular, the thousands of isolated soldiers of Yu Jin who had already fought their way out of the city were simply unable to stop the Yellow Turban Army who were ready for battle. After a battle, they were defeated one after another. But even so, Yu Jin gritted his teeth and insisted on fighting, with no intention of surrendering.

He just wanted to delay the Yellow Turbans as much as possible to create conditions for the transfer of the Wei army.

After half an hour, only less than a thousand of his thousands of soldiers were left. The soldiers' eyes were red from killing, and they were determined to fight with Yu Jin.

Only iron-blooded warriors can leave behind an army to retreat. At least this Wei army is prepared to die.

Up to now, Yu Jin can be said to have completed his mission. This is the longest time his thousands of soldiers can buy by trying their best.

He glanced at the Wei army whose numbers were dwindling, and even though he was covered in blood and gasping for breath, he still smiled with some helplessness and relief.

This way I have lived up to your majesty's trust. Unfortunately, my soldiers and I cannot fight back, and your majesty cannot personally commend me for my achievements. However, dying on the battlefield with my body wrapped in horsehide is a worthy death.

It is not a shame to die at the hands of an enemy like the Yellow Turbans
At some point, a group of Yellow Turbans appeared from the rear. When Yu Jin looked back, he realized that the East Gate had been breached by the Yellow Turbans and he was now trapped in a desperate situation of being attacked from both ends.

But from the back, a general from the Yellow Turbans holding double halberds rode out on horseback and glanced over.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, soon Yu Jin's eyes met his. Both of them narrowed their eyes at the same time, and tightened the weapons in their hands, ready for a life-and-death fight.

You are a fierce army. In this case, I will give you enough respect and do my best to send you off.
When Taishi Ci saw that Yu Jin's army fought bravely and refused to surrender, he couldn't help but admire them a little. His expression was solemn. Then he pointed his halberd forward and shouted "Kill" that shook the night sky.

Soon, the two sides collided fiercely. Although Taishi Ci and Yu Jin were both exhausted after the long battle, they still put in all their strength. The two fought each other back and forth in the melee.

Yu Jin was certainly not a fool, but in terms of personal bravery, Taishi Ci was definitely one of the best in the era, and was simply not something Yu Jin could handle. After a fierce fight between the two sides, Yu Jin was soon no match for Taishi Ci.

In the dark environment, sparks flew from the collision of metal. When the two sides pulled away and drove their horses to charge at each other again, this time the sound heard was no longer the crisp sound of metal, but a dull sound of flesh and blood.

Then, the fire in the city became more intense, and a figure was seen falling from his horse. It was Yu Jin with an iron halberd stuck in his chest.

Accompanied by the sound of slow horse hooves, Taishi Ci stepped forward, bent down, pulled out the weapon from Yu Jin, who had completely lost his voice, then raised his arms high and shouted.

"The commander is dead, why don't the Wei army surrender quickly? We, the Yellow Turbans, treat the prisoners well. You'd better think carefully about whether to live or die!" This loud voice like thunder instantly penetrated the darkness. Hundreds of Wei soldiers who were fighting were all stunned for a moment, and then suddenly deflated like a punctured skin. After looking at each other for a while, they silently dropped their weapons.

The reason they were able to fight to the death was because of Yu Jin's example. Now that Yu Jin is dead, they have lost their motivation.

The war in Jinyang finally came to a halt. Taishi Ci glanced at the darkness in the distance, but did not rush into pursuit without thinking. Instead, he made some arrangements first. Under such circumstances, it was not a rational decision to pursue further, as he might walk into an ambush of the Wei army.

Having fought this battle till now, Taishi Ci would not underestimate the Wei army. It can be said that this was the toughest battle the Yellow Turbans had fought since their rise to power.

He also had to admit that this Wei army was very strong.
Moreover, at this time, the most important thing for the Yellow Turbans was not just to chase the enemy: "All troops, leave a thousand light cavalry to follow me to pursue, and all the rest of the troops will go into the city to put out the fire and save the people!"

If he only led the cavalry in pursuit, they would have enough mobility and would not end up without return even if they really encountered an ambush by Cao's army.

Many soldiers were already very tired after a night of fighting, but when they heard the order, they immediately perked up, and no one complained.

Soon, the army led by Taishi Ci began to act according to the order. The cavalry quickly stepped out of the positions, the flag soldiers raised their spears high, the yellow flags of Xuanxia fluttered fiercely in the night wind, and the infantry were ready to enter the city.

It was not until Taishi Ci gave an order that the cavalrymen plunged into the darkness and disappeared without a trace. The infantrymen also silently laid down their weapons, prepared their first aid kits, and returned to the city in teams to carry out fire-fighting and rescue tasks.

At this time, the army led by Wang Dang had actually already started these tasks. In the chaotic Jinyang City, Yellow Turbans could be seen everywhere looking for water to put out fires, and they could also be seen clumsily bandaging the wounds of the people. The accompanying military doctors began to treat the seriously injured civilians and soldiers on the spot.

The city was filled with the cries of the people, but as time passed, the cries gradually faded away.

Soon, the people no longer cared about their sadness and hatred, and began to follow the Yellow Turbans to join in the repair work of the city. The original panic and anxiety gradually settled down after the Yellow Turbans entered the city. It felt like they had returned home surrounded by their loved ones from a wilderness full of wild beasts.

When they saw the Yellow Turbans, they knew they were safe and saved.

Although there were still people crying, most of them were crying tears of joy after surviving the disaster.

The little girl who was screaming with fear just now immediately calmed down when she leaned on the chest of the Yellow Turban warrior, and then slowly fell asleep. The old man who lost his loved one hugged the warrior tightly as if he were his own son, and choked with tears.

When the first ray of morning sun shone on Jinyang City, Wang Dang took a wooden basin and put out the last fire. When he looked back, the huge Jinyang was full of broken walls, charcoal and wounded soldiers. In some gathering places, the people were helping the soldiers to make fires and cook.

It is gloomy here, but it is also a new life after the disaster.

He wiped the sweat from his face with his wet sleeve, but ended up wiping away the cigarette ash on his face. This made Wang Dang shake his head and sigh.

It's time to end
(End of this chapter)