People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 580 Genuine
The night raid is not over yet!

In fact, Wu and Shu had never given up their plan of a night attack. The battle between the two sides a few days ago was just a prelude, and today was the real finale.

This time, the entire army will launch an unreserved night attack. There is no need to worry about anything in this desperate situation. Life and death will depend on this move.

Under the cover of darkness, the huge army slowly moved towards the Yellow Turban camp. Although they tried to reduce noise as much as possible to avoid alerting the Yellow Turbans, noise was inevitable when the entire army was mobilized.

Even if we just groped forward carefully, the messy and dense footsteps still made the earth tremble slightly.

At this moment, not only did the commander-in-chief Zhou Yu personally take up his sword and go into battle, but even Liu Bei and Sun Quan also fearlessly went into the battle formation.

The outcome of this battle will determine the survival of Wu and Shu. If the war is lost, the so-called monarch will be just a rootless duckweed. Compared to the humiliation of being captured by the Yellow Turbans, they would rather go to war and die with the country.

At this moment, Liu Bei and Sun Quan were both wearing armor and holding sharp blades, but their reactions to the end of their fate were different.

The closer they got to the Yellow Turban camp, the more Sun Quan's body couldn't help but tremble violently. His body wrapped in armor had already soaked his underwear with sweat. However, Liu Bei, who was surrounded by the Shu army, was much calmer and composed. Not only was his pace steady, but his eyes also showed determination and resoluteness.

Both are monarchs, but Liu Bei was an entrepreneurial monarch who established his empire with every sword and spear, while Sun Quan was only a continuator who inherited the empire from his father and brother. There is no comparison between the two in terms of courage and bravery.

Of course, for them at this moment, this superiority and inferiority is no longer meaningful. Most of them will not be able to avoid the fate of being defeated by the Yellow Turbans today.

No matter how calm and composed Liu Bei was, or how frightened and panicked Sun Quan was, in the end they were both marching towards the end of their fate. Regardless of whether they were ready to face the end of their fate or not, they could only choose to move forward.

Only Zhou Yu still faithfully performed his duties as the Grand Commander. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, he would try his best.

He knew that this time the entire army was launching an unreserved night attack, and it would be impossible for them to be discovered until they got close to the Yellow Turban camp. So when they were nearly half a mile away from the Yellow Turbans, he no longer tried to cover his tracks, but took the lead in raising torches and shouting on the spot.

"Everyone in the army, light your torches and follow me to attack the camp. This battle will not end until one dies!"

This loud shout was like a thunderbolt in the quiet night, awakening the gloomy darkness. Of course, along with the darkness, the Yellow Turban army in the camp was also awakened!
In an instant, the wind and clouds surged in the darkness, and both sides of the war could sense the change in atmosphere. It seemed that the heaven and earth opened their eyes at the same time, watching the final fate of this land.

This was a war between the Yellow Turbans and Wu and Shu, and also a war between the nobles and the common people. The final outcome would determine whether this ancient civilization would regress into history and return to the old, or shave its hair and cleanse its marrow and move towards a new life.

All the soldiers of Wu and Shu used their remaining morale to make a final charge.

In the dark night, the sound of shouting and killing shook the earth, and the sound of footsteps changed from rustling to unbridled and frenzied. Once this final night attack was unleashed, it was a complete release. No matter who faced the mighty momentum, it would surely shock their hearts.

However, the Yellow Turban camp, which was facing the night attack, was extremely quiet. On a macro scale, the two sides of the war were in the extreme opposition of stillness and movement.

Zhou Yu led his troops to charge forward, but when he saw the Yellow Turban camp remained unmoved, his heart sank to the bottom.

He certainly didn't think that the Yellow Turbans would not notice such a huge movement. The fact that they were so quiet only showed that the Yellow Turbans were not paralyzed by the calmness of the nights, but had made all preparations in advance, so they would not panic because of the sudden night attack. Zhou Yu sighed helplessly in his heart. In order to pave the way for this final attack, he deliberately gave up the night attacks of the previous few nights, hoping that the Yellow Turbans would relax their vigilance at night, so that Wu and Shu could use the night attack of the entire army to catch the Yellow Turbans off guard at the last moment.

Unfortunately, his plan failed, and he could only sigh that the Yellow Turbans really left him no chance.

Although the plan failed, at this moment Wu and Shu no longer had any way to retreat. Zhou Yu was not discouraged. He just took a deep breath and charged towards the Yellow Turban camp.

At this moment, there was no grand commander-in-chief. He was just playing his last role as a soldier of Wu and Shu.

When approaching the camp wall, a strong sense of oppression instantly came over him. After Zhou Yu looked at the Yellow Turban soldiers who were standing in a strict array on the camp wall in front of him, the momentum of their iron wall made him despair.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little grateful to the Wu and Shu soldiers who had fought bravely these days. It turned out that the soldiers were fighting against such an opponent. It was hard to imagine how much courage it took to face such an enemy...

He thought he could feel enough pressure from the Yellow Turbans while commanding at the rear of the army, but only when he actually stood at the front line could he intuitively feel the real pressure, which was more than ten times greater than the pressure felt at the rear.

We can’t defeat them, we really can’t defeat them, the Yellow Turbans are all monsters.

Those rows of long spears shining with cold light, those neatly arranged formations, and those heavy armors, just looking at them made Zhou Yu tremble in his heart.

The Wu and Shu soldiers were going forward to fight the enemy with only their weapons and thin clothes, which made it impossible for them to win.

At this moment, he felt that even if all the soldiers surrendered, he could not blame the soldiers. They had already done their best to fight against such a terrifying opponent until today, and he really could not ask for more from them.

Although he had thousands of thoughts in his mind, it was actually just a matter of a moment. When the Yellow Turbans' arrows shot at him, Zhou Yu's thoughts were immediately brought back to the battlefield.

He put aside all distracting thoughts, just smiled faintly, and charged towards the Yellow Turban position.

The two sides were at loggerheads and blood was flowing in the night. Perhaps it was the excitement of the last battle, the Wu and Shu soldiers actually showed quite good fighting will, which made this night battle look quite intense.

This was the last breath in the chests of the Wu and Shu soldiers. When this breath was exhausted, the battle would be over.

Xu Chen in the camp was watching the situation on the front line calmly.

Now is the end of the war. The final attack of Wu and Shu can be described as tragic, but this cannot change the outcome. Xu Chen firmly believes that Wu and Shu will not even be able to wait until dawn.

But inexplicably, Xu Chen looked up at the sky, and seeing that there was no trace of a meteor, he couldn't help but smile.

It seems that the story of Liu Xiu, the son of the plane, summoning meteorites to defeat the time traveler Wang Mang will not be repeated. Liu Bei is not Liu Xiu, and he himself is not Wang Mang.

I, Xu Chen, am a genuine time traveler!
(End of this chapter)