People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 586 Won
The battle in the rear camp ended very quickly. The mere 30,000 elite Wu troops were not enough to defeat the Yellow Turbans. In just a quarter of an hour, the entire Wu army formation was completely torn apart by the Yellow Turbans' heavy armored corps, and what followed was the large-scale surrender of this Wu army.

Changes in military morale are often not subject to human will. Even though Jiang Qin still wanted to fight again, most soldiers eventually gave up struggling.

After the formation was torn apart by the Yellow Turbans, no one knew who was the first to kneel down and surrender. This action was like a signal, which was amplified and spread, and then the army began to surrender uncontrollably.

The momentum was as irreversible and uncontrollable as the collapse of a high-rise building. When such a situation began to appear, even gods could not stop the total surrender.

Even if there were soldiers among them who were willing to continue fighting, when they saw that the situation was hopeless, they had no choice but to accept their fate.

Jiang Qin was still fighting fiercely with the Yellow Turbans in front of him one second ago, and the next second, a large number of soldiers around him knelt down. Looking back and seeing this scene, he could only roar in frustration, but the Wu army soldiers who had just charged with him turned a deaf ear to his scolding.

Jiang Qin, who was helpless and furious, finally turned cold and slashed the weapon in his hand at the soldiers around him.

However, before the blade could fall, a flash of sword light appeared, and his weapon was swept away by Lu Ping who was holding the sword. The next second, the sword was placed on his neck.

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, but then he accepted his fate with a wry smile.

Yes, it’s already this time, why bother making things difficult for the soldiers?

The soldiers have suffered enough by now, so even if they surrender, it is not right to blame them.

Thinking of his experience of fighting with the army for more than half a year, Jiang Qin felt a sense of relief.

It can be said that the soldiers below have done their utmost by accompanying the State of Wu until this point.

"Kill me, I am willing to die with my country." Jiang Qin knelt down on the ground dejectedly, then smiled miserably.

At this time, the Yellow Turban soldiers slowly made way for a path, and then a man came slowly on horseback. Jiang Qin subconsciously looked over and saw a heroic man in military uniform riding on a horse.

Of course he understood who this person was, and he thought that perhaps what he would face next was humiliation and ridicule.

However, the man in front of him just glanced at him and said something, and then he no longer paid attention to him.

"Whether you want to die or not will be clear after the war. If you deserve to die, even gods can't save you."

As soon as Xu Chen finished speaking, the surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers immediately stepped forward and tied up Jiang Qin. The last hope of Wu and Shu to turn the tables was thus snuffed out by the Yellow Turbans, which also announced the final outcome of this war.

As for the captured Jiang Qin, Xu Chen didn't care.

Along the way, he fought his way through the entire late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period. Countless heroes and great men died at his hands, and he also captured a large number of historical celebrities. Jiang Qin was nothing in comparison.

After the Wu army in the rear camp surrendered, the Yellow Turbans skillfully began to clean up the battlefield, and Lu Ping also began to redeploy the army. After all, the war was not completely over at this time.

"Master, the rear camp has been stabilized. Our troops can rush to the front battlefield again." After the army was reorganized, Lu Ping hurried over to ask for instructions.

This was naturally the way it should be. Xu Chen was about to nod, but the movement in the distance caught his attention, which made him subconsciously look towards the front camp. However, due to the long distance and blocked his vision, he could not see what was happening.

In fact, the movement in the front camp was not really a big movement, but there was no movement, or the movement was rapidly weakening. Lu Ping and Xu Chen looked at each other, and their expressions relaxed at the same time. Of course, they understood what the gradually weakening battlefield movement meant.

"It seems that the war on the front line is about to end."

Their judgment was indeed very accurate. After the battle in the rear camp came to an end, the same scene occurred on the Wu and Shu armies on the front battlefield.

After fighting back and forth for more than half a year, the spirits of the Wu and Shu soldiers had been stretched to the extreme. They finally reached the final critical point and began to surrender on a large scale and in an uncontrolled manner.

In this way, the noise and fighting on the battlefield naturally subsided and stopped, leaving only a few soldiers who were unwilling to die and were still making their final struggle.

These people were the palace guards of Wu, Sun Quan's most trusted personal soldiers, and warriors who were truly loyal to the Sun family. Even if the entire Wu and Shu army surrendered, even if they were faced with a situation where they were doomed to die, they would still stick together and be ready to put up a final resistance with their lives.

The people they were guarding in the center were none other than Sun Quan and Zhou Yu.

The Wu and Shu armies had already surrendered completely, so the Yellow Turbans naturally would not continue to hold on to the camp. When Wang Dang saw that the situation was settled, he led his army out of the camp to take over the battlefield. Sun Quan and Zhou Yu also completely lost the chance to escape.

Of course, it was meaningless to talk about escaping at this time. Even if they could still escape from the battlefield here, they would sooner or later fall into the hands of the Yellow Turbans.

After this war, there will be no place for them in this land of China anymore, and they have nowhere to escape.

The battle has been going on till now. Unknowingly, a faint light has begun to appear in the distant sky. It is a sign of sunrise. However, the coming of this new day heralds the death of Wu and Shu.

The Yellow Turban army slowly approached and surrounded this last enemy who refused to surrender.

However, facing the powerful and invincible Yellow Turban army, the last few hundred warriors of Wu were not afraid at all. They would guard their monarch to the last moment, even if it meant sacrificing their lives for it.

The fighting broke out again, and this time the process was very fast. After all, a mere few hundred dead soldiers would have almost no room for resistance when surrounded by tens of thousands of elite troops. The Yellow Turbans only needed a single charge to help these people realize their ambition to die.

Finally, in the center of the encirclement of tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans, only two people were left: Sun Quan, who was sitting on the ground in panic, and Zhou Yu, who was standing with a sword in his hand and covered in blood.

The battlefield suddenly fell into extreme silence, but the emotions conveyed by this silence were completely opposite.

In the eyes of Zhou Yu and Sun Quan, this moment was undoubtedly extremely tragic, as it was the moment when the country was shattered.

However, when Zhou Yu looked into the distance and saw a figure riding slowly towards him against the backdrop of the rising red sun, he felt an inexplicable throbbing in this picture.

It seemed like a kind of rebirth, and also seemed like a blessing. That figure seemed to have really become the projection of the red sun on earth.

It was not until the man who seemed to be integrated with the red sun came in front of Zhou Yu that Zhou Yu woke up from this illusion.

Xu Chen smiled and said, "We won."

Zhou Yu also laughed bitterly: "Yes, we lost."

(End of this chapter)