I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 190 Who gave you the courage?

Yan Xing gloated about the latest news from Jizhou: "I heard that Yu Du and Bai Rao have gathered several Yellow Turban troops in Weijun and even have plans to besiege Yecheng. I'm afraid Yuan Benchu ​​will be in trouble this time."

The change of political power will inevitably bring many unexpected events and troubles. If one wants to completely take over the power of Yecheng and even the entire Jizhou from Han Fu, it is inevitable to deal with the big and small factions within Jizhou.

Even though Yuan Shao was extremely famous, had the support of the Yuan family of Runan, and had already started preparations, he was still very busy at this time.

To others, it seemed incredible that Yuan Shao got Jizhou by just talking, as if he really had the destiny and was the popular choice.

But this kind of thing is like drinking water, whether it is cold or warm, I am afraid only you know.

Yuan Shao was currently facing all kinds of troubles. Before, when he was just managing the Bohai County, he already felt exhausted. Now, even the Black Mountain Yellow Turban Army dared to underestimate him and come to trouble him, which made Yuan Shao so angry that he was furious.

Wang Jing also laughed at this: "I hope Alliance Leader Yuan is okay."

Guo Jia couldn't help but smile after hearing these words, then he straightened his face and made a suggestion to Wang Jing: "Yuan Benchu ​​has just driven out Han Fu and has not yet established a stable foothold. The Black Mountain Army is causing chaos in the country. He must be restless and have no time to look south. Now is a good time for our army to occupy Yanzhou and appease the people."

Xun You also agreed: "Feng Xiao's words make sense. Originally, You thought that it would take at least a year and a half to defeat the Black Mountain Army led by Yu Du and others. I didn't expect that our army would completely win the battle as soon as it took action. Moreover, after this setback, the Black Mountain Army will definitely pick on the weak in the future. The situation is greatly favorable to our army."

Wang Jing adopted the strategies of Guo Jia and Xun You, left Zhang Fei in Puyang, and then immediately marched south to rescue Changyi.

A few days later, Wang Jing led his army to Shouzhang, preparing to stop the Yellow Turban Army from Qingzhou.

Prior to this, Xu Huang and Zhou Tai had defended the two lines of defense of Dongping and Rencheng respectively, making it difficult for the aggressive Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou to advance.

Xu Huang and Zhou Tai fought to the death and repelled countless waves of enemy attacks over the past few days.

However, the number of rebel soldiers wearing yellow scarves on their heads has increased from the initial 100,000 to the current 300,000. Among them, there are even a large number of refugees with their families, and the total number has reached one million. It can be said that there are huge crowds of people.

At the junction of Qingzhou and Yanzhou, everywhere you look, you can see crowds of people, densely packed, covering the mountains and plains, with no end in sight.

Dongping, outside the county town, Xu Huang’s army camp.

The land was filled with smoke of gunpowder. Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers were launching attacks one after another, risking their lives, trying to break the blockade in front of them, rush into Yanzhou, kill and plunder.

"Brothers, work harder, once we have entered Yanzhou, everyone can drink a lot of wine and eat a lot of meat!"

"Kill!"

"Damned court lackey, crawl!"

Guan Hai led several thousand personal guards to personally support the battle and killed hundreds of deserters in a row before he stabilized the position and continued the attack.

However, after a fierce battle, they still returned empty-handed and were unable to make any progress.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Guan Hai had no choice but to call back his troops. As soon as he returned to the camp, he was so angry that he drew his sword and chopped wildly, like an angry lion: "How hateful! Xu Huang neither fights nor retreats, but just keeps us from moving. This is totally unreasonable!"

Xu Huang arranged the battle strategy according to Xun You, took the initiative strategically, and his main force approached the area occupied by the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou. However, tactically, he adopted the method of building high fortifications and specialized in defensive battles, using terrain and tactics to leave the enemy helpless.

The Northern Army relied on the camps and took advantage of the terrain such as mountains and rivers to deploy defenses layer by layer and strictly guard their positions, leaving the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army, which lacked siege equipment and long-range strike capabilities, helpless. Even if it took all their efforts to capture a camp, Xu Huang would retreat in time, then regroup, accumulate strength to hold the defense line and block the advance of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army.

Guan Hai was very angry because of this. It was a terrible feeling to have the power but not be able to use it.

"General Qu, if we don't capture the enemy camp in front of us, our military rations will run out. Without food and fodder, disaster will come."

"Shut up! Do I need you to remind me? Don't I know that the army is short of food? Fight, fight, fight, fight, you have to fight hard. This Xu Huang is really a tortoise. No matter how I show him the flaws, he just won't come out. What can I do?"

At this moment, Guan Hai was already troubled by the army's food shortage.

Most of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou were poor people, and some were simply refugees. Although they were numerous, they were seriously short of food. When they invaded Yanzhou before, they basically relied on plundering wealthy households or the imperial treasury after taking the city. If that was not enough, they would rob the common people.

The so-called uprising is essentially still the style of bandits. They rob wherever they go, do not engage in production, do not maintain order, and are chaotic and barbaric. No matter how large the scale is, they are essentially just a group of bandits.

However, the tactics arranged by Xun You directly hit the weak spot of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou. Lack of food was the biggest weakness and lifeline of the Yellow Turban Army!
Even Xu Huang and Zhou Tai did not need to organize a special attack. They only needed to continuously send out small groups of cavalry to harass and block the enemy, and then build camps to block the roads, so that the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou would be in a dilemma of running out of ammunition and food.

Just when Guan Hai was hesitating whether to advance or retreat, a scout suddenly came back to report: "General Qu, something bad has happened! Shou Zhang's brothers have been defeated, and the court has sent new reinforcements."

Guan Hai was shocked when he heard this: "Do you know who is leading the troops?"

The scouts were terrified and cried, "General Qu, let's run for our lives. The one coming is Marquis Qi himself. Under the Huangyu Lie Sword, I'm afraid we will all be killed."

After hearing this, Guan Hai was so scared that he almost lost his balance. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. He asked in shock, "Are you sure it's really Marquis Qi?"

As a result, this question only earned a bitter smile from his subordinates: "This is a matter of life and death, how dare I joke? Under the Huangyu Lie Sword, hundreds of people died, all of them turned into ashes, and died without a complete body. With such ability, who else in the world can have such means except Qi Hou himself?"

When the Hongming Sword comes out, it burns mountains and boils seas, and people are reduced to ashes. It is fatal to the panic of the lower-level soldiers.

Obviously, Guan Hai's men had already started to retreat before the battle even started, and did not dare to become enemies with Wang Jing at all.

It's just robbery, it doesn't matter where you rob, why seek death?
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and pack your belongings and run."

Guan Hai was also frightened at this moment. Unlike Sui Gu, a fool who didn't even know his last name after being protected by the Black Bird, Guan Hai seemed reckless and arrogant, but in fact he was very good at changing with the times.

After all, he was born a pirate, and running away has long been his instinct.

Guan Hai came to Yanzhou this time with the intention of taking advantage, but when he heard that Wang Jing, the killer, was coming, he decided to run away without hesitation.

"Master Qu, aren't you going to notify the others?"

Guan Hai was very impatient: "What do you want to notify? Isn't it better to leave them here to delay Marquis Qi? Without someone to cover our retreat, how can we retreat safely?"

He didn't care about the lives of these other "colleagues". Compared with the terrifying devil Wang Jing, in Guan Hai's opinion, Kong Rong of Beihai was obviously easier to bully.

Therefore, Guan Hai had already made up his mind not to interfere in the chaos in Yanzhou.

"kill!"

Three thousand Bingzhou soldiers attacked head-on, and two thousand heavy armored cavalry made a flanking move, fighting from Shouzhang to Dongping, and from Dongping to Ningyang. By the time Wang Jing fought his way to Rencheng, he had fought a total of twenty-two battles, large and small, and won every battle, repelling tens of thousands of young and strong Yellow Turban soldiers, making them cry for their parents and suffer defeat after defeat.

The Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou, which had been attacking unfavorably and had already consumed too much physical strength and fighting spirit, was suddenly counterattacked and was caught off guard. It fought and retreated repeatedly until it reached Rencheng, where it finally stopped and had a chance to catch its breath.

When Wang Jing led his army to meet Zhou Tai in Rencheng, he saw that Zhou Tai had many wounds all over his body, and he sighed: "Youping, you have worked really hard this time."

Rencheng is closest to Changyi, the capital of Yanzhou, and therefore suffered the most fierce attacks. Zhou Tai faced a siege by enemy forces that were dozens of times larger than his own, but he still refused to give an inch. With only two thousand soldiers, he defended his position like a rock for dozens of days. Naturally, this could only be paid for with his life.

However, Zhou Tai was brave but not arrogant. Facing Wang Jing's praise, he did not take credit for himself. Instead, he acted very calmly: "I am paid by the king and I must be loyal to the king. This is my duty."

As soon as these words were spoken, the others immediately looked at him differently.

Even Guo Jia was amazed, thinking that Wang Jing had so many talented people under his command, and there were so many generals who were capable of standing on their own.

In the past, there were Guan Yu and Xu Huang, and now there is Zhou Tai. The likes of Lu Bu and Zhang Fei are also brave generals who are good at conquering and attacking strongholds. Such strength is really scary when it is shown.

After everyone gathered, Xu Huang began to report the military situation: "Since the news of Liu Dai's death in battle spread, the Yellow Turban Army that was previously rampant in Qingzhou is now pouring into Yanzhou. Although Youping and I have repelled the enemy many times, the enemy is getting more and more numerous. I am afraid the situation is not optimistic."

Three hundred thousand young men from Qingzhou and millions of refugees, this overwhelming human wave offensive, just hearing about it makes people's scalps numb. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands, let alone four hundred hands?
The Northern Army that went on this expedition had no more than 40,000 men at most, and they had troops stationed in various places to guard against enemies from all directions. The force that could be gathered to attack the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou was just over 10,000 at most. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Northern Army was "fighting one against a hundred" in this battle.

At the beginning, Liu Dai was on the one hand inflated by the flattery, but on the other hand he was afraid that if he appeared too weak, he would be treated as a fish on the chopping board.

However, he was such a loser that his proactive attack only accelerated his own defeat. Now he left behind a mess in Yanzhou that Wang Jing had to come and clean up.

"A million Yellow Turbans sounds scary. Gongda, Fengxiao, do you have any good ideas?"

Although it was scary, there was no fear on Wang Jing's face.

Guo Jia's face was equally calm. "My lord, although there are millions of Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou, they have crossed the state and are now at the end of their strength. They can hardly penetrate the Lu silk. Our army only needs to win a few more battles, block the road, and wait until their food runs out, then we can surrender with a piece of paper."

This judgment coincides with Xun You's idea.

Xun You was a master of tactics, while Guo Jia was good at winning people's hearts and minds. The movements of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou, and even every thought and idea in their minds, could not escape the control of top-notch strategists like Xun You and Guo Jia.

Xun You and Guo Jia had already discovered the weaknesses of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou and had thoroughly understood their strengths and weaknesses.

"In that case, we will rest today and fight the enemy tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

The next day, after resting, Xu Huang and Zhou Tai changed their previous defensive strategy and took the initiative to attack.

Rencheng State, the southwestern plain of Shandong.

On the vast and flat land, three thousand armored soldiers, three thousand elite soldiers from Danyang, and five thousand soldiers from Hedong lined up facing east, welcoming the arrival of the enemy with a dignified attitude.

The main force of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou, which had suffered a series of devastating defeats, had been compressed to the areas of Rencheng and Gaoping.

They were already full of resentment, and when they saw Xu Huang and Zhou Tai finally poking their heads out of their turtle shells, they all rubbed their hands, wanting to vent their anger.

"Just 10,000 people dare to fight to the death with our army. How ridiculous!"

"If they had not held the camp and used the terrain to block our army, how could our army have been defeated? Now that the main forces of our army have all gathered, there are hundreds of thousands of people. Is it possible that we can't win? Kill! If you capture Puyang, you will have treasures, beauties, fine wine and delicious food!"

"Kill!"

The mob of hundreds of forces mixed together shouted loudly, really thinking that they could win by overwhelming the enemy with numbers, but they had no idea that they were facing a completely full-time professional army, and that many of the soldiers had practiced the skills bestowed by Wang Jing, and could even use their military merits to exchange for elixirs to temper their muscles and bones.

Such a powerful army was no match for the great and wise Zhang Jue when he was still alive.

What's more, the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou had long become a loose group. Among the so-called millions of people, many were just groups of refugees, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands, or even dozens or hundreds.

They had no unified command, lacked unified organization and coordination, were in internal chaos and disorder, and fought each on their own.

Such an army will collapse immediately if it encounters setbacks.

However, the shallow wisdom and knowledge of the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou made them lack correct cognition, so that they actually felt that they had strength in numbers and would inevitably have the advantage.

Three hundred thousand Yellow Turban Army and millions of refugees gathered into a vast ocean. The huge number of heads seemed like huge waves blown by strong winds, surging in.

"Kill!"

The Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army's chaotic charge began. The noisy scene formed a sharp contrast with the immovable Wang Jing Army.

"A group of unorganized and undisciplined bandits actually want to challenge a group of fully employed professional soldiers? Who gave you the confidence and courage to think you can win?"

Wang Jing sneered and commanded calmly: "Lin Zhen, surge."

Boom~
The uniform movements, the sound of footsteps like thunder, and countless determined gazes finally converged into a terrifying and murderous aura.

Sometimes, the person who shouts the loudest is not necessarily the most powerful.

Silence is just to accumulate strength, waiting for the moment when the battle comes, and then explode.

"Lin! Lin!"

The soldiers looked determined and shouted slogans. The stacked halberds looked like a lush steel jungle. What was even more terrible was that this steel jungle actually moved!

The Northern Army soldiers were seen advancing slowly and forward, surging towards the enemy like orderly waves.

The Bingzhou soldiers in the center of the army bore the brunt of the attack and were the first to engage in battle with the enemy. However, facing the enemy's human wave tactics, they relied on their indomitable will and continued to slowly push forward.

Thick armor and sturdy shields all provide strong defense, giving the soldiers an advantage in head-on combat.

On the other hand, the refugees of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou lacked armor, and faced with the forest of long spears, they had no power to resist at all. The moment they formed a formation, they were pierced like hedgehogs.

The large amount of blood and death quickly aroused fear in their hearts.

They continuously launched attacks but were unable to shake the enemy in front of them, and were constantly pushed back by the enemy. This feeling of powerlessness was destroying their fighting spirit.

The belief that they would win by relying on their numerical advantage was gradually eroded and became uncontrollably shaken.

After a full hour of fierce fighting, thousands of Bingzhou soldiers marched slowly forward, stepping on the enemy's river of blood and mountains of corpses, without stopping for a moment.

With the help of the secret method of observing the military situation, Wang Jing saw that the enemy's physical strength and fighting spirit were declining rapidly, and their morale had already fallen to the bottom. He knew that the battle would soon be decided.

As he expected, the poorly organized refugees were always at a disadvantage when facing the regular army, which was far superior in equipment, training, physical fitness and morale.

Seeing the fighter plane right in front of him, Wang Jing launched a counterattack without hesitation: "Thunder formation, forge ahead!"

Wang Jing shouted loudly, intimidating the entire audience.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Three thousand armored soldiers were the first to respond. The halberd soldiers in the front row maintained a strict formation while launching fierce attacks forward continuously. They were truly as still as a mountain and as powerful as thunder!

Zhou Tai and Xu Huang immediately commanded their troops to launch a coordinated attack, with 3,000 Bingzhou soldiers as the spearhead, tearing through the enemy's front line, and then launching a joint offensive to further cut off the enemy's various units, making it impossible for them to connect with each other, and unable to take care of both sides, falling into a state of continuous chaos.

"Endeavor! Endeavor! I am invincible!"

"Invincible! Invincible!"

The soldiers of Bingzhou have won victory after victory and now have the spirit of a king's army. The military spirit is rising like the sun and the moon in the sky, and their brilliant light illuminates the world.

The Danyang soldiers are also the best in the world. They are fearless and loyal and brave.

The Hedong soldiers were full-time professional soldiers trained by Xu Huang. They had been fighting against the Huns and Xianbei for many years, and their customs were extremely tough. Now, after professional military training, they had a high degree of organization and discipline, and their combat effectiveness was even better than before.

Compared with the Yellow Turban Army who only knew how to move around and rob, professional soldiers like them were much stronger.
(End of this chapter)