I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

The vast plain and the unprecedented battle!

On the vast land, the number of people participating in the battle on both sides exceeded 200,000. The mountains and plains were filled with surging crowds of people, especially at the headquarters of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou. The tents and flags stretched for dozens of miles, and the aura of war was overwhelming and powerful.

However, at this time, the party that launched a fierce attack was the main force of the Northern Army led by Wang Jing.

Ten thousand soldiers, fully armed and equipped, lined up with their backs to the water, and faced an enemy force that was dozens of times larger than their own. Even in such a situation, the Northern Army's soldiers still maintained a high and enterprising morale.

With the help of the ritual authority of the Chunjun Sword, Wang Jing enveloped the entire army with the power of order, enhancing the morale, physical fitness and fighting spirit of the soldiers.

Chunjun is the sword of etiquette, and the so-called "etiquette" is essentially order. The existence of a country is order, the existence of civilization is order, and the army, the cornerstone of a country, is naturally order.

Because as a divine weapon, the direct killing power of the Lijian Chunjun is not the strongest, and it is not even among the top five, but its impact on the army is among the best, especially for the king's army that upholds the core of "Li", which can obtain a huge improvement.

At this moment, the Northern Army was facing enemies that were dozens or even hundreds of times their number, but they remained indomitable and their will was indestructible.

Behind the front line, Guo Jia and Xun You were on a high platform, overlooking the entire battlefield. They saw the battle situation with their own eyes and used this as a basis to observe and analyze the changes in the situation.

When Guo Jia looked at the enemy camp from a distance before Wang Jing launched a counterattack, he sighed and said, "The Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou is about to be defeated."

As the chief strategist, Xun You, a master of tactics, was a top strategist who was proficient in the art of war like Guo Jia. Therefore, he also came to the same conclusion as Guo Jia by observing the changes in the enemy's morale: "The army is demoralized and has no leadership. Although there are millions of people, they are just chickens and dogs. They will definitely be defeated."

Guo Jia was born with two eyes with special features. His left eye had a star pupil, which could see the flow of luck and predict good and bad fortune. His right eye had a ghost pupil, which could see into people's hearts and predict their emotional changes. Therefore, the ups and downs of the morale of the Yellow Turbans in front of him were clear to Guo Jia.

Although the methods of reaching the conclusion were different, Xun You's view was the same as Guo Jia's: "Before encountering our army, the Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou had won both against Liu Dai and Cao Cao. This easy victory made them arrogant and conceited, which led to their defeat today."

"As the saying goes, a proud army will be defeated. Moreover, the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou have been blocked by our army for many days. Their morale has been frustrated, weakened, and finally exhausted. At this moment, we only need a tragic defeat to completely crush their fighting spirit and confidence."

Guo Jia looked at him leisurely, as if he had seen through the fog of fate. He said in a melodious tone, "The next thing is the lack of organization and coordination. This caused them to waste too much morale and physical energy in the battle. Once they are counterattacked, they will definitely not be able to bear it. Defeat is the inevitable outcome."

Xun You continued to analyze: "Another point is that they lack elite soldiers who can fight hard battles, and their troop deployment is also unreasonable. They may be able to rely on their numerical advantage to be invincible when dealing with weak enemies, but once they encounter a strong enemy, a chain reaction will be triggered and they will eventually be defeated."

The more Guo Jia spoke, the more he sighed: "There are so many reasons why our opponents failed. I can't think of how we can fail with the lord here."

Xun You laughed when he heard this: "Isn't that just right? For a wise man, a certain victory may lack fun, but it is a good thing. After all, we don't like surprises."

The two of them were talking and laughing, looking very relaxed.

On the plain where the two armies were fighting, Wang Jing's army, which turned from defense to offense, began to gain the upper hand and achieved overall advantage.

"Fire array, thrust!"

"kill!"

Wang Jing launched his tactics again. As soon as the order was given, the entire army attacked like fire with an extremely ferocious offensive.

The soldiers under Wang Jing's command were equipped with a large number of armor, halberds, and bows and crossbows. They were armed to the teeth. They were well fed on weekdays and had meat every day. Those who performed outstandingly among them could even eat the meat of spiritual beasts rich in the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth. Combined with the skills they practiced, the soldiers were not only physically strong, but also had amazing strength.

In comparison, only a few of the Yellow Turban strongmen could be compared to them. Most of the Yellow Turbans were skinny bean sprouts who had no power to resist the brutal charge of Wang Jing's army.

The seemingly extremely thick and heavy defense line was pierced through with just one thrust.

After the initial enthusiasm of the Yellow Turbans cooled, the blood and death finally awakened the fear in their hearts. After realizing that they were no match for the enemy, they decisively chose to flee.

"Hold on, hold on for me!"

"No running away! Whoever dares to flee from the battlefield will be killed by me!"

The Yellow Turban generals wearing armor roared angrily. Even at this point, these middle and high-level generals of the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans were still trying their best to turn the tide.

But the defeat is already decided and nothing can be changed by human power.

Many people have begun to regret why they came to Yanzhou to make themselves uncomfortable. Wouldn’t it be better to stay in Beihai and bully weaklings like Kong Rong?
"Fire array! Fire array! Manly men, today is the day to make great achievements. Follow me to kill the enemy!"

Seeing that the enemy's morale was unstable again, Wang Jing first continued to order a fierce attack, and then called Yan Xing: "Yanming, now it's your turn to attack, and I will do it myself."

The armored heavy cavalry of the Tunqiying led by Yan Xing were all good family men from the six counties recruited from Liangzhou. They were skilled in archery and horse riding and had superb martial arts. They had never been sent to the battlefield before, but were hidden as a reserve and trump card, and placed in the back.

Therefore, this famous heavy cavalry unit has been gathering strength for a long time, and now is the time for them to go into battle and defeat the enemy!
"My lord, the Cavalry Battalion is ready to go into battle at any time!"

Yan Xing could no longer hold back his excitement. In his eyes, the hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers in front of him were just walking military exploits. His heart burned with excitement and his eyes were filled with desire.

After holding back for a long time, Yan Xing was finally able to give it a try. He was extremely excited.

Yan Xing raised his iron spear and shouted, "Stand up the cavalry camp and attack!"

"Order!"

The soldiers of the Tunqiying originally came from Liangzhou. They studied hard and practiced martial arts since childhood and acquired a set of martial arts. Isn't their purpose to achieve merit on the battlefield and to have their wives and children be honored with titles?
Therefore, they were happy to hear about war and were eager to earn military merit from the bottom of their hearts. When they saw that the person leading the team was not only their superior Yan Xing but also Wang Jing, the two thousand cavalrymen on horseback were all excited.

"Marquis Qi!"

"General Wei!"

"Am I dreaming that I'm actually commanding the battle myself?"

With continuous brilliant victories, Wang Jing had long been worshipped as a god of war in their hearts.

Now that they actually accepted Wang Jing's direct command, they felt flattered. It seemed as if a fire was burning in their bodies, giving them inexhaustible physical strength and power.

Wang Jing drew out the Chunjun Sword, pointing the tip eastward: "In this battle, our army will surely win!"

"We must win! We must win!"

They believed in Wang Jing's words without a doubt.

Before the battle even began, they believed themselves to be invincible.

Just because, this is what Wang Jing said.

"Follow me, my men!"

Wang Jing spurred his horse and whipped it, and the horses' hooves thundered as they rolled eastward. Two thousand cavalrymen took steps to break through mountains and rivers. Under the iron hooves of the heavily armored cavalry, the only thing the enemy could do was to wail and scream before dying.

On the front battlefield, which was already suffering frequent defeats, a cavalry unit suddenly appeared from the flank, causing heavy damage to the unprepared Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou.

"Wind formation, mighty!"

Wang Jing launched a swift and decisive attack, cutting off the enemy's front line.

Sudden attack, the Yellow Turbans in the front army instantly fell into panic and lost their fighting spirit: "Oh no, we are surrounded."

"There are government troops everywhere. Let's run away."

"Oh no! The leader died in battle!"

Wang Jing holds the Overlord Bow and specializes in hunting down enemy leaders on the battlefield.

This is not difficult. Just look at who is riding the horse and wearing flashy armor. The other party must be an important leader in the Yellow Turban Army.

If the leaders of the Yellow Turban Army knew that the armor they wore for self-protection had now become a death warrant, they would probably be so angry that they cursed.

"Thunder formation, destroy the army!"

Yan Xing launched a special tactic exclusive to the heavy armored cavalry, crushing the enemy with a force as powerful as thunder. This tactic can also devour the enemy's soldiers' spirits, restore the heavy armored cavalry's physical fitness, and enhance the sustained combat capability of the Tunqi Camp.

This is very scary. It is equivalent to the armored heavy cavalry being able to fight endlessly on the battlefield like a perpetual motion machine as long as they can keep winning! "Shoot!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! The bowstrings of the cavalry crossbows trembled, and then arrows rained down like rain.

"Ah~, I'm shot by an arrow, please save me."

"I don't want to die."

After three waves of arrow rain, Yan Xing immediately led the armored heavy cavalry to put down their cavalry crossbows, and charged with their spears, specifically attacking the weak links of the enemy.

In addition to undermining the enemy's morale, the main purpose of the rain of arrows is to test the enemy's weaknesses.

Soon, Yan Xing saw that a section of the enemy's position was swept by the rain of arrows and caused a commotion, so that the formation was disrupted. He immediately laughed grimly: "Thunder formation, break the army!"

Yan Xing pointed his Benhucuo golden spear forward, and the whole army charged forward immediately.

The torrent of blood created by the horseshoes rolled past, causing screams and blood to gush out wherever it passed, creating terrible killings and deaths at will.

The Tunqi Camp was like a sharp knife, easily tearing apart the prey in front of it.

"Keep charging, don't stop! Kill, kill!"

There were too many enemies, so many that the armored heavy cavalry had no time to dismount and chop off the enemy's heads as military merit. Before the battle began, Wang Jing also said that the armored heavy cavalry's military merit in this battle would not be judged by the number of heads taken, but by the results achieved!
Therefore, Yan Xing kept on charging and fighting, like a sharp and swift sword. Wherever he went, corpses were everywhere and death followed him like a shadow.

The continuous flanking and interception tactics of the heavy armored cavalry soon created a lot of panic.

And when the panic reached its peak, the avalanche finally began.

The Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou began to collapse. The soldiers on the front line had no intention of fighting and all ran to the base camp in the rear because their parents and families were there.

The disadvantages of soldiers bringing their families to the battle were clearly revealed at this moment. When the battle was going in their favor, they could bravely move forward, but once the battle fell into a disadvantage and casualties began to increase, the situation would immediately take a turn for the worse.

Because these soldiers with poor discipline have no fighting spirit and determination to fight to the death, they only think about escaping and how to survive.

The families of the Yellow Turban Army in the rear base camp were originally expecting their sons and husbands to return victoriously and bring back money and food.

However, what they waited for was not victory, but defeat.

"Mother, pack up quickly, let's go."

"The government troops are coming to attack us. If we don't leave now, we will not be able to escape."

Countless similar scenes were constantly played out in the rear base camp. The enemy's strength was constantly exaggerated by the defeated soldiers, and the remaining people had no intention of resisting and only thought about how to escape.

As for resistance?

It’s better to let others die. For you who have a family to support, it’s best for you to run away.

Guan Hai was among the fleeing crowd. He was extremely upset at the moment and wanted to slap himself twice: "What a sin! I shouldn't have come this time. Laoxian's intelligence is too unreliable."

Guan Hai's men were all in a state of panic: "General Qu, if we retreat like this, how are we going to explain to Lao Xian when we return?"

The other subordinates also had worried expressions on their faces: "If the Immortal blames us, I'm afraid we won't be able to rest in peace even after we die."

When they thought of Laoxian's horrifying and cruel ghost magic, everyone became terrified and uneasy.

"Idiot! Go back alive first, then you will have a chance to think about how to explain. If you stay here, you will die, what else can you explain?"

Guan Hai cursed loudly, but he regretted it so much in his heart. This time, he followed Laoxian's instructions and marched into Yanzhou. His original intention was that he had so many brothers and sisters in the sect, and Liu Dai, that bastard, was dead again. Cao Cao and Cao Mengde were not even worth mentioning. At least he could take down the big city of Changyi and have a good robbing fun, right?

As a result, the battle was going well in the front, with the government troops being defeated step by step. Just when they were about to succeed, the Northern Army suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and even the leader was the killer Qi Hou Wang Jing!
Only a small number of troops had blocked his men's way for many days, causing them to eat up all the food they had brought or robbed. Now they were in a crushing defeat.

"What a damn bad luck!"

The more Guan Hai thought about it, the angrier he became. He still didn't understand what the hell was going on.

The only thing he was thankful for was that he had been alert in the morning battle and did not go out to fight, but stayed in the rear to observe the enemy situation. Later, when he received the news that the front army had been defeated, he immediately ran away without hesitation.

Guan Hai hesitated for a while, and finally waved his sword, beckoned his men and said, "Let's go back to Beihai."

"Ah? Are you going back like this in disgrace?"

The subordinates expressed their confusion. Even though they lost the battle this time, there are so many of us. No matter how strong Wang Jing is, can he manage such a big Yanzhou?
Yanzhou is located in the center of the country, with roads and rivers extending in all directions. In addition to the seat of government Changyi, it also has jurisdiction over eight major counties and kingdoms, namely Chenliu, Dongjun, Rencheng, Taishan, Jibei, Shanyang, Jiyin, and Dongping, as well as a total of eighty county towns of various sizes.

In the eyes of the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou, as long as they temporarily avoid the Northern Army's attack and capture a few cities, even if they are not as prosperous as Changyi, they can still live a carefree life for a while.

However, Guan Hai shook his head and said, "Don't dream. If you don't want to die, come with me."

Guan Hai felt an instinctive sense of alertness in his heart. He felt that with Wang Jing around, if he continued to stay in Yanzhou, not only would he not be able to live a carefree life, he would probably lose his life.

"Qu Shuai, are you really leaving?"

Many people still can't bear to leave the glamorous world of Yanzhou.

Guan Hai was angry at them for not fighting back: "What fools, do you value money over life? Besides, is there no money left in Qingzhou and Beihai? Let's manage it well, and then we can conquer Beihai and have everything we want."

When he heard that Guan Hai was planning to attack Beihai City, he was immediately very excited: "Can we really take Beihai City?"

Guan Hai was not just talking nonsense or lying. He really wanted to conquer a piece of land and run it well, so he nodded and said, "Yes, I know that our strength is a little insufficient with our troops, but if we bring in General Zhang and General Guan, and combine the strength of the three generals of Qingzhou, won't it be easy to capture Kong Rong?"

When the subordinates heard Guan Hai mention Zhang Rao and Guan Cheng, they all gasped: "Three generals coming out together?"

"Are we going to join forces with Marshal Zhang and Marshal Guan?"

All of Guan Hai's men were very excited. The Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou had been leaderless and scattered since the death of their great and virtuous teacher Zhang Jue.

If the three great commanders of Qingzhou, Zhang Rao, Guan Hai and Guan Cheng, could really join forces to defeat the enemy, then Kong Rong would be no problem at all.

In particular, Zhang Rao, the leader of the three generals, had the strongest military force. You should know that even the number of Yellow Turbans that Guan Hai could command was only about 10,000 or 20,000.

How many troops did Zhang Rao have under his command?

Three hundred thousand!
Although the number is very high and the actual combat effectiveness is questionable, the number alone is scary enough.

If Zhang Rao had a better family background, or had the opportunity to become a regular official, he could even instantly transform himself into one of the more powerful princes in the north.

But unfortunately, his identity as a Yellow Turban bandit meant that he could not become a true warlord.

At this time, Zhang Rao did not attack Yanzhou. He was leading his 300,000 troops to fight against Gongsun Zan in Pingyuan County. Both sides wanted to compete for the Qingzhou territory north of the Yellow River.

Guan Hai and others wanted to leave, but Wang Jing didn't want to let them go.

After defeating the enemy on the front battlefield, the heavy armored cavalry began to constantly attack the official roads, specifically blocking the Yellow Turbans who wanted to evacuate.

The Yellow Turban soldiers had their families with them, so their marching speed was naturally not very fast, and precisely because of this, they were completely dominated by Wang Jing.

For several days in a row, the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou tried to break out, but was beaten back every time by Wang Jing and his men.

Unless they were willing to abandon all their baggage, the looted property, and their families who had accompanied the army, and run away alone, there was no way they could escape pursuit.

What happened?
I clearly have an absolute numerical advantage, but why am I the one being “surrounded”? (End of this chapter)