Wait, please don't call me Emperor Zhaolie

Chapter 26 Break it! Break it!

At twilight, the sky darkened and a strong wind suddenly arose.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled in the distance.

The entire Han army had already put on their armor and stood in line.

Liu Bei nodded, and the soldiers beat drums and waved flags.

The soldiers marched out in the whistling wind and headed straight for the Yellow Turban Army camp.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The drum beats quickly, carrying a murderous atmosphere.

The shouts and cries of killing rose to the sky, instantly waking up the Yellow Turban camp.

Liu Bei stood on the mountainside and looked out at the battlefield.

Seeing the auxiliary soldiers rushing forward quickly, the formation was still intact.

I couldn't help but nodded slightly.

After many days of practice, it finally paid off.

He used money, food and land to solve the soldiers' worries, and gradually eliminated the cowardly soldiers in the army.

Only good family men, farmers and those who dared to fight and wanted to make achievements were left.

Without the black sheep leading the group in the barracks, the soldiers were no longer affected and their combat effectiveness was increased.

Arrows soaked in kerosene rained down and landed on the wooden walls of the camp, and a favorable wind blew.

The fire spread rapidly due to the wind, and screams of fear were heard everywhere. Before they could react, the Han army had already arrived dozens of feet away from the camp.

The war horses stomped and neighed, and a large number of soldiers who had no time to hide in the camp were shot down by bows and crossbows.

"Close it quickly!"

"Close the gate quickly!"

"Don't worry about other people!"

"No, my brother is still outside. I have no relatives left. Wait a little longer!"

"The Han army is coming. If we don't lock them up, they will rush in."

"Close it quickly!"

The Yellow Turban Army was in an uproar and shouting incessantly.

Seeing the fire spreading, some people not only did not think of closing the gate, but turned around and rushed back to their own residences.

It was not that they wanted to abandon the army and escape, but they suddenly remembered the exquisite fabrics, fine silk and money they had looted.

If you don't get it now, it will be gone if it gets burned.

So a scene occurred where some people ran backwards but bumped into their comrades who came to support after seeing the front camp was attacked.

He was in a hurry to go over, and you were in a hurry to come over, and you blocked the entire Yingkou in an instant.

They could not help cursing and spitting, and the soldiers pushed and shoved hard, neither of them willing to give in.

It was not until several generals arrived and saw the scene that they became furious and killed dozens of people with their own hands before they stopped the soldiers who wanted to run back.

When the general forced his soldiers to the front gate, he found it was too late. Because of the blockage, the front camp had fewer people and could not defeat the Han army. The gate that should have been closed was knocked open by a huge tree.

A large number of Han troops surged forward, unstoppable wherever they passed.

In the fierce fighting, the Yellow Turban Army had no intention of fighting back and was at a disadvantage despite their large numbers.

The Han army charged into the enemy camp without hesitation.

The Yellow Turbans were still wondering where the fire had spread to, as they had placed a lot of valuables in their resting tents.

Will there be anyone to put out the fire? Will they take the opportunity to steal their things? The more he thought about it, the more confused his weapons became, and his heart became more confused.

They were already no match for the Han army in the field, and now they were losing ground. Although they had a large number of people, they were still outnumbered.

The Yellow Turban Army, which had been looting everywhere for a year, finally revolted and reaped the consequences.

If I die when I am barefoot, I die. But when I am no longer barefoot, I dare not fight as hard as before.

Seeing this, General Qu drew his sword and led the troops to inspire everyone, but unfortunately it had little effect and he failed to save his camp from defeat until he died in battle.

"Kill!" Zhang Fei led the vanguard camp to charge into the fortress. Regardless of the fire inside, they rushed forward and killed as many people as possible. They rushed to where there were the most people gathered.

As soon as the armor was stained with blood, it was covered by a new layer.

Under his long sword, the lightly armored Yellow Turbans were shattered without a second thought. No one was left standing unscathed in his path, and many were terrified, looking at him like a demon and running away.

From a high place, Liu Bei saw Zhang Fei leading his troops to quickly break through most of the front camp. Under the attack from the northwest of the Han army, countless Yellow Turban troops fled from the other side of the camp, leaving their weapons and armor behind.

He immediately ordered Zhao Yun to lead the scouts and mounts to chase after them.

Not long after Zhao Yun led the cavalry there, reinforcements from the Yellow Turbans rushed out from the connected camp to the east, attempting to outflank the Han army.

Liu Bei ordered all the remaining soldiers to go into battle. He saw that the fire had spread for several miles and the enemy troops in the front camp had begun to collapse completely.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will bring good luck to the world!"

A row of soldiers, also wearing yellow turbans on their heads, marched upstream from the side in an orderly formation and temporarily stopped the fierce attack of the Han army.

After fighting for more than half an hour, some Han soldiers were gradually exhausted but still had the spirit of a tiger.

Seeing that the Han army was about to be surrounded by the large number of people rushing up from the front, back, and sides, some generals were encouraged!
He chanted the slogan: "The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, the year is Jiazi, and the world is blessed!"

The Yellow Turban Army, which was supposed to be dispersed, gradually gathered together and tried to approach the Han army. The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Seeing this, Liu Bei led the armored central army without hesitation. Both sides knew that this was the last moment for the two armies to fight to the death.

Whoever can stabilize the army will be the winner.

The war drums beat louder and the two armies collided instantly.

Although the Iron Armored Battalion has a small number of men, they are tall and strong and wear thick armor. In addition to sharp long-handled swords, they are also equipped with long hammers.

Anyone who was hit by the hammer would have his body and head shattered, and ordinary armor could not effectively defend against it.

Swords will clash, axes will break and even spears will be knocked aside.

Liu Bei personally wielded a long sword and chopped down several people in succession. Although he was not as brave and bloodthirsty as Zhang Fei, he was also fierce and unstoppable.

While fighting, he observed the gaps in the enemy's formation.

Seeing that there was a flaw on the left side and they could not respond to each other, he was overjoyed.

While the enemy hasn't changed, we should strike their vital points in a short period of time. Once their formation breaks down, the Yellow Turban Army will undoubtedly be defeated!

At this moment, raindrops suddenly fell from the sky, and Liu Bei shouted: "Where are the armored soldiers!?"

The soldier heard an extremely familiar voice.

They all shouted: "I'm waiting here!"

"I'm waiting here!!"

Then he moved closer to Liu Bei.

Liu Bei led the charge and, regardless of the wounds and arrows piercing his flesh, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain as he led his comrades to charge straight into the enemy's weak points.

It was pouring rain and the armor blocked his vision, so Liu Bei simply took off his visor and used his left arm to block the rain.

He rushed forward with many armored soldiers, broke through the center of the enemy army, and cut off the Yellow Turban flag with one sword.

The Yellow Turban Army's formation, which had been barely in order before, finally collapsed. After being dispersed by Liu Bei from the left wing, the Han army pressed forward from the front.

The situation was like a collapse of the corners of the horns, and finally the entire army fled on three sides.

The intention of encirclement collapsed!

The Han army, which had not yet exhausted its strength, pursued them relentlessly.

The men, who had no strength left, fired their rifles and knelt on the spot, gasping for breath, as if they were doing normal training, letting the rain pour down on their heads.

Although the Armored Battalion joined the battle later, they were the ones wearing the heaviest armor and rushed to the front from the rear, breaking through the enemy's dense gun formation.

Then he went around their left wing and rushed to the center. If it weren't for his perseverance, he would have wanted to lie down and rest during the fight.

Now they can finally take a break and lie down one by one, unwilling to move.

Liu Bei quickly ordered the other soldiers to take off their visors, to prevent those who survived the battle from dying and then lying on the ground and being choked and drowned by the rain after the battle.

At that moment, he didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. Liu Bei turned around and looked at the Yellow Turban banner that had fallen to the ground.

He was surprised that he was not as happy as he thought he would be.

Watching the gradually thinning rain extinguishing the fire, I wondered whether the rain was nectar for the people or tears of mercy from heaven.

Although I have been in this world for a long time, there are some things that I can't pretend to have.

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