Transmigrating to the Three Kingdoms as Lu Bu: I Have a Pseudo-Apocalypse System

Upon hearing his subordinate's words, Xue Heng was startled: "Really?"

"This humble servant cannot be certain, but the flag's design is undoubtedly that of the Han army; the Xianbei people did not have this type of square flag!"

After watching for a while, more details emerged.

In the firelight, a cavalry force in black armor could be vaguely seen traversing the camp, cutting down Xianbei soldiers like grass in their wake. The momentum of that cavalry charge was far beyond what ordinary county soldiers could possess.

"They are soldiers of the imperial court," Xue Heng murmured. "Only General Lü Bu's Bingzhou Iron Cavalry possesses such combat power."

His chief clerk whispered, "My lord, if it really is Lü Bu's army, then we..."

"Let's go out of the city and coordinate the operation," Xue Heng said decisively.

"But our county troops are too weak. What if it's not Marquis Wen, but a trick by the Xianbei? If they break into the city, we'll be in big trouble..."

"There's no room for 'what ifs'." Xue Heng turned around, his gaze sweeping over the generals on the city wall. "The Xianbei have ravaged Bingzhou, killing our people and plundering our supplies. I'm certain that those outside the city are allies. Whether it's Marquis Wen or not, as long as they're fighting the Xianbei, they've come to rescue us. We must go out of the city to help!"

He paused, then raised his voice: "Send the order! Assemble three thousand county soldiers, open the north gate, and send them out of the city to coordinate the attack!"

"promise!"

Upon receiving the order, the county troops in the city quickly assembled.

Most of these soldiers were locals whose families and friends had suffered at the hands of the Xianbei, and they had long harbored resentment. Hearing that friendly forces were launching a night raid on the Xianbei camp and asking them to come out of the city to help, everyone was eager to fight.

Half an hour later, the three thousand county soldiers had assembled.

Xue Heng stood personally at the front of the ranks and said in a deep voice, "Brothers, the imperial army is annihilating the barbarians outside the city! We are sons of Bingzhou, and it is our duty to defend our land! Tonight, follow me out of the city to kill the barbarians and avenge our defeat!"

"Kill the barbarians and avenge our defeat!"

"kill!"

Morale is high.

Xue Heng ordered the prefectural commander to lead the troops out of the city, while he himself remained on the city wall to command—he was the prefect of a prefecture and could not easily take risks.

The south gate slowly opened, and three thousand county soldiers poured out like a flood.

At this time, the Xianbei camp was in complete chaos.

Zhang Liao was leading his troops to mop up the remaining enemy forces when he suddenly saw a force approaching from the direction of Jinyang. His heart tightened: "Where did this army come from?"

Only after seeing that the enemy's armor was in the style of the Han army did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Soon, the two armies made contact.

The Commandant rode forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "I am Han Chong, Commandant of Taiyuan Commandery! I have been ordered by Lord Xue to come out of the city to assist in the battle! May I ask who you are, General?"

Zhang Liao returned the greeting: "I am Zhang Liao, the General Who Dissipates Bandits, ordered by General Lü Bu to annihilate the barbarian invaders!"

Han Chong was overjoyed: "It really is the imperial army led by Marquis Wen! Your Excellency guessed correctly!"

Zhang Liao didn't waste any words and immediately assigned tasks: "Commander Han, your unit can be divided into three teams. One team will accompany me to wipe out the remaining enemy forces in the camp, and the other two teams will patrol the east and west flanks to search for and capture any stray Hu cavalry!"

"promise!"

When the two armies join forces, their combat power is greatly enhanced.

Although the county soldiers were not as well-equipped and trained as the imperial army, they were familiar with the terrain and filled with hatred, so they showed no mercy when killing the Xianbei people.

A young county soldier caught up with a fleeing Xianbei soldier, his eyes bloodshot, and thrust his spear forward, yelling, "Give me back my parents' lives!"

The Xianbei soldier screamed and fell to the ground. He stepped forward and fired another shot, killing the barbarian completely.

An old soldier next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Good job, kill a few more!"

The Xianbei people in the camp were already terrified by Lü Bu's army, and now seeing the Jinyang garrison attacking, they were even more desperate.

Some of the quick-witted ones immediately dropped their weapons and knelt down, shouting, "I surrender! I surrender!"

But the soldiers of Taiyuan County, remembering the tragic scene of their elders and fellow villagers being robbed and killed, were unwilling to surrender.

"Surrender? When you slaughtered my people, did you ever accept their surrender?"

They attacked with both swords and spears, leaving no survivors.

Only a few who knelt early enough and were seen by officers managed to save their lives temporarily.

When Lü Bu returned to the Xianbei camp carrying Kebineng's head, the battle in the camp was nearing its end.

Zhang Liao, Ma Chao, and Xu Huang's forces have taken control of most of the camp, while Xue Heng's county troops are also searching for fleeing enemies on the outskirts.

Lu Bu rode his horse to the center of the camp and raised Kebineng's head high.

Cheng Lian shouted in a foreign language, "Kebineng is dead! Those who kneel and surrender will be spared!"

The sound carried through the night sky.

Upon hearing the sound, the remaining Xianbei soldiers in the camp all looked toward the head in Lü Bu's hand.

With his eagle-feathered helmet and ferocious face, he truly was their king.

"Your Majesty... is truly dead..."

"It's over, it's all over..."

The last vestige of resistance vanished.

"Clang!"

A curved sword fell to the ground.

Then, the second game, the third game...

The surviving Xianbei soldiers, whether wounded or not, all knelt down and covered their heads with their hands.

Only a few die-hards charged forward, their eyes bloodshot and roaring, ready to make a final stand.

But before he could reach Lü Bu, he was killed by a hail of arrows from the surrounding Han soldiers.

Lu Bu surveyed the battlefield and said in a deep voice, "Count the prisoners, treat the wounded, and clean up the battlefield."

"promise!"

Once the order was given, all departments began to take action.

Zhang Liao rode over, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "General, the garrison of Jinyang has come out of the city to assist in the battle, led by Commandant Han Chong."

Lü Bu nodded: "Xue Heng is a sensible man."

Just then, Han Chong rode up and knelt before Lü Bu's horse, saying, "This humble general, Han Chong, the Commandant of Taiyuan Commandery, pays his respects to the Great General!"

Lü Bu nodded and said, "Commander Han, please rise. I am very grateful for your assistance tonight."

Han Chong stood up and said, "I dare not! This humble general is only acting on the orders of Lord Xue. When Lord Xue saw the banners of the imperial army from the city wall, he immediately decided to send troops."

Where is Lord Xue now?

"Still on the city wall."

Lu Bu looked up towards the direction of Jinyang City. In the night, the city towers were brightly lit.

"Order all units to clear the battlefield as quickly as possible. Follow me into the city at dawn."

"promise!"

The sky gradually brightened.

The fires in the Xianbei camp were gradually extinguished, leaving only wisps of smoke.

The battlefield has been cleared, and the statistics have been reported:

In this battle, over 6,000 Xianbei soldiers were killed and over 2,300 were captured. More than 5,000 intact warhorses, as well as countless cattle, sheep, and valuables, were seized.

On the Han side, casualties were less than 500, and most of them were minor injuries—Lu Bu's army was well protected by armor.

After listening to the report, Lü Bu nodded: "Keep all the prisoners under guard and deal with them after the battle."

"promise!"

At this moment, a rider galloped in from the direction of Jinyang.

It was an envoy sent by Xue Heng.

"General, Lord Xue has led the city's officials and gentry to wait outside the south gate to welcome you into the city!"

Lu Bu mounted his horse: "Let's go."

Outside the south gate of Jinyang City, a dense crowd of people stood.

Prefect Xue Heng, dressed in his official robes, stood at the front. Behind him were his subordinates, including the Prefectural Assistant, Chief Clerk, and Registrar, followed by the city's powerful and wealthy families, as well as the people who had come to greet him spontaneously.

Everyone eagerly awaited it.

When Lü Bu led his army to the end of the official road, the crowd stirred.

"They're here! They're here!"

"Is that General Lü?"

"So powerful!"

Lu Bu rode Red Hare at the head of the procession. Behind him were generals such as Cheng Lian, Zhang Liao, Ma Chao, Xu Huang, and Gao Shun, followed by the well-disciplined elite troops of the imperial court.

Despite the fierce battle that lasted all night, the soldiers, having won a great victory, were in high spirits. Their armor, though stained with blood, only added to their solemn and imposing aura.