The Three Kingdoms: The Oath of the Peach Garden, the Rise of the Han Dynasty

Zhang Fei grew increasingly angry as he listened! He wanted to cause a huge scene.

"Third Brother, think about it from another angle. All we originally wanted was a pretext to suppress the Yellow Turbans, and Governor Liu not only provided that, but also gave us provisions, armor, and some local militia to make up the numbers. Looking at it that way, we actually came out ahead!"

Li Chang advised.

"Hmm?" Zhang Fei's eyes widened. "Hiss, Fourth Brother, what you said actually makes some sense!"

"Third Brother, if you're still angry, use your eighteen-foot spear to poke a thousand holes in the Yellow Turban rebels!" Li Chang pointed to the eighteen-foot spear outside the house.

Zhang Fei's eyes lit up, and he excitedly patted Li Chang on the shoulder, "Good, good, good! Fourth Brother understands me best!"

"hiss……"

Li Chang suffered a devastating blow!

Several days later, the four men led their troops out of the city and arrived at Daxing Mountain.

Before they could even set up an ambush, a massive, dark mass of Yellow Turban rebels surged forth, numbering as many as 50,000!

At the foot of the mountain, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Li Hongzhang, who were leading troops in battle for the first time, were inevitably a little nervous.

The soldiers under his command were somewhat intimidated; the fact that they didn't run away was a testament to their excellent training!

The Yellow Turban rebels were quite different from the mountain bandits of the past!

As for those rabble, they have no idea what's going on!

The Yellow Turban Army on the other side, however, adopted a completely different stance.

Cheng Yuanzhi reined in his horse and stood at the front of the formation, having received intelligence from the scouts.

He immediately threw his head back and laughed wildly, his voice extremely arrogant:

"Hahaha! A mere few thousand local militia dare to stand in the way of my fifty thousand troops? The Youzhou government troops are all good-for-nothings; they don't dare to go themselves, and they send these peasants to their deaths!"

Deputy General Deng Mao brandished his broadsword, raising his arms and shouting to the Yellow Turban soldiers behind him, his face full of disdain and arrogance: "Brothers! They have no elite troops or strong soldiers on the other side. Charge in, seize their money and food, and we can crush them in half an hour. Today is the day to make our mark!"

Suddenly, Cheng Yuanzhi noticed several crows perched on the branches and flying in the sky. He exclaimed in surprise, "Are those black crows? They're not afraid of my 50,000-strong army?"

Then he laughed again:

"Hahaha! Auspicious omen! It truly is an auspicious omen!"

Upon hearing this, tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers became even more disorganized and disorganized, neither forming ranks nor taking precautions. They dragged their feet, their eyes filled with contempt, completely disregarding the army in front of them.

They felt that with their superior numbers, they could easily crush these few thousand people and victory was assured!

……

Just a moment later.

"Fourth brother, what good plan do you have? Our scouts have already spotted the Yellow Turban rebels. And the Yellow Turban rebels' scouts should have spotted us as well," Liu Bei asked, reining in his horse.

After calming the Black Crows down, Li Chang ordered them to continue keeping an eye on the Yellow Turban rebels.

After a little thought, many ideas came to mind, but whether they would be useful or what effect they would have was uncertain.

"In my opinion, we should have our archers form a battle formation before they get close, and then unleash a volley of arrows when they get close, which will surely throw their formation into chaos!"

The eldest and third brothers led 1,200 men in a frontal charge, and as the enemy formation crumbled, the second brother led 800 axemen to attack from the flank!

After speaking, Li Chang thought for a moment and then added, "My two brothers, remember this: with your martial arts skills that can defeat ten thousand men, go straight for the enemy general's head! Then shout loudly, and the Yellow Turban rebels will surely collapse quickly!"

Li Chang felt that if Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei could win even without him, how could they possibly lose with him?

If we lose, then all that time travel I did was for nothing!

Liu Bei and Guan Yu stroked their beards, seeing no problem whatsoever, and nodded in approval, "Good!"

"Fourth brother, your martial arts are mediocre, so wait in the rear! Let the three of us charge!" Liu Bei drew his twin swords, ready to strike.

"Okay!" Li Chang agreed without hesitation. He had never even considered going to the battlefield!

"I will lead the old, weak, sick, and disabled to cut down tree branches and raise dust behind our lines to create a diversion!"

Zhang Fei, who had been plotting to create a perfect opening, suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Great plan! I've got it!"

"In that case, the entire army shall form ranks!"

The five hundred archers they brought with them, plus another five hundred archers drawn from the rabble, totaling over a thousand archers, were all in the rear, drawing their bows and ready to shoot.

Among the rabble, the strong and capable men who had been selected early on were assigned to the troops led by Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei.

The rest were all left to Li Chang, who tied them all to tree branches, preparing them to run back and forth.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

Cheng Yuanzhi, Deng Mao, and the Yellow Turban rebels ahead were greatly alarmed.

"There's an ambush!"

Their minds wouldn't allow them to think that much; the smoke and dust meant there was an ambush!

The Yellow Turban rebels in front immediately panicked!

But now that 50,000 troops have charged, there is no way to retreat!

The Yellow Turbans were even less adept at obeying orders!

Forced to rush forward!

Before long, a massive, chaotic mass of 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers charged forward.

"One hundred steps!"

"Ninety steps!"

"Eighty steps!"

"..."

"Fifty steps!"

Liu Bei immediately ordered, "Shoot!"

Arrows rained down from the sky; even if there wasn't a volley of ten thousand arrows, there was still a volley of a thousand!

No, and the shots weren't evenly spaced!

Sparsely scattered, some far away, some near.

The four men, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Li Shujian, all turned pale upon seeing this!

however……

The Yellow Turban soldiers on the other side immediately turned tail and ran when they saw the arrows!

They fled to the left, to the right, and some even to the back!

Not many people stepped forward!

Their people are rotten, but the Yellow Turban rebels are even worse!

The situation has taken a dramatic turn for the better!

The Yellow Turban commander Cheng Yuanzhi and his deputy Deng Mao were shocked again and exchanged a glance.

"The troops ahead must be the imperial army's elite! They didn't rout upon seeing my 50,000-strong force, and were even able to draw their bows and counterattack!"

When the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out, Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao were able to manage 50,000 men. Regardless of how well they managed them, they were certainly capable to some extent.

Of course I know what to do.

The two went to the most conspicuous high place and raised their arms to shout.

"Maintain formation, all troops attack!"

These words had no effect on the routed soldiers in the front ranks, but they were somewhat effective on those in the back. Tens of thousands surged forward, trampling each other, and more were trampled to death than shot by arrows.

But by this time, Liu Bei's army had already exhausted its arrows.

With their military talent, Liu Bei and Zhang Fei keenly noticed a crack in the Yellow Turban army's formation.

"All troops, attack! Follow me and kill!"

Liu Bei drew his twin swords, one male and one female, and raised them high above his head.

He and Zhang Fei were the first to charge out.

Seeing their commander so brave, the soldiers were also inspired and, brandishing their swords and spears, followed him.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Seeing the ferocity of the enemy's attack, some of the Yellow Turban vanguard were terrified and scattered again, while others roared and charged forward. Still others, who had never seen blood before, stood frozen in place.

Liu Bei and Zhang Fei led their men in a charge, and with each swift stroke of their swords, a head fell to the ground.

With his long arms, he wielded a double-edged sword and actually made it look like a long weapon!

Look in front! Look behind! Look to the left! Look to the right!

Liu Bei's dance was so tight that no one could get close to him!

Zhang Fei's eighteen-foot spear swept across a large area, cutting nearby enemies in two!

Blood and flesh flying everywhere!

He charged left and right under those two sharp knives!

The Yellow Turban Army was thrown into complete chaos, and no one could stop them!

At this moment, Guan Yu led eight hundred men and charged from the side into the ranks of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers!

Fifty thousand Yellow Turban rebels were cut in half at the waist!

Guan Yu stared intently at Cheng Yuanzhi, who was conspicuously positioned high above him, with his phoenix eyes fixed on him.

Cheng Yuanzhi was completely unaware!

Li Chang ordered his rabble to run around, continuing to create large amounts of dust, while simultaneously ordering his men to surround the area from a distance.

Surround them without attacking, only instill psychological pressure on them!

Those rabble breathed a sigh of relief when they realized they didn't have to go up and see them off.

Seeing that they were surrounded, the Yellow Turban rebels either died or fled.

As the Yellow Turban army's commander Cheng Yuanzhi watched the rising dust, he put his underdeveloped brain to work and pondered for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Only then did I realize that the people lying in ambush on the other side had arrived!

Our 50,000-strong army can't even defeat a mere few thousand elite troops on the other side, and they even have reinforcements. What should we do?

I've got it! As long as he doesn't pass the word down, not many people will find out!

The morale of the troops is high!

He continued to give instructions.

Mindlessly charge forward and kill!

More complicatedly, he couldn't understand it, nor could the Yellow Turban rebels!

In the vanguard, Deng Mao was still shouting when suddenly he saw dust rising. Just as he was stunned, a black horse rushed up and a burly man with a dark face rode it, holding a ten-foot spear.

Deng Mao confidently declared, "I am a Yellow Turban..."

laugh……

Deng Mao was killed by Zhang Fei with a spear.

After Zhang Fei finished off the "minions," he led his men to occupy the high ground and shouted, "Where is your commander?"

The Yellow Turban rebels trembled with fear and dared not reply!

Cheng Yuanzhi, who was on high ground, saw that Deng Mao had been killed by Zhang Fei with a single spear thrust. His anger surged up and consumed him, making him lose all reason.

"You scoundrel who dared to kill my brother! Prepare to die!"

He roared, brandishing his broadsword with both hands, and spurred his horse straight at Zhang Fei.

However, a green shadow appeared from the side, moving even faster.

Guan Yu wielded his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, attacking from the side. The force of the blade made the attacker's skin tighten. He slashed down from above at a tricky angle, leaving no room for evasion.

Cheng Yuanzhi was terrified and hurriedly drew his sword to block.

The two blades clashed with a loud clang that made his arms go numb, his tiger's mouth split open instantly, and blood flowed down the hilt of the blade.

Before he could recover, the force of Guan Yu's blade was already crushing down like Mount Tai.

"Snap!"

Cheng Yuanzhi's knife was knocked out of his hand by the cleaving, but the crescent blade continued its momentum, slashing straight down from his shoulder to his waist.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Before Cheng Yuanzhi could even finish his scream, he was cleaved in two, his body falling off the horse and kicking up a cloud of dust.