Chapter 25: The Xianbei Bandit

  "Zhang Fei was shocked again, and Xu Feng, as the deputy general of the three armies, actually took the initiative to bow his hands to the soldiers of the three armies. According to reason, it was completely unnecessary, but Xu Feng regarded the soldiers of the three armies as more important than anything else. With such behavior and such a broad mind, how could he not win the recognition of the three armies? How could the crowd not fight to the death for him?"

  "Zhou Dage, how about you?"

  "Do as you wish." Zhou Cang naturally wouldn't object.

  "Xue Cheng, how about you?"

  "Brother Feng, if I still oppose it, wouldn't that be a loss of face for you? Zhang Fei's father has done favors for you, let's just put this grudge with Hou San to rest."

  "Alright, Zhang Fei will obey orders and return to formation. From today on, you will be under the command of Xuecheng."

  "Alright..." Zhang Fei could only nod in agreement.

  "Goodbye, sir, we are about to set off."

  "Wishing General good luck on his journey, may he win every battle."

  Xu Feng had some understanding of history, as expected. This wave would soon suffer a great defeat and return. This wave was one of the few able and good generals of the Yellow Turban Army, with strict military discipline, familiar with military books, and several times repelled Huangfu Song's siege. However, he was ultimately defeated by Huangfu Song's cunning plan while stationed in the deep mountains and forests, being burned to defeat by a single fire. To avoid this situation, Xu Feng and others rushed forward on horseback, not daring to linger on the road.

  "What's ahead?" After passing through Zhuo County, they rushed for two days in a row. Seeing the soldiers were tired and exhausted from rushing on the road, Xú Fēng had no choice but to order the whole army to rest and replenish their supplies. Even if it meant risking their lives, he couldn't exhaust his three armies' officers and men.

  "General Hui, ahead is Changshan."

  "Changshan?" Xu Feng muttered to himself, repeating the name. Changshan was a place where heroes emerged one after another, and it was also the birthplace of Zhang Yan, a mighty general of the Yellow Turbans. However, that was a story for later. Perhaps at this moment, he was still playing in the mud somewhere (joking). That fearless general who had gone through seven battles unscathed - Zhao Yun, should be in Changshan?

  For Zhao Yun, Xu Feng is absolutely a die-hard fan.

  White robe and silver armor, holding a silver spear, unparalleled in the world, with unmatched loyalty and bravery, a mighty general of the generation, with a heart as bold as a tiger's, from ancient times to the present, Zhao Yun is indeed the one who has gathered all the love of thousands of people, the perfect and unmatched first strange man of the Three Kingdoms.

  A lifetime of military campaigns, known as the Invincible General, ranked third among the Five Tiger Generals. However, Xu Feng disagreed with this assessment. The Five Tiger Generals, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, although ranked higher, were Liu Bei's sworn brothers, so there was a bit of nepotism involved. Zhao Yun, on the other hand, had performed a classic solo rescue at Changban Slope, charging in and out seven times among millions of Cao troops, killing enemies and generals, unstoppable and unopposed. He also defeated Zhang Jing and Zha Cun, earning Cao Cao's great admiration.

  The Battle of Han Zhong, led dozens of rides, rescued the old general Huang Zhong, and with the strategy of suspicious soldiers, turned defeat into victory. After that, he also got Liu Bei's praise "Zi Long is brave".

  With both bravery and strategy, a rare and formidable general of the Three Kingdoms. As soon as Zhao Yun was mentioned, Xu Feng's thoughts became lively and his eyes turned scorching hot. As for those powerful families' strategists and generals from the Yellow Turbans, it was impossible for them to surrender to him, so Xu Feng didn't even bother to look for them. But this Zhao Yun was different - a hunter by origin, with a humble identity and ambitious aspirations, perhaps there would be an opportunity to recruit him. Having made up his mind, he ordered the three armies to set up camp and rest, while he led several dozen cavalrymen including Zhang Fei from Xucheng, riding their horses and whipping them forward, inquiring about Zhao Yun's whereabouts along the way. Before half a day had passed, they arrived at Changshan, Zhen Ding County.

  "Save us, they're killing people! The Xianbei bandits are coming, run quickly!" Before even entering the city, I heard the streets filled with panicked crowds, shouting and running wildly, their faces all bearing a look of terror.

  "What's going on? Could it be that the Xianbei have really come?" Xu Feng asked curiously.

  "Brother Feng, I'll go ask around," Xue Cheng said as he rode his horse forward, stopping a few fleeing civilians and inquiring about the situation. Not long after, Xue Cheng returned on horseback, "Brother Feng, there are many Xianbei bandits outside the city. According to what the civilians say, they rob whatever they see and kill whoever they encounter, extremely brutal."

  "How could this be? Come on, follow me to take a look. If it's really like that, let them come and never return, thoroughly staying within our territory." Xu Feng said with an iron face, turning his horse around, following Xue Cheng's indicated direction, whipping the horse to gallop away. After several days of training, although Xu Feng's horsemanship hadn't improved much, his ability to ride a horse had become very familiar and he could easily control it now.

  "Kill, charge!" The crowd followed Xu Feng and had just traveled less than ten miles when they saw a group of strangely dressed cavalry in the distance, chasing and killing scattered civilians. In the fields far away, many people were lying dead, with blood flowing all over the ground and a strong smell of gore filling the air. Many lives were brutally slaughtered by the Xianbei people right before everyone's eyes.

  "Master, save me!" A middle-aged woman was hoisted onto a horse's back by a Xianbei ruffian, who had a lustful grin on his face and drool at the corner of his mouth as he gazed at the beautiful woman in front of him. "What are you shouting about? Now you belong to me! Once we get back to the big tent, we'll consummate our marriage right away, hahaha... I love this kind of seasoned woman..."

  A bamboo arrow burst out of the void, flying swiftly like a shooting star, heading straight for the Han's throat, its trajectory as swift as lightning, arriving in an instant.

  "Ah..." The big man's laughter was accompanied by a shrill cry, and suddenly stopped. A crude bamboo arrow had been inserted into his throat, the meaty arrowhead piercing straight through his neck. The big man's body swayed, and with a thud, he fell off the horse, dying on the spot.

  "Hey, you okay?" The one who shot the arrow was a sturdy man in his thirties, seeing that the bandit was dead, he rushed over hastily, running and shouting with a worried face.

  "Detestable Han people, how dare you shoot and kill our brave warriors, you deserve to die!" The several Xianbei soldiers nearby instantly rushed towards the big Han man like wolves and tigers, surrounding him for the kill.

  "Ah..." A burly man holding a long spear, the spearhead shook and heavily smashed onto the man's scapula. The man let out a dull hum, his body thudded to the ground with a loud crash.

  "Take your death!" A Xianbei soldier with a knife, his eyes flashing coldly, raised the ghost-headed knife in his hand and rushed towards the fallen Han, about to chop him down.

  "Kill!" Xu Feng shouted loudly, patted his horse and held up his gun. His black horse let out a long whinny, like a fierce tiger, and charged towards the Xianbei soldiers who were about to commit murder. Xue Cheng and others followed closely behind, picked up their knives and guns, and rushed forward in hot pursuit.

  "Who are you?" Several Xianbei soldiers looked at Xu Feng and others who were rushing over in a rage, and were suddenly shocked.

  "Looking for death." Xu Feng didn't respond, his silver spear shook, and with a swift strike, the long spear shot out like a dragon rising from the sea. The speed was incredibly fast, and in an instant, a white shadow flashed by. A stunned Xianbei soldier opposite him had already been pierced through the chest by Xu Feng's spear. "Ah..." That Xianbei soldier let out a loud cry of pain, gazing incredulously at the long spear lodged in his chest, his face filled with regret.

  "With a final... the two arms exerted their strength, the long spear thrust out, and Xu Feng suddenly lifted his opponent up, tossing him aside with a flick of his wrist. In mid-air, a bloody sword flashed by, leaving behind a perfect arc as that Xianbei soldier, filled with unyielding regret and longing for 'a better life', met his end."