Chapter Fourteen: Besieged on All Sides

  Guan Yu was even more exhausted, the large knife in his hand weighed 82 jin, and he didn't know how many times he had to swing it every day. In the past, it wasn't a problem, but now that he couldn't eat or sleep, he had lost all his strength. He simply switched to a short sword, as even such a fierce general was so exhausted. Those soldiers guarding the city were even more like weak shrimp, and after this battle, more than half of the defending soldiers were killed or injured, their morale completely destroyed, and they had no will to fight.

  "Brothers, hold the four gates for me, the enemy is probably going to escape." Looking at the exhausted and tired soldiers on the city wall, Xu Feng hastily ordered his brothers beside him.

  "General, don't worry, no one will escape, not even a fly can fly out, we've been prepared for this." Xue Cheng and the others patted their chests to guarantee.

  "Liu Guan Zhang, I'm looking forward to your next performance." Xu Feng muttered with a face full of expectation as he gazed at the three figures leaning against each other and standing unsteadily on the city wall.

  "General Zou, I'm afraid this city can't be defended. Why don't we look for an opportunity to withdraw?" Liu Bei expressed his thoughts as he looked at Zou Jing who had come to inspect the military situation.

  "Can this city really not be defended?" Zou Jing still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, he was appointed to come to Zhuo County to suppress the bandits, but unexpectedly, it ended like this in just a few days. How could Zou Jing be willing to accept this?

  "It's absolutely impossible." Turning around, he took a look at the precarious city tower, where many Yellow Turban rebels were already waving their knives and guns to attack the tower. If they didn't leave now, everyone would probably lose their lives here.

  "The general should think thrice, if he doesn't leave now, it will be too late." Liu Bei advised again.

  "Alright, I'll go prepare then. In any case, you all hold on for a bit longer." With that, Zou Jing finished speaking and ran down the city wall in small steps.

  "Second brother, third brother, get ready. At noon sharp, we'll retreat from the east gate." Liu Bei came over to the two of them and reminded them in a low voice.

  "It seems it can't be helped." Zhang Fei sighed and nodded.

  "Dongmen is adjacent to Dahang Mountain, where the mountain is steep and the forest is dense, making it easy to escape. Xue Chenghou, you three will each lead 2,000 soldiers and make ambushes in advance for me. Don't let Liu, Guan, and Zhang get away." Xu Feng instructed carefully, pointing at a simple map drawn on the ground with stones.

  "Feng Ge, the East Gate has already dispatched a large number of troops. Even if they want to escape, it's absolutely impossible. Is it necessary to dispatch more troops to Dahang Mountain? Isn't that a bit excessive?" Xue Cheng asked curiously. They had been attacking for three days, and there were only a few hundred soldiers in the city at most. How could these people escape? Outside, there was an encirclement of tens of thousands of people. Even if they flew, they couldn't fly out!

  "Don't underestimate these three, Liu, Guan and Zhang. They are very resilient, especially this Liu Bei, who is more cunning than a wild rabbit in the mountains. It's not easy to catch him." Xu Feng said with a serious face.

  "Alright, Brother Feng, we three brothers will go and prepare." Xue Cheng didn't suspect anything, hastily bid farewell, and led Hou San, Ma Wu, and others to go down and prepare.

  At three o'clock in the afternoon, the east gate of Zhuo County City creaked open from the inside and suddenly swung open. Five hundred soldiers rushed out with Zou Jing and others.

  "Charge, kill!" However, as soon as they came out, they fell into Xu Feng's pre-designed ambush. With the loud shouting and killing sounds, on both sides of the main road, flags were waving, and thousands of Yellow Turbans who had been hiding in advance appeared. The leader was a great general with copper helmet and armor, wearing a plain white robe, riding a black horse, holding a shining silver spear. His helmet and armor shone brightly, his silver spear dazzled the eyes, and his white robe fluttered in the gentle breeze, truly majestic and extraordinary. Zhang Fei looked up and couldn't help but widen his tiger-like eyes, bursting into curses: "You despicable little brat, where are you going?"

  Arch-enemy meet face to face, exceptionally eyes are red, Zhang Fei didn't think and urged his horse to hold his spear and charge towards Xu Feng. Xu Feng's face was fearless, with a smile all over his face, he didn't put the incoming danger in his heart at all. Zhang Fei couldn't help but pause for a moment, this little bastard, why isn't he running away? Isn't he afraid I'll pierce him with my spear?

  "Take action." As Xu Feng slowly spat out the two words, Zhang Fei felt a sudden lightness under him, and his feet suddenly sank into a pitfall trap, instantly swallowing his entire horse. Zhang Fei hastily pointed his spear at the ground, and with a burst of momentum, he narrowly avoided the massive pitfall trap. However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, arrows shot out from all directions.

  "Ah..." Behind Zhang Fei, those people, except for Liu Bei and Guan Yu who had escaped with Zou Jing, the rest of the soldiers fell into the pit. Suddenly, a burst of mournful cries echoed through the air. Liu Bei turned around to look and suddenly discovered that the inside of the pit was filled with thorny long spears, chain hooks, and many other deadly traps. Those soldiers who had fallen into the pit were instantly pierced by countless holes and died quickly, which was actually a blessing in disguise, sparing them from suffering. However, there were many soldiers whose bodies were covered in wounds, pierced by numerous holes, yet still hadn't stopped breathing. The mournful cries of those people were heart-wrenching, making one's hair stand on end.

  "Send them off." Xu Feng waved his hand, and the archers and crossbowmen formed a line, aiming at the soldiers who had fallen into the deep ditch. It was a fierce barrage of arrows and bolts, followed by a chilling scream, and then all the guards who had come out were silenced, completely slaughtered by Xu Feng.

  "Liu Guan Zhang, I advise you to surrender quickly, otherwise, there will be no pardon." Xu Feng stood with his spear and horse, shouting loudly at several people.

  "You despicable little wretch, first you repeatedly harass and attack us, not letting my army rest. Today, you're even more viciously slaughtering us. I, Liu Bei, will never surrender to you. You might as well give up on that idea." Liu Bei pointed at Xu Feng and cursed loudly.

  "Watch out for the arrows." Zhang Fei brushed aside the incoming feathered arrows while swiftly charging towards Xu Feng.

  "With the last of your strength, you still dare to show off your bravery, Zhang Fei! You killed 120 of my soldiers. Guan Yu, you killed 108 people. Liu Bei, you killed 78 people. In front of me, who is the most despicable? Haha, come on, take them down!" Xu Feng shouted loudly.

  "Charge! Kill!"

  Thousands of Yellow Turbans cheered and shouted, waving their weapons in their hands as they rushed forward.

  "Big brother, second brother, you go first, I'll cover the back." Zhang Fei gritted his teeth and brandished his long spear with a fierce cry. At this moment, Zhang Fei seemed to be the reincarnation of the God of Death, his body once again filled with strength. As he swung his snake-like spear wildly, countless Yellow Turbans who approached were either knocked to the ground or pierced through the chest, their cries of agony rising and falling in succession.

  "Third brother, I'll help you. Eldest brother, you go first." Guan Yu's eyes were round and full, his thick eyebrows inverted, as he swung the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand, with his back to Zhang Fei, sweeping horizontally with his knife, desperately covering Liu Bei and Zhou Jing's escape.

  "Second brother, third brother, ah, you be more careful." Looking at the endless Yellow Turbans flooding like a tide across the mountains and fields, Liu Bei let out a heavy sigh and hastily led Zou Jing to escape into a distant thicket.