Chapter Sixty: Bloody Battle in the City
"The Art of War says, 'War does not despise deceit.' Tonight is your death date, brothers. Not one will be left, all will be killed." From the rooftop in the distance, Xu Feng's icy voice echoed out. The current situation was unfavorable for the Yellow Turbans. On the other side were two formidable opponents: Huangfu Song, a seasoned veteran of the battlefield, and Sun Wentai, a fierce tiger from Jiangdong. This battle presented a rare opportunity, one that could not be missed. Therefore, Xu Feng had no choice but to resort to cunning tactics. Xu Feng's goal was simple: to annihilate all three million government soldiers.
"There would be no newspaper headlines, otherwise tomorrow's front page headline would surely be brilliant: 'Xu Sanguang's wonderful plan emerges one after another, and tens of thousands of soldiers are annihilated in the blink of an eye, hand in hand they go to the Naihe Bridge!'"
The equipment of the late Eastern Han was very simple, let alone the poor people who started the Yellow Turban Rebellion. Each person had only one weapon, which was already a luxury. Most of the bows and arrows were made of wood, with little killing power. However, fortunately, after plundering along the way, Xu Feng and others seized many good things and discovered several workshops in Yangzhai, including two ironworkshops that produced weapons for government troops. For several days, Xu Feng ordered people to work day and night to produce a large number of weapons and arrows, barely allowing his subordinates to upgrade their equipment slightly. However, compared to the elite troops of the imperial court, there was still a gap.
"Xu Feng, you despicable madman! Come down and let's fight to the death. I'll show you who's boss!" Huang Fu shouted at Xu Feng, his face red with rage.
"Take care of yourself first, Zhang Fei, it's your turn now." Xu Feng waved the command flag in his hand, and a team of cavalrymen flew in from behind the soldiers, which was the direction of the south gate. They were all dressed in black, with at least over a thousand men, each one spirited and eager to fight, led by General Yan Yan, also known as Zhang Fei, the Black-Faced Demon God.
Zhang Fei spat out a mouthful of saliva, rubbed his hands excitedly several times, let out a loud shout, and wielded the snake halberd like a fierce tiger, charging towards the panicked and disheveled government soldiers. "Brothers, charge! Kill! The commander has given the order, to completely annihilate them, not one will be left."
"Kill, charge!" Zhang Fei's loud shout made the thousands of cavalrymen behind him yell loudly, their morale greatly boosted. The crowd followed closely behind Zhang Fei, waving their long spears and charging forward like a raging storm.
"Ah..." As soon as they came into contact, Zhang Fei's spear danced wildly and impatiently, and several soldiers instantly let out a miserable cry. Faced with Zhang Fei's fierce attack, those panicked and helpless soldiers had no choice but to wait for death, especially since many of them were either shot by arrows or blinded, how could they put up any decent resistance?
Zhang Fei has a loud voice, sufficient momentum, is brave and good at fighting, with a strong and overbearing aura, his personality is like a raging fire, even when killing people there's no one more urgent than him. He's very suitable to lead the cavalry, playing the role of charging forward. Tonight, let Zhang Fei lead a cavalry unit, it can also be considered as Xu Feng's rehearsal for building the Blazing Iron Cavalry in the future. The name "Blazing Fire" is taken from Zhang Fei's personality, which is like a raging fire, and also implies that the Yellow Turbans will be like a raging fire, burning brighter and brighter, sweeping across the country soon, becoming an unstoppable force.
"Charge!" Thousands of cavalrymen, like a flood, galloped forward with a loud rumble, shaking the earth. Under Zhang Fei's loud shout, everyone held their long spears horizontally and thrust forward. One thousand long spears, just one charge, made those government soldiers taste the flavor of hell. With a strong impact, the cavalrymen came, the force of the long spears was imaginable. Many government soldiers didn't understand what happened before they were pierced through like skewers and knocked to the ground.
Above, long spears pierced and stabbed, below, war horses trampled, the wounded soldiers who fell to the ground, were either trampled to death or injured by their own people, or were completely trampled into minced meat by the charging war horses, with a miserable appearance of death.
"Sun Jian, we meet again, haha, this time you're not as lucky as last time." Facing Sun Jian who came to take the city, Dian Wei's eyes widened and his eyes sparkled with a long-absent killing intent. He understood Xu Feng's orders: kill him off. Even if Sun Jian was brave and chivalrous, Xu Feng wouldn't spare him because of their different stances and forms. If it were in the past, Xu Feng might have still played along with them, perhaps not striking the final blow. But now things were different. The Yellow Turbans' situation was precarious, and if he didn't make a big move to boost morale, things would take a turn for the worse. Did he want to repeat the tragedy of the Yellow Turbans' downfall? That was something Xu Feng didn't want to see.
"Thank you."
Looking at the imposing Tian Wei, Sun Jian couldn't help but take a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and glanced around, seeing that the people behind him were all trapped by Tian Wei's elite guards. His heart suddenly tightened, this situation is not good!
"Come and take my life!" Dian Wei shouted loudly, swinging his iron pike in the air, charging at Sun Jian with a fierce attack. Sun Jian was caught off guard, hastily raising his sword to block, but suddenly remembered the incredible weight of Dian Wei's iron pike. He quickly changed his move to dodge, but Dian Wei's speed was too fast, and Sun Jian couldn't change his move in time. With a loud clang, Sun Jian's body shook violently, his wrist trembling severely, and a thread of blood flowed out along the quivering hilt of his sword. In just one round, Dian Wei's monstrous strength had shattered Sun Jian's defenses.
"Spare my master's life." Dian Wei was about to make another move when a loud shout came from behind, and Zu Mao charged forward on horseback, wielding his twin blades.
"Haha, since you're in a hurry to die, let's get this over with." Tian Wei sneered coldly, his expression not wavering in the slightest despite the addition of another person.
Dancing with twin iron halberds, the iron halberd's wild dance, moves come out one after another. Even with Zu Mao's assistance, after several rounds, Sun Jian and his opponent were evenly matched.
Huangfu Song and others, the people who were killed were trampled by horses, wailing incessantly. In less than half a day, thousands of men and horses had been injured. The defeated government soldiers were in disarray, fleeing in all directions. Zhang Fei's cavalry took advantage of the situation to pursue and kill them mercilessly. The warhorses galloped swiftly, the cavalry was fierce and powerful, and with almost no casualties, they easily killed their way through the enemy army.
"Haha, it's really exhilarating! In my life, Zhang Fei has two greatest pleasures: one is killing people, and the other is drinking wine. Haha, it seems that tonight, General Cao will let me drink to my heart's content again!" Zhang Fei shouted excitedly while wielding his spear and charging forward.
"Alright, as long as you take down Huangfu's dog head, I'll let you drink to your heart's content." Zhang Fei's voice was loud and clear, even from a distance. Xu Feng stood on the rooftop and responded loudly.
"Great, Huangfu old man, come out quickly. Anyway, you won't survive tonight, so let Zhang Fei shoot you to death with one arrow. Who knows, I might remember your kindness and give you a quick death." Zhang Fei kept scanning the fleeing soldiers, searching for Huangfu Song's figure.
Huangfu Song was startled by the shout in the crowd and almost fell off his horse. Realizing that the other party wanted to take his life, Huangfu Song quickly turned around, got off his horse, and blended into the crowd.
Before long, Huangfu Song and others rushed to the east gate, only to find that Xue Cheng and others had been waiting for a long time. As soon as they met, Xue Cheng's 2,000 elite soldiers killed Huangfu Song, who was defeated and fled.
I know that I didn't write it well and many friends also gave me advice, I will take it to heart and pay more attention in the future.

