Chapter Fifty-Seven: Proudly Facing Thousands of Troops

  The east turns white, and the sky gradually brightens.

  When the first ray of dawn rose, west of Biyang City was already layered with troops and horses.

  Guan Yu rode on his horse Red Hare, with his sword held horizontally, his phoenix eyes half-open and half-closed, exuding an aura of lonely grandeur, coldly looking down on the enemy city.

  The banner behind him was rolling like a wave, and that one face "Guan" character's red flag was extremely dazzling.

  More than 10,000 Yellow Turbans lined up behind him. As they had just been recruited not long ago, these Yellow Turbans still retained a strong bandit style, and when lining up, they were still whispering to each other.

  His eyebrows furrowed in anger, Guan Yu suddenly turned his head and glared at him.

  Those whispering soldiers were intimidated by Guan Yu's prestige and quickly closed their mouths.

  "Although the troops are not elite, taking down a small place like Biyang shouldn't be a problem."

  As he turned back, Guan Yu's proud expression reappeared. He pointed his Green Dragon Crescent Blade at Bicheng and shouted loudly: "All troops, attack the city!"

  Under orders, flags of various colors wave like waves.

  More than ten cowhide drums were struck at the same time, and the rumbling drumbeats rose up together like a sudden clap of thunder.

  With a single drumbeat, the 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers immediately became solemn and hastily gripped their weapons tightly.

  The two drums sounded, and the vanguard of three thousand men began to advance on the city walls, carrying ladders and pushing siege engines such as battering rams, slowly approaching the city of Biyang.

  The remaining soldiers in the array shouted loudly and killed them with a loud voice, thinking that they were helping the city-attacking team.

  The commander of the Chinese army saw his own army's momentum and Liu Bei couldn't help but reveal a few hints of pride on his face.

  "It's indeed true that Cloud Long is capable of training soldiers. It hasn't been long, but he has already turned a mob into such an army." Liu Bei stroked his beard, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  Guan Yu of the vanguard looked at the orderly advancing enemy general, his expression growing increasingly arrogant.

  He gazed coldly at the enemy city and said disdainfully: "Yan Liang, White Horse, I'll spare your life this time. This time, Guan Yu must take your head."

  Compared with the city head, the flag is not complete, there are not many soldiers, and hundreds of soldiers are scattered along the city line.

  The weakness of the defending army and the strength of Liu Bei's attacking troops formed a sharp contrast.

  Seeing this situation, the morale of Liu Bei's army was even more vigorous, and the shouting and killing sounds were even more earth-shaking.

  In an instant, the vanguard assault team had approached the front of the moat.

  Just at the moment before the city was attacked, the tightly closed city gate suddenly creaked open, and the high-hanging drawbridge slowly descended.

  This sudden change could not help but make Liu Bei's army suspicious, and even Guan Yu's proud face showed a hint of surprise.

  Could it be that the defending army still wants to launch a counterattack?

  A mere thousand troops, even if they managed to break out, would be rushing to their own deaths. Guan Yu was taken aback for only a moment before regaining his composure and ordering the support troops to prepare to counterattack against the enemy who had broken out.

  At this time, however, something happened that shocked all of Liu Bei's army.

  Among the open city gates, indeed there were enemy troops coming out, but they were not the large number of enemy soldiers they had imagined.

  Alone, one man and his horse.

  That iron tower-like figure, riding a black stallion, holding a shining steel knife, slowly walked out of the city and arrived at the suspension bridge.

  Guan Yu's face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and the anger in his eyes burst forth even more.

  The lone enemy general riding out of the city was Yan Liang.

  Wearing a black armor, with a red cloak fluttering behind him, Yan Liang's majestic figure stood at the suspension bridge, and the several thousand enemy soldiers who came face to face with him were so intimidated by his awe-inspiring presence that for a moment they forgot to shout "Kill!"

  Guan Yu furrowed his brow and muttered to himself, unable to help but exclaim in surprise: "Isn't Yan Liang that scoundrel at Xinye? How can he suddenly appear here?"

  Even Guan Yu was startled by Yan Liang's sudden appearance, let alone others.

  Both wings were defeated and Liu Bei in the central army was also shocked beyond measure.

  Yan Liang, with his sword held high and his horse standing tall, gazed at the stunned enemy in front of him, a cold smile spreading across the corner of his mouth.

  This was the plan he and Xu Shu had come up with, he wanted to kill Liu Bei in a surprise attack.

  On the surface, Yan Liang only sent Liu Pi to lead a thousand soldiers and horses to defend Biyang, in order to create the illusion that the main force was defending Xinye, paralyzing Liu Bei and making him dare to concentrate his forces to attack the city without any scruples.

  At this moment, there were already 5,000 elite troops in the city, eager to rush out of the city and engage in a fierce battle.

  At first, Yan Liang led more than 10,000 workers to transport grain to Bishuiyang. In fact, half of them were his regular troops in disguise, and the war horses and equipment were also mixed in and transported into the city together.

  Liu Bei's scouts only knew that there were grain transport workers entering the city every day during the daytime and leaving at night, but they never expected that the number of workers leaving at midnight was only half of those who came.

  The remaining half were naturally Yan Liang and his regular elite soldiers.

  "A mere Zhi Yuan, how can he stop me from advancing with thousands of troops? Pass the order to continue marching forward and trample this rebel!"

  Guan Yu pointed with his long sword and shouted loudly in anger.

  He didn't know that Yan Liang dared to come out alone and show off his military might because there were 5,000 elite soldiers hidden in the city.

  Guan Yu was unaware of the internal situation and was provoked by Yan Liang's open provocation. Without thinking twice, he ordered his entire army to attack.

  Yan Liang was brave again, how could he single-handedly resist the army of 10,000 men!

  The sound of drums rose again, and Liu Bei's army, awakened from their terror, continued to drum up courage and charge forward.

  Facing the rolling enemy army, Yan Liang had not a single hint of fear, his eyebrows didn't even furrow, he stood tall and upright, with a composed expression on his face.

  Three hundred steps.

  Two hundred steps.

  One hundred steps.

  The fierce enemy troops have arrived like beasts.

  At this time, Yan Liang's mouth corner rose with a cold smile, and he slowly raised the long knife in his hand.

  That's the signal for counterattack.

  The long sword was raised, and the city gate, which had been half-opened, suddenly swung wide open. The thunderous sound of hooves shook the sky as 500 cavalrymen charged out in a frenzy.

  That was Yan Liang's most elite Iron Floating Diagram.

  Iron hooves rumbling, as they brushed past, Yan Liang also rode out on horseback.

  Five hundred heavy cavalry, with long spears pointing to the sky and pressing down, formed a giant spear that was the sharpest in the world, with an overwhelming momentum, charging towards the enemy who came face to face.

  These five hundred heavy cavalry suddenly appeared and in an instant frightened Liu Bei's army of tens of thousands into a state of bewilderment.

  The arrogant Guan Yu was shocked and his expression changed, never expecting that Yan Liang would actually bring heavy armored cavalry.

  "How is this possible? The scouts clearly reported that there were only a thousand infantry, where did these heavy cavalry suddenly come from?" Guan Yu was extremely surprised and couldn't figure out the reason.

  In just a moment of surprise, Yan Liang led the iron floating pagoda, like a giant black blade, crashing into the vanguard assault team.

  Where the iron cavalry passed, a miserable cry rose like a tide, and countless severed limbs flew horizontally in the bloody fog.

  These Yellow Turban soldiers were originally weak in combat and only managed to fight a battle under Guan Yu's reorganization.

  Now crashing into Yan Liang's iron cavalry, that already fragile will, was shattered in an instant.

  The morale of the army collapsed, hundreds and thousands of soldiers threw away their helmets and armor, and fled in panic.

  Yan Liang rode his horse and danced with his sword, leading his iron cavalry straight to Liu Bei's central army.