Chapter Thirty: The Great Defeat of Ma Yuan Yi

  At the third watch, the troops quietly left Puyang City and marched silently all the way to gather outside the enemy camp. "General Cao, let me go scout ahead," said Cao Chun. "No need, General Cao, I have my own plan."

  Zhang Rui used his yin-yang eyes, and his two eyes turned into one black and one white. He looked towards the Yellow Turban's large camp. Ma Yuan Yi was indeed at ease. Except for a team of soldiers patrolling, the Yellow Turbans in front of the gate were sleeping in rows, not one of them had their eyes open. The discipline of these Yellow Turbans really made people dare not to compliment them. If such an army could take down the Great Han, it would only be said that the Great Han was truly beyond salvation.

  Cao Chun was quite surprised, how many secrets did this military strategist have? The legendary yin-yang eyes, he had only heard his master mention them before. It was said that before the Spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period, there were really people with thousand-mile eyes and following ears, but because of some reasons they hadn't appeared for a long time. Now they actually appeared on the military strategist's body, it seemed that when he went back he must tell Meng De, perhaps his attention to the military strategist was still not enough!

  "Brothers, our goal is not to kill people, but to set fires. As long as the fire starts, the Yellow Turbans will definitely become a mess, and then we'll have an opportunity to take advantage of it. Remember, I don't want any brother to die here. Since we came together with 500 people, we must return together with 500 people. I've prepared celebratory wine for everyone, let's quickly defeat this mob and go back to drink together! Brothers, follow me!"

  Maybe it was because he didn't sleep well last night, Ma Yuanyi slept very soundly tonight and even had a dream. In the dream, he broke through the city of Bo Yang, trampled Zhang Rui under his feet, and then gave him a good scolding. He brought Zhang Rui to his master, who praised him highly, and then passed on the "Taiping Qingling Dao" to him. His master also gave him several beautiful women, and he was truly delighted.

  Not yet finished beautiful dream, suddenly heard outside someone shouted: "on fire, quick rescue ah." There are also killing sounds. Not right, this is someone raided the camp. Ma Yuan Yi's dream instantly woke up, put on armor, took good own weapon, just pushed open tent, only to see the entire Yellow Turban camp a piece of sea of flames.

  It's all over, it's all over. Ma Yuanyi felt like he was dead inside, with more than 20,000 people completely wiped out by this fire, what face would he have left to see his master? He estimated that even if he went back, there would be no way for him to explain himself to his master.

  Zhang Rui, it's all because of this kid Zhang Rui, I'd rather die than let you be my scapegoat. As the saying goes, "speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrives", this guy really is thinking of Zhang Rui and he appears. Only to see Zhang Rui holding a long sword on horseback, looking quite majestic, charging left and right, with no one able to withstand him.

  "Zhang Rui, come and accept your fate!" Ma Yuan Yi raised the large knife in his hand and let out a loud shout as he charged towards Zhang Rui. Just as Zhang Rui was about to collide with him, he suddenly felt a sense of danger and flipped over to jump off his horse. The horse wasn't so lucky, being split in two by Ma Yuan Yi's single slash, crashing to the ground with a loud thud.

  "Huang Jin Secret Method: Power Surge Upper Body." Ma Yuanyi no longer cared about his own life or death, and directly used his ultimate move from the start. His entire body emitted yellow flames, his eyes tightly fixed on Zhang Rui, just like looking at prey. But who was the hunter and who was the prey was really hard to say.

  Zhang Rui took out the mechanical shield, looking at Ma Yuan Yi with disdain, not putting him in his eyes at all. But based on Zhang Rui's experience, as the leader of the canal, Ma Yuan Yi should be much stronger than Zhang Xian in Luoyang. After all, Zhang Xian was a divine messenger, while Ma Yuan Yi and Tang Zhou were divine messengers, their abilities naturally being one level higher than theirs.

  That armor is already invincible after being worn by Xianli Shi, and Ma Yuan Yi's attack is definitely not enough to withstand it. It seems that the literati in this world can only defend themselves, but they still have no power to fight back against a powerful warrior like Ma Yuan Yi. My own shield is already known as the strongest defense, but now I estimate that even Ma Yuan Yi, a third-rate warrior, cannot withstand it. As for Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhao Yun, they probably don't need to use their martial souls to easily defeat me, let alone mention someone like Lü Bu.

  I've finally found my place, I shouldn't be impulsive, and these military affairs should be left to the generals from now on. This time was really too careless. Tonight, victory was already within our grasp, but now that we've encountered this madman, what can we do?

  Ma Yuan Yi didn't know that Zhang Rui had thought of so many things in an instant, and swung his sword as if Zhang Rui was chopping down, every move fierce and ruthless, each knife not leaving a vital spot.

  Zhang Rui had to temporarily avoid the edge, using the yin-yang step to dance with Ma Yuan Yi. At this time, the entire Yellow Turban camp had become a sea of flames, wails and screams rising and falling. Cao Chun killed all the way from the main camp to the rear camp, and then from the rear camp back to the main camp, enjoying himself immensely along the way, but somehow it seemed like he had forgotten something.

  Yes, it seems that the military advisor is nowhere to be found. His own responsibility was to protect the military advisor, and now that he's gone missing, what can be done? Cao Chun became anxious. The top priority for now is to find the military advisor first; otherwise, if something really happens, there's no need to explain it to Meng De, and he won't have the face to go back to Bo Yang again.

  Unlike Ma Yuan Yi's open and straightforward approach, Zhang Rui responded calmly. He fully utilized his own advantages, using the yin-yang steps to drag Ma Yuan Yi into a fight. At this moment, Zhang Rui had already forgotten how many times he had dodged, and also forgot where he was in the Yellow Turban camp.

  At this moment, Zhang Rui's eyes only had Ma Yuan Yi, and his big knife. The shouting and killing sounds around him had stopped, leaving only Ma Yuan Yi and his own gasping for breath. Gradually, Zhang Rui discovered that Ma Yuan Yi seemed to be slowing down, the trajectory of the knife was actually predictable, could it be that Ma Yuan Yi had run out of energy? But the yellow flames showed that this guy's strength on his upper body hadn't dissipated, what reason was this? Could it be that this was what they called a boundary, and he had broken through to another boundary?

  "Zhang Rui, if you're still a man, let's settle this with one move!" Ma Yuanyi shouted loudly.

  This bastard, one move after another, how can a man say he's not capable? Come on. Zhang Rui thought.

  "The Secret Art of War: All Things are Soldiers" Zhang Rui's current strength is still a bit difficult to use this move, but how can a man say he can't do it? Even if it's a struggle, he must get through. Suddenly, a patch of true empty space appeared around Zhang Rui, and every blade of grass and tree on the ground floated up. The powerful aura made Zhang Rui's clothes flutter wildly, his chest rising and falling unpredictably, but in just an instant, the aura around Zhang Rui was stripped clean.

  "Go!" Zhang Rui shouted loudly, and all the grass and trees around him transformed into sharp swords flying towards Ma Yuan Yi. Meanwhile, Ma Yuan Yi had also gathered his strength and slashed down with one knife. With a loud crash, the attacks from both sides collided, and Zhang Rui was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood. On the other hand, Ma Yuan Yi's body was filled with flowers and grasses, like a beehive, making it extremely difficult for him to survive.

  "General, General, are you alright? It's all my fault, I was too caught up in the heat of battle and didn't protect you well." Cao Chun finally arrived and picked up Zhang Rui.

  "No harm done, the bandit leader Ma Yuan-yi is dead. General Cao, we have won a great victory tonight over the Yellow Turbans."