Chương 42: Burning the Yellow Turbans, Attack from Three Sides

Liu Ce, observing the wind direction and distance, sensed the opportune moment and abruptly waved his hand, giving the order:

"Release the arrows!"

In an instant, dozens of arrows, streaking with sparks, pierced the night sky like falling meteors, landing precisely on the piles of hay and makeshift tents in the Yellow Turban camp.

When the dry, withered grass meets an open flame, and with the help of the evening breeze, the flames suddenly burst into flames and spread rapidly, burning brighter and brighter until they quickly became a sea of fire!

The wind fueled the fire, and the fire amplified the wind's power; the entire western side of the Yellow Turban army camp was engulfed in flames almost instantly!

"Fire! Fire!"

"Quickly, put out the fire!"

"My tent! My food!"

"Don't push! Run!"

The Yellow Turban camp was immediately thrown into chaos!

The soldiers were awakened from their sleep by the thick smoke and ran out of their tents in a panic, only to find a raging fire and a chaotic crowd in front of them.

Cries, screams, curses, and the crackling of burning objects mingled together, plunging the entire camp into complete chaos.

Bo Cai was sleeping soundly with the beautiful woman he had snatched when he was woken up by the noise outside.

He threw on his clothes and rushed out of the tent. Seeing flames shooting into the sky and thick smoke billowing everywhere, he was so enraged he jumped up and down, cursing loudly:

"What happened? How did a fire start? Quick! Send men to put it out! Everyone go! Also, send men to keep watch! Beware of a Han army sneak attack!"

He wasn't entirely stupid; he knew the fire started suspiciously, but it was already too late.

Seeing that the fire had spread rapidly into the depths of the Yellow Turban camp, Liu Ce knew that the time had come!

He mounted his horse, raised the Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd in his hand, and roared to the sky:

"Brothers! Tonight is the night to make our mark! Follow me—and kill!"

"kill!!!"

Amidst deafening battle cries, Liu Ce charged ahead like an arrow into the chaotic Yellow Turban camp.

Behind him, Guan Yu brandished his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, Zhang Fei raised his Eighteen-Foot Serpent Spear, Zhao Yun held his Dragon Gallant Silver Spear, Dian Wei's twin halberds moved like the wind, Qin Qiong held his gilded double bronze maces, and Cheng Yaojin swung his Bagua Xuanhua Axe. The six fierce generals were like six sharp knives!

Behind them, eight hundred Xuanjia Iron Cavalry formed an invincible steel torrent, crashing heavily into the Yellow Turban army camp, which was already in complete chaos!

This was nothing short of a one-sided massacre!

Most of the Yellow Turban soldiers were not even fully armored, and many had just woken up from their sleep, unarmed.

Faced with the heavily armed and imposing Xuanjia Iron Cavalry, they were as fragile as paper.

Wherever the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry passed, men and horses fell, and blood flowed like rivers.

Guan Yu's swordsmanship was highly skilled, and each swing brought up a shower of blood; Zhang Fei's spear was like a venomous snake, and each thrust pierced through several people.

Zhao Yun's spear technique was unpredictable, and enemies fell one after another; Dian Wei and Cheng Yaojin were even more ferocious beasts, wielding their double halberds and battle axes, clearing out the surrounding area in an instant.

Qin Qiong's double maces were incredibly powerful; a single blow could break tendons and bones.

"Enemy attack! It's cavalry! Han army cavalry!"

Finally, one of the Yellow Turban leaders reacted and shouted at the top of his lungs.

But their cries seemed so weak in the face of the immense chaos and panic.

Under the protection of his personal guards, Bo Cai watched as hundreds of cavalrymen rampaged through his own camp as if it were empty, and he trembled with rage, yet also felt a chill run down his spine.

This army is terrifying! He desperately gave orders, trying to get all units to hold their ground and organize a counterattack.

But the orders can't be sent out at all, and even if they are, no one listens.

Everyone ran around like headless flies, either trying to put out the fire, trying to escape, or getting hacked to death.

On the walls of Changshe, the sentries who had been keeping a close watch on the movements outside the city immediately saw the towering flames and the faint sounds of battle shouts.

"General! General! A great fire has broken out outside the city! The Yellow Turban rebel camp is in chaos! It seems reinforcements have arrived!"

The sentry scrambled off to report.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun practically rushed out of the room and onto the city wall.

Looking at the sea of fire and the obvious chaos outside the city, the two old generals were so excited that their beards trembled.

"It's heavenly soldiers! The imperial reinforcements must have arrived!" Zhu Jun's voice was choked with emotion.

"Quickly! Pass on my order! Open the city gates! Everyone who can move, follow me and charge out! Reinforcements, attack from both inside and outside!"

Huangfu Song acted decisively and drew his sword.

The heavy door creaked open.

The Changshe garrison, which had long been simmering with anger and resentment, surged out under the personal leadership of Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, and charged towards the Yellow Turban army, which was already in a state of chaos!

Almost at the same time.

Meanwhile, Cao Cao, who was leading 5, 000 infantry and cavalry on a night-long journey to Changshe to provide support, also received an urgent report from his scouts.

"Report! Commander Cao! Flames are shooting into the sky and battle cries are deafening in the direction of Changshe! The government troops and the Yellow Turban army have already clashed!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Cao's small eyes immediately lit up with a sharp light:

"Oh? Someone beat us to it? Looks like they're a friend, not an enemy!"

"Order! The entire army must advance at full speed! Head straight for the Changshe battlefield! How can I, Cao Mengde, miss such an opportunity to achieve great deeds?!"

"Speed up!"

"Soldiers, charge! Seize the glory... no, slay the traitors!"

Cao Cao led 5, 000 cavalrymen and sped off towards the battlefield.

Then, a dramatic scene unfolded.

Originally, it was Bo Cai's 100, 000-strong army that besieged Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun.

In the blink of an eye, the situation shifted to Liu Ce's forces attacking from the center, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun breaking out from within the city, and Cao Cao's forces encircling from the outside. The three armies launched a fierce and satisfying attack on the chaotic Yellow Turban army!

The Yellow Turban Army completely collapsed.

With a sea of fire in front, pursuers behind, and fierce Han cavalry on both sides, many soldiers simply threw down their weapons, covered their heads, and knelt down to surrender.

At this moment, Liu Ce was not very interested in dealing with these small fry. His eyes were searching the chaotic battlefield. To catch the thief, first catch the king!

After searching for a short while, he finally saw Bo Cai, who was wearing armor that was slightly better than the other Yellow Turban generals, and was trying to rally his troops, surrounded by a group of personal guards!

"system……"

【Ding……】 [Name]: Bo Cai Gender: Male Age: 28 [Strength]: 78 Commander: 85 [Politics]: 65 [Intelligence]: 75 【Charm】: 71 [Appearance]: 65cm...

"Bo Cai! Prepare to die!"

Liu Ce shouted and urged his black horse forward like lightning.

Bo Cai was jumping up and down in a panic when he suddenly heard a thunderous shout. He looked up and saw a fierce general charging straight at him, which terrified him.

He quickly shouted to the few generals around him who were still relatively loyal:

"Quick! Stop him!"

The Yellow Turban generals, steeling themselves, brandished their weapons and charged forward.

Unfortunately, they overestimated themselves. Compared to Liu Ce, they weren't even an appetizer.

Liu Ce wielded the Heavenly Dragon City-Breaking Halberd with lightning speed and immense power, slashing and sweeping with lightning speed and immense force.

With a few crisp "crack" and "splat" sounds and the sound of flesh being pierced, the generals were all cut down from their horses and died without lasting more than three moves.