Chapter 93

Before the setting sun, the kind where a bright red sun hangs on the horizon, an endless stream of government soldiers emerged from the horizon, sprinting towards the direction of the sunset.

To be precise, they were not just soldiers but a disorganized and chaotic group of fleeing soldiers. They were in such disarray that they scattered more widely than herbivores, which, no matter what situation they encounter, always run in a group. These soldiers, on the other hand, spread out across the sky and the ground.

The faces of the government soldiers were filled with terror, wishing they had an extra pair of legs. Perhaps because they were too exhausted to run, some soldiers who were carrying equipment simply threw it all away. For a moment, the defeated front was filled with the dazzling light of flying equipment, and the flags fell.

"Run faster, the Yellow Turban rebels are coming!"

The government army suffered a great defeat.

At the forefront of the defeat were the cavalry, riding on four-legged horses, mostly wearing leather armor. Among them was one man, fully clad in heavy armor, riding a large red horse, extremely imposing, taking a few steps to outpace the other horses.

This general on the red horse was particularly rugged, with a full beard, looking like a wild man from Shennongjia in armor, even making Zhang Fei feel ashamed. However, at this moment, his rugged face was filled with an incongruous terror, as if he were a frightened old black rabbit.

This man was none other than Dong Zhuo, who had just been appointed as a Middle General.

Dong Zhuo was so frustrated and angry that he wanted to die. He had been appointed to replace Lu Zhi, who had refused to engage in battle, so he was determined to fight.

However, due to Qin Feng's sudden appearance, history had changed. After Qin Feng defeated Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang at Changshe, the government army sounded the call for a counterattack against the Yellow Turbans across the country, with frequent victories. Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, and Zhang Jue, the three brothers, gathered in Guangzong and raised the banner to defend the Taiping Dao.

For a time, many defeated Taiping Dao followers from various regions traveled to Guangzong. Notable among them were the Zhou Cang, Liao Hua, and Pei Yuanshao factions.

Thus, the three brothers Zhang Jue, along with Guan Hai, Zhou Cang, Liao Hua, Pei Yuanshao, Han Zhong, and Zhang Guan, led a massive force of 250,000, creating a formidable presence.

Dong Zhuo had thought that with the superior equipment of the government army, a single charge would break through the Yellow Turban lines and secure a great victory. However, Guan Hai, Zhou Cang, and Liao Hua were not ordinary Yellow Turban generals. Under their leadership, a single charge broke through the government army's lines instead.

As a result, Dong Zhuo suffered a defeat on his first day in command, setting a precedent for future commanders.

This defeat pushed the army back fifty miles, with 30,000 soldiers vanishing.

Dong Zhuo, like a dog that had lost its home, did not know where to go, and with the large sun in front of him, he fled towards the sunset. The remaining 30,000 government soldiers, like fish that had escaped the net, also fled like dogs that had lost their homes.

Just as Dong Zhuo was at a loss for how to end this, a distant voice called out, "Is this General Dong? Hurry, we will hold off the pursuers!"

Dong Zhuo looked closely and saw a group of government soldiers, all cavalry, with fine armor and a highly disciplined appearance. "The Imperial Guard!" Dong Zhuo was overjoyed, quickly urging his red horse to gallop past Cao Cao and others, feeling a bit more at ease.

Following closely behind were the disorganized fleeing soldiers.

The banners of the Righteous Army, the Xian Army, and the Cavalry Commander's unit fluttered in the wind, facing the fleeing soldiers.

"The Cavalry Commander orders, reassemble, reassemble!"

Clang, clang, clang, clang~ The sound of the gong, like the morning and evening bells, echoed in the hearts of the fleeing soldiers.

Dong Zhuo's defeated soldiers were all from the Northern Army's five divisions. The cavalry division's soldiers, hearing the call of their commander, were the first to regain their composure, finding a sense of direction, and began to reassemble under their division's banner.

The government army still had military discipline. Most soldiers knew they could not continue running indefinitely. Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, they immediately sought the nearest reinforcement banners and began to reassemble.

As most of the fleeing soldiers passed, the pursuing Yellow Turbans could be seen.

"Kill the government army!"

"Dog bandits!"

"Kill!" The Yellow Turbans, having chased for fifty miles, were all out of breath, but their spirits were high, and they howled like ghosts and wolves.

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao, initially startled by the vast number of Yellow Turbans, saw that the Yellow Turban army had no formation, and apart from some morale, they were no different from the disorganized government soldiers. Both men, with their strategic minds, were overjoyed and exchanged glances, saying in unison, "This is the best time for a cavalry charge!"

Cao Cao drew his Sword of Heaven, raising his arm and shouting, "The enemy is scattered and exhausted; this is the time to defeat them."

"An opportunity to establish merit and fame has arrived. Pick up your weapons and follow me to battle!" Yuan Shao raised his sword over his head and charged forward, leading the way.

The thundering hooves of a thousand Imperial Guard cavalry began to enter the battlefield.

Cavalry have a natural advantage over infantry. Unless the infantry form a formation, they cannot resist cavalry. The Yellow Turbans, having pursued Dong Zhuo, had no formation. Cao Cao and Yuan Shao each led 500 cavalry, charging back and forth in a long line, causing the Yellow Turbans to bleed and scatter.

Liu Bei, though leading all infantry, had Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who were so fierce that they achieved the effect of cavalry with just their single horses.

"I am Guan Yu; Yellow Turban rebels, prepare to die!" Guan Yu spurred his horse, his Green Dragon Crescent Blade cutting through the Yellow Turban soldiers like grass, leaving them falling in droves.

"I am Zhang Fei of Yan!" Zhang Fei was no less fierce, charging where the crowd was thickest, his spear like a skewer, impaling the Yellow Turbans in strings, and with a flick, sending many bodies flying.

The pursuing Yellow Turbans, like a turtle, had their heads knocked back by Cao, Yuan, and Liu.

"Oh no!"

"The government reinforcements have arrived!"

"Form a formation, form a formation!" The Yellow Turbans were in chaos, especially when faced with organized cavalry charges, losing all will to resist. Thus, the pursuing Yellow Turban army stopped and began to reassemble.

The news quickly reached the Yellow Turban commander, Zhang Jue.

"What? The government reinforcements have arrived?" Zhang Jue frowned. Zhang Bao, beside him, flicked his拂尘 (duster), "Brother, quickly reassemble the soldiers."

Zhang Jue did not know how many reinforcements had arrived, and with the vanguard facing a strong enemy cavalry, he did not dare to be overconfident. He immediately ordered the reassembly of the army and the formation of a battle line.

On the government side,

Under Qin Feng's banner, over ten thousand soldiers had gathered. Dian Wei and Xu Chu had each gathered several thousand soldiers, and Dong Zhuo, after stopping, had also gathered several thousand soldiers.

Thus, half an hour later, the Yellow Turban army and the government army faced each other again on the battlefield.

On the Yellow Turban side, the general flags shone, with four flags bearing the character "Zhang" in the center, and flags with the names "Guan," "Zhou," "Liao," and "Han" on the sides.

On the government side, as the flag gate opened, a general in golden helmet and armor, holding a golden spear, stepped forward. This general squinted, as the setting sun was still blinding. Suddenly, he felt in his chest and pulled out a pair of sunglasses, putting them on and feeling much better.

For the first time in human history, a general wearing sunglasses appeared on an ancient battlefield. Qin Feng, wearing sunglasses and brandishing his golden spear, exuded a different aura. The tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers, who had never seen such a sight, were shocked and gasped in surprise.

Then, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, and Dong Zhuo rode out. Cao Cao and Yuan Shao were both startled when they saw Qin Feng. Dong Zhuo was also extremely shocked, thinking, "This general is so handsome, truly the most beautiful man I have ever seen." Dong Zhuo did not have time to ask and simply bowed.

The Liu Bei brothers were also amazed by Qin Feng's appearance.

Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, and Liu Bei all thought, "This thing called sunglasses is indeed a good thing. If I had a pair, it would be even better. I wonder where Qin Zijin found them."

Guan Yu, stroking his long beard, squinting, and looking disdainful, but occasionally stealing glances, thought, "If I wore sunglasses, I would look better than Qin Zijin, after all, I have a long beard." In ancient times, long beards were considered beautiful, so Guan Yu's beard was very long and he cherished it, even wearing a cover in winter.

On the Yellow Turban side, many were shocked by Qin Feng. Zhou Cang, eyes wide, pointed with his spear, "Who is that black-eyed bandit? What is he wearing, it looks quite nice."

The three Zhangs: Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, and Zhang Yan, trembled and shouted in unison, "Qin Zijin!"

Qin Feng extended his middle finger, adjusted his glasses, rode forward, and pointed his golden spear, shouting, "Rebels, why don't you dismount and surrender now!"

The aura of the future warrior was astonishing, and for a moment, the three armies of the Yellow Turbans were shaken.

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