Free Web NovelChapter 261: Defeating the Yellow Turban Army, Relieving the Siege of Beihai
Qingzhou.
Beihai County.
On the city walls, the Prefect of Beihai County, Kong Rong, looked pale as he gazed at the Yellow Turban rebel army gradually approaching the city.
The menacing aura coming towards him made the bloody smell palpable.
"How is it? Has Tai Shi Ci not returned yet?!"
Kong Rong hurriedly asked the deputy general beside him, who was wearing light armor.
"Lord Prefect, Tai Shi Ci... has not... has not returned yet... I’m afraid... I’m afraid he might have taken the opportunity to escape due to the overwhelming enemy forces!"
The deputy general’s eyes were filled with anger.
Kong Rong flung his robe aside, glared with his eyes, and snorted coldly:
"Impossible!! Ziyi is not that kind of person! Do not tarnish his reputation!"
"But... but so much time has passed, and he still hasn’t returned. If it’s not escape, then what is it!!? Lord, please recognize the reality!"
The deputy general knelt down and loudly implored.
At this moment.
A sound as powerful as a tsunami surged forth, exuding an immense and imposing aura.
"This... this is the sound of a cavalry charge!!!"
Zhou Cang, who had been through many battles, frowned and raised his long knife from the ground.
"Big brother, could it be that other brothers have come to join us?!"
Liao Hua scratched his head.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Cang’s eyes flashed. This possibility was indeed not small.
After all, many brothers had come in groups to join him before.
But they were usually infantry, not rare and expensive cavalry!
It was well known that feeding cavalry was very costly.
If it were really a group of mounted bandits coming to join him, it would greatly benefit future developments!
Zhou Cang eagerly looked towards the horizon.
He saw a shadow appearing on the horizon as the sun set.
The shadow had distinct banners, excellent equipment, and neat ranks.
It looked like a well-trained regular army rather than an ordinary, disorganized band of mounted bandits!
"Big brother, the character on the flag is ’Long’! Do you know any heroes in the greenwood with the surname Long?"
Liao Hua’s eyes shone as he loudly asked.
"This... I don’t recall!" Zhou Cang scratched his forehead in confusion.
The cavalry charged with a roar, but stopped several dozen yards from the Yellow Turban rebel army.
As Zhou Cang was puzzled, a white figure sped towards them at an incredible speed, arriving just a short distance from the Yellow Turban army in a flash.
The white-robed general was Zhao Yun, holding a golden yellow imperial edict, looking at the Yellow Turban rebels with a stern expression and eyes like lightning that could pierce the soul. freewёbnoνel.com
"Who among you is Zhou Cang?!"
"Damn it, big brother, this person is so arrogant, daring to call your name directly," Liao Hua said discontentedly.
"A hero naturally has his reasons. Meeting him is no harm."
Then, Zhou Cang rode forward, followed by thousands of Yellow Turban warriors, looking imposing!
Seeing Zhao Yun, he cupped his fists and laughed heartily:
"Hero, I am Zhou Cang!"
Zhao Yun, seeing this, did not say much and read out the entire imperial edict.
Zhou Cang was shocked and momentarily confused.
He didn’t expect this person to come under Long Chen’s name to recruit him.
Nor did he expect Long Chen to have risen to the position of Inspector of Yangzhou.
Being valued and recognized by the Emperor stirred emotions in his heart.
However, recalling the death of General Zhang Jiao, his eyes filled with anger.
He raised his battle knife and cursed at Zhao Yun:
"Tell your master, Zhou Cang can be killed but not humiliated!"
Zhao Yun was slightly stunned, then coldly looked at Zhou Cang and said:
"What, do you mean to defy the imperial authority?"
Zhou Cang’s battle knife ignited with yellow flames, and he shouted:
"So what if I do?!"
Zhao Yun put away the imperial edict and took out his dragon-spirit gleaming silver spear, coldly saying:
"If that’s the case, then I have no choice!"
Hearing this, Zhou Cang seemed to hear a great joke and laughed heartily alone:
"Boy, don’t take yourself too seriously. Though you brought cavalry, which counters infantry, your number is only thirty thousand, while my army is several times yours.
Boy, you are trying to stop a chariot with your arms!!!"
Zhao Yun said nothing, lifted his spear, and then slammed it down hard, shouting:
"All troops, form a wedge formation and charge with me!!!"
The thirty thousand elite cavalry, well-trained and synchronized, quickly formed a grey-black dragon-shaped killing aura.
Zhou Cang also returned to his ranks and organized his army to charge.
However, most of their infantry formed square formations and were very slow in assembling.
Many of the soldiers had only recently joined and hadn’t yet been integrated or trained, leading to a lack of coordination with Zhou Cang’s main forces.
These people had originally come down the mountains to join Zhou Cang because they had little food, hoping that Zhou Cang could break through Beihai County and obtain food to fill their bellies.
Now that Beihai County hadn’t been breached and there was no food, they were still hungry, and their combat effectiveness had plummeted.
How could they compare to the thirty thousand fierce soldiers Zhao Yun brought, who had returned victorious?
On the city wall, Kong Rong saw that reinforcements had indeed arrived, and the banner bore the character "Long" of Long Chen from Yangzhou.
Kong Rong was overjoyed and slapped the deputy general’s face, making it swell and redden, while shouting:
"I told you, Ziyi is not that kind of person, yet you insisted on tarnishing his reputation. Truly a vile person! Guards! Take him away and throw him into prison. Strip him of all his ranks!"
The deputy general immediately cried out for mercy, pleading for his life until he was dragged away by several strong men, his voice gradually fading from Kong Rong’s ears.
Seeing the number of reinforcements, Kong Rong felt a bit uneasy.
"This is bad! The reinforcements are only thirty thousand, how can they be a match for the vast Yellow Turban rebel army!!"
Looking down from the city walls, the thirty thousand troops Zhao Yun brought seemed as if they could be overwhelmed by the Yellow Turban army at any moment.
Many soldiers and generals believed the reinforcements were doomed to fail.
Suddenly, a sorrowful mood enveloped the entire city...
In the midst of the battle.
Tai Shi Ci and Zhao Yun charged out like lightning, their rapid assault causing heads to roll among the enemy ranks.
A dragon-shaped electric light with a purple glow roared forth, its continuous roars making the Yellow Turban soldiers retreat as if they had seen a monstrous beast.
However, Tai Shi Ci’s ultimate move was not so easy to avoid, as the electric light rampaged through the enemy ranks.
Zhou Cang and Liao Hua’s pupils suddenly contracted.
As for Zhao Yun, he was an even more terrifying presence, especially after following Long Chen for so long.
The skills he had cultivated were nearly perfected.
"Dragon Roars in the Nine Heavens!!!"
A white dragon roared out from Zhao Yun’s Dragon Courage Bright Silver Spear, its snow-white scales glowing brilliantly in the sunlight, exuding a divine aura!!!
Zhou Cang and Liao Hua, advancing together, summoned a huge golden carapace shield.
However, it didn’t last a moment before being shattered by Zhao Yun’s white dragon. Both generals spewed blood and were sent flying several yards away, unconscious, their fates unknown.
The remaining Yellow Turban generals were shocked. They had originally joined Zhou Cang and Liao Hua for profit.
But now, seeing the situation, it was clear that staying would not only be unprofitable but could also cost them their lives.
In an instant,
Countless Yellow Turban generals or bandit leaders called their soldiers and fled in all directions.
The once formidable rebel army, numbering in the hundreds of thousands, collapsed under the charge of the thirty thousand elite cavalry and the terrifying skills of Zhao Yun and Tai Shi Ci...
