Three Kingdoms: Ten Times Speed, Diao Chan Says I'm Too Fast

It is located about three miles from Zhangrao Dazhai.

Cao Ren and Cao Hong led 3,000 troops and gazed at Zhang Rao's large camp from afar.

From the moment Cao Cao entered the camp, Cao Ren kept his eyes glued to him.

He gripped the large knife in his hand tightly and then loosened it, then loosened it again.

Of the three thousand troops behind him, a full thousand were cavalry.

The remaining two thousand were infantry.

Yanzhou does not produce warhorses, and it is completely unrelated to Youzhou, Liangzhou, and Bingzhou, which are known for producing warhorses.

A fine warhorse can fetch tens or hundreds of thousands of coins in Yanzhou.

Ten horses equal a million coins.

A thousand fine warhorses would cost hundreds of millions of dollars.

Although Cao Cao had some wealth, it wasn't enough to buy so many warhorses.

The reason why Cao Cao was able to gain a foothold in Yanzhou so quickly and wipe out the remnants of the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the vicinity was also because of these thousand cavalrymen.

These thousand warhorses were all sent to Cao Cao by Duan Yu from Liangzhou.

Just as Cao Ren was gazing at Zhang Rao's large stronghold in the distance, he suddenly noticed something amiss.

A group of Yellow Turban soldiers dressed in khaki robes poured out of the camp and began to move the deer placed on both sides of the camp gate.

The deer ram was used to defend against cavalry charges at the camp gate.

It is a wooden trapezoid with wooden stakes, each as thick as an adult's arm, cut into sharp spikes that cross each other on both sides.

If a warhorse were to collide with it, it would most likely be impaled through the chest.

When Cao Ren first saw the Yellow Turban Army moving the deer, he didn't think much of it.

But it wasn't until he saw the Yellow Turban soldiers block the camp gate with rows of large deer, then quickly run back to the main camp behind them and close the gate, that Cao Ren realized something was wrong.

"No, why did they close the camp gates!" Cao Ren shouted, pointing to Zhang Rao's large camp in the distance.

Cao Hong, who was standing to the side, was also taken aback.

Why close the door?

Their elder brother, Cao Cao, is still inside.

"Oh no! They're feigning surrender! Brother is in danger!"

"Quickly, go save my elder brother!"

After a loud shout, Cao Ren wielded his broadsword and struck the hindquarters of his warhorse.

The warhorse, in pain, charged out like lightning.

"How dare you, thief!"

As Cao Ren charged forward, he roared into the distance, but the distance was too great for his voice to carry.

However, Cao Hong and the army behind him followed Cao Ren's footsteps and rushed towards the camp gate with a thunderous roar.

They probably knew that Cao Ren would lead his troops to attack.

After Zhang Rao closed the camp gates, the Yellow Turban Army, who were prepared in advance, quickly began to assemble from all sides of the camp and then blocked the back of the camp gates.

Besides Zhang Rao's main village, the gates of the other main villages nearby were also closed one after another.

The large fortresses on both sides, including Zhang Rao's fortress, are all built against the mountain, backed by Mengshan Mountain, and flanked by fences made from trees felled from Mengshan Mountain, making them easy to defend and difficult to attack.

As Cao Hong rode his horse toward the gate of the stockade, he looked around, hoping to find a way to quickly break through the camp.

After looking around, they still couldn't find a place to break into the camp.

"Shout it out! Shout it out loud!" Cao Ren shouted urgently to those around him.

The hope was that this method would alert Cao Cao, who was trapped in the camp, in advance.

However, just as Cao Ren finished speaking...

Cao Ren was startled when he saw a large number of hidden Yellow Turban soldiers suddenly appear on the hillside behind Zhang Rao's stronghold.

It was obvious that Zhang Rao had laid an ambush beforehand.

In order to make the camp appear to have few soldiers and thus lower their guard, the ambush troops were deliberately hidden in the back mountain.

At this moment, Cao Ren was extremely anxious.

.............

Inside the central command tent of Dazhai.

Cao Cao was sitting next to Zhang Rao, exchanging cups of wine.

Suddenly, his hand holding the cup froze, and his gaze turned towards the direction outside the tent.

A series of noisy sounds came from outside.

"What's going on outside?" Cao Cao asked, looking out of the tent.

Zhang Rao, who had just put down his wine glass, froze for a moment, then immediately gave a dry laugh: "Ah... haha, it's nothing, it's nothing, it should be..."

As Zhang Rao spoke, he reached under the table, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards Dian Wei not far away.

Dian Wei, who had been staring intently with his tiger-like eyes, clearly noticed Zhang Rao's unusual behavior.

Suddenly, a tiger roared.

"You scoundrel, how dare you!"

boom!

As Dian Wei roared, the table in front of him was instantly overturned and flew towards the Yellow Turban Army junior leaders hiding opposite him.

Dian Wei suddenly stood up and drew a pair of short halberds from behind his back.

Cao Cao hadn't even realized why Dian Wei had suddenly attacked.

I only felt a flash of cold light beside me.

Zhang Rao had somehow pulled out a gleaming longsword from under the table and was slashing at it.

"You corrupt official, die!" Zhang Rao glared at Cao Cao and swung his sword forcefully.

Cao Cao was so shocked that he didn't react at all and stood there stunned.

At the critical moment, a short halberd flew over with a whistling sound, directly severing Zhang Rao's long sword before it could fall.

The powerful short halberd not only severed Zhang Rao's longsword but also flew through the tent behind him.

"Let's do it! Let's do it!"

Zhang Rao's attack failed, so he quickly stood up and shouted loudly.

After his initial shock, Cao Cao realized what was happening and shouted, "Dian Wei, save me!"

At Zhang Rao's command, many of the Yellow Turban Army junior officers in the camp pulled out weapons they had prepared in advance from under their desks.

Meanwhile, a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers poured into the camp.

Shouts of battle also came from outside the camp.

"Yuanrang, protect the master."

After letting out a tiger's roar, Dian Wei brandished his short halberd and stood directly in front of the camp gate.

After getting up, Xiahou Dun drew his sword and quickly went to Cao Cao's side.

Those who oppose me will die!

Although he only had a short halberd left, Dian Wei, who stood in front of the camp gate, was still as fierce as a tiger descending the mountain.

He wielded his heavy halberd with impenetrable force, instantly tearing more than a dozen Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed in to pieces.

The shouts of battle and the splattering blood instantly intertwined into a scene.

"My lord, follow me, I will lead you out of here!" Dian Wei shouted to Cao Cao behind him, brandishing his short halberd.

Cao Cao was helped to his feet by Xiahou Dun, and he originally wanted Dian Wei to capture Zhang Rao first.

However, Zhang Rao had already escaped through the gap in the tent that Dian Wei had just torn open with his halberd.

Seeing that he could not capture Zhang Rao first, Cao Cao could only draw his sword and approach Dian Wei under the protection of Xiahou Dun.

The Yellow Turban army outside the camp grew larger and larger, almost blocking the passageway in front of them.

But Dian Wei still charged outwards despite the Yellow Turban army's blockade. His unstoppable momentum, like a tiger descending the mountain, greatly frightened the surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers.

boom!

Dian Wei, who was grabbing the head of a Yellow Turban soldier with one hand and slamming it to the ground, then stepped on the head of another Yellow Turban soldier.

The exploded brain matter splattered everywhere.

Straightening up, Dian Wei glared around and roared, "I am Dian Wei of Chenliu! Who dares to come forward to die!"

scare!

The numerous Yellow Turban rebels surrounding them were so frightened that they all took a step back in unison.

"I have Dian Wei, who can kill me!" Cao Cao excitedly gripped his sword tightly.

However, just as Cao Cao finished speaking, the tent behind him was suddenly torn open.

Countless Yellow Turban rebels swept in from behind.

Behind the torn tent lies Mount Meng.

Cao Cao turned around and saw the Yellow Turban rebels charging down from the mountainside, and his expression froze instantly.

"My life... is over."

Dian Wei, who was protecting Cao Cao, was also in a great hurry.

No matter how capable he is, with people blocking his way in front and pursuing him from behind, he has no time to spare.

Fortunately, they had two hundred personal guards with them when they entered Zhang Rao's camp.

At this moment, two hundred guards were already fighting with the Yellow Turban rebels outside and were charging towards the main tent.

"The sir is here! Come and rescue him at once!"

Dian Wei shouted loudly outside while turning back to look at Cao Cao: "My lord, hurry up and follow me."

After saying that, Dian Wei charged straight into the encirclement of Yellow Turban rebels wielding spears.

Even though Dian Wei was wearing armor, several spears still pierced his body.

With a roar like a tiger, Dian Wei swiftly severed the spears embedded in his body, then swung his right hand, holding a short halberd, with a sudden, powerful swing.

In an instant, the abdomens of the dozen or so Yellow Turban rebels who were blocking his way were ripped open.

This reckless fighting style instantly scared away all the Yellow Turban rebels around them.

Meanwhile, the soldiers who had been blocked on the outside rushed forward.

"My lord, mount your horse at once!"

Dian Wei roared at Cao Cao behind him.

Cao Cao nodded quickly.

With a long neigh, Jueying rushed forward. Dian Wei grabbed Jueying's reins and immediately helped Cao Cao onto his warhorse.

"Yuan Rang, take the master and go first."

When Jueying turned around, Dianwei grabbed Jueying's buttocks.

The pained Jueying instantly sprang into action, rushing towards the camp gate.

With only a few dozen remaining soldiers behind him, Xiahou Dun quickly followed.

Dian Wei, on the other hand, ran at the very back, bringing up the rear.

Halfway up the mountain in the distance.

Zhang Rao, watching Cao Cao flee on his warhorse, showed no sign of urgency, but rather an expression of watching a show unfold.

PS: In the previous chapter, I wrote that Xiahou Dun entered the camp as Cao Ren. I'll correct it later!