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

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

At the foot of Mount Meng.

Cao Ren was dressed in white mourning clothes, with a thin white ribbon tied around his head.

Beside him on both sides were hordes of Han soldiers charging toward the large stronghold at the foot of Mount Meng.

It wasn't just Cao Ren himself.

Cao Hong, Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, Li Dian, Yue Jin, Yu Jin, and even Dian Wei, who was seriously injured in yesterday's battle, all charged toward Zhang Rao's camp like madmen.

After losing, the Han army had no strategy or tactics left.

There were no formations, no left or right wings, no central or rear guard – none of them.

They surged towards Zhangrao's village like a black ocean.

No soldiers were left behind.

Surrender is not accepted.

They were all executed.

If any enemy stands in your way, there's only one word: kill!

Not for the purpose of suppressing bandits.

There's no need to gather up the Yellow Turbans of Qingzhou.

At this moment, plans for land reclamation and population replenishment are meaningless.

They have only one goal!

revenge!

revenge!

Revenge is still the best option!

Dian Wei, with a cloth wrapped around his arm beneath his armor, charged at the forefront, wielding a short halberd in both hands.

Blood seeped from the torn wound, dripping incessantly from under the armor.

Even so, Dian Wei was still like a monster without pain receptors.

As the saying goes, "When the master is humiliated, the servant dies."

As Cao Cao's personal guard captain, Dian Wei felt more guilty than anyone else for watching Cao Cao die in front of him.

Therefore, even if it costs him his life, he is determined to avenge Cao Cao.

At this time, the 30,000-strong army had already attacked the gates of Zhangrao's stronghold.

A dense rain of arrows fell overhead.

Dian Wei, clad in heavy armor, completely ignored the arrows; his furious eyes were fixed solely on the gate of the stronghold.

Inside the village gate, Yellow Turban soldiers, spears in hand, sprang out through the gaps in the gate and the fences on both sides of the main village.

Whenever Han soldiers approached, they would launch a frenzied attack.

"Step aside!"

Dian Wei, wielding a short halberd in both hands, let out a tiger's roar.

The Han soldiers in front of him immediately made way for Dian Wei behind him.

Dian Wei, running at full speed, held a short halberd in both hands and swung it left and right.

In an instant, it severed a section of the spears protruding from the camp gate.

"You all die!"

boom!

Dian Wei sidestepped and crashed directly into the camp gate.

The massive camp gate was slammed open by the force, which was like that of a raging bull.

Seeing that he couldn't break through, Dian Wei turned around and swung his two short halberds at the camp gate.

The camp gates were all made of round logs about the thickness of an adult's thigh.

Even so, under Dian Wei's powerful strike, both logs were cut in two.

The next moment, Dian Wei rushed in through the gap that had been cut open.

The Yellow Turban soldiers cried out in alarm, and a large number of them, wielding spears, were instantly slaughtered by Dian Wei, who charged in.

As Dian Wei cleared a gap in the surrounding Yellow Turban army, the Han army behind him also charged in through the breach.

"crazy!"

"These people are insane!"

In the distance, Zhang Rao panicked as he watched the gates of the village being breached.

Zhang Rao originally thought that with Cao Cao killed, Yan Province would be leaderless and he could plunder without restraint.

However, the reality exceeded Zhang Rao's expectations.

This morning, a scout reported that 30,000 troops from Yanzhou had set off from Nanwuyang and were heading straight for Mengshan.

The entire army was dressed in white mourning clothes, and the air was filled with both sorrow and joy.

But Zhang Rao did not panic upon learning the news.

Thirty thousand troops sounds like a lot.

If it were a defensive position, Zhang Rao would definitely not dare to attack.

But if it's a battle in the open field, and he's holding the main camp, then he can definitely fight.

The million Yellow Turban rebels of Qingzhou were mostly women, children, and the elderly.

However, there are also three to four hundred thousand soldiers capable of fighting.

Can't someone with 300,000 or 400,000 beat someone with 30,00

Therefore, upon learning the news early in the morning, Zhang Rao immediately sent the message to the leaders of the other major strongholds.

He requested that everyone join forces to attack the 30,000 Han soldiers from both sides.

He was responsible for holding the main camp, while the other Yellow Turban armies attacked the Han army from all directions.

This is a tactic they used frequently before.

They surrounded them from all sides with an overwhelming number of people.

But now it's quite obvious.

No one came to his aid.

Moreover, the elderly, weak, and couples in the surrounding villages had already begun to flee.

"General, let's retreat."

Xu He, carrying a sword, approached Zhang Rao and said, "The Han army is about to break through the gate. If we don't retreat now, it will be too late."

"Ten great generals, as long as we're alive, we can always rebuild. Let's retreat," Sima Ju advised from the side.

Zhang Rao gritted his teeth, looking at the dark mass of Han soldiers outside the camp, and then gritted his teeth again.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

"Retreat in the direction of Zhang Kai and the others. They won't help, right? Fine, if we're going to die, we'll all die together," Zhang Rao said cruelly.

Xu He and Sima Ju immediately nodded.

Zhang Rao then led several hundred men to flee from Mengshan behind him.

Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers in the stronghold were still resisting, completely unaware that Zhang Rao had already fled.

Dian Wei, who had successfully torn open the gate of the stronghold, cleaned up the area around the gate in just a short time.

Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, and others broke through the gates of the main camp and began a bloody massacre.

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

sunset.

The afterglow of the sunset shines on Mount Meng, turning it into a golden mountain.

Meanwhile, Zhang Rao and his men, who had fled all the way from Mengshan, were also fleeing towards Feiguo County.

On the plains between Mengshan and Nishan, fleeing refugees can be seen everywhere.

Some were in small groups, while others were hundreds of people, staggering along, not even knowing where they were going to escape to.

They just followed the large crowd, moving forward in one direction, completely bewildered.

Zhang Rao's Yellow Turban soldiers were all elite, and they also had dozens of warhorses, making them exceptionally conspicuous among the many refugees.

After fleeing for an entire afternoon, Zhang Rao looked extremely disheveled.

His armor was askew, a far cry from his spirited appearance of yesterday.

Suddenly, a group of dozens of cavalrymen galloped toward Zhang Rao from afar.

Zhang Rao was startled by this sight, thinking that pursuers had arrived.

But when Zhang Rao saw who was leading the group, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, a hint of resentment also appeared in his eyes.

It was no one else.

It was Zhang Kai, one of the leaders of the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Qingzhou.

Beside Zhang Kaide was a general dressed in a green battle robe and holding a large sword.

On the other side, there was a man dressed in a gray scholar's robe.

The dozens of riders galloped up to Zhang Rao and then stopped.

Zhang Kai, riding on horseback, cupped his hands towards Zhang Rao and said, "Brother Zhang, I've been looking for you for so long. Luckily, you escaped."

Zhang Rao was furious when he saw Zhang Kai and gave him a cold shoulder.

"I've been looking for you for ages, huh!" Zhang Rao said coldly, "So I should thank you?"

“Eh…” Zhang Kai quickly waved his hand and said, “Brother Zhang, what are you saying? I know you must be blaming me for not sending troops to support you.”

"It's not that I don't want to help, Brother Zhang. Don't you know the principle that a desperate army will surely win?"

“Those 30,000 Han soldiers were seeking revenge for Cao Cao. Since Brother Zhang has already killed Cao Cao, why bother fighting them head-on?”

"Even if we win, what benefit will we gain?"

"To be honest, Brother Zhang, I have found an excellent way out for us," Zhang Kai said.

An excellent way out?

Zhang Rao frowned.

"Brother Zhang, let me introduce you."

As Zhang Kai spoke, he looked at the two people beside him and introduced them, saying, "This is Guan Yu, General Guan, the sworn brother of Liu Bei, the Chancellor of Langya."

"This is Jian Yong, an advisor to Liu Bei, the Chancellor of Langya."

"Liu's troops are waiting for us less than ten miles away."

Upon hearing the name Liu Bei, Zhang Rao instinctively reached for the private room at his waist.

However, Guan Yu, who had been squinting, suddenly raised an eyebrow.

Zhang Rao felt as if a chill rose from his waist.

"Zhang Kai, what do you mean by this!" Zhang Rao pushed back warily and said, "Didn't I tell you that Cao Cao sent someone to contact Liu Bei to put us to death?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Kai quickly waved his hand and said, "Brother Zhang, you've misunderstood!"

"That is indeed what Cao Cao meant, but Lord Liu did not agree to Cao Cao's request?"

"Lord Liu has already said that he will accept us, settle us in Langya, and even submit a petition to the court to grant us official positions."

Zhang Rao's gaze fell upon Guan Yu and Jian Yong.

Jian Yong, who was on horseback, spoke up: "General Zhang, my master is a man of benevolence and righteousness. He could not bear to see Cao Cao's men slaughtering these refugees, so he took you in and recruited you."

"If that weren't the case, why would my master be frowning like this?"

"Furthermore, my master also said that if General Zhang surrenders, then my master will naturally help General Zhang get rid of the pursuers behind him."

Zhang Rao's eyes darted around.

Indeed, he no longer has any troops under his command.

Even if he could gather some more forces in the future, their strength would be far less than before. If Liu Bei really wanted to kill him, why would he go through so much trouble?

“Brother Zhang, Lord Liu is a benevolent and righteous gentleman. He would never be like Cao Cao, saying one thing to your face and another behind your back,” Zhang Kai advised again.

After considering that there was no way to go in either direction, Zhang Rao could only nod in agreement.

“Very well, I am grateful for Lord Liu’s kindness. I, Zhang Rao, am willing to serve Lord Liu as his henchman in the future.” Zhang Rao said to Jian Yong with his hands clasped in respect.

...........

Not long after, as darkness was falling, Zhang Rao, led by Zhang Kai, met Liu Bei.

After receiving and comforting Zhang Rao, Liu Bei discussed with Jian Yong how to deal with Cao Ren's pursuing troops.

"Xianhe, the Yanzhou army is not far from here, and I believe they will catch up soon."

Liu Bei said in a deep voice, "It will be no easy task to lead these million refugees from Qingzhou into Langya Kingdom."

As Liu Bei spoke, he looked at the displaced people scattered across the fields, as well as the elderly, weak, women, and children who were walking the slowest.

The Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou was relatively fast, as it consisted mainly of able-bodied men.

However, the elderly, women, and children were too slow.

It's only a matter of time before they catch up.

“It will be difficult if we don’t want to clash with the Yanzhou army,” Jian Yong said, frowning.

Liu Bei took a deep breath and said, "In that case, Xianhe, you and Yunchang will lead the army and the Yellow Turbans of Qingzhou to retreat towards Linyi. Once we reach Linyi, everything will be fine."

"As for me......"

"I took Yide and left only a small part of the army behind, gathered the old, weak, women and children together, and then followed behind."

Upon hearing Liu Bei's words, Jian Yong's expression immediately changed.