Late Han Dynasty: Did the Yellow Emperor truly descend?

Flesh and blood can never withstand well-armored and sharp weapons.

Even though these refugees were forced into a desperate situation and had an extremely strong will to survive, the government troops, with their sharp swords and strong armor, fought fiercely and the rebels could only fall to the ground one after another.

There were simply too many bandits on the south bank, a dark mass covering the mountains and plains. Even if thousands of pigs stood there for them to catch, they wouldn't be able to be captured in a short time. Moreover, as mentioned before, Xuzhou was a flat plain with almost no natural defenses. With the bandits scattering and fleeing, apart from the dead, wounded, and captured, most of these refugees actually escaped.

At this point, the battle on the south bank entered its final stage, and the overall situation was settled.

Li Sheng stood on the open ground of the ferry crossing on the north bank, his body covered in blood.

His halberd had pierced countless people. When the blade was chipped and the tip dulled, he would sweep it horizontally with the shaft, the club striking bone with a sickening cracking sound.

Before him stood the last resistance of the bandits.

Using a small force to defeat a large one is still too extreme.

Despite his exceptional martial prowess, he still had to abide by the laws of physics. With a formation of over a hundred men, it would be quite troublesome for him to take them down if their morale didn't collapse.

These remaining bandits, numbering about two hundred, were survivors from the main force of five or six hundred bandits. They huddled together, their backs to the river, forming a circle, their swords and spears pointing outwards, trembling as they stared at the blood-covered man before them.

In their eyes, Li Sheng was practically a god or demon incarnate; even the resurrected Overlord couldn't have been more powerful.

Li Sheng, holding a halberd in his right hand, walked towards them step by step.

His armor was smeared with blood, indistinguishable between enemy and his own. The skin on his face, hands, and neck was soaked in blood, turning a dark red. His halberd dragged behind him, the blood on its blade dripping down with gravity, occasionally falling to the ground as droplets fell.

Every step he took felt like stepping on the hearts of those bandits.

"Form ranks."

Li Sheng's voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The swordsmen and spearmen behind him quickly spread out on both sides, with swordsmen and shieldmen in front and spearmen behind, forming a neat and orderly formation that contrasted sharply with the chaotic circular formation of the bandits.

The bandits were surrounded on the riverbank, with nowhere to retreat.

"You...you stay away!"

The thieves were utterly terrified. If they still had a way out, they would have wished their parents had given them an extra pair of legs when they were born.

Who understands? This guy isn't even human!

Li Sheng stopped after walking to a suitable distance.

He looked at the hundreds of people in front of him. Among them were bandit leaders, desperados, conscripted laborers who had escaped conscription, and civilians who had been coerced into joining them. At this moment, they were on the verge of collapse.

Li Sheng didn't say much.

Those who surrender will not be killed.

Hearing the words of this murderous star, the bandits looked at each other in bewilderment, and no one moved.

Li Sheng didn't repeat himself. He tilted his head slightly, and the swordsmen and shieldmen behind him paused simultaneously.

"Thump."

A muffled thud, perfectly synchronized.

The spearmen simultaneously slammed their spears into the ground.

"Thump."

Another sound.

Then, the swordsmen and spearmen spoke in unison.

Those who surrender will not be killed!

Those who surrender will not be killed!

Those who surrender will not be killed!

Li Sheng's final act of leniency was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Clang!"

The first knife fell to the ground.

"Clang! Clang!"

Then more weapons were thrown on the ground.

The bandits fell to their knees with a thud, listening to the chorus of weeping.

Li Sheng stood there, covered in blood, like a god or demon emerging from a sea of ​​blood.

He looked at those kneeling and begging for mercy, his face expressionless.

"Surrender immediately."

He turned around and threw the halberd to Li Feng beside him.

"Confiscate weapons, take the men to the shore, and separate them for guarding. Anyone who resists should be killed on the spot. Also, take a headcount and check the casualties of the brothers."

"promise!"

Li Sheng took two steps, then suddenly stopped and looked back at the river.

The river water had turned a dark red, and corpses floated downstream, some stranded on the bank, others stuck in the reeds. The battle on the south bank seemed to be nearing its end, and the shouts of killing gradually subsided.

The river flowed eastward, carrying the stench of blood.

Just as Li Sheng was suppressing the entire scene, the inventory was quickly completed.

"Brother Sheng, we've lost seventeen men and five dead."

Li Feng's voice was low and tinged with sadness.

"There are still a few seriously injured ones, and we don't know if they can make it through. Among them is a brother who just joined, Wang Fu from Xiangyang Village. He said he wanted to see you one last time, Brother Sheng..."

Li Sheng remained silent for a moment.

Wherever war breaks out, there will inevitably be casualties; after all, he is not a true god...

"Write down the names of the dead brothers, report them later, and ensure they receive adequate compensation."

"yes!"

Li Feng nodded.

Li Sheng asked again.

"Where are the wounded brothers? Take me to see them."

"Brother Sheng, come with me."

Li Feng led Li Sheng toward the north side of the riverbank, where a clearing had been created and wounded soldiers lay on the ground groaning.

Yes, there were no medics on the north bank to treat them; only the main force on the south bank did.

As Li Sheng approached, the soldiers with lighter injuries struggled to get up, but he held them down.

"Lie still and don't move."

He glanced at the injuries on these people: some had been slashed in the shoulder armor by knives, some had been stabbed in the arm by spears, and some had tripped and fallen while rushing down the hill.

Well, since she can still cry and shout, it shouldn't be a big problem.

He followed Li Feng inside. The brothers lying there were motionless, their chests rising and falling so faintly that they were almost invisible.

Wang Fu lay in the innermost position.

He was curled up on the ground, his leather armor on his abdomen had been pierced with a large hole, and what was worse, he had a long, diagonal wound that stretched from his left rib all the way to his navel, and the blood had soaked the soil beneath him into the shape of a human.

His face was as white as paper, his lips were blue, his eyes were half-open, and his gaze was somewhat unfocused.

"Sheng... Brother Sheng is here."

A young soldier squatting nearby said softly.

Wang Fu's eyes darted around, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in his cloudy eyes.

His lips trembled, making a faint sound, and Li Sheng quickly squatted down.

"...My benefactor."

"I am here."

Li Sheng reached out and gently lifted him up, letting his head rest in the crook of his arm.

He frowned slightly; Wang Fu's body felt no warmth at all.

"My benefactor,"

Wang Fu looked at Li Sheng's face, and forced a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I...I have disgraced my benefactor."

"You're great."

Li Sheng's voice was calm, and his arm remained perfectly still as he supported him.

"I'm useless... I failed the first time I went into battle."

Wang Fu's voice was weak, and each word he uttered seemed to be using his last bit of strength.

"Our benefactor allocated land to us... My family received quite a bit of good land..."

His tears suddenly welled up and streamed down his pale cheeks.

"My parents died long ago. It was my benefactor who saved me and thought highly of me... I thought to myself, I'll dedicate my life to my benefactor."

"Stop talking, Wang Fu. The battle in the south is over, and the military doctor will be here soon."

"My benefactor, cough... please let me finish..."