The Warriors of the Three Kingdoms

The Warriors of the Three Kingdoms Author: Fengyun Luanwu

brief introduction:

When the troubled times began, he was forced to become a Yellow Turban soldier.After several desperate struggles to survive, Liu Zheng believes that as long as he does not die, he will always succeed.Famous generals, beauties, territory, I want them all!

Chapter 1 Yellow Turban Miscellaneous Soldiers

The spring breeze is rustling, although it is already May, the summer in Quyang County is a bit late.

The bloody setting sun was slanting to the west, the figures outside the city were desolate, and a pungent bloody smell permeated the battlefield.

Not long after a great battle ended, only corpses and some blackened blood were left on the battlefield.

Liu Zheng skillfully picked up the head of a corpse with a steel knife, and then made another knife to completely end the corpse that still had some breath on the ground.

Among the people he killed, some were his former robes, and some were enemies who were still together just now.

But no matter what his status is, Liu Zheng just wants to end their pain as soon as possible.

Remnant soldiers like them have no possibility of being cured in this war-torn era, and even if they were, no one can cure them at this time.

Liu Zheng once again ended the life of an officer. This time, instead of moving away, he squatted down, peeled off the officer's leather armor, and then put it on for himself.

In this troubled world, there is only one way to protect yourself, and that is to make yourself stronger.

Although he was wearing the military uniform of the official army, it was not a problem. As long as he was wearing a yellow turban, his teammates could tell whether he was an enemy or a friend.

Yes, they are the Yellow Turbans.The Yellow Turban Army caused chaos in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Liu Zheng is not from this era, he doesn't even know how he got here.

I just remember that more than half a month ago, on a thunderstorm night, he was hiding at home to play the Three Kingdoms game, and suddenly the power went out.

This is a chaotic era in which all heroes rise together and princes contend for hegemony.

This year was the first year of the Yellow Turban Uprising, 184 AD.

Liu Zheng found out sadly that his luck was not very good. The place he came to was Jizhou, where the Yellow Turban Army was most troubled.

Knowing that the old ghost Zhang Jiao would die of illness in a short time, and that the Yellow Turban Army uprising would be suppressed within a few months, it was naturally impossible for Liu Zheng to join the Yellow Turban Army, so he was unwilling to be buried with these Yellow Turban Army.

But with excitement, he went to join the army, wanting to show off his arrogance, lead the army to fight the enemy bravely, make meritorious deeds, and achieve great achievements.

But he was almost killed by a group of unscrupulous and greedy officers and soldiers as Yellow Turban thieves.

In this cruel era, when these officers and soldiers saw Liu Zheng alone, they became malicious. They only needed to kill Liu Zheng as a yellow scarf thief. Such a head was a huge bounty.

If it hadn't happened that Yang Feng, Xiaoqu commander of the Yellow Turban Army, brought people to kill him, and the officers and soldiers fled in fright, Liu Zheng would have died long ago.

But because of this, Liu Zheng was forced to join the Yellow Turban Army he was extremely reluctant to join.

He became the lowest-ranking miscellaneous soldier in the Yellow Turban Army.

Yang Feng is a subordinate of Yellow Turban Army Daqu Shuai Bocai. Bocai recently defeated Zhu Jun, one of the three Zhonglang generals, and then besieged Huangfu Song, one of the three Zhonglang generals in Changshe. , so that the yellow turban army turned against the bandits, and their morale was greatly shaken.

Yang Feng received Bo Cai's order to quickly bring people over to support him, so that he could wipe out the three major Zhonglang generals in one go, and severely set back the prestige of the Han court.

In just over half a month, Yang Feng rushed from a military force of only 600 people to a powerful army with [-] troops.

7000 people, looking at the current garrison troops in major cities, there are not 5000 people.

Even the three major Zhonglang generals sent by the imperial court to counter the rebellion had no more than 4 men.

As long as Yang Feng is given a few months, Yang Feng has the confidence to gather an army of 20, and it will sweep the world by then, just around the corner.

"Brothers, it's getting late, and we're not far from the Changsha. After cleaning the battlefield, we'll go directly to join Bocai Daqushuai."

Yang Feng was full of pride, and glanced at the thousands of soldiers and horses behind him. He had just experienced a big battle. After a small victory, he had already started to make plans for his future, imagining the day when he would crack the earth and become a king.

But Liu Zheng, who was standing beside Yang Feng, was not optimistic.

After more than half a month of continuous fighting, he was no longer the little miscellaneous soldier who joined the Yellow Turban Army at the beginning, but relying on his military merits, he was promoted to become a personal soldier beside Yang Feng.

Liu Zheng vaguely remembered that in the battle of Changsha, although Bocai won a complete victory, not only defeated Zhu Jun, but also trapped Huangfusong, but he did not always have the advantage.

It didn't take long for Huangfusong to catch fire, and after gathering Cao Cao's reinforcements, he massively defeated Bocai's army.

Although Bocai escaped, the morale of the army plummeted, and the defeat of the Yellow Turban Uprising also began at that time.

Right now, Yang Feng led people to support Bocai. Liu Zheng knew that most of the time he would die in the past, but Liu Zheng was just a soldier, so he was not qualified to give Yang Feng any advice.

Liu Zheng couldn't escape from Yang Feng's hands.

Running away and being caught is also a capital offense.

Yang Feng led a group of horses and began to move towards the direction of Changshe. Not long after, he heard a slight shaking sound from the ground.

The spies in front looked far and wide, and soon discovered that in front of Yang Feng's army, a long dark line appeared, wriggling rapidly.

The black line on the horizon is gradually getting bigger, and the dull and loud sound of the horn is heard from afar.

"Enemy attack! It's the enemy!"

I don't know who it was, but he yelled loudly, which immediately made the dull Yellow Turban army restless.

The black line is getting thicker and faster.

After approaching, the trembling touch of the ground became more and more intense, and the trampling sound of war horses was like thunder, rumbling.

The faces of all the Yellow Turban soldiers changed at this time.

This voice, no matter how stupid a person is, already knows whether the enemy in front of him is a cavalry or a large number of cavalry.

When the cavalry at the forefront raised the flag fluttering in the wind, everyone could clearly see who the cavalry belonged to.

When the huge Cao embroidered on the battle flag appeared in front of Liu Zheng, his apathetic heart, which had been consumed by the battle for half a month, also beat violently.

Cao?

Cao Cao!

Cao Cao came to support Huangfusong.

Cao Cao, who rushed to the front, raised his long sword high, and his horses galloped quickly. Hundreds of tigers and leopards scattered left and right, following him like a shadow.

A large number of cavalry, aggressive like fire, rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army led by Yang Feng with the force of a strong wind and the power to smash everything.

The ground trembled as the cavalry rushed, and the roar caused by thousands of horses knocking on the ground made the tiger and leopard cavalry led by Cao Cao burn with fierce fighting spirit.

"kill!"

A sound of scolding, as if the god of death had taken his life, detonated the enthusiasm of these cavalrymen.

Chapter 2 Defeat

Cao Cao slashed across with his sword, and cruelly took away the life of a Yellow Turban soldier.

Followed by hundreds of cavalry, they rushed into the battle formation of the Yellow Turban Army. Thousands of iron hooves stirred up the wind and clouds, and billows of dust and smoke flew all over the sky.

The cavalry rushing to the front raised their spears high, and stabbed sharply and coldly at the Yellow Turbans in front of them, like death harvesters, harvesting the lives of these Yellow Turbans.

The restlessness of the Yellow Turban Army became more intense as the cavalry approached.

The Yellow Turban Army standing at the front showed a look of horror in their eyes. They looked around and were overwhelmed by the momentum of the cavalry's charge.

Fear made them timid, and some timid people had already stopped their charge.

Yang Feng rode on the few horses of the Yellow Turban Army. He ran back and forth, commanded the battle, and shouted hoarsely at all the soldiers and horses, trying to use his own voice to cheer up the soldiers and horses under his command and reduce their fear. meaning.

But all this is in vain.

Cao Cao's tiger and leopard cavalry were so powerful that they defeated the yellow scarf army at the front with just one encounter.

The [-] Yellow Turban Army lost over a thousand casualties in an instant.

The fear of death has made more and more Yellow Turbans shrink back.

Among the crowd, Liu Zheng glanced at the battlefield in despair.

After all, the Yellow Turban Army is just some farmers with weapons. Even after experiencing dozens of wars, they are still greedy farmers and cannot become real soldiers.

On such an open plain, in the face of cavalry charges, only by forming a tight battle formation and fighting against them can there be a chance of victory.

Once you retreat, you will just kill yourself. It is impossible for infantry to run past cavalry.

After Yang Feng killed several tiger and leopard cavalry, he looked around in a daze, and there were not many soldiers and horses behind him who could fight with him.

After sighing, he finally gave up, fought his way out, and chose to retreat.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

Thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers made trees, fell down and scattered, and in the blink of an eye, they scattered and fled in chaos.

In the face of such a big situation, Liu Zheng's tenacity will be in vain. It is impossible for Liu Zheng to reverse the defeat with personal bravery.So without saying a word, he also retreated.

Stay, just wait to die.

Fortunately, Liu Zheng, who is now a personal soldier, does not need to rush to the forefront when fighting Cao Cao's army this time, so he is given a good chance to escape.

But Cao Cao's tiger and leopard riders were not vegetarians either. These bloodthirsty wolves ran into the frightened sheep.The sharp spear is as powerful as a bamboo, and a single shot can directly fly these yellow scarf soldiers.

The real massacre has only just begun.

Liu Zheng struggled to open his legs. At this moment, he wished he could throw away all the armor he had just put on to reduce the weight of his body and allow him to run faster.

He didn't dare to turn his head, the screams were endless, he just wanted to run to the front, only by running to the front would he have a chance to survive this massacre.

"what!"

A scream came suddenly from behind Liu Zheng.

The clear voice made Liu Zheng realize that the cavalry was catching up, and they were not far away from him, just behind him.

At that moment, Liu Zheng understood that he still couldn't run away in the end, and continued to turn his back on these executioners. In the end, there was only one. He didn't run away. He turned around, picked up the long knife in his hand, and pointed at the one behind him. A war horse slashed across.

Just as Liu Zheng turned around, a cold light flashed in front of him.

The tiger and leopard rider's spear stabbed at Liu Zheng's figure, but Liu Zheng's turning around at that critical moment saved his life.

With a puff, Liu Zheng's knife slashed across the thigh of the horse beside him.

Cut off the front legs of the horse in the middle.

The huge impact made Liu Zheng almost not hold the long knife in his hand, but he had to hold it. If he lost the knife, Liu Zheng would have only a dead end.

"Applause!!!"

With a long scream of the war horse, the horse under the tiger and leopard fell to the ground directly. The force of inertia made him lose his center of gravity and fell directly to the ground.

Liu Zheng took the opportunity to jump up, and stabbed the long knife in his hand viciously into the chest of the tiger and leopard rider.

After half a month of continuous fighting, Liu Zheng has mastered some fighting skills, and understands that as long as he can seize the opportunity, he can still win the battle against the enemy.

After beheading an enemy, Liu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he just wanted to continue running.

There was another sound of horseshoes behind him.

"Death to the thief!"

Perhaps seeing Liu Zheng kill his companion, the other tiger and leopard rider rushed towards Liu Zheng in a rage. He was not far away from Liu Zheng, but now he sprinted quickly. Then he came behind Liu Zheng.

The spear in his hand stabbed straight at Liu Zheng's chest.

This time, it was not so easy for Liu Zheng to rely on his good luck to escape.

He gritted his teeth, poured all the strength in his body between his hands, swung the long knife violently, and slashed at the spear he swung.

The weapons collided together, making a violent sound, and fierce sparks flew out. Liu Zheng only felt a numbness in his mouth, and a severe pain in his arm.

The huge impact force made him unable to stabilize his figure at all, and he flew out in one step.

The heavy body was directly sent flying by this blow, but the battle was not over yet, the spear of the tiger and leopard rider was still aimed at Liu Zheng's chest, stabbing towards Liu Zheng's chest.

"go to hell!"

The tiger and leopard rider had a ferocious look on their faces, and their eyes were full of ferociousness. With a shot full of strength, it rushed to Liu Zheng's chest and stabbed down.

However, Liu Zheng lost his strength with his hands and no longer had the ability to resist. After all, the opponent was riding on a war horse, and he had an absolute advantage in terms of weapons and height.

Although Liu Zheng still wanted to struggle, but this swift shot was right in front of him, and he was powerless to resist.

"Brother be careful!"