The entire White Horse Camp was blocked in front of Changshan Pass and was quite confused. The Yellow Turban Army at Changshan Pass was also very nervous when they saw so many ships floating in from the west of Fenshui River. This scale, Bingzhou Army?! How did they come so fast?! "Brothers and sisters! The Great Sage Master is fighting against the five most elite northern army battalions of the Han Empire! The leader is still the famous Lu Zhi. She is fighting very hard. We must block it here and not let any Bingzhou army enter Jizhou! As long as we are in the prison, we are alive! If we die, we will die!!!" The leading Thunder Warrior roared and raised the serrated sword in his hand high, roaring in unison with the Yellow Turban Army under his command! "The prisoner is alive! The prisoner dies!!" After Liu Zhuang heard the indignant roars of the Yellow Turban Army from afar, he realized that there was no need to persuade them to surrender and that this pass could only be attacked by force. "Are there any mountains or rivers nearby that I can climb? The walls of Changshan Pass are too much of a hindrance. I need to go to a high place to overlook the pass and see the specific situation inside with my own eyes." "No need to bother." After hearing Liu Zhuang's request, Guo Huai elegantly recited a passage from Modern Confucianism and performed a two-ring floating technique. A gentle updraft supported Liu Zhuang's body and slowly raised him into the air at a speed of one meter per second. Liu Zhuang was impressed by the power and convenience of the spellcaster, and looked towards the east with bated breath. His four pupils were all focused on Changshan Pass in the distance. This group of people was very formal, and they had learned to use flags and drums to convey orders. This had both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was that it was very convenient to command the army, but the disadvantage was that the enemy could also judge the number of your troops and the position of your commander at a glance based on the number of flags. There were six large yellow flags and six small yellow flags, and the number of enemies was around 600. One of the large yellow flags was embroidered with a red border, and it was obvious where the commander was.
Liu Zhuang looked at them carefully. This group of people were probably the elite squad of the Yellow Turban Army. Two hundred of the six hundred were wearing armor, and there were two Thunder Warriors in total. He had always heard Lu Bu say how evil this thing was. Today, he found that it was indeed worthy of its reputation. No one knew what technology Zhang Jue had mastered that allowed him to produce such monsters on a small scale. They were originally just ordinary people, but after drinking nineteen bowls of talisman water, they were unprecedentedly strengthened. Golden threads, weaving around the heads of the two Thunder Warriors, created an extremely terrifying attribute enhancement. Zhang Cheng (Longmai Biology) Level 4 (3rd level warrior + 1st level Huangtian priest) Health 40, Mana 3 命中11，防御14（筒袖铠+6、铁胄+2、敏捷+6） Strength 22, Agility 22, Constitution 19 Intelligence 12, Wisdom 19, Charisma 12 [Nineteen Bowls of Talisman Water]: Size increases by one level, Fortitude/Reflex/Willpower +13, All Skill Checks +13, All Damage Reduction 13, Strength +8, Agility +6, Constitution +7, Spellcasting Primary Attribute +9 (Choose one from Intelligence/Perception/Charisma). Only effective on humanoid creatures. How can there be five gods' holy numbers? How many gods did you work with to come up with this technology? Are these 19 bowls of talisman water serious? ? ? This attribute bonus is very exaggerated, and the full damage reduction is also very troublesome. As the name suggests, no matter what damage hits him, it will be reduced by 13 points. The damage less than 13 can't even break the skin. Even if this thing is given to an ordinary person, he can fight with Lu Bu one or two moves. If some elite veterans or garrison commanders drink it, it is reasonable that they can injure Lu Bu's arm in close combat. This thunder warrior named Zhang Cheng has not even transformed into a dragon. He is just an ordinary Han Chinese, an ordinary dragon vein creature. Without drinking the talisman water, he would be just a third-level veteran. But now, after drinking nineteen bowls of talisman water, he has become a priest of Huang Tian. The degree of difficulty he is in has become a little exaggerated. Liu Zhuang was still thinking about how to beat this level when he saw from afar a Yellow Turban soldier dressed as a messenger coming to the stable and selecting a good horse. A man who looked like a Thunder Warrior patted him on the shoulder and seemed to say something like "Go find the Youzhou War Marshal"... It is already difficult for our 1,300 men to attack a group of 600 men. We cannot let him get in touch! "Military Supervisor, put me down! Brother, Fengxian, you guys lead the White Horse Camp down to the river to camp first; Tuoba Yun! The enemy has a messenger who is about to leave the city! Follow me and chase him!" After Guo Huai slowly put Liu Zhuang down, Tuoba Yun pulled Liu Zhuang onto his back, and with a blazing blue demonic shadow, he transformed into a pale giant crocodile, staggering into the river, rushing across the water like a speedboat, splashing water all over the sky. Within a few breaths, the pale crocodile brought Liu Zhuang to the territory of Jizhou, transformed into a human-horse form again, and galloped on the ground like a pale lightning. Within a few breaths, it rushed out a hundred meters away. When Tuoba Yun was about to arrive, the messenger had just left the city. Not to mention the Yellow Turban messenger, the Yellow Turban army on the city wall was not prepared at all at this moment: the ship was at least one or two kilometers away from the pass, and the messenger left from the east of the city, how could he be discovered by the Han army a thousand meters away from the city? What's more, when the messenger hadn't left the city yet, these two ran here, most likely they were Han envoys trying to persuade them to surrender. The two Thunder Warriors didn't care and told their men to behave decently. When two armies are fighting, they shouldn't kill the messengers. Let's first see what this guy wants to do.
The Yellow Turban Army on the city wall nodded in agreement, and watched as the two men approached like a storm. They did not stop when they arrived at the pass, but went around the woods in the north. Then they realized something was wrong, but it was too late. Tuoba Yun's four horse hooves almost left an afterimage. After crossing the dense forest and the pass, Liu Zhuang's double pupils once again locked onto the messenger. The distance was not far, only six or seven hundred meters! The two men were in sync with each other. Tuoba Yun continued to speed up, and the sound of horse hooves shook the earth. In just a few minutes, he caught up with the messenger who was heading north to Youzhou, scaring him so much that he screamed. Liu Zhuang bent his bow and drew his arrow. Relying on his talent of double pupils, he quickly shot at a distance of 150 meters on the bumpy horse's back! Even though the shooting conditions were so bad, he was able to hit the horse's buttocks with one arrow and the messenger's calf and lower back with two arrows, causing the man and the horse to fall in a pool of blood with screams. Liu Zhuang put away his longbow, pulled out the fine steel spear from Tuoba Yun, roared and charged forward, piercing the messenger's chest with the spear, lifting his sixty or seventy kilograms body from the ground and hanging it high on the tip of the spear, like a huge flag of flesh and blood, fluttering in the air, and the violent airflow, carrying blood all over the sky, spilled all over the ground. "Damn it! Two men abandoned the army and rushed to my face? Killing my messenger? That guy is despising us!!!" Seeing that their messenger was killed as soon as he left the house, the Yellow Turban Army was a little impatient at this moment. The 600 people responsible for defending the city were almost all infantry, and few of them could ride horses. They could not catch up with Tuoba Yun, whose speed was even faster than that of ordinary war horses. The Thunder Warrior named Zhang Cheng was also angry at this moment. Although he didn't understand how the other party found out, he knew that if he didn't get angry, the morale of the soldiers in the pass would drop. He immediately asked another Thunder Warrior to guard the city, and he rode a yellow horse with nine cavalrymen, rushed out of the camp angrily, and came to kill Liu Zhuang! Chapter 53: One Rider is as Good as Ten Liu Zhuang took a quick glance and saw that the nine cavalrymen were all without armor and their riding postures were unfamiliar. They were probably put together temporarily. Jizhou was famous for its large population and fertile farmland, not for being a horse-producing area, so it was normal for the other side to lack cavalry. And relying on the power of his double pupils, he quickly saw through the three magic spells in Zhang Cheng's memory: one for healing [Secondary Healing], and two for enchanting weapons with lightning damage [Thunder Blade]. "Yun! Let's steal his magic together!" Tuoba Yun nodded and galloped towards the ten riders, pretending to be charging to intimidate them. However, when he was less than thirty meters away from Zhang Cheng, he suddenly jumped high up, flexibly rotated his body in the air, and completed a sharp-angle turn that human cavalry could never achieve while charging rapidly. The troops that had been charging westward suddenly turned around and ran east! The Yellow Turban Cavalry was impressed by this move and could only chase Tuoba Yun relentlessly, not afraid of any ambush: they came from the west, so how could there be an ambush in the east? However, Zhang Cheng did not notice that two barely detectable golden threads stretched out from Liu Zhuang and Tuoba Yun's hands, absorbing his divine power at the speed of one magic spell every six seconds. Twelve seconds were up, and the three magic arts in Zhang Cheng's body were sucked clean. "It's now!" Tuoba Yun and Liu Zhuang simultaneously unleashed the Blood God's [Fist of Khorne], and under the stunned gaze of the Ten Yellow Turban Riders, a suffocating bloody smell filled the air. The four arms of both of them turned into indestructible blood-stained brass, and their Strength was both increased by +6. Then, they once again unleashed Huang Tian's [Thunder Blade] together, causing their weapons to burst into deafening thunderous roars accompanied by dazzling and burning golden lightning! "Golden Thunder, isn't that Huang Tian's magic? Why can they use it too?!" Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Tuoba Yun once again completed the sharp turn during the cavalry charge by jumping and spinning. The two turned their spears and charged towards him for the second time! The man-horse's extraordinary mobility and flexibility was a superb riding skill that most cavalrymen would never be able to learn in their lifetime. Liu Zhuang put his feet on the stirrups and leaned his back against the saddle, standing as steady as a rock on the bumpy horse's back. He charged with all his might with a lance wrapped in golden thunder in his hand, and officially put the cavalry charge he had trained for a month into actual combat. Tuoba Yun bent his bow and shot arrows one after another with the same thunderous sound. The Thunder Warrior named Zhang Cheng was extremely agile, and could even dodge arrows like Lu Bu, but his horse could not dodge, and before they even started fighting, he was hit by arrows in the chest, neck, and head. Originally, this injury was not fatal, but Huang Tian's golden thunder spread along the horse's flesh and blood, and even shocked its heart! The horse's heart twitched, its front hooves softened, and it fell to the ground. The Thunder Warrior on the horse's back was thrown out by inertia, fell off the horse in a very embarrassing manner, and rolled twice on the ground before regaining balance. Liu Zhuang seized the opportunity and aimed the tip of the long spear wrapped in golden thunder at Zhang Cheng's chest. At this moment, the combined mass of the two of them and their armor exceeded one ton. The terrifying kinetic energy generated by charging at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour was all released through the tip of the spear onto the Thunder Warrior's chest! With the help of such terrifying kinetic energy, Liu Zhuang pierced his yellow armor with his spear. The sharp steel spear head penetrated deeply into his chest. With a deadly cavalry charge, he stabbed him to the ground! "boom--" At this moment, Tuoba Yun was still galloping forward at full speed. After Zhang Cheng was pierced through the chest and fell to the ground, he was pushed forward by the long spear. His back rubbed against the ground violently, and a long human-shaped gully was plowed out on the ground in early spring. Mud and dust were flying all over the sky. In the violent friction and vibration, his internal organs and flesh were torn into countless scars by the steel spear blade that penetrated his chest. Tuoba Yun ran harder and harder, and when he looked down in surprise, he saw that Liu Zhuang was holding a lance and was actually rubbing the Thunder Warrior against the ground, leaving a scarlet groove filled with blood behind him. "Why do you keep stabbing him? Pull out your spear?"
"My spear is stuck between his abdomen and armor, and you keep charging forward. I can't pull it out?!" Liu Zhuang was also a little anxious. It was his first cavalry charge and he didn't expect to encounter such a thing. "Raise the spear upwards!" Liu Zhuang followed the advice, holding the spear tightly with both arms, and with the blessing of Khorne's power, he tried his best to lift it upwards, directly lifting the Thunder Warrior high into the sky! He spun in the air, screaming, wailing, dragging a long line of blood, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing dust all over the sky. Oh~ I see. I really did get rid of him. At this moment, the other nine Yellow Turban riders also rushed over, holding halberds of varying lengths and spears. Tuoba Yun was not in a hurry, but kicked the ground with his four hooves, leaping high into the sky like an eagle, and flew directly over the head of a Yellow Turban rider! Everyone was stunned. Liu Zhuang held a long spear and swept it downwards. With the power of Khorne and the rapid charge, he chopped a Yellow Turban soldier under his horse's hooves in half vertically. "boom!!!" Tuoba Yun landed leisurely behind the riders and adjusted his direction in an instant. Among the eight Yellow Turban riders, those with good riding skills were reining in their horses to slow down and turn; those with poor riding skills were still rushing forward without looking back and were simply unable to attack the people and horses that jumped behind the riders. Liu Zhuang hung his long spear on Tuoba Yun's body, and together with Tuoba Yun, he drew his bow and shot arrows. Every arrow hit its target. One by one, the sharp feather arrows hit these people's backs and heads. Before they completed the 180-degree turn, four people had been shot to death by the rain of arrows. The other four were frightened and wanted to escape, but they could not get rid of Tuoba Yun's speed. The two conjugate hunters drew their bows and arrows, and one by one, the sharp arrows were like the deadly god of death, shooting the fleeing riders to death on the spot. At this time, Zhang Cheng, who was hit in the chest by the horse lance, was not dead yet. He stood up tremblingly, holding his chest. He wanted to fight again. He tried to pray to his god for magic to heal his injuries. It was okay. He was just careless and his horse was shot to death, and his heart was pierced by the horse lance. It was just a fatal wound. Watch me heal it with Huangtian magic, and then I will rise up and fight again. However, the only response he got was silence. Where is my magic??? "Yun! That Thunder Warrior is not dead!" Liu Zhuang keenly spotted the dying Zhang Cheng, and rushed towards him with Tuoba Yun again, launching a second full-speed charge. The sound of the war horses crushing the earth was creepy. Zhang Cheng wanted to resist, but Tuoba Yun shot an arrow through his left chest and heart, and then he was pierced through the abdomen by Liu Zhuang's long spear for the second time! With the blessing of Khorne's magic, Liu Zhuang's strength at this moment is not much weaker than that of this Thunder Warrior. This time, although he was pierced through the chest by the spear again and fell unconscious, he was not dead yet. I could still hear his heart beating and his breathing through his nose. "There's something. How did Zhang Jiao create this kind of monster?" It was the first time that Tuoba Yun saw someone who could withstand two horse lance charges and still survive. He was quite surprised and took out a rope and tied up Zhang Cheng tightly. Then he pretended to neigh horses and made nine war horses that had lost their owners come to him obediently. He stood in a row and comforted them one by one. The Xianbei people were indeed good at horse training. Finally, Liu Zhuang searched the messenger for a secret letter, chopped off the heads of all ten Yellow Turban soldiers, stuck them on his long spear and held them high. Tuoba Yun threw the captured Thunder Warriors onto his horse, and then led ten horses back to the camp in front of the Yellow Turbans at Changshan Pass. Liu Zhuang pointed at the captives in a domineering manner and held the horse spear with ten heads high so that everyone could see the string of bones. Not only that, he took aim at a soldier on the city wall and used a [Hunting Mark] to make a pair of sparkling golden pupils appear on his head. "I tell you! My dragon blood talent is to see through everything! All of you are under the surveillance of my double pupils! Nothing you do can escape! I can see you sending out messengers through the city wall! This city wall can't protect any of you!" Liu Zhuang bluffed, exaggerated, and showed off his abilities in order to shake the morale of the Yellow Turbans in the city. At this moment, the two men were beyond the range of ordinary bows and crossbows, and the infantry could not catch up with them, and the small cavalry could not defeat them. The morale of the Yellow Turbans in Changshan Pass plummeted, and they could only watch as the enemy led their horses and prisoners back to the Han army. The author says: Author's words: There are 44 chapters left for monthly tickets~ Chapter 1200: Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei ( monthly tickets plus more!) In contrast to the Yellow Turban Army, the morale of the White Horse Camp was boosted when they saw their own Sima and military officers rushing out to kill the messenger, behead nine cavalrymen, and capture an enemy general. All the soldiers excitedly struck the ground with the handles of their spears and hit their shields with the handles of their swords, celebrating their initial victory, and the cheerful and noisy sounds reached the sky. "The enemy is vulnerable! The entire army will immediately surround the city and set up camp."
Liu Zhuang encouraged the morale of the entire army and pretended to be indifferent on the surface, but he was still a little afraid in his heart: Zhang Cheng was just a level 4 veteran, and he could have such combat power after drinking bowls of talisman water. Then if it was a garrison commander of Tuoba Yun's level, or even a military officer of Lu Bu's level, and they drank bowls of talisman water, what kind of horrible scene would it be? "As ordered!" The soldiers went to set up camp with high morale, but there were as many as 600 people in the city, and his 1,300 soldiers had to protect 2,700 family members. Liu Zhuang did not dare to divide his troops rashly. All of them were stationed next to a woods in the north of the city. The more than 2,000 family members worked together and soon cut down all the trees in the grove. They burned firewood on the spot to cook, and under the guidance of the Yanmen carpenters, they began to build a camp for the night to prevent shameless sneak attacks by the enemy. Tents were also set up under the guidance of the Xianbei troops. Liu Zhuang was also busy. He opened the secret letter from the Yellow Turbans, probably to inform the Youzhou commander: Cheng Yuanzhi, a Han army of three to four thousand people was discovered near Changshan Pass. Why don't you give up Youzhou and stop wasting time with those people in Zhuo County? Go south to support the Great Sage Division and bring some reinforcements to help me block the Han reinforcements from Bingzhou. Liu Zhuang frowned slightly. There was an interesting sentence on the letter: The Yellow Turban Army's Youzhou commander was entangled with local soldiers and rebels in Zhuo County, which resulted in their slow progress in moving south to support Zhang Jue. The names of the soldiers and rebel leaders were mentioned: Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei. Wow, this is a sure thing. Liu Zhuang put away the secret letter and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. He turned around and found Guo Huai entering his tent in a dignified manner and bowing politely. "Sima, please inform all the military officers to gather the troops and select an extremely elite team. Tonight, we will attack the city gate and break the city in one fell swoop. Then we will wipe out the Yellow Turbans in Youzhou as soon as possible to prevent them from joining forces with Zhang Jiao of Jizhou." "But we haven't started building the siege weapons yet. The carpenters have just finished building the camp. How can we attack the city if we don't have the means to break it down?" Liu Zhuang was a little confused. "I just did some reconnaissance. These Yellow Turbans are all brave and ruthless men. There are only a few Yellow Heaven cultists who know a little bit of magic. They don't have any magic protection. So this city gate is useless to us Confucian scholars. I can directly bypass that door." Guo Huai's calm tone faintly revealed his pride in being a Confucian scholar. The Confucian scholars of the Classical Texts could only use the techniques of the ancient sages, but these Confucian scholars of the Modern Texts have been combining ancient scriptures with modern politics to come up with more theories, more knowledge, and more techniques. The knowable techniques of these people are as unfathomable as the ocean, and not even the profane priests can steal them. "Please give me four hours to memorize and adapt the Confucianism for tonight's battle, and then I will start." Liu Zhuang nodded and chose to trust Guo Huai. He then summoned all the garrison chiefs to prepare for action. He then selected a hundred heavily armored soldiers, as well as Han cavalry generals such as Lu Bu and Zhang Liao to form an elite spearhead garrison. After four hours, they were ready to break the formation. After the deployment was completed, they began a long rest of four hours. Stealing divine arts is a very exhausting activity. I can only steal four now, and then I will feel mentally fatigued. I need to take a long rest of four hours to make up for this fatigue. Of course, my brain can only remember four magic spells at the moment. There is no way I can grab four today and not use them, then grab four tomorrow and add up the number of magic spells to eight. Four hours later, all the generals were ready and began to attack the city. It was a dark and windy night, and Guo Huai released his magical pet, a pitch-black falcon. He shared vision with it and ordered it to quietly land on the other side of the city gate. Then he selected the two most powerful generals, Lu Bu and Yuchi Hong. Under the cover of night, the three of them charged towards the city gate together! When the three rushed to a distance of fifty meters, they were discovered by the Yellow Turban Army on the city gate. Amidst exclamations and noise, a hail of arrows was fired at them. Lu Bu and Yuchi Hong were equipped with an extra shield this time. They relied on their shield and armor to resist the rain of arrows and continued to charge at full speed. Guo Huai was not afraid either. He used Confucianism to weave a pair of the most common double-crotch armor worn by Han soldiers on his delicate body. A large number of arrows were bounced off by the magic armor and could not hurt her at all. In this way, the three of them rushed to the city gate under the rain of arrows. After a burst of shouting and cursing, the Yellow Turban Army immediately found rolling logs and stones to smash the three people who rushed over inexplicably. What did they want to do? Three people broke through the city gate weighing several tons? "You said you could ignore this door, how do you do that?" Yuchi Hong looked at the endless rain of arrows and asked anxiously. Is this scholar any good? He only knows how to watch her broken teapot and cook all day long. How can he be so calm at the moment of life and death? "I can use Confucianism to teleport people within two meters. After you two go in, find a way to open the bolt immediately." Facing Yuchi Hong's questioning, Guo Huai calmly chanted the Confucian classics. Dim arcane light particles swirled and danced around her slender fingertips, and then gently touched Lu Bu's shoulder. Lu Bu disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a cloud-like halo on the saddle, which slowly dissipated. Lu Bu blinked and found himself teleported one meter away. On the other side of the city gate, Guo Huai's eagle was perched on the bolt of the city gate, blinking at him in a friendly manner. Six seconds later, Yuchi Hong was also accompanied by a cloud-like green halo and was teleported in front of Lu Bu by [Second Ring Confucianism·Dimension Jump]. He looked incredible. It really could be teleported. Then, the black eagle's body also flashed a light blue Confucian halo, and it exchanged positions with Guo Huai outside the city gate, allowing Guo Huai to appear inside the gate. Outside the gate, there were only two lonely horses and a black eagle flapping its wings, ready to fly over the city wall again to reunite with its master, which stunned the Yellow Turban Army on the city gate.
What about the other three? Seeing that they had already entered the city, Lu Bu took a deep breath and grabbed the solid wooden door bolt that was several meters long and wide and weighed four hundred kilograms with both hands. With force from both hands, he actually lifted the left end of the door bolt. His strength was so great that it was jaw-dropping. He actually lifted the door bolt by himself, which required dozens of people working together to place! "City gate passage! They have teleported into the city gate passage! Be careful! There are Confucian scholars!" However, the sound of the bolt moving also attracted the enemy's attention. A Yellow Turban soldier screamed in fear. A nearby Yellow Turban leader immediately rushed into the city gate passage with an elite team, ready to kill the three people. "drink!"