The Generals in the tent had fiery eyes and surging blood, and they all bowed and shouted!
“We will obey the General's command and will definitely break through Guangzong City!”
After saying this, the Generals left the large tent one after another, and the sounds of drums and bugles roared, with various units and troops setting off.
Led by the Generals, several thousand soldiers quickly left the military camp and surrounded Guangzong City.
A moment later, Zhang Fei and Han Dang led two thousand soldiers to the West City Gate.
They saw the city gate wide open, with many Yellow Turban soldiers, their heads wrapped in yellow cloth, dragging their families and carrying carts of goods, leaving one after another along the official road, fleeing into the distance.
Seeing this, Zhang Fei's eyes filled with excitement, and he roared loudly!
“Soldiers, kill them!”
The Yellow Turban soldiers who were leaving the city were terrified by this scene, dropping their belongings and starting to flee into the distance.
Some even screamed!
“The Han Army is here to kill us, run!”
The city gate instantly fell into chaos, with a dense crowd of Yellow Turban soldiers fleeing in disarray.
Zhang Fei squeezed his horse's belly with his legs, charging forward, holding a long spear, moving incredibly fast, and thrusting it forward.
Several Yellow Turban soldiers who were still fleeing were stabbed in the back by the spear, and blood gushed out.
A painful scream erupted!
“Ah!”
Then he collapsed weakly, becoming a corpse.
The Han Army soldiers behind him followed suit, wildly slashing with their sharp blades.
This group of Yellow Turban soldiers were all organized from common people, and their combat power was not very strong; facing the Han Army's charge, they only wanted to flee in disarray.
Zhang Fei and Han Dang led their troops and, after a moment of fierce fighting, left no Yellow Turban outside the West City Gate.
They did not bother with the fleeing Yellow Turban, but instead led the main army into the city and began to kill the Yellow Turban soldiers inside.
Like entering an uninhabited land, they slashed wildly, terrifying the Yellow Turban soldiers into frantic scrambling.
Only a few Yellow Turban soldiers resisted under the leadership of some Generals, but it was just a futile resistance.
The city was already in chaos, with many Yellow Turban Generals fighting each other, having long lost any order and unable to organize effective resistance; upon seeing the Han Army arrive, they only wanted to flee in disarray.
Soon, the East City Gate and South City Gate were also breached by the Han Army one after another, and under the leadership of various Generals, they stormed into the city, wildly slaughtering the Yellow Turban.
Bodies constantly fell, blood flowed freely, and screams echoed throughout Guangzong City.
Many Yellow Turban Generals who were still fighting each other, hearing the Han Army's arrival, already knew that the tide had turned.
No longer caring about power struggles, he immediately ordered his soldiers to break out.
The entire Guangzong City was filled with the clash of weapons, flashing fires, and intense sounds of battle.
The Yellow Turban soldiers inside the city already knew that the South City Gate, West City Gate, and East City Gate had been occupied by the Han Army, so they could only flee towards the North City Gate.
Soon, many Yellow Turban soldiers, in groups, fled from the North City Gate.
Seeing no Han Army in the vicinity, they were filled with excitement, scattering in all directions, not daring to stay there at all.
Just then, the ground trembled, and a dense swarm of cavalry rushed towards them.
Guan Yu held his large saber, which gleamed with a brilliant cold light, and looked at the disorganized mob before him; his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold voice echoed!
“Soldiers, kill them!”
Five hundred cavalry, in neat formation, like a sharp spear, charged forward with terrifying momentum.
The horses' hooves crushed the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers to death, blood mist scattered, and blood clots separated.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Yellow Turban were crushed to death, their bodies tightly embedded in the earth.
Frantic shouts echoed intensely outside this North City Gate.
Guan Yu led his cavalry, constantly charging back and forth across this vast land, sweeping everything away, with no one able to stop him.
Terrified, the Yellow Turban could only abandon their armor and beg for mercy on their knees.
The sounds of battle and the fires within the city also constantly flashed.
After a good half-day, the sounds inside and outside Guangzong City gradually weakened.
Outside the South City Gate, Liu Jin, clad in armor, with a treasured sword at his hip and a long robe, rode a tall horse.
Amidst the escort of over a hundred personal guards, he slowly entered Guangzong City.
Liu Jin looked at the streets, which were filled with corpses, dismembered limbs, and flowing blood.
Most of them were common people with Yellow Turbans wrapped around their heads; there were relatively few Han Army corpses.
The Han Army rounded up these groups of captives and imprisoned them all.
He sighed slightly, truly feeling that the success of one General comes at the cost of countless bones.
Then his eyes filled with determination, casting aside these feelings of pity.
Although they were all common people, misled and joined the Yellow Turban Army.
But having become bandits, following them in burning, killing, looting, and oppressing the common people, their hands were already stained with the blood of many innocent people; they deserved to die and were not worthy of pity.
Moreover, if he did not pacify these Yellow Turban and let them cause trouble, more common people would die and be injured.
Breaking through the city and killing these Yellow Turban, everything he did was for the common people of the world.
Immediately, he led his personal soldiers to the Heavenly Duke General's mansion.
Soon, a soldier carried out a corpse.
One of the squad leaders respectfully said!
“Reporting to the General, Zhang Jiao's body is here.”
Liu Jin examined the corpse before him: its face was pale, its body emaciated, and its eyes sunken, clearly having been dead for some time.
He shook his head, feeling regret; after all, he was the Great Virtuous Teacher who commanded hundreds of thousands of troops, sweeping across half the country and shaking the foundation of the Han Dynasty.
After his death, no one even bothered to deal with his body, just leaving it discarded in this mansion.
Indeed, they were all a disorganized mob, with no discipline whatsoever.
After a moment of silence, Liu Jin immediately instructed Zhao Teng, who was beside him!
“Cut off this man's head, preserve it with salt, and send it to Luoyang to inform the Son of Heaven that the bandit leader Zhang Jiao has been executed and Guangzong City has been breached.”
“As for the headless body, find a suitable place outside the city to bury him; it will be fitting for his status as the Great Virtuous Teacher.”
Upon receiving the order, Zhao Teng immediately bowed in promise and led his men to handle the matter.
Liu Jin slowly walked into the mansion and took a seat in the main hall.
The tense string in his heart finally relaxed at this moment.
As long as he breached Guangzong City, he would have enough merits to be renowned alongside Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun, and others.
A moment later, several footsteps were heard outside the main hall, and Zhang Fei, Han Dang, Xu Rong, Cheng Pu, Zhang He, and others arrived together.
Although their hair was disheveled, their robes torn, and their bodies stained with blood, the smiles and excited expressions on their faces could not be hidden at all.
Upon their arrival, they immediately bowed and said loudly!
“Greetings, General!”