The hundred-odd men behind him nodded, their eyes filled with determination.
Since they had no worries, their courage would be much greater.
Seeing that everyone understood, Guan Yu immediately waved his hand, leading them to charge into the rear camp.
They lit the torches in their hands and threw them at the large tents.
The hundred-odd men behind him did the same, entering the camp, lighting torches, and setting fire to the surrounding large tents.
In a short time, flames shot into the sky, and many soldiers who were still sound asleep were unknowingly engulfed by the fire, their screams echoing repeatedly, particularly loud in the dark night sky.
Many soldiers who had rushed in shouted loudly in the dim camp!
"The Han Army is here! Everyone run! Those who run slowly will be beheaded!"
The deafening shouts woke many Yellow Turban soldiers, who walked out of their tents and were shocked to see the sky ablaze with fire.
Hearing the shouts of the Han Army coming, their eyes filled with terror, their legs trembled, and they began to run frantically through the camp, continuous cries of fear coming from them!
"Fire! Fire!"
"The Han Army is here! Everyone run!"
They were just ordinary people, organized into Yellow Turban, and had never experienced a fire or an enemy raid on their camp.
Just hearing the shout that the Han Army had arrived scared these rebellious commoners so much that their legs trembled, and they only had one thought: to run away quickly.
After all, rebelling with these bandits meant that if they were caught by the imperial court, their entire family would be implicated, so many people would rather flee than stay there.
This scene caused the entire camp to become even more chaotic. They didn't even see a single Han Army soldier, and like a disorganized mob, they began to flee out of the camp.
Liu Jin, standing on the city wall, looked at the camp in front of him, ablaze with fire, with shouts occasionally coming from it, and knew that Guan Yu had succeeded.
The time had come; he could not delay any longer. He looked at the assembled troops behind him and said loudly!
"Soldiers, heed my command! Follow me and charge at the enemy in front of us! Those who resist will be executed without mercy!"
Zhang Fei, Han Dang, Wu Xing, and others all shouted loudly!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Liu Jin, riding a black horse and wielding a great saber, led several hundred men out of the city in a mighty procession, charging towards the enemy encampment.
After a furious charge, they had arrived outside the Yellow Turban camp.
Seeing the entire camp in a state of panic, with no one even defending the front camp, Liu Jin was overjoyed.
Wielding his great saber, he was the first to charge in.
He saw some panicked Yellow Turban, swung his great saber, and directly killed them, blood splattering out.
Zhang Fei, Han Dang, and others followed closely behind, leading their respective officers and soldiers to swarm in, rushing into the front camp and beginning a frenzied slaughter.
Screams echoed repeatedly. Many Yellow Turban soldiers, seeing these Han Army soldiers charge in, were so scared that their legs trembled and they began to throw down their weapons and flee into the distance.
While Liu Jin was charging and killing these Yellow Turban in the camp, he also didn't stop shouting loudly to the surroundings!
"The Han Army has arrived! Those who dare to resist will be executed without mercy!"
Many Yellow Turban, hearing this loud shout, felt their legs go weak and almost fell to the ground, completely unable to muster any resistance.
Everyone behind him followed suit, constantly shouting to the surroundings!
This scared the Yellow Turban Army so much that their legs trembled, and they dared not resist, throwing down their weapons and kneeling to beg for mercy.
The government troops were like autumn winds sweeping fallen leaves, slaughtering large numbers of these Yellow Turban, displaying an unstoppable momentum.
Inside the main tent, Deng Mao was originally sleeping soundly in the camp, but when he heard the Han Army attacking, he trembled all over.
After putting on his clothes, he lifted the tent flap and looked around. Flames were shooting into the sky, figures were moving, and large numbers of soldiers were fleeing in disarray.
He also kept hearing, "The Han Army is attacking! The Han Army is attacking!"
Deng Mao's legs went weak. He hadn't expected the Han Army to charge directly in, and with such fierce momentum. Could it be that a large number of government troops had arrived?
He had no intention of resisting at all. If he stayed here and was caught by the Han Army, he would not only die, but his entire family would also be executed.
He immediately ordered his personal guards to escort him as he took advantage of the darkness to flee.
Who would have thought that as soon as he left the main tent, he would run straight into a red-faced big man who was leading dozens of people to charge towards that very spot.
Guan Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. Through the firelight, he spotted Deng Mao in the crowd.
A few days ago on the city wall, he had seen this man riding a fine horse, surrounded by many, looking imposing and extraordinary. He must be the leader of this Yellow Turban.
Joy filled his heart, and he shouted coldly!
"Soldiers, kill for me!"
After saying this, Guan Yu took the lead, wielding his blood-soaked great saber, and swept it horizontally forward.
The several Yellow Turban in front of him had no chance to react and were cut in half.
Blood splattered out, landing directly on Deng Mao, who was behind him, covering him in blood.
Guan Yu's great saber did not stop; he continued to kill the several people in front of him, quickly cutting down these Yellow Turban.
Looking at Deng Mao, who was still stunned in front of him, Guan Yu's eyes showed ferocity, and he walked step by step towards him.
Deng Mao looked at the burly man in front of him, his legs unconsciously began to tremble, fear overwhelmed his entire heart, and he could no longer support himself, falling to the ground with a thud.
His eyes showed a plea for mercy, and he choked out!
"G-good man, don't kill me! I am the commander of this army! I am willing to surrender!"
Guan Yu snorted coldly, his eyes showing disdain. Even such a character could incite so many common people to rebel with him.
He immediately ordered several soldiers behind him to pull out ropes from their 懷 and tie him up, preparing to present him to his elder brother.
After dealing with this matter, Guan Yu, wielding his great saber, led the men behind him to begin slaughtering these Yellow Turban.
His voice constantly roared to the surroundings!
"The Yellow Turban leader has been captured! Those who surrender will be spared death! Those who resist will be executed without mercy!"
Many Yellow Turban, hearing this sound, dared not resist even more, throwing down their weapons and surrendering. Only a few bolder individuals took advantage of the darkness to flee.
As the news of Deng Mao's capture spread wider and wider, the number of resisting soldiers dwindled, with most of them surrendering.
Soon, the sounds of fighting throughout the camp gradually died down.
Large numbers of Han Army soldiers were capturing prisoners here, tying them all up. If anyone dared to resist, they would be directly cut down and killed.
Liu Jin, riding a black horse, slowly rode in, surrounded by several personal guards.
Seeing the fighting calm down, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this battle had ended in his victory.
After all, his resources were very thin, and he couldn't afford prolonged fighting. The death or injury of even one person caused him great pain, let alone dozens or hundreds.