With pain and unwillingness in his eyes, he, a dignified Qu Shuai of the Yellow Turban Army, died just like that.
The consciousness in his mind instantly dissipated, no longer having any strength to support him, his head tilted, and his body instantly went limp.
The corpse did not fall but remained impaled by the long spear, standing upright.
Zhang Fei's eyes were filled with excitement; this was Cheng Yuanzhi, the leader of the Yellow Turban in Zhuo Commandery. By slaying him, his elder brother would definitely praise him.
With a slight pull of the long spear, the corpse in front of him fell weakly.
He immediately ordered the surrounding soldiers!
"Someone, guard this corpse for me."
After saying this, Zhang Fei, holding his blood-stained long spear, led the soldiers behind him to begin slaughtering the Yellow Turban.
He fought and roared at the same time!
"Cheng Yuanzhi, the Qu Shuai of the Yellow Turban, has been slain! Those who surrender will be spared, those who resist will be executed without mercy!"
His voice was deafening, echoing all around.
Many Yellow Turban were already fleeing in disarray, unable to muster any will to resist.
Upon hearing that their Grand Commander was dead, these Yellow Turban bandits were scared out of their wits, their legs trembling, losing even the thought of escaping, and they all knelt to beg for mercy.
The Han Army's momentum was like a rainbow. They began to capture these prisoners in the military camp, directly executing any soldiers who were still resisting.
After several hours of chaos, the Yellow Turban soldiers in the military camp had either fled or been captured, and stability gradually returned.
Liu Jin rode his black horse, observing the military camp. Every corner was filled with bound prisoners. If there weren't enough ropes, these people were piled together and guarded by soldiers.
As for the corpses in the military camp, there were some, but relatively few.
Ever since they charged into the camp, these Yellow Turban Army had fled in disarray, offering no resistance at all.
Except for a few unlucky ones who were slain, most had already surrendered or escaped during the chaos.
Finally, the crisis of the Zhuo Commandery Yellow Turban was resolved in one battle.
Liu Jin's only worry was Guan Yu. Since entering the camp, he hadn't seen him and was afraid something might have happened to him in the Yellow Turban camp.
He immediately prepared to order everyone to start searching for Guan Yu in the military camp.
Just then, dozens of people, covered in blood, were seen approaching from a distance.
The leader's face was flushed, his long beard imposing—it was Guan Yu.
Liu Jin let out a long sigh of relief. As long as Guan Yu was fine, that was all that mattered. He was his right-hand man and could not be lost.
A brilliant smile appeared on his face as he quietly watched the man before him.
Guan Yu also saw his elder brother, smiled, and ran over, saying loudly!
"Elder Brother!"
Liu Jin reached out and grabbed Guan Yu's arm, examining him carefully. There was only some blood on the surface, clearly indicating no injuries.
He asked with a smile!
"Second Brother, are you alright?"
Guan Yu quickly shook his head and said proudly!
"Elder Brother, there's no need to worry. How could mere Yellow Turban bandits harm me in the slightest?"
Seeing Guan Yu's arrogant expression, Liu Jin chuckled, but still praised him a few times!
This battle's smooth victory was largely due to Guan Yu leading over a hundred men to burn the granaries and create chaos, which caused the morale of these Yellow Turban to waver and made them flee in disarray.
After the two chatted for a moment, Zhang Fei, Zhao Ergou, Han Dang, Wu Xing, and others arrived one after another.
They shouted from a distance!
"Elder Brother, Ming Gong!"
Liu Jin smiled and greeted everyone. After everyone arrived,
Zhang Fei scratched his head and chuckled!
"Elder Brother, I've already slain Cheng Yuanzhi, that leader of the Yellow Turban."
Everyone heard this and showed envy. They hadn't expected Zhang Fei to be so lucky as to encounter that bandit leader. This was no small credit.
He was, after all, a Qu Shuai commanding tens of thousands of troops who had swept through the entire Zhuo Commandery. To kill him, as long as the imperial court found out, his official position could at least be promoted.
Even Liu Jin smiled and praised him!
"Yide, well done!"
Zhang Fei listened to everyone's praise, chuckling foolishly to the side, looking very excited.
Just then, a team of officials approached from a distance.
Everyone's conversation quickly ceased, and they all stood to the side.
Liu Jin looked at the leader in front of him, who was about thirty years old, with a firm face, a sturdy build, and an aura of martial prowess.
He had clearly been tempered in the army and was definitely not an ordinary person.
Especially the bronze seal and yellow ribbon he wore at his waist, which indicated his status as a Military Marquis, a rank equivalent to his own.
Wei You was also observing Liu Jin, who was brave and fearless, with a calm demeanor, and especially the confident kingly aura about him, which added a touch of charm to his entire person.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this aura alone was incomparable to ordinary people, no wonder he was able to pacify the Yellow Turban repeatedly.
When he first heard about these achievements, he was somewhat skeptical.
But seeing this battle today, the troops led by Liu Jin were brave and skilled in combat, pushing deep into enemy lines, chasing the Yellow Turban in disarray, which had earned him enough respect.
After Wei You arrived at the front, a smile appeared on his firm face, and he said politely!
"I am Wei You, the city's defender. Greetings, Military Marquis Liu."
Liu Jin paused slightly after hearing the name Wei You.
It was a general whose name was recorded in history. Although his fame was not very great, being able to leave a name for future generations to know indicated that he was not simple and certainly had outstanding qualities.
Seeing that the other party was very polite, Liu Jin also behaved very courteously and said softly!
"So it is Military Marquis Wei. I have long heard that there is a brave general in the commandery. Seeing him today, he is indeed extraordinary."
Wei You laughed heartily at this and quickly waved his hand, saying!
"My small reputation is not worth mentioning. On the contrary, Military Marquis Liu, your reputation has been resounding these days, winning battle after battle, eliminating thousands of Yellow Turban, and receiving repeated praise from the nobles in the commandery."
"Now, you have annihilated them in one battle, which can be said to be a brilliant achievement. As long as the Prefect reports your military merits,"
"It won't be long before Military Marquis Liu gets a promotion."
Liu Jin heard this and nodded with a smile, not being modest about these achievements.
These were, after all, merits earned by himself and his soldiers bravely fighting the enemy, so he naturally couldn't decline them.
Moreover, he still needed to rely on these merits to continue climbing higher, and the more people who knew, the better, at least the Prefect wouldn't be able to erase them.
A smile appeared on his face, and he congratulated!
"Military Marquis Wei, your performance in this battle today was extraordinary. The nobles on the city wall must have seen it all, and there will definitely be a share of the imperial court's rewards for you."
"At that time, I will also have to congratulate Military Marquis Wei on his promotion."
Wei You heard this and laughed heartily, looking very excited.
He became increasingly satisfied with Liu Jin, and his respect for him was much higher than before, even unprecedented.
Having achieved so many merits, yet remaining humble and polite, neither arrogant nor impatient, his future achievements would definitely not be low.
If it were an ordinary general, having annihilated so many Yellow Turban, their tails would be wagging to the sky.