Liu Jin looked ahead, not particularly surprised, and slowly said:
"The Yellow Turban in Jizhou have been fighting the Han Army for several months, so they would have learned some military tactics."
"If the Yellow Turban could hold out for a year or two, they would likely undergo a transformation, and by then, they would be able to fight the Han Army without being at a disadvantage."
"Therefore, the Yellow Turban must be suppressed quickly, without delay. The longer it drags on, the greater the impact on the imperial court, and it might even allow the Yellow Turban to become even stronger."
The Generals around him nodded, agreeing with this assessment.
Liu Jin watched as the sky grew darker, assuming Guan Yu's cavalry had already reached the west, and everything was ready. It was time to raid the camp.
Looking at the people around him, he immediately announced loudly:
"You all, lead your respective troops, and follow me to charge into the enemy camp and annihilate this Yellow Turban bandit force!"
The Generals, having received their orders, bowed in obedience and immediately went to command their respective units.
Liu Jin mounted a black horse, tightly gripping a large saber in his hand, and shouted to the army behind him:
"Kill!"
Zhang Fei, Han Dang, Wei You, and Wu Xing, each leading five hundred troops, charged directly from the forest towards the front.
In an instant, they arrived outside the camp, their charging momentum undiminished, sweeping forward with great force.
Outside the eastern camp of the Yellow Turban, dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers on patrol suddenly saw a large number of figures emerge in the dark night sky.
Their eyes widened, filled with terror, and their bodies involuntarily trembled. They immediately shouted loudly:
"Enemy raid!"
As soon as the sound was uttered, whistling sounds continuously echoed, and hundreds of sharp arrows cut through the air, raining down on the spot.
Thudding sounds rang out!
The dozen or so people in front of them were pierced by the sharp arrows, blood flowing freely, falling to the ground, with painful screams occasionally heard.
Patrolling Yellow Turban soldiers in the camp heard the loud shouts, and many of them, gripping their blades, began to rush out.
Zhang Fei led the charge, holding a long spear, his dark eyes filled with ferocity, sweeping it forward.
The few Yellow Turban soldiers in front of him had no chance to react and were instantly killed on the spot, blood gushing out.
After slaying several men, his blood-stained spear continued to swing, flashing afterimages, stabbing and killing the approaching Yellow Turban soldiers.
The Han Army soldiers behind him swarmed forward, all wielding sharp blades, fiercely hacking and killing the approaching Yellow Turban soldiers on the spot.
Soon, the army charged into the camp and began a frenzied slaughter.
Many Yellow Turban soldiers organized themselves to resist, but they were routed and fled after a charge by the Han Army.
Even some Yellow Turban soldiers who were still sleeping were cut down by the invading Han Army, their blood splattering everywhere in the tents.
A continuous clamor arose within the camp, and many sleeping Yellow Turban soldiers were awakened.
They all climbed out of their bunks, and when they saw the scene outside their tents, there were Han Army soldiers everywhere, wielding blades and slaughtering them.
Some were so frightened that their legs turned to jelly, their faces showing terror.
Without any hesitation, they all fled in disarray, shouting continuously:
"The Han Army is here! The Han Army is here!"
Shouts and screams of fear were very loud in the camp.
Many Yellow Turban General were awakened and tried to organize their troops to resist, but their orders could not be transmitted at all.
The entire camp was in chaos, with only fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers and miserable cries of pain.
Seeing this situation, many Yellow Turban General could only follow these Yellow Turban soldiers and flee in disarray.
As the Han Army continued to charge, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, they swept through, displaying an unstoppable momentum.
Outside the western camp of the Yellow Turban Army, Guan Yu, holding a large saber, led five hundred cavalry behind him and charged directly without any hesitation.
The rapidly galloping hooves trampled on the ground, creating rumbling sounds.
They instantly charged into the camp, the large saber fiercely hacking at the Yellow Turban soldiers, and even began to trample the tents.
Yellow Turban soldiers who were still sleeping were trampled to death by the hooves.
Tents collapsed, blood spurted, and after a period of trampling, they were pressed tightly against the ground, becoming a pile of minced flesh.
The Yellow Turban soldiers in the camp were filled with fear when they saw the enemy cavalry arrive.
They thought the main Han Army force had arrived, and all of them fled in terror, with no one daring to resist.
The entire Yellow Turban camp was in utter chaos, with no power to resist whatsoever.
Inside the central command tent, a Yellow Turban General fled towards this spot. Before he even arrived, his voice came in:
"Qu Shuai, this is bad!"
"The main Han Army force is here!"
Qu Shuai Sui Gu, who was still sleeping in the tent, was instantly awakened by these words. He didn't even bother to put on his clothes and hurried out.
When he saw the camp perimeter ablaze, with shouts of killing everywhere, and many Yellow Turban soldiers fleeing in disarray,
He was startled, his face showing anger, and he immediately roared:
"What exactly is going on?!"
The Yellow Turban General who had run over, his face showing fear, stammered:
"Qu Shuai, run quickly! The main Han Army force has arrived. If we don't leave now, we'll die here!"
Sui Gu heard this and completely disbelieved it, coldly shouting:
"Nonsense!"
"Jizhou is all my Yellow Turban Army's territory. Where would the main Han Army force come from?"
The Yellow Turban General heard this and kept stammering:
"Qu Shuai, it's absolutely true! The Han Army raiding the camp even has cavalry. Clearly, the main Han Army force has arrived. Otherwise, where would cavalry come from in the entire Zhongshan Commandery?"
When Sui Gu heard the words 'cavalry,' his already wavering disbelief was completely shattered, and his legs involuntarily went weak.
His face showed panic, and he stammered:
"Quick... quickly escort this Qu Shuai away from here!"
Just then, a loud shout came:
"Bandit General, halt!"
Guan Yu, leading over a hundred cavalry, was seen charging straight towards this spot, trampling to death anyone who dared to block his way.
Through the firelight, he had already spotted the bandit General, and naturally, he couldn't let him escape just like that.
Sui Gu, who was preparing to flee, heard this furious shout, which made him tremble all over, almost falling to the ground.
He saw a red-faced man in front, riding a fine horse, holding a blood-stained saber, charging directly towards him.
Sui Gu's eyes showed fear, and he screamed repeatedly:
"Come... come, someone, stop this fellow for me!"
However, the people around him completely ignored him. Seeing the cavalry charging, they were scared and fled in disarray.
Guan Yu drove straight in, his phoenix eyes glinting fiercely, and he twirled his large saber in the air, creating a beautiful flourish.
Sui Gu, standing in front, seemed to be scared stiff, his eyes wide, his body trembling continuously, and his feet not moving at all.
His lips trembled, as if he wanted to utter words of surrender!