Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 53: Zhao Zilong of Changshan is Here!

“Kill!!”

Guan Yu led a thousand soldiers to quietly change positions, while Zhang Fei's cavalry descended like divine soldiers, all of which were far beyond Zhang Jiao's expectations.

More importantly, under Zhang Jiao's command, the vast majority of the Yellow Turban Warriors had pressed towards the front line.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Warriors left by Zhang Jiao to protect his surroundings numbered only a thousand!

In an instant, the original single-line battle transformed into a three-line battle.

On the front line, Liu Bei led his remaining troops, less than two thousand, enduring the attacks of more than twice their number of Yellow Turban Warriors, barely holding on!

At the same time, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei each led a thousand soldiers from the north and south flanks, charging towards Zhang Jiao, who was protected by only a thousand Yellow Turban Warriors.

This arrangement, like a divine hand, allowed Liu Bei's unit, whose chances of victory were originally slim, to find the only possibility of success.

As long as…

As long as Zhang Jiao is killed before Liu Bei's unit completely collapses!

“Kill!!!”

“Boom!!”

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei crashed into the Yellow Turban Warriors' defense line like human cannonballs, forcibly tearing open a gap and frantically approaching Zhang Jiao's position.

Especially Zhang Fei, who led cavalry, used the impact of the cavalry to instantly shatter the southern Yellow Turban Warriors' defense line.

However, the Yellow Turban Warriors, as a group of fanatical believers, displayed a combat power far beyond ordinary people's imagination around Zhang Jiao, the object of their faith.

“Protect the Great Virtuous Teacher!”

“Death to the Han traitors!”

“After death, we can ascend to the Yellow Heaven Pure Land, what is there to fear… ”

“Death in protecting the Great Virtuous Teacher will surely bring great merit, and those who come after will enjoy endless blessings.”

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao, located in the very center, did not panic at all.

Instead, wearing a Taoist robe and holding a wooden sword, he stood on a high place, and with a few Taoist children accompanying him, he seemed to be performing a ritual with instruments.

“Shameless charlatan!”

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei noticed Zhang Jiao's strange behavior, but they didn't care at all. Instead, the corner of their eyes noticed that the distant banner seemed to be retreating little by little, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.

‘Brother, we might not be able to hold on!’

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei almost simultaneously thought of that possibility and shouted in unison.

“Quickly kill Zhang Jiao!”

“Death to the sorcerer!!”

In an instant, the bond of the Oath of the Peach Garden caused Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to almost fall into a state of frenzy, killing towards Zhang Jiao's position like mad demons and evil ghosts.

The Yellow Turban Warriors who stood in their way were almost reduced to powder within two zhang of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

However, what Guan Yu and Zhang Fei did not notice was that as Zhang Jiao performed that special ritual, the eyes of the nearly thousand Yellow Turban Warriors guarding Zhang Jiao became more and more fanatical.

And after Guan Yu and Zhang Fei approached Zhang Jiao to a certain distance, Zhang Jiao shouted loudly.

“The Azure Heaven shall not return, the Yellow Heaven shall replace it…”

“Gather the Qi of Heaven, walk the Path of Heaven…”

“With my true Qi, combining the creation of heaven and earth, grant the Yellow Heaven believers supreme power.”

Immediately, the nearly thousand Yellow Turban Warriors responded to Zhang Jiao almost in unison.

“Great Virtuous Teacher is above, grant us your true Qi, combine with the creation of the Yellow Heaven!”

As the voices of the Yellow Turban Warriors fell, almost every Yellow Turban Warrior's body was filled with bulging veins, and the exposed muscles visibly swelled in size.

This familiar scene caused Guan Yu's expression to change drastically, and he lost his composure for a moment.

The last time he saw this kind of change was on Guan Hai.

However, now, under the drive of the sorcerer Zhang Jiao, thousands of Yellow Turban Warriors simultaneously underwent this change, causing Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's offensive to pause.

These Yellow Turban Warriors seemed to be truly blessed by the Yellow Heaven. Compared to before, they had become incredibly powerful and fearless of pain.

Some Yellow Turban Warriors, even with three knives in their chests and their left arms severed at the shoulder, still swung their blades backhand with vigor, cutting the Han soldier in front of them in two.

For a time, even Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were unable to advance an inch under the siege of a large number of Yellow Turban Warriors, and the rest of the soldiers suffered even more casualties.

And Li Ji, who was also observing from afar, was suddenly shocked, and his heart sank completely.

Unlike the subconscious term of sorcery in this era, Li Ji knew very well that Zhang Jiao was completely stimulating the potential of those Yellow Turban Warriors who were fanatical believers through a method similar to hypnosis.

To put it more scientifically, it was through hypnosis and faith that the Yellow Turban Warriors' adrenaline was actively secreted in large quantities.

Under this condition, even these Yellow Turban Warriors, who were originally ordinary people, would become incredibly powerful and fearless of axes and halberds!

Li Ji knew very well that this state of the Yellow Turban Warriors could not last long, and the accompanying strong side effects would turn these Yellow Turban Warriors into lambs to the slaughter.

However, Liu Bei was about to be unable to hold on!

Observing the overall situation, Li Ji was covered in cold sweat, understanding that this hard-won opportunity for victory might vanish in a flash under Zhang Jiao's unexpected "buff" addition.

Once Liu Bei died, the morale of the army would be scattered, and the soldiers would be defeated.

Subsequently, the three thousand or so Yellow Turban Warriors on the front line would counterattack towards Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, and the ending would be complete annihilation!

Immediately, Li Ji endured the intense stinging pain and forcibly entered "Tactical Simulation" again.

The result was…

Defeat!

In this race against time, Liu Bei simply could not hold out until the end.

The intense pain caused Li Ji's eyes to be somewhat blurred and afterimages appeared, causing Li Ji to instinctively gasp for breath.

Trying to think…

Where is the solution to break the situation?!

Suddenly, in Li Ji's blurred vision, he seemed to see a white figure sweeping in from the direction of the main gate of Bo Luojin.

The guards below even drew their sabers and shouted angrily.

“Halt, who goes there!”

“Don't worry, brothers, I just happened to pass by this place…”

Li Ji tried hard to open his eyes, looking at the young man riding a white horse below the watchtower, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, and he asked.

“Who are you?”

“Zhao Zilong of Changshan.”

In an instant, Li Ji's spirit was greatly shaken. The "Tactical Simulation" that had been running continuously in his mind instinctively added Zhao Yun to his own lineup for deduction.

Although Li Ji did not know the specific martial strength of Zhao Yun at this time, he understood that Zhao Yun at his worst was definitely not inferior to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

Barely deducing halfway, Li Ji, with his last breath, shouted loudly.

“The banner ahead is where Liu Xuande, a member of the Han imperial family, is located. Please save him quickly…”

Almost as the voice fell, Li Ji, who could no longer hold on, fainted on the spot and fell on the watchtower.

And Zhao Yun's expression was shaken when he heard this, and he looked in the direction pointed by Li Ji, and he saw a large banner retreating steadily.

Liu Xuande?!

Zhao Yun's heart was both happy and surprised!

Since leaving Changshan, Zhao Yun had been searching for Liu Bei and Xiahou Bo for nearly a month. He went south to Yuanshi, the seat of Changshan, and then east into Julu County, wandering around in a big circle, but he could not find any trace of Liu Bei and Xiahou Bo. Instead, he killed countless Yellow Turban thieves who committed evil along the way.

Unexpectedly, at night, he accidentally heard shouts of killing coming from the direction of Bo Luojin, and curiously searched for it, but found the trace of Liu Bei.

Immediately, Zhao Yun hurriedly cupped his hands towards the guards beside him, and the Night Shining Jade Lion under his seat galloped towards the front as if they were connected.

In an instant, the thousand-mile steed Night Shining Jade Lion almost turned into a white shadow, bypassing Liu Bei's unit, which now only had a thousand people left, from behind, and then directly inserted into the direction of the banner from the side.

And in order to identify the enemy and ourselves, Zhao Yun shouted loudly.

“Zhao Zilong of Changshan is here, benefactor Liu Xuande, don't worry, I will protect you!”

Almost as Zhao Yun's voice fell, the white shadow swept through a large number of Yellow Turban Warriors, bringing up trails of blood. No Yellow Turban Warrior was Zhao Yun's match, and they could not even slightly slow down Zhao Yun's speed.

One rider, one spear, invincible.

Wherever he passed, the Yellow Turban Warriors fell like weeds.

If Guan Yu was good at killing enemy generals within three strokes, then Zhao Yun was undoubtedly the best at breaking through formations and chaotic battles!

From the moment Zhao Yun shouted and broke into the battle formation, stepping on thousands of troops as if walking on flat ground, it only took more than twenty breaths to rush to Liu Bei's presence.

Even Liu Bei, who was covered in blood and exhausted, was stunned.

Where did this hero come from, who is even more brave than Yun Chang and Yide?

And Zhao Yun, who clearly looked no more than twenty years old, with a childish air still remaining on his face, waved the Cliff Edge Spear in his hand.

It was truly like a spitting poisonous snake and a roaring silver dragon, easily beheading the approaching Yellow Turban Warriors, and without even a trace of panting, he opened his mouth and said.

“Zhao Zilong of Changshan is here to help benefactor.”

The battlefield was dangerous, and even though Liu Bei had thousands of doubts in his heart, he did not have time to ask in detail, so he could only thank him repeatedly, and then retreated slightly, commanding his soldiers to assist Zhao Yun and re-stabilize the battle line.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei also heard the loud voice coming from the front line from afar.

Although they did not know what kind of person the one who called himself Zhao Zilong of Changshan was, they were overjoyed when they saw that the battle line centered on the banner was re-stabilized after Zhao Zilong entered the battle.

Subsequently, faced with the berserk-like Yellow Turban Warriors, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei no longer rushed forward recklessly. Instead, each focused on solidifying their battle lines around themselves before gradually advancing towards Zhang Jiao's position.

The sounds of battle cries and mournful wails echoed in Zhang Jiao's ears.

Zhang Jiao's gaze swept left and right, his heart sinking involuntarily as he murmured.

"Even with the power of the Yellow Heaven to stimulate the warriors, it's not enough to withstand them?"

At that moment, Zhang Jiao looked around and felt a sense of utter helplessness.

"Once the Yellow Heaven's power boosting the warriors wears off, what will become of me?"