Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Yan Liang replied with a solemn expression.

"The time limit is approaching, and if we clear it bit by bit from top to bottom like this, I fear it will be difficult to restore the Qing River's flow within a quarter of an hour."

"The only plan for now is to use my courage and strength to try and shatter a large rock at the bottom, and then use the water flow to help, which might disperse these blockages instantly, restoring the Qing River's flow."

Wen Chou, upon hearing this, almost blurted out his opposition. "Absolutely not! If you do that, elder brother, you risk being swept away by the water or being buried under a large number of sandbags and stones at the bottom of the river!"

"Our lord has shown us brothers great kindness, and now is the time to repay it with our lives. How can we be so greedy for life?"

Yan Liang replied sternly, taking the rope brought by a guard, and said.

"Moreover, I will tie the rope around myself, and you and the guards will hold it on the shore, so there is no need to worry about being submerged by the rapids."

Wen Chou quickly grabbed the rope in Yan Liang's hand and replied.

"How can we let elder brother take such a risk alone? Furthermore, elder brother is the main general of the army, and must not take such a risk. I should do it in your stead."

"My courage and strength are no less than elder brother's, and I can break a mere rock."

Yan Liang pulled away Wen Chou's hand and said seriously.

"There is no need to say more about this matter. I know your intentions, my brother. However, you do not want me to take risks, so how can I let you face danger?"

"Furthermore, I am skilled with the saber, while the weapon you use is a three-pronged spear. Breaking rocks should be done with a large saber."

Immediately, Yan Liang handed one end of the rope to Wen Chou, saying.

"As long as you hold the rope tightly, my life will surely be safe."

Seeing this, Wen Chou clenched the rope and said, "I would rather be dragged into the water by the rapids and die with elder brother than let go."

Yan Liang laughed loudly, tied the other end of the rope firmly around himself, and then jumped into the riverbed, walking to a large rock at the bottom.

At this moment, the river water almost submerged the chest of Yan Liang, who was nine feet tall.

Yan Liang stared at the boulder above his head. In Yan Liang's judgment, as long as he shattered this boulder, it would instantly create a gap, allowing the Qing River to flow again.

Concentrating, taking a deep breath…

"Ha!"

Yan Liang suddenly shouted loudly, leaping three feet out of the water, and the long saber in his hand slashed across an arc, striking the boulder.

"Bang!"

Rocks flew everywhere.

The boulder broke into two pieces in response, and a large amount of rapids poured out from this gap.

And the outpouring almost instantly expanded, washing away a large number of sandbags and stones.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the Qing River seemed to roar, breaking through the obstacles and sweeping downwards with a torrential force.

Yan Liang, who was trying to retreat to the river bank, was almost instantly swallowed by countless currents, and the rope held tightly by Wen Chou and more than a dozen guards was stretched to the extreme!

"Quick! Pull! Pull elder brother back!!!"

Wen Chou glared angrily, exerting force while shouting loudly.

However, just as Wen Chou kept pulling the rope, trying to forcibly pull Yan Liang back from the Qing River.

"Bang!"

The overburdened rope suddenly broke in the middle, causing Wen Chou, who was exerting force, to stagger backwards and fall.

Wen Chou quickly got up and rushed towards the Qing River in a panic, trying to find Yan Liang's figure, roaring and calling out unwillingly.

"Elder brother!!"

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the edge of the Qing River, grabbing the ground. Yan Liang, in extreme disarray, poked his head out of the water and said weakly.

"Cough… Don't… Cough… Don't shout, brother… I'm here."

Wen Chou was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward to pull Yan Liang out of the water, saying with tears of joy.

"Fortunately, elder brother is safe. It is truly a blessing from heaven."

"It's not entirely a blessing from heaven. When the rope broke, I inserted the long saber into the soil, so I wasn't swept away by the rapids in an instant. Otherwise, I'm afraid things would have been dire."

Yan Liang said with some luck and fear, looking at the Qing River, which was rushing downstream with a rolling momentum, and said excitedly.

"But with the help of the Qing River, our lord will surely win a great victory!"

Immediately, Yan Liang coughed up a few mouthfuls of water that had choked into his lungs. After feeling a little more comfortable, he had the guards tie the rope again and go into the water to retrieve his weapon.

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Water, the more it is blocked, the more turbulent it becomes.

The Qing River is also like this.

Even after a buffer of fifty miles, it still rushed to Jieqiao with several times the usual momentum.

The Qing River's rapids came too fast, faster than Guo Jia expected, and even completely exceeded Gongsun Zan's expectations.

As a result, a large number of Youzhou cavalrymen still in the riverbed were instantly swallowed.

This scene made Gongsun Zan's eyes crack with anger and disbelief. The whole person even froze on the battlefield, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

In contrast, the morale of the Yuan army was greatly boosted.

Qu Yi was even more excited and shouted, "Gongsun Zan, you have fallen into my lord's clever plan! No matter how brave the Youyan cavalry is, can they resist the raging river?"

"You… You…"

Gongsun Zan felt dizzy and faint. In his anger, he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

"Today, you are destined to die here!"

Qu Yi took the opportunity to raise his saber again and rush towards Gongsun Zan.

This time, Gongsun Zan seemed to have his spirit instantly washed away by the Qing River. Dizzy and faint, facing Qu Yi's offensive, he retreated steadily.

Not only Gongsun Zan, but the entire situation on the south bank of Jieqiao was rapidly tilting towards the Yuan army.

The Qing River's rush probably took away more than 20,000 Youzhou cavalrymen in an instant, and the blow to the morale of the Gongsun army was even more serious than imaginable.

A large number of Youzhou cavalrymen who had already landed on the shore also lost their fighting spirit and began to show signs of fleeing.

The White Horse Volunteers, who were restrained by Qu Yi and Gao Lan, were even surrounded by infantry mobilized by Yuan Shao from the left and right sides, intending to completely annihilate this White Horse Volunteer force here.

On the Jieqiao Bridge, it was also a mess, with a large number of soldiers vying to escape backwards, even fighting each other and squeezing their comrades into the Qing River.

Chaos!

Great chaos!

At this point, Gongsun's army was already doomed to defeat.

Even Gongsun Zan showed a look of despair, absent-minded. Under the fierce attack, Qu Yi took the opportunity to cut off the legs of the white horse under his crotch with a single saber, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Qu Yi rushed towards Gongsun Zan with excitement in his eyes.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound arrived in an instant.

Qu Yi's instinct, honed through years of battle, made him stop in place at the same time, and an arrow grazed past his face.

In the next instant, before Qu Yi could recover from his escape from death, the rapid sound of hooves quickly approached.

Zhao Yun reached out and grabbed the fallen Gongsun Zan, putting him on the horse's back, and asked with concern.

"General Gongsun, are you injured anywhere?"

While asking, Zhao Yun casually stabbed Qu Yi, who seemed to want to step forward and block him, with a spear.

(End of this chapter)