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Chapter 487 The End of the Yellow Turban

The Yellow Turban Zhangjiao headquarters is not in the Guangzong generation that Li Mengxi believed, and it is not even in Julu, but farther north in Julu.

It's not that Li Mengxi's memory is wrong, but because the situation has changed.

The main force of Dong Zhuo's army was engaged in fierce battles at Julu and Zhangjiao. At this time, Liu Bei circled southeast again in an attempt to steal Zhangjiao's retreat.

Especially when fighting with Zhang Bao's partial division in Nanhe, the rebel army focused on annihilation first and defeat second. Although they fought a very beautiful battle of annihilation and swallowed up almost all of Zhang Bao's troops, at the same time, it also made the war drag on for a long time.

When Zhang Bao's partial division and the rebel army were fighting one after another, the Yellow Turban cavalry had already reported traces of the rebel army to Zhang Jiao.

When they arrived at the back, Zhang Bao's entire army was destroyed, and a small number of Yellow Turbans escaped. Zhang Jiao knew that the enemy coming from the south was also a powerful enemy, so only a small number of Yellow Turban light troops from behind led the rebel army to a remote area.

At the same time, Zhang Jiao also retreated north.

Zhang Jiao, the Tiangong general, knew very well that he could not be attacked from both front and rear, so he retreated to the north, trading space for time, so as to be surrounded by the army as late as possible.

Unfortunately, the Yellow Turbans have reached a desperate situation. Zhang Jiao made many night attacks. Although many people were killed and injured, they not only failed to destroy Dong Zhuo's troops as expected, but also caused the elite Yellow Turban warriors to be exhausted. Zhang Jiao had no elite soldiers to fight and was powerless.

A tough fight with the army and destruction is not far away.

The rebel scouts discovered that the Yellow Turbans were in the area of ​​Nanluan, so everyone decided to sneak around and attack.

Without him, Dong Zhuo's troops would still be on the offensive, and Dong Zhuo just happened to attract the main force of the Yellow Turbans for the rebels.

Let's talk about Dong Zhuo. The Yellow Turbans were at the end of their rope and were about to annihilate Zhang Jiao. However, Liu Bei came with a large army. In order to avoid Liu Bei taking away the victory, Dong Zhuo sent his army forward quickly to get ahead of Liu Bei and annihilate the Yellow Turbans.

However, Liu Bei said that when he went around, he unexpectedly encountered another harvest.

Zhang Jiao knew that important things could not be done. After leading his troops to seize the city, he ordered his younger brother Zhang Liang to take the old, weak, women and children to escape for their lives.

Originally, if Liu Bei and Dong Zhuo's army were in the same place, Zhang Liang's troops might have escaped, but by some mistake, Liu Bei's army circled around again and blocked them head on.

After a great battle, Zhang Fei was shot in a chaotic formation and Zhang Liang was killed. The Yellow Turbans were defeated.

It was the Yellow Turbans who were driven to the river. In order to escape for their lives, the Yellow Turbans hurriedly crossed the river and an unknown number of people drowned.

"Stop chasing!" Liu Bei shouted to the soldiers to stop chasing. Don't drive the Yellow Turbans to the dead end. Just surrender.

A woman who waded early had an armful of swaddling clothes swept away by the water. The woman did not know how to swim and strayed into deep water. Seeing that her head was sinking underwater and she was about to drown, she tried her best to lift the swaddling clothes in her hand.

Out of the water.

"Hurry up and get help!" Li Mengxi shouted nervously.

"I'm going!" Guan Yu, who was standing next to him, stabbed the ground with his Qinglong knife, kicked the horse's belly, and lifted the reins, "Drive!"

Guan Yu chased downstream.

The situation at this time was that the Yellow Turbans were surrounded by the river. The rebels formed a semi-surrounding formation and surrounded the Yellow Turbans. The soldiers were shouting for the Yellow Turbans to surrender.

Many Yellow Turbans had already taken advantage of the chaos to swim to the other side of the river, and some Yellow Turbans kept jumping into the water to escape.

Li Mengxi didn't care about the battle. He stretched his neck and stared at Guan Yu closely.

As the saying goes, rescuing people is like putting out fire. The woman holding her baby clothes was rushed downstream by the river and drowned. Guan Yu galloped on his horse and did not stop when he reached the river. Not only did he not stop, after the horse's hooves stepped on the water, the horse stopped

Ken ran away, but Guan Yu slapped the horse on the hip with the whip in his hand. The horse was hurt, and Herod screamed and jumped into the river.

Li Mengxi's eyes widened. He watched Guan Yu ride into the river. Half of the horse's body was submerged in the river. Then the horse continued to move forward. Guan Yu actually approached the drowning woman and leaned over to grab the swaddling clothes in the woman's hand.

live.

Then when he saw the peasant woman sinking and about to sink into the water, Guan Yu grabbed the swaddling clothes with one hand and leaned over to grab the baby with the other hand, catching the woman.

Li Mengxi looked again and saw that the war horse turned back to the river bank safely after its hooves were scraped.

(Holy shit! War horses can swim!) Li Mengxi was extremely surprised. He originally thought that Guan Yu would jump into the river and swim across to save people. Li Mengxi thought that war horses were landlubbers and would get cold when they enter the water. However, war horses can swim in the water.

Paddle the dog for a while...

Let's talk about Guan Yu. Guan Yu dragged the woman to the shallow water with great difficulty. The woman knelt down and begged for mercy, asking Guan Yu to return the child to him.

Guan Yu wanted to return the baby to the woman, but when he touched it, he thought it was wrong. Why didn't he hear the baby crying?

He opened the swaddling clothes a little and took a look. He saw a little baby with big eyes biting his fingers and squeaking. When he saw Guan Yu, the little baby giggled.

This smile put Guan Yu in a good mood.

He leaned over and carefully handed the swaddling clothes back to the woman.

Then, without saying a word, Guan Yu drove his horse away.

The woman who was rescued by Guan Yu was in shock, holding her child in her arms and coaxing her, and looked at Guan Yu's leaving figure with confused eyes.

On Liu Bei's side, the Yellow Turbans had been surrounded by the river. He could see some people escaping across the river. Seeing that the intimidation failed, Liu Bei ordered them to press forward and force the Yellow Turbans to surrender.

The rebels pressed forward, and the morale of the Yellow Turbans was shaken.

"Surrender or not!" the soldier in the front row shouted, holding his gun.

The Yellow Turbans in the front row had no intention of resisting anymore. The shields they held in their hands were shaking, and their eyes were full of fear. They stammered, "We are going to surrender. Do you want to kill us or not..."

"No killing!" the soldier in the front row of the rebel army blurted out. Then the soldier centurion suddenly thought about it. He held the gun with one hand, then took off his helmet with the other hand and slammed it on the ground. "We, the rebel army, will surrender if we don't kill."

, I guarantee this helmet!”

This centurion is a character. Among his centurions, there is an even more interesting person. One of them is used to flattering others, that is, whatever the centurion says, he always says it correctly.

Seeing the centurion smash his helmet on the ground, the flatterer's eyes moved and he also took off his helmet and threw it to the ground.

"Our rebel army will not kill prisoners, as evidenced by this helmet!"

At this moment, it seemed that the Centurion's team was aroused, and the soldiers dropped their helmets one after another.

The helmet hit the ground with a thud.

"Our rebel army will not kill prisoners, as evidenced by their helmets!"

"If you don't kill the captives, use your helmet as proof!"



Then, an extremely magical scene happened. When everyone in the Yellow Turban saw this scene, they all unanimously threw their swords, shields and spears forward.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Weapons were thrown to the ground with clatter.

Here, Liu Bei was still trying his best to persuade him to surrender, but he didn't see what was going on on the other side.

Li Mengxi looked around, completely witnessing the scene just now, and his eyes were shining. That centurion is a talent.

The encirclement was to the left, and the Yellow Turban Army abandoned their weapons in large numbers, and at a spreading speed, starting from the left and going to the right, the Yellow Turban Army dropped their weapons one after another.

Liu Bei, who was trying to persuade him to surrender, was surprised. The Yellow Turban suddenly handed over his weapons, which was too sudden.

Behind, all the yellow scarves on the river bank have returned. In the distance, a solitary woman is holding her baby clothes and standing on the bank with a confused expression. Guan Yu specially called for someone to come over and lead the woman to the women's and children's camp.

The war ended in one battle.

Afterwards, Li Mengxi and Liu Bei talked about what happened to the Centurion a moment ago.

Speaking of the centurion who threw his iron armor on the spot in order to win the trust of the Yellow Turban.

The other soldiers also threw their iron armors one after another. Unexpectedly, with this move, the Yellow Turbans abandoned their troops one after another.

After hearing this, Liu Bei was very interested and asked Li Mengxi where the centurion was.

Li Mengxi pointed to someone in the crowd.

Liu Bei looked at it for a long time, "Where?"

"That's right there." Li Mengxi moved his hands along with the person.

"……where?"

"Is it right there?" Li Mengxi continued to point.

Liu Bei still couldn't see it because the soldiers' armors were mostly the same and there was no difference.

As soon as there was a communication problem, Li Mengxi suddenly realized that something was wrong. When communicating on the battlefield, he should be able to quickly find the centurion... Where is the centurion's flag? Shouldn't every centurion have a flag?

When I thought about it, there was no team flag. The flag system had all the details taken into consideration.

However, the conditions in the army were limited. Apart from making camp flags for each battalion of the Craftsman Camp and the Medical Battalion, the Centurion Flag of the War Barracks was not made.

We have long expected that if the flag is unclear, there will be problems with command on the battlefield. Now it is a living example.

There was a crowd of people, all wearing armor, similar clothes, and helmets. It was impossible to identify who the centurion was among the crowd.

Maybe we can try to equip the centurion with special armor. For example, if the ordinary soldiers in the army have black and red armor, then the centurion can paint the armor silver so that it can be seen at a glance in the crowd.

After listening to this, Liu Bei thought for a moment and had other ideas, "How about this? We can use feathers and add a long feather to the centurion's helmet. Wouldn't this be as eye-catching as a flag?"

While he was talking, a soldier passed by. There was a pheasant feather on the top of his helmet.

There are all kinds of armaments in the army, and there are all kinds of armaments.

Li Mengxi realized that in addition to flags being able to command and gather people, it turned out that officers' armors and helmets also had the same function as flags.

What about using silver armor? Not only is the cost high, but it also complicates the armaments.

A centurion-level officer has a long quill on his helmet, which is enough to distinguish who is a centurion from the crowd at a glance.

good idea.

Thinking about it again, this method does not need to be invented at all. The Han Dynasty army knew how to use this method to enhance battlefield markings.

Didn't the soldier who just passed by just have a feather on his head?

Li Mengxi also remembered that it seemed that no matter what, in the later period, a spear point as long as a lightning rod would be erected on the helmet. This was probably also for the purpose of distinguishing it on the battlefield. Sometimes, there would also be a small small stick tied to the raised iron tag of the helmet.

flag, this is probably to further enhance the identification effect.

After all, pheasant feathers are rare, not strong enough, and easy to break, so they are not as easy and low-cost to make as iron pins.

Moreover, the pheasant feathers have a single style.

The iron sword can also have many styles. For ordinary soldiers, there is no point on the iron helmet, and a long sword can have a small point on the top of the helmet. For centurions, there can be a long sword on the top of the helmet with a flag.

In this way, in addition to the flag system, the military has a second system of obvious markings - the helmet decoration system.

I accidentally encountered the deficiencies in communication during the battle, and accidentally discussed the function of the feathers on the helmet with Liu Bei. This was just an interlude. I was originally looking for the person who broke the helmet.

"Hey, stop!" Li Mengxi shouted to the crowd on his horse, "The one who doesn't have an iron armor but holds an iron armor in his hand, come here!"
Chapter completed!
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