Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

But before Lu Bu could make a decision, Zhang Fei's voice came from afar.

"You traitor, don't retreat if you have the guts. Continue to fight your Grandpa Zhang to the death. Whoever takes a step back will have another father..."

At this moment, Lu Bu looked at Zhang Fei with eyes that wished he could skin him alive, eat his flesh and drink his blood. In a fit of excitement, he even had the idea of ​​fighting Zhang Fei to the death today.

Chen Gong, who had rushed over, looked at Lu Bu's expression, which was almost red, and anxiously called out his name.

"Fengxian, if you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. Retreat! It will be too late if we don't retreat now!"

Even though Lu Bu had unparalleled courage, his knuckles clenched white revealed a sense of powerlessness. He had endless resentment and anger in his heart. Facing the anxious Chen Gong, he was unable to vent a single word and asked word by word.

"Where to retreat?"

"The Han troops are approaching from the north. Retreat to the south. Do not continue to engage them, otherwise the entire army will be wiped out." Chen Gong said hurriedly.

"Hey, Grandpa Zhang is here. If you have the guts, you can turn back. I promise Grandpa Zhang will not run away this time. Let's fight for three hundred rounds..."

Zhang Fei's extremely noisy voice continued to reach Lu Bu's ears, provoking Lu Bu's reason.

"Retreat quickly, Fengxian, quickly..."

Chen Gong grabbed Lu Bu's shoulders and begged desperately.

"withdraw!!!"

"All troops, listen up! Retreat south!"

Lu Bu squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

But even though Lu Bu's order was quickly passed on, the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry and the elite cavalry formed by the Wei-Zhao coalition forces could not withdraw just like that.

Retreat is often the most dangerous.

Not to mention getting rid of the opponent, exposing your back to the enemy is extremely dangerous.

More importantly, as the rainstorm gradually subsided, the charging and riding and shooting skills that the Baima Yicong were good at became a nightmare that the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry and the Wei and Zhao Elite Cavalry could not escape.

If we say that the original Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry and Wei and Zhao Elite Cavalry could barely maintain themselves even in the face of the situation changed by the Bai Li soldiers.

But as soon as Lu Bu gave the order to retreat, the army was almost completely defeated.

As the retreat began, the Bingzhou Wolf Riders and the Wei and Zhao Elite Riders fell down one by one like wheat being cut. The wailing and screaming sounds made Lu Bu's heart bleed.

Several times, Lu Bu had the urge to turn back and fight to the death.

But Lu Bu knew very well that he could not look back. Once he looked back, the result would be the destruction of the entire army.

At this moment, not only Lu Bu's heart was bleeding. Zhang Liao, who was also from Bingzhou, watched the men of Bingzhou fall down one after another, his eyes almost red.

It should be noted that among these Bingzhou Wolf Riders who followed Lu Bu to fight all over the world, there were many fellow townsmen from Yanmen like Zhang Liao...

Zhang Liao, who had been injured in the battle with Zhang Fei, hung his left hand and spoke resolutely.

"Liao, please cover the king's retreat."

"Wenyuan, you..."

Lu Bu stared at Zhang Liao, whose face turned pale, with his eyes wide open. The words to stop him had already risen to his throat, but he couldn't utter them.

If there was no one to cover their retreat, it would not be impossible for the White Horse Volunteers to take advantage of the situation and chase them for dozens of miles.

But who will cover the rear and who can cover the rear? This is a problem.

If we go forward to cover them, it goes without saying what the outcome will be.

After hesitating for several breaths, Lu Bu slowly opened his mouth and spoke.

"Don't lose the face of the men of Bingzhou..." Zhang Liao was stunned. He didn't expect to hear this answer, so much so that he felt a little strange when looking at Lu Bu in front of him.

Zhang Liao responded with a bleak expression, turned his horse around and shouted.

"My fellow men of Bingzhou, follow me and cover our retreat!"

Immediately, Zhang Liao's cavalry, which numbered only about 800, were slightly startled, then turned their horses around and followed Zhang Liao upstream.

Zhang Liao, who was usually stern and taciturn, might have had the determination to die, but at this moment he was full of heroic spirit. He tore off his cloak and tied up his left arm, which was drooping after being stabbed by Zhang Fei. He held the Yellow Dragon Hook Scythe tightly in his right hand and shouted loudly.

"My men will follow me to die and cover the rear of the army. Are you afraid?"

"I am willing to live and die with the general!"

Eight hundred men from Bingzhou responded in unison.

"Fight! Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!!!"

Led by Zhang Liao who was in the lead, eight hundred elite soldiers followed closely behind, roaring loudly.

The first to greet them as they went upstream was a rain of arrows shot by the White Horse Guards.

Zhang Liao did not dodge at all. He swung the Yellow Dragon Hook Scythe in his hand to block and led 800 elite soldiers to charge straight through the rain of arrows.

Flowers of blood bloomed among these eight hundred elite soldiers, and cavalrymen who were hit in vital parts by arrows kept falling off their horses.

But more of them continued to move forward with arrows on their backs, braving the arrows and following closely behind Zhang Liao.

The next moment, Zhang Liao led his troops and charged into the White Horse Volunteers who were chasing them from behind, killing many cavalrymen on the spot and also halting the White Horse Volunteers' momentum.

Zhao Yun, who had been injured after a long battle, did not join the pursuit, and Tian Yu, who was commanding the White Horse Volunteers, was no match for Zhang Liao.

This made Zhang Liao, who was counterattacking, so fierce that he seemed unstoppable. With his yellow dragon hook sickle, he charged left and right, and forcibly stopped the momentum of most of the White Horse Volunteers.

Until all the elite soldiers following Zhang Liao were killed or wounded, Zhang Liao was almost exhausted, and another hidden arrow shot and killed the horse under Zhang Liao's crotch...

Zhang Liao, who was pinned to the ground by his warhorse and had no more strength left, looked up at the clear sky after the rain, ignoring the White Horse Volunteers surrounding him from all directions, and could not help but think of the vast Bingzhou grassland...

"I really want to continue galloping on the grassland..."

"Fengxian, I'll go first."

……

Just as Lu Bu was leading the remaining troops to flee southward in a panic, he was feeling lucky to have evacuated in time.

The gate of Chang'an was broken.

Under the joint attack of Ma Teng and Yang Ren's armies, the remnants of Dong Zhuo, who had been entrenched in Chang'an for many years and had long been unable to sustain themselves, were simply unable to resist the offensive.

With Guo Si's head being beheaded by Ma Chao and the gate of Chang'an being broken by Pang De, this also meant the fall of Chang'an and completely opened the road to Luoyang.

At this moment, Gu Wei was looking at Chang'an with its gates wide open, his heart filled with indescribable excitement.

Just when Ma Teng came to invite Gu Wei, the Han envoy, to enter Chang'an, Gu Wei bowed and said.

"Now the remnants of Dong's bandits are no longer a threat. We should not waste time fighting for a city or a place. We should march to Luoyang as soon as possible."

Ma Teng naturally understood the reason behind this, but he couldn't help feeling reluctant.

This is Chang'an, one of the largest cities in the Han Dynasty. The remnants of the Dong bandit gang have been entrenched here for many years and have plundered countless amounts of the people's wealth. How could Ma Teng, who has stayed in the barren land of Xiliang for a long time, resist this temptation?

If we take the opportunity to enter the city and plunder it, I wonder how much money we can put into our pockets. (End of this chapter)