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Chapter 360 Zhang Fei Violates Military Orders
A group of Xianbei people chased after them, and someone shouted, "They're Han Chinese! Stop them!"

The Xianbei people discovered Ma Xiu and, seeing that he only numbered one hundred, quickly gave chase, completely disregarding Ma Xiu's hundred men.

The Xianbei cavalry swept in like a whirlwind, their deafening hoofbeats shattering the tranquility of the grassland.

Matthew gripped his spear tightly, his blood boiling, but reason forced him to suppress the urge to charge and fight the enemy.

Because he kept the emperor's instructions in mind, he knew that recklessness at this moment would only bring terrible consequences.

Before the troops were dispatched, Liu Xie repeatedly instructed that when the troops were outnumbered, they should only keep an eye on the enemy and never engage in battle lightly.

"withdraw!"

Matthew gave the order, his voice firm and decisive.

Although his soldiers were unwilling, they obeyed the order and quickly turned their horses around, galloping away.

Seeing this, the pursuing Xianbei people all wore smug smiles. They thought the Han people had given up and believed that this was a battle they could win easily.

"Chase! Don't let anyone go!"

A Xianbei chieftain brandished his long sword and roared.

The Xianbei cavalry followed closely behind Ma Xiu's troops like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, their shouts echoing across the grassland.

Ma Xiu led his troops at breakneck speed, the dust kicked up by their hooves filling the air. He would occasionally look back to observe the Xianbei people's movements, silently calculating the distance and time in his mind.

The Xianbei people's pursuit intensified, and more and more people joined the chase, gradually increasing from a few dozen to several hundred. They tried to encircle Ma Xiu and his group from different directions.

However, the advantage of warhorses made it difficult for the Xianbei to succeed. The Han army's cavalry selected tall and fine horses, and they were now uniformly equipped with horseshoes and double stirrups.

The more expansive the flat land, the more obvious the advantage of warhorses became. This group of Xianbei people almost caught up with Ma Xiu several times, but failed.

Young and impetuous, Ma Xiu was holding back his anger. He really wanted to have a good fight with these Xianbei people, but he was forbidden from fighting by orders. However, he could still provoke them appropriately while on horseback.

Matthew kept talking, sometimes laughing loudly, sometimes cursing loudly, and sometimes even deliberately slowing down and making a face.

Just when the Xianbei thought they were about to catch up with Ma Xiu, they suddenly realized something was wrong. Another wave of Han cavalry had appeared around them.

These cavalrymen appeared as if by divine intervention, numbering one hundred. After they appeared, they followed closely behind the Xianbei group without launching an attack.

If the Xianbei turned around and chased, they would run away; if the Xianbei did not turn around, they would stick to their backs like clinging tails.

After a while, the sound of hooves rang out from another direction, and soon another troop of cavalry appeared with lightning speed.

Leading the group was a military general in a dark green battle robe, with phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, and carrying a gleaming Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

The Xianbei people finally realized the problem, but the nightmare had only just begun.

The cavalry continued to appear, surging in from all directions and quickly forming an encirclement, trapping the Xianbei people inside.

The Xianbei people were terrified. The smug expressions on their faces vanished, replaced by horror and disbelief. They never imagined that the Han people would have such a clever plan.

"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap!" the Xianbei leader shouted.

But by then it was too late. The number of Han cavalrymen was increasing, pouring in continuously, their momentum like an insurmountable mountain.

Matthew stopped in his tracks, turned around to look at the surrounded Xianbei people, and a glint of vengeful fire flashed in his eyes.

"You guys have been chasing us the whole time, now it's our turn to take the lead."

"kill!"

Guan Yu raised his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, gave the order, and his voice resounded through the sky.

Upon hearing the order, the Han cavalry charged towards the Xianbei like tigers descending a mountain. In an instant, shouts of battle and the clashing of weapons mingled together, plunging the entire grassland into a bloody melee.

Although the Xianbei were brave, they gradually fell into a disadvantageous position under the encirclement and attack of the Han cavalry. Their ranks began to fall into disarray, the soldiers lost their command and fought independently. Meanwhile, the Han cavalry coordinated well, supporting each other and gradually shrinking the Xianbei's territory.

Guan Yu led the charge, wielding his long saber and charging left and right through the enemy ranks. Each swing of his Green Dragon Crescent Blade sent a spray of blood into the air. Inspired by him, his soldiers fought bravely and fearlessly.

Under the fierce attack of the Han cavalry, the Xianbei began to collapse. They tried to break out, but were ruthlessly blocked by the Han cavalry. On the battlefield, the corpses of the Xianbei lay scattered, and their blood stained the grassland red.

"Surrender and you will not be killed!" Matthew shouted.

Seeing that his soldiers were dwindling, the Xianbei leader knew that all was lost and helplessly threw down his weapon, choosing to surrender.

The battle ended in victory for the Han people, but of course, this was just a minor incident.

Next, battle after battle ensued. Several times in a row, Qianman's men were lured away and gradually devoured.

In every battle, the Xianbei people would initially have the advantage in numbers, but later they would find themselves surrounded by the Han people.

The reason is simple: the Han people were in groups of a hundred, which easily made the Xianbei people underestimate them and mistakenly believe that the Han people were too few in number and could be easily eaten.

But just when the Xianbei people thought they had victory in the bag, they discovered that it was a trap.

Qianman's tribe quickly suffered heavy casualties, and then Liu Xie led a large force to rush over.

After a fierce battle, Qianman was killed by Guan Yu with a single blow. Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining Xianbei people had no choice but to surrender.

Zhang Song and Meng Da were responsible for settling the prisoners, while Liu Xie continued to advance, as he needed to eliminate Budugen's forces as soon as possible.

Fazheng's method of casting a wide net meant that Budugen had no chance of escaping, and soon his tribe was discovered.

At first, upon discovering a group of Han Chinese cavalry, Budugen immediately ordered his men to pursue them. However, after waiting all night, not a single one returned. As dawn broke, Budugen became increasingly suspicious.

He urged everyone to hurry on their way, but just as the group crossed a dirt slope, a troop of cavalry appeared behind them.

This time, Zhao Yun was leading the team. Zhao Yun was always steady in his actions. Although he was highly skilled, he still maintained the composure that a great general should have.

Budugen quickly sent men to pursue them. Zhao Yun pretended to fight them for a while, killed a few Xianbei people, and then ordered a retreat.

The Xianbei people, just like before, launched a pursuit from behind.

However, just like before, this wave of pursuing Xianbei people never returned, not even one to send a message. The next day, Zhao Yun reappeared, still with a hundred men.

This is Fa Zheng's greatest strength: if any hundred-man squad suffers casualties, they can be immediately replaced by nearby reinforcements, ensuring that each squad always maintains a strength of one hundred men.

Just like students lining up, if one person is missing in the front row, someone is immediately replaced in the back.

Fa Zheng made this arrangement to create a false impression for the enemy and generate the greatest deterrent effect.

It seems that the Han cavalry never suffered any casualties, always maintaining a strength of one hundred men, while the enemy was constantly being eliminated and reduced in number. This would psychologically instill fear in the enemy, making them feel that the Han people were too terrifying.

Therefore, when Zhao Yun reappeared this time, Budugen dared not pursue him again.

The Xianbei stopped their pursuit, but Budugen soon regretted it, and Zhao Yun followed them at a leisurely pace.

Wherever they went, Zhao Yun went too. Moreover, the fact that the Xianbei people didn't take action didn't mean that Zhao Yun wouldn't take action either.

Zhao Yun's provocations were not like Ma Xiu's mere verbal sparring; they could actually kill someone.

Zhao Yun switched to a bow and arrow, and his arrows never missed. Moreover, he specialized in killing the important leaders of the Xianbei people, both big and small.

The jade lion was very intelligent and understood its master's intentions. Sometimes it would suddenly accelerate and quickly approach the enemy. After Zhao Yun finished shooting, it would quickly retreat a large distance.

The cavalry brought by Zhao Yun followed suit and began to practice archery on horseback. Before long, the Xianbei people suffered dozens of casualties.

Budugen roared in anger and personally led his men to catch up. Zhao Yun indeed turned around and quickly retreated.

After chasing for a while, Budugen couldn't catch up, but he hesitated again. He couldn't leave the main force behind, in case something else happened.

Budugen was still worried, so he turned back.

Zhao Yun followed like a ghost, and not long after, Zhang Fei also arrived.

Zhang Fei was different from Zhao Yun. Zhang Fei had a quick temper and dared to launch a direct charge with only a hundred men.

Some tried to dissuade him, saying, "General Zhang, we have too few soldiers, and His Majesty forbids us from charging."

Zhang Fei glared and shouted, "Now you are under my command. Don't you know that a general in the field may disobey orders? Those who are not afraid of death, follow me."

With no other option, everyone had to follow Zhang Fei and charge forward, and even Zhao Yun couldn't stop them in time.

Zhang Fei took the lead and charged straight into Budugen's ranks.

On the battlefield, dust billowed, obscuring the sky. Budugen's tens of thousands of troops resembled a black ocean, their banners filling the air, their momentum overwhelming.

Faced with this seemingly invincible enemy, Zhang Fei led a mere hundred cavalrymen, like a bolt of lightning, ready to tear through the darkness.

Zhang Fei's black steed, Wuzhui, moved like a black whirlwind, its neighing deafening the heavens. He wore heavy armor, held a ten-foot spear, and his eyes were wide open, like an angry Vajra.

His thick beard danced in the wind, adding to his imposing presence. Behind him, a hundred Han cavalrymen, each with a dashing bearing and resolute gaze, followed Zhang Fei closely, showing no fear.

"My lads, charge with me!"

Zhang Fei's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, as if it could pierce through the clouds and reach the highest heavens.

He spurred his horse's flanks fiercely, and the black steed charged forward like an arrow. The cavalry behind him shouted in unison, and the sound of hooves thundered down.

Seeing this small cavalry unit daring to charge forward from afar in the army formation, Budugen couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Are they here to die?"

He disliked people like Zhao Yun the most, who were always clinging to him. On the contrary, he thought people like Zhang Fei were the easiest to deal with, because he had an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.

However, his laughter was quickly frozen by Zhang Fei's ferocity.

Zhang Fei charged ahead, plunging into the enemy ranks, his eighteen-foot spear swung with ferocious force. Each swing brought with it a shower of blood and gore.

The Xianbei weapons shattered at the sight of his spear, and his soldiers fell like fragile stalks of wheat before him. His roars mingled with the screams of his enemies, creating a symphony of death.

An enemy general tried to block Zhang Fei's path, but Zhang Fei roared loudly, his voice like thunder. The general was so frightened that he fell from his horse and died before they could even exchange blows.

Zhang Fei's black horse galloped wildly through the enemy ranks, and wherever it went, the enemy scattered in disarray.

The Han cavalry behind him were also encouraged and fought just as well, closely following Zhang Fei and cooperating with each other.

Some cavalrymen used their lances to thrust and stab the enemy, while others brandished their longswords to hack and slash; every movement was filled with power and determination. Although they were few in number, their momentum was overwhelming, as if they possessed inexhaustible strength.

Zhang Fei charged ahead, as if entering an empty field. He had only one target: Budugen's central army banner.

In his heart, there was no fear, no retreat, only utter contempt for the enemy.

Budugen's army began to fall into disarray. They had initially thought it would be an easy battle, but they hadn't expected Zhang Fei and his hundred cavalrymen to be so brave and fearless. Fear spread among the enemy troops, and some soldiers began to retreat involuntarily.

"Don't retreat! Kill them!" Budugen roared, trying to regain his footing.

However, Zhang Fei's charge was too fierce, making it impossible for his orders to be effectively conveyed.

Zhang Fei charged left and right through the enemy ranks, leaving a trail of carnage in his wake. His body was splattered with the blood of his enemies, yet his movements showed no sign of slowing. On the contrary, the passion of battle made him even more ferocious, as if a god of war had descended to earth.

An enemy archer aimed at Zhang Fei and fired a stray arrow. Zhang Fei reacted swiftly, deflecting the arrow with his spear, and then, with a swift motion, slashed an enemy soldier beside him off his horse.

Inspired by Zhang Fei, the Han cavalry fought with increasing ferocity. Each one was worth a hundred, relentlessly charging the enemy's lines. Although some were wounded and others fell from their horses, their fighting spirit never waned.

A gap was gradually breached in Budugen's army, and Zhang Fei charged forward, leading his cavalry straight towards Budugen's central army.

Zhang Fei pushed forward like a bulldozer, killing people and horses in a frenzy. The Xianbei people were filled with cries of agony, and Budugen gradually felt the fear.

As he watched Zhang Fei approach, despair finally set in on his face.

"Stop them! Stop them!" he shouted hoarsely.

But the chaos among the Xianbei was only temporary; people kept coming to cover for them, and people kept blocking Zhang Fei's path.

(End of this chapter)