The Three Kingdoms: Home Travel

(I finally made it! I was so frustrated on my way home today. The car I was in stalled! I was so annoyed!)

Enraged, Zhang Yan rushed toward the east gate without regard for anything. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, instantly waking him from his feverish head.

"Stop!" Zhang Yan waved his hand, immediately halting the Yellow Turban Army's charge.

He carefully examined the strange area in front of the East Gate. It was full of potholes, some standing alone and others connected together. But what they had in common was that a large number of elite soldiers from Xuzhou were hidden there, probably more than a thousand.

Zhang Yan had initially underestimated Xuzhou, but after his lesson, he became extra cautious. He stopped his horse and pondered the situation, seemingly unable to understand the purpose of those things (trenches and bunkers).

Out of caution, he sent out several hundred Yellow Turbans to test the waters with a preliminary attack.

Just as the Yellow Turbans approached the outermost trench, a row of men suddenly stood up from inside the trench and began firing wildly with their crossbows.

The Yellow Turban Army was mostly equipped with offensive weapons, which was closely related to their fighting style of risking their lives. After a burst of indiscriminate fire, dozens of Yellow Turbans fell and hundreds more were wounded.

Zhang Yan frowned, ordering the Yellow Turbans to retreat while simultaneously deploying five hundred archers.

"Release!" Zhang Yan commanded.

Five hundred men firing a volley is neither a large nor a small number. Under normal circumstances, those elite soldiers from Xuzhou would have been in a panic. But now, they crouched down in the trenches, and most of the arrows missed their mark. Only a few unlucky ones were hit, but not fatally.

Zhang Yan suddenly realized that he had underestimated them, but a cold smile appeared on his lips. He thought that the previous battles were too easy and he could not show his true level.

As darkness approached, Zhang Yan considered retreating, but knowing that such a retreat would damage the morale of his Yellow Turban followers, he roared, feigning anger, "Chen Deng, you scoundrel! I, Zhang Zi'an, will kill you to vent my hatred! When the city falls tomorrow, if I capture you, I will tear you to pieces!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The Yellow Turban soldiers behind Zhang Yan all had red eyes. Just their killing intent and momentum made the people of Xuzhou tremble with fear. Jiang Zhe also frowned.

As expected of the Yellow Turbans... Jiang Zhe bit his lip, where blood was already seeping out.

"Let's go! Let these Xuzhou rats live one more day!" Zhang Yan spurred his horse with unparalleled style and led the Yellow Turbans into the military camp.

This led to a rather strange situation: the side that suffered heavy losses was in high spirits, while the side that gained a small advantage was utterly defeated.

Those elite soldiers from Xuzhou who had taken the heads of the Yellow Turban rebels all threw away those heads, for reasons unknown.

It's a bit of a pity... Jiang Zhe sighed as he thought about it. Looking at the soldiers around him who looked fearful, he sighed in his heart. If an army loses its morale, how far is it from a rabble?

After thinking it over, he burst into laughter, a laugh so loud that the soldiers in the trenches below could probably hear it.

Chen Deng, puzzled, immediately asked, "Why is the teacher laughing?"

Jiang Zhe said with a laugh, "A retreat is a retreat, why bother with all the fancy talk before leaving! If he fails to capture Xuzhou tomorrow, I wonder what he'll say then?"

Chen Deng opened his mouth, and a smile immediately appeared on his face. "Everyone values ​​face, and I'm afraid this Yellow Turban general is no exception! But I really want to see what he will say to us at this time tomorrow. Perhaps, 'I am not feeling well today, so I will leave your names here?'"

"Hahaha!" The others burst into laughter, and their momentum seemed to recover somewhat.

Jiang Zhe secretly applauded and gave Chen Deng a praising look, which immediately left Chen Deng bewildered.

"That scoundrel's tone is utterly vile!" Jiang Zhe exclaimed in feigned anger. "He won't be sleeping soundly tonight!"

"Oh?" Chen Deng's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to ask, "Does Teacher have another brilliant idea?"

Jiang Zhe beckoned with his finger and whispered a few words to Chen Deng, whose face lit up with joy, and he exclaimed repeatedly, "Brilliant plan, brilliant plan!"

"Then why aren't you going back!" Jiang Zhe glared.

Just as Chen Deng was about to go downstairs, he suddenly saw the servant he had sent out rushing over carrying a box. He immediately smiled and said, "Teacher, don't be in a hurry."

"kindness?"

Chen Deng took the box from the servant's arms, took out a brocade jacket from the box, glanced at Xiu'er, and said to Jiang Zhe, "Teacher, the weather is cold, and we are already like this, so what about you, Master's wife..."

Jiang Zhe then realized what was happening and quickly looked at Xiu'er. Seeing that Xiu'er seemed to be pale from the cold, his heart clenched, and he hurriedly took the clothes from Chen Deng's hand to put on Xiu'er.

"Husband!" Xiu'er stopped Jiang Zhe, saying solemnly, "Husband and the soldiers are all suffering from the cold, how can I be an exception? How unjust it is for you, husband!"

"You!" Jiang Zhe was a little angry for the first time, or rather, a little anxious, and said in a deep voice, "Fine, I'll make you put it on!"

Xiuer pouted and looked stubbornly at Jiang Zhe.

Chen Deng sighed inwardly, stepped forward, and said, "Master's wife, as the gatekeeper of the East Gate of Xuzhou, it is only right that my teacher shares weal and woe with the soldiers, and so do I, but Master's wife, you..."

"Exactly!" Jiang Zhe was anxious and impatient. Without saying a word, he draped his clothes over Xiu'er and whispered in her ear, "If you don't behave, I'll teach you a lesson when we get home!"

Upon hearing the word "lecture," Xiu'er blushed instantly, glaring at Jiang Zhe with a mixture of shame and anger. Seemingly realizing her mistake, she pouted and put on the clothes. Just as she finished buttoning them, she suddenly remembered something and turned to Chen Deng, saying, "Mr. Chen, these clothes…"

Knowing what Xiuer was about to say, Chen Deng immediately waved his hand and said, "It's not expensive, it's not expensive, only four...four hundred coins..."

Four hundred coins? Four hundred coins? You're kidding me! Jiang Zhe rolled his eyes, secretly furious. You can't even lie properly. How did I teach you... cough!

"Four hundred coins?" Xiu'er muttered, then looked at her clothes and immediately said, "It can't be like that. I can't accept these clothes..."

Jiang Zhe glared at Chen Deng, then gently pressed Xiu'er's hand and reassured her, "Don't worry, it'll be deducted from my monthly salary later. Hmm... it should be four strings of cash? Right?"

"Forty strings of cash..." Chen Deng nodded repeatedly with a bitter face, "The teacher is right..."

When Xiu'er heard Jiang Zhe's words and saw his worried eyes, her heart softened immediately. The main reason was that Jiang Zhe was still holding Xiu'er's hand tightly in front of everyone on the city wall.

"Husband, please let go..." Xiu'er whispered.

"So, are you going to wear it or not?" Jiang Zhe chuckled, teasing Xiu'er.

"You!" This wicked man! Xiu'er was secretly annoyed but also secretly relieved. She hadn't followed the wrong person after all. She said gracefully, "I will obey my husband, but these forty strings of cash must be returned to Mr. Chen in full..."

"That's right, that's right..." Jiang Zhe nodded repeatedly, but then turned around and gave Chen Deng a look that seemed to say, "You understand what I mean?"

Chen Deng found it somewhat amusing. Given his teacher's personality, if he were to actually hand over his monthly salary, he would probably have to come to the Chen family for lodging. His teacher was truly a remarkable person! He immediately felt a surge of joy and nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry!" Jiang Zhe looked at Xiu'er, who was dressed, and his mood immediately improved, as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart. He said calmly, "I will definitely make these Yellow Turbans retreat!"

"That's right! That's right!" Everyone praised, especially Chen Deng.

"The student took his leave first, to convey the teacher's brilliant plan to the soldiers."

"Oh, right!" Jiang Zhe suddenly remembered Fang Yue and said, "Fang Yue seems to be a talented strategist, so let's entrust this matter to him!"

"yes!"

"Husband..." Xiu'er stepped forward and stood beside Jiang Zhe, "Will the Yellow Turbans really retreat?"

"Don't you believe me?" Jiang Zhe smiled slightly. "Once I defeat the Yellow Turbans, I will marry Xiu'er!"

"Yes, I'll be waiting..."

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