The Three Kingdoms: My Wife is a Great and Good Teacher

"These are... the royal guards of the Xianbei royal court." Qiuliju frowned as he looked at the army wearing black armor and riding black monsters.

"These are the elite among the elite under Tan Shihuai's command. Why didn't they follow the army to the south?" Tadun was also very surprised as he looked at the army appearing in the distance.

"It proves that Tan Shihuai indeed expected that someone would take advantage of the situation and attack his lair." Liu Zhaoqing said after shaking off the blood from the sword wound and climbing onto his horse.

"We have nowhere to retreat now. There is only one way to go."

"That is to annihilate these defenders. Only then will you be qualified to challenge Tan Shihuai, and I can get what I want."

Liu Zhaoqing's calm words reached the ears of Qiu Liju and others.

After thinking for a moment, the Wuhuan generals all agreed that the most important thing now was to deal with these royal guards who suddenly appeared.

"Array up!"

Qiuliju raised his sword, and the generals around him immediately returned to the army in the rear and began to organize an attack.

Liu Zhaoqing, together with Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao, led 800 cavalrymen and headed towards the high slope on one side.

When the Xianbei royal guards came into contact with the Wuhuan army, Liu Zhaoqing still did not move.

It’s not that he didn’t want to help Qiu Liju, but he was waiting for the right opportunity.

Facing a battle involving tens of thousands of people, the eight hundred Yellow Turbans could not change anything in the front. What Liu Zhaoqing needed to do was to find the key to turn the tide of the battle.

After observing for a while, Liu Zhaoqing knew it.

"Destroy all those altars!"

At the command, Liu Zhaoqing led the cavalry and rushed towards a high platform in the distance together with Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao.

Liu Zhaoqing had seen the dark cave entrance more than once. It was one of the powers of the Holy Spirit.

Although it is not known whether these altars are directly connected to the cave entrances, as long as the altars are destroyed, the guards who appear in the cave entrances to support the battlefield will be restricted for at least a while.

In this way, Qiuliju could command the Wuhuan army to turn the tide of the war.

Each of the eight hundred Yellow Turban cavalrymen led by Liu Zhaoqing had a short yellow ribbon tied around his shoulder.

When these eight hundred cavalrymen rushed down from the high slope, the Xianbei royal guards did not pay much attention at all.

In their eyes, Liu Zhaoqing's cavalry of less than a thousand men were simply seeking their own death by charging forward like this.

Under the attack of the horse-slaying team and the large number of powerful warriors in the imperial guards, the eight hundred Yellow Turban cavalry would definitely be defeated in an instant.

Unexpectedly, these eight hundred Yellow Turban cavalry were like lightning from the wrath of heaven, and no one could stop them.

The general in white armor and white horse was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. With one thrust of his spear, he stabbed and chopped down a hundred men of the imperial guards who were holding horse-slaying swords and riding black tigers.

Another shot directly cut off and destroyed the two altars carrying hundreds of guards.

The other general in black armor and high ponytail was not like a god from heaven, and he could not split the grassland and defeat their line with one blow.

But when he swept the shining crescent halberd in his hand, more than 20 powerful Xianbei warriors were unable to block it and were directly thrown to the distant Wuhuan army and killed by the Wuhuan people.

These two divine generals had already surprised the Xianbei people, but the young general in a yellow cloak who was leading them made them even more frightened.

He was seen commanding the cavalry behind him to make a roundabout way in this chaotic battlefield and kill the superiors in the Royal Guards who were giving orders. This process took only half a minute and was extremely smooth without any delay.

Under the leadership of Liu Zhaoqing, the eight hundred Yellow Turban cavalry were like dragons in the water in this chaotic battlefield. They were not only flexible but also had clear goals and extremely powerful combat capabilities.

Liu Zhaoqing directly ordered Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun, two generals with extremely strong personal strength, to destroy the altars.

He led the cavalry to cover them while searching for the leader of the Royal Guards.

However, it is not known whether it was because Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao were too strong, or if the battlefield was too chaotic. Before Liu Zhaoqing found the leader of the Imperial Guard, Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao had already destroyed almost all the altars.

The only remaining highest altar was finally taken down by Zhang Zhao and his two companions. One of them wielded a spear and a halberd. As the two beams of white and purple light echoed with each other, the ten-story platform collapsed with a loud bang.

Liu Zhaoqing's strategy was also very successful. Although the collapse of the platform did not directly kill too many royal guards, his eight hundred Yellow Turban cavalry went straight to the heart of the enemy, causing the Xianbei elite to panic.

Qiu Liju was not a stupid general. He knew that the enemy's confusion was a great opportunity, so he directly ordered his troops to launch an offensive.

In just one hour, these at least 8,000 elite Xianbei troops were completely suppressed by the main force of the Wuhuan.

The remaining less than five thousand guards were forced to huddle together.

"You won't be killed if you surrender!" Tadun said to the remaining Xianbei guards who were surrounded.

The languages ​​of Wuhuan and Xianbei are not much different, so the Xianbei people can understand what he is saying.

"King Wuhuan, although the Chanyu had anticipated this, I didn't expect you to dare to collude with the Han people and take advantage of the Chanyu's march south to launch a surprise attack on the rear of our Xianbei?!"

There was a leader among the Xianbei imperial guards who angrily shouted at Qiuliju.

Qiu Liju said calmly: "The Xianbei Chanyu enslaved the Holy Spirit and wanted to destroy our Wuhuan. I will not wait for death."

"Holy Spirit? You Wuhuan people don't even know what the Holy Spirit is like."

"We will know later." Tadun snorted coldly.

"In the future?" The leader of the Xianbei guards sneered, "Do you really think you have control over the situation?"

"The Holy Spirit is the master of life and death. Death is just another beginning."

His words made Liu Zhaoqing and Qiu Liju realize a problem instantly.

There are dead soldiers all around...

"not good!"

Qiu Liju turned around and shouted, "Cut off the hands and feet of all the corpses!"

"late!"

"Since you want to pay homage to the Holy Spirit Ancestor, then let you ignorant people see how great the Holy Spirit Ancestor is!"

Suddenly, several Xianbei guards took out daggers and stabbed the beasts they were riding.

The beast howled in pain and dark blood flowed from its wounds. The dark blood fell onto the battlefield and all the blood merged together and soaked into the grass.

For a moment, the ground began to shake, and the soldiers were unable to stand steadily and were about to fall to the ground.

"The ground, there was an earthquake?!"

"There's something underground, something is coming out!"

At first everyone thought that something was coming out of the ground, but Liu Zhaoqing looked up at the sky.

"Not underground...it's in the sky."

A violent hurricane blew all the humans below at least ten meters away, and there were no more clouds in the sky.

A dark object so shocking that it could not be described in words appeared in the eyes of all the people who climbed up from the grass.

I couldn't see what it was at all, there was only darkness above my head.

But as the object swayed, it seemed that it had a pair of extremely broad wings.

And its wings are so wide that they can cover a thousand miles.

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The giant object above their heads was so shocking that all the people who were blown away by the huge wind field noticed the sky as soon as they struggled to get up.

Everyone was staring at the creature above their heads in a daze.

What kind of existence is this that has such a majestic body?

It doesn't seem like a creature that can exist in the world at all, but just showing its true form can make all living creatures on the grassland tremble.

It covered the sky and enveloped all the land beneath it under its wings, as if the earth would be swept up by the air waves it created as long as it flapped its wings slightly.

Such an existence is revered as the "Holy Spirit", and only such an existence can truly deserve this title.

"This is... Peng?"

A Yellow Turban rider who looked up at the sky murmured.

Although most of them, including Han people like Liu Zhaoqing, saw the "Holy Spirit" for the first time.

However, its body that blocks out the sun and its wings that are so wide that you can't see the end of them easily remind people of the rumor from the distant pre-Qin period.

There was a fish in the North Sea, whose name was Kun. Kun was so big that no one knew how many thousand miles it might be. It transformed into a bird, whose name was Peng.

I don't know how many thousands of miles long Peng's back is, and its wings are like clouds drooping from the sky.

Looking at the clouds and mist flowing down from the wings of the Peng bird in the sky like a waterfall, Liu Zhaoqing understood at this moment why the "Holy Spirit" had such power.

He can control all birds; with a flap of his wings, he can turn Youzhou's thousands of miles of border into endless yellow sand and desolation; just by falling from the sky, he can cause the earth to tremble and all living beings to kneel down.

Yes, only the mythical bird Peng can do this.

At this moment, all the Xianbei guards knelt on the ground and became the most devout believers, looking at the Peng bird with eyes filled with the bright look that only fanatics could have.

Their opponents, the Wuhuan army, which had already enjoyed an absolute advantage, fell into panic the moment the Peng bird appeared.

Some people bowed down and worshipped the Holy Spirit, some were so frightened by the shocking birth of the Peng Bird that they collapsed to the ground, and some even threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for forgiveness from the Holy Spirit.

Although the Wuhuan army was composed of the best men of the Wuhuan personally selected by Qiuli Ju, the "Ancestor of the Holy Spirit" had already penetrated into the hearts of the people of Wuhuan and Xianbei everywhere.

"Pass my order, all tribes take up arms again and prepare to massacre the Xianbei guards! Anyone who disobeys will be killed!" Qiuliju was the first Wuhuan to react.

He knew very well that he had to use ruthless means at this time to prevent his men from falling into panic.

Otherwise, once the army was in chaos, he would have no chance of winning.

After coming to their senses, Tadun and the other Wuhuan generals beside him all found the frightened horses, mounted them and began to integrate the panicked troops. Anyone who was still unconscious was executed on the spot.

This tough measure soon took effect, and the Wuhuan army began to regroup soon.

However, what Qiu Liju forgot, or had no way to deal with, was that the corpses on the battlefield were changing in a strange state.

The Peng bird in the sky flapped its wings once after it appeared and then did not make any further movements.

But on the cracked grassland, countless dark air rose from the grass, corpses, and coagulated blood.

Like curling smoke, it rose into the sky and sank into the body of the huge Peng bird.

And when these countless "smokes" connected with the body of the Peng bird, a huge movement began to appear on the earth.

This time it was not the ground cracking, nor the appearance of a giant beast, but the fallen corpse actually began to stand up again.

Regardless of whether they were originally Wuhuan or Xianbei, or even a few Yellow Turban riders who died in battle, all the dead warriors were covered by a layer of black mist under the influence of the Pitch-Black Line.

The mist turned into dark armor, covering them with battle clothes when they were reborn, and the dead horses became their mounts.

In this way, when one warrior after another who had been resting returned to the battlefield in this state, the attack and defense of the Xianbei and Wuhuan became easier.

The soldiers in the Wuhuan army kept retreating, and even the generals' scolding was useless.

Even Qiu Liju himself had a cold expression when he saw this scene, as if he had no way out.

"Father, we need to retreat!"

After seeing this scene, Tadun immediately came to Qiuliju's side and said, "These warriors are directly blessed by the Holy Spirit in heaven, and the dead produced by our fight with them will also be transformed by them. This is..."

“…This is a battle that has no chance of winning.”

Although Tadun, who was holding the reins tightly, didn't want to admit it, he now understood that he was afraid at this moment.

They only knew that the Holy Spirit could control birds, but they never thought that it could control life and death. Even Qiu Liju himself had only heard some rumors that the Holy Spirit could resurrect the dead.

Now that he actually saw it, he also understood that this was not a "blessing" at all, but clearly a curse.

"Father!"

Seeing that Qiuliju didn't say anything, Tadun shouted anxiously.

"We can't retreat." Qiu Liju shook his head.

"If we go back like this, only catastrophic disaster will be waiting for us."

The Wuhuan rebellion was already an established fact. If we retreated at this time, it would be difficult to organize an army of this size again.

In that case, when Tan Shihuai returns, the entire Wuhuan will surely be labeled as "traitors" and will be harvested even more wantonly.

Of course Tadun understood this logic, but was there any other option except retreating?

"But father, if we don't retreat now, we will still be facing a catastrophic disaster." Tadun looked at Qiuliju, and with a flicker in his eyes, he suddenly thought of a way.

"How about, father and we escape to Youzhou together? It just so happens that the Marquis of Changping..."

"Marquis of Changping?" Qiu Liju was suddenly stunned, his expression slightly excited.

"By the way, where is the Marquis of Changping?!"