Surviving as Guan Yu in the Three Kingdoms

Even a rotten tuna is still tuna, and Zhang Yan, leading over 30,000 Yellow Turbans, is still a general after all…

When Zhang Yan appeared on horseback wearing shiny armor, the Yellow Turban troops also began to regroup.

And the general next to him shouted in a loud voice.

“Lord Zhang Yan, the grim reaper of Yu Province’s government troops, has taken the vanguard!”

At those words, everyone’s attention, including the Yellow Turbans fighting us at the front, focused on one place.

The sight of a general stepping forward majestically to the vanguard, along with a yellow flag with the large Chinese character for “Zhang” written on it, was unlike the Yellow Turbans.

Seeing this dignified appearance, those guys cheered so loudly that it was hard to believe they were the same ones who had been losing just moments ago.

“Lord Zhang Yan is with us!”
“Long live Lord Zhang Yan who defeated a hundred thousand government troops of Yu Province!”
“Heaven’s will is established, heaven’s fundament is yellow!! Heaven’s will is established, heaven’s fundament is yellow!”

The guys directly fighting us at the front started charging at our soldiers again, not sparing their bodies.

Even though our armor and weapons are of superior quality, and our soldiers’ capabilities are much higher, our allied forces, which have been fighting for quite a while, are also tired.

If this continues, there might be holes in the defensive formation our army has created.

“This is getting a bit dangerous…?”

Should our Liu Bei army also start sending out generals for a head-on battle?

No, no. With a 30-fold difference in troops, if we have another head-on battle here, we’ll end up being crushed by their momentum and die.

So to escape this situation, we’ll have to cut down the enemy general directly to lower their morale, just like Liu Bei achieved victory in the Battle of Daxing Mountain.

A wry laugh involuntarily escaped my mouth.

“Is this how it ends up? Messenger! Go to Lord Xuande right now and tell him that I, Guan Yunchang, will behead that beardless brat over there, and bring back his answer!”

Just as duels between generals or generals personally beheading other enemy generals are surprisingly rare in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, duels between generals are not really recommended.

It might be cool, but it’s too big of a gamble.

Still, if there’s no other way, I’ll have to step up without avoiding it.

The messenger heard my words and immediately left for where Liu Bei was.

“War is really difficult, so difficult.”

Meanwhile, as I was steeling myself to take the vanguard again, the Yellow Turbans suddenly started to retreat and clear the way.

Just a moment ago, they were trembling like wet rats as they tried to sneak away.

Now, seeing how dignified they are even as they pull back without showing any such signs, it seems Zhang Yan is planning to send out cavalry.

“Lord Deng Wu is leading the cavalry out himself!”
“Clear the way and fall back! Those guys will soon become meat paste!”
“Long live Lord Deng Wu!!”

Damn, no matter how much stronger our soldiers have become through drill training, against cavalry which are like the tanks of this era…

But what can we do, if we want to win, we have to endure with evil and guts.

“Anti-cavalry formation! Anti-cavalry formation! Block them with the posture you learned in training!”

Liu Bei behind also gave the same order as me.

“Anti-cavalry formation! We must block the cavalry!! Form a formation that can block cavalry!!! If not, we’ll all die!”

Thanks to being drilled until it seeped into their bones during drill training, the soldiers formed an anti-cavalry formation while trembling.

They all instantly took on the characteristic posture of kneeling on one knee to the ground, planting the back of their spears in the ground and raising them at a 45-degree angle.

It took only about a minute for each unit to receive Liu Bei’s order and get to this point.

It’s somewhat reassuring that everyone moves so well even in this difficult situation where cavalry will charge head-on.

The Liu Bei army commanders scattered around shouted in loud voices.

“If I get scared and break formation, not only those next to you, but an entire company will be wiped out!”
“Don’t close your eyes, keep them wide open! If you just keep your wits about you, you’ll live!”

The soldiers, including me, waited as ordered until the enemy cavalry charged in.

“The enemy cavalry is coming from over there!”

Dozens of enemy cavalry, including Deng Wu, came charging in, kicking up dust.

With each sound of horse hooves, clomp, clomp, cold sweat ran down the foreheads of the soldiers next to me.

Especially Uncle Hoduk, who got along well with me and followed me, was trembling like an electric massager.

As the distance closed to what felt like 20 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters in my perception.

Liu Bei’s voice was heard from behind.

“Everyone hold your long spears tight! If you let go, you die! Axemen, when we tie up their ankles, all rush out at once and chop down the guys on horseback first!”

And soon after, the enemy cavalry led by Deng Wu clashed with our spearmen.

Because the spearmen had formed a proper defensive formation, there was no catastrophe like the formation being broken by the cavalry.

Rather, the cavalry who recklessly threw themselves into the thicket of long spears died, while we suffered far fewer casualties than them.

It’s a situation where anyone can see it’s advantageous, with infantry having a good exchange ratio against cavalry…

“The formation has cracked.”

If the Yellow Turbans push in with their numbers in this state, the formation might break.

As I was worrying, this time I heard the sound of horses running from my side.

Looking that way, I saw Zhang Fei riding on top.

“Deng Wu or whatever your name is, offer up your head!”

Certainly, striking at this timing is the best option, but isn’t that too reckless?

We’re not cornered to the point where Zhang Fei alone needs to go into the enemy general’s unit and bring back his head.

It’s not something a general commanding over 100 soldiers like me should do.

No, looking closely, Zhang Fei’s subordinate soldiers were following, but they just couldn’t keep up with the rampaging Zhang Fei.

Still, in conclusion, it’s ‘charging in alone’, right?

The general who looked like Deng Wu pointed his spear at Zhang Fei.

“Stab that brown wench to death first! Our soldiers will send her to the underworld with thick, heavy spears!”

Deng Wu’s cavalry tried their best to thrust their spears, but they were no match for Zhang Fei fighting with her Snake Halberd on horseback.

Every time Zhang Fei swung her Snake Halberd widely, one of Deng Wu’s cavalry died, and sometimes two or three were cut down in a single exchange.

At this monstrous performance, even the Yellow Turban soldiers more than a hundred meters away from Zhang Fei trembled and stepped back.

This place had become Zhang Fei’s solo stage, no matter what anyone said.

Zhang Fei, intoxicated by the atmosphere, spun her Snake Halberd above her head and pointed at Deng Wu, saying:

“I, Zhang Yide, will come to cut off that worthless head of yours. From now on, wash your neck and wait!”

Saying this, Zhang Fei rushed forward recklessly, not waiting for her subordinate soldiers who were following with all their might.

All the Yellow Turbans blocking her way became corpses that had been alive just moments ago.

This is clearly not the world of a Dynasty Warriors game, but the combination of Zhang Fei’s spear skills and her rampaging alone gives the feeling of watching some kind of game.

But I can’t even imagine how strong Lü Bu is, who’s considered an even more monstrous monster than Zhang Fei.

As I was briefly lost in thought while giving orders to the soldiers, Zhang Fei had already approached near Deng Wu.

Deng Wu himself thrust his spear at Zhang Fei, but she dodged it leisurely.

“Are you a man? You’re trembling too much to be useful.”

Deng Wu’s face turned bright red and he tried to swing his spear to kill Zhang Fei, but.

“……”

Deng Wu had already become a ghost without a head by Zhang Fei’s hand.

Then she raised her Snake Halberd high and shouted.

“Zhang Yide, general of Lord Liu Xuande, descendant of Liu Sheng, Prince Jing of Zhongshan, has beheaded Deng Wu, the general of the rebel Yellow Turbans! Only those who want to die, stand before me!”

I want to praise her for achieving merit, but is it really okay to act so boldly?

Strictly speaking, it’s not a violation of military orders since she struck back after the enemy hit our anti-cavalry formation, but it must be very dangerous.

Whether I think that or not, perhaps because the Yellow Turban general was taken out in one stroke by a woman?

Some of the Yellow Turbans even turned their backs and ran away trembling.

“It’s a female ghost! An Asura!”

No matter how much of a female ghost, could there be a ghost as cute as Zhang Fei?

At most, it would be as terrifying as Zhang Fei.

The Yellow Turbans were trembling even though their numbers were 30 times greater, and now they looked so deflated as if they were about to raise a white flag.

Then, as if to immediately take Deng Wu’s place, a flag with the Chinese character for “Zhang” written on it rushed forward.

Seeing a mounted general rushing out at the same time, that must be Zhang Yan?

“I, Zhang Yan, will face you! You evil dogs of the Han Dynasty!”

As if to prove before me that he wasn’t leading an army of over 30,000 Yellow Turbans for nothing, Zhang Yan rampaged wildly.

“Die!”

Zhang Yan, riding his horse and moving nimbly, killed our soldiers in the allied formation that had become slightly disordered due to Deng Wu’s charge.

And at that moment, the messenger I had sent to Liu Bei returned.

“There was an order to do as Dun Zhang Guan wishes.”
“Understood.”

After confirming the order, I commanded the soldiers.

“I’m going to behead Zhang Yan who’s showing off over there. My subordinate soldiers, follow me.”

I also rode a horse and moved with the soldiers, just like Zhang Fei.

However, I didn’t charge alone like Zhang Fei had done.

No matter how much I’m Guan Yu, the strongest general in the Three Kingdoms, without soldiers moving together, I’d end up being useless in the end.

The Yellow Turbans blocked my way, but they weren’t much of a hindrance.

Without exaggeration, every time I swung the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, they were cut in half and died, as if sweeping away dust with a broom.

Advancing slowly like that, I soon reached where Zhang Yan was.

As soon as Zhang Yan saw me, he tried to turn his back and run away.

I understand, if that guy, the commander-in-chief, dies, this battle will end in their defeat.

But that doesn’t mean I intend to let him escape.

“Stop right there!”

Spurring my horse, I quickly chased after the fleeing guy.

When the distance was close enough, I raised my crescent blade and cut off his head.

“I, Guan Yunchang, following the order of my lord Liu Xuande, have beheaded Zhang Yan of the Yellow Turbans who was disturbing Yu Province.”

With those words, Han government troops, seemingly led by Zhu Jing, appeared on both sides of the gorge.

From above the gorge, they rolled down arrows and rocks towards the Yellow Turbans.

The Yellow Turbans, dying from being crushed by rocks or hit by arrows, realized there was no hope left and started to turn their backs and run away.

“Chase them! Don’t let even one escape!”

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, these guys are portrayed as pitiful, but despite having been in the same position of being exploited along with other civilians…

They’re trash who didn’t hesitate to loot and rape other civilians just because they became strong by banding together.

So they’re a group of serious criminals not worth keeping alive, no, with a bit of exaggeration, a group of death row inmates for whom execution would not be enough…

“Become the foundation for Lord Liu Xuande to make his name known throughout the world!”