Chapter 485: Guan Yu and Zhang Fei
Chapter 485: Guan Yu and Zhang Fei
September 25, 2017
Jiuzhou, Weizhou, Ye City.
On top of the city wall, Lu Zhi, who had barely slept for several days, observed the movements in the massive Yellow Turban camp across the way.
At this moment, the sense of crisis brought about by their scholarly talent, reached an unprecedented height.
He knew that Zhang Jiao's grand action was about to take place today.
And at this moment, standing before Lu Zhi were three people: Lu Hai Kong, his old rival or, perhaps, defeated opponent; Ding Yuan; and Liu Bei and Dantai Mingjing.
"Master Lu, my second brother has sent news. Inside the Yellow Turban camp, an altar has been set up. It seems that the heretic, Zhang Jiao, intends to perform his Daoist rituals," Liu Bei said, holding the message that Guan Yu had just passed on from Dantai Mingjing.
If the Lu Zhi from the historical records heard these words, he would have scoffed at them. But the current Lu Zhi felt a sense of alarm, and even a hint of fear welled up within him.
In this world, Zhang Jiao was able to rally such a massive Yellow Turban force, not through mere deceit or trickery, but with genuine Daoist spells and a well-established religious system and faith.
In previous battles, Lu Zhi had witnessed the power of Daoist spells, some of which were insignificant, but others could indeed influence the course of battle.
At this moment, the Daoist spells, meticulously prepared and boldly executed by Zhang Jiao, would undoubtedly be earth-shattering.
Upon hearing Liu Bei's words, Lu Zhi and Ding Yuan fell silent, their silence heavy with pressure and a hint of despair.
"Master Lu, rest assured. My second and third brothers both possess the courage to stand against ten thousand men. With them there, perhaps they can stop that heretic from performing his rituals," Liu Bei added.
However, neither Ding Yuan nor Lu Zhi's expressions showed any signs of relief upon hearing Liu Bei's words.
Among hundreds of thousands of troops, only two people could possibly break through and disrupt the enemy's rituals in the midst of such a vast army—a claim they found hard to believe.
Ding Yuan scoffed and said with a sneer, "How audacious!"
As far as he knew, even Lu Bu might not be capable of such a claim they found hard to believe.
As far as he knew, even Lu Bu might not be able to achieve such a feat.
Just as Liu Bei was about to explain, a clear and piercing voice suddenly rang out!
"Heaven has died, the Yellow Heaven shall rise, the year of Jia Zi, great auspiciousness!"
Everyone was startled by these words, and before they could react, the sky gradually darkened. At the same time, on the city wall and below it, the areas stained with the blood of warriors began to glow with a blood-red light.
Lu Zhi and the others stared at the blood-red glow before their eyes, dumbfounded. They all knew that Zhang Jiao's actions would be earth-shattering, but they hadn't expected such a grand scene. Suddenly, the heavens changed color, a display of awe-inspiring power.
Under this spectacle, on the city wall, the soldiers who had fought tirelessly for three days and nights, their faith unwavering, were now stunned.
The sight of the changing heavens shattered their fighting spirit.
At this moment, they realized the magnitude of what they were up against. Many of them couldn't even grip their weapons tightly.
Doubts about their own fighting abilities began to surface. If Zhang Jiao appeared before them, he might not even need to say a word; with just a wave of his hand, these soldiers would immediately bow down at his feet.
Even these steadfast soldiers were affected, and within Ye City, the common folk witnessing this scene knelt down one after another, praying to the heavens for mercy. Some even tied yellow silk scarves around their heads as a sign of surrender.
In this era, this is the true power of Daoist Spells.
Its greatest strength does not lie in overturning mountains and seas or destroying heaven and earth, but in its influence on the human heart.
The first to realize this was Zhang Jiao, whose awe-inspiring power was noticed by Dantai Mingjing, who nudged Liu Bei and whispered something in his ear. Liu Bei then hurriedly said, "Master Lu, please send someone to control the commoners immediately and prevent riots! Please step forward and stabilize the morale of the officers and soldiers!"
Lu Zhi finally understood and nodded, then began to take action.
...
While Lu Zhi was busy preparing on his side, several hundred meters away from Zhang Jiao's main camp, near the altar...
Among the Yellow Turban soldiers, a burly man with a sparrow beak, tiger whiskers, leopard head, and round eyes stared at Zhang Jiao's altar.
With such iconic appearances, it was obvious that these two were none other than Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.
Following Dantai Mingjing's instructions, the two disguised themselves as Daoist Lords and infiltrated the Yellow Turban Army, waiting for an opportunity to assassinate Zhang Jiao.
"Big brother, what are we waiting for? Let's go! I'll skewer that demonic Daoist with my spear!" Zhang Fei urged Guan Yu.
In truth, this wasn't an ideal time to attack. They were too far from the altar, and there were at least tens of thousands of troops within the few hundred meters between them. If they charged forward and the enemy was prepared, it would be difficult to break through.
But this was the closest distance Zhang Fei and Guan Yu could get without exposing their identities.
In the 1619 book, there's no mistake!
Under these circumstances, the two had no choice.
Guan Yu nodded and they both launched their attack.
Logically, their distinctive appearances should have made them stand out, and no Outsider would fail to recognize them. However, before they took any real action, the people around them subconsciously ignored them until they made their move, only then did others take notice.
One wielding an Excellent-grade spear and the other an Excellent-grade guandao, they charged towards the altar to slay Zhang Jiao.
"Guan Yu and Zhang Fei? It's them! Stop them, quick!"
In the Three Kingdoms era, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were undoubtedly the most recognizable historical warriors. The Outsiders immediately recognized them.
Reacting swiftly, numerous warriors rushed forward, intending to halt their advance.
"Those who stand in my way shall die!"
Zhang Fei roared, and a wave of sound seemed to surge forth, causing the oncoming warriors to hesitate.
Guan Yu, without saying a word, charged forward with his guandao.
Clearing a path with brute force, they slashed anyone who stood in their way, cutting them in half with a single swing.
They couldn't be stopped, not at all.
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, the top-tier warriors, suddenly realized that among the Yellow Turban warriors, there was no one at that moment who could temporarily stop them. The only one who could possibly match one of them, Zhang Liang, was not present.
Those Outsider warriors, or those trained by Outsiders, had a Combat Strength of 80 at best. How could they possibly stand against Guan Yu and Zhang Fei?
Within minutes, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei savagely fought their way to the altar's edge, and the two brothers were about to leap up and slay Zhang Jiao.
At that moment, Zhang Jiao's eyes opened slightly, and a yellow glow rose from the altar, blocking the two brothers...
(End of Chapter)
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