Chapter 33: Capturing Han Zhong Alive
"Pengju, are you sure Han Zhong will retreat from here?" Qu Yi lay on the ground, poked Guo Hao and asked.
"Don't worry, you have seen Liu Xuande and his two brothers. We marched from the north and surrounded three of them, leaving only the south gate. Can a mere Han Zhong break out of the three of them? If he doesn't escape in this direction, where else can he go?" Guo Hao was extremely confident.
Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei each led an army to attack the east, west and north sides of Changsha City. Han Zhong could not resist at all. If Han Zhong was not a fool, he would definitely retreat.
After all, Changsha was not a place that military strategists must fight for. If it was lost, it was lost. He would not be punished if he took the troops back.
On the contrary, his Yellow Turban troops, which had experienced battles, were even stronger. After all, there was a big difference between seeing blood and not seeing blood.
There are many well-trained recruits who cannot beat the veterans who have been fighting on the battlefield. The reason for their loss is not their physical fitness, but their momentum and mentality.
Qu Yi and Xu Rong looked at each other, both secretly frightened.
Guo Hao's growth was somewhat beyond their expectations. In their opinion, Guo Hao's martial arts skills were a little lacking, but there was no problem in calling him a general.
Years of command experience in the game have made Guo Hao a qualified general. Although these experiences are mostly on paper, there is no doubt that Guo Hao has richer command and combat experience than ordinary people.
Even many players are not as good as Guo Hao. After all, Guo Hao is a guy who focuses on war games.
It’s just that Guo Hao can’t be as ruthless in [War Civilization] as he is in other games. In Red Alert, he can let tens of thousands of people die without batting an eyelid, but in [War Civilization], facing NPCs who are no different from players, he really can’t bring himself to do it.
Moreover, he knew better than other players that this game might be more than just a game, and a gamified alien world was not impossible.
After all, no one living in a peaceful era wants war to happen around them, but in the game everyone is a world-destroying devil.
Guo Hao, who was in ambush, finally caught his prey, and it was worth it that he waited for half a day.
"Here they come! Here they come!" The scout responsible for gathering information hurried back, shouting while galloping on his horse.
"Form a battle array immediately and prepare to meet the enemy."
After a while, a large group of Yellow Turbans appeared on the road four or five hundred meters away from the ambush point. Their faces were filled with panic, as if some ferocious beast was chasing them. There was also a large dark yellow , with a big Chinese character "Han" on it.
The person who came was Han Zhong who had abandoned the city and fled.
"Three hundred steps!"
"Two hundred steps!"
"One hundred steps!"
"Fifty steps!"
As the Yellow Turbans fled in panic, they were getting closer and closer to the ambush point. When they saw Guo Hao and others in ambush, it was too late.
"Shoot!"
“Swish, swish, swish…swish, swish, swish…”
Thousands of arrows flew up into the sky like locusts, covering the entire sky and heading straight for the terrified Yellow Turbans.
“Ahh… uh…”
At once, there were howls of pain everywhere. The Yellow Turbans had no shields or weapons, so their arrows were extremely effective.
Before the Yellow Turban Army could counterattack, Guo Hao's infantry had already dispersed to both sides, and the second wave of arrows followed.
“Swish, swish, swish…swish, swish, swish…”
“Ahh… uh…”
The overwhelming rain of arrows came one after another, knocking the Yellow Turbans off their horses.
Guo Hao only regretted that he had no more cavalry. Even with the chaotic situation of the Yellow Turbans on the opposite side, he still had the 200 Xiliang cavalry, and one charge would be enough to end the battle.
Unfortunately, most of them died on the way to Yuzhou, and the remaining dozens could only be used as personal guards. They were probably not strong enough to charge into the enemy's formation.
Although the speed of more than a thousand infantrymen is slow, they have no problem wiping out a group of chaotic Yellow Turban troops whose morale has hit rock bottom.
But just when Guo Hao thought the situation was settled and was about to go forward to fight, a small group of Yellow Turbans, led by Han Zhong, broke through the infantry's defense line and charged towards Guo Hao.
“Good job!”
Guo Hao rode his horse forward excitedly. He had never actually fought with a military general before.
"Brothers, follow me!" Guo Hao roared, and the Xuanbing Slash flew out and pointed directly at Han Zhong.
"Break!" Han Zhong didn't take Guo Hao seriously at all, and then he smashed Guo Hao's attacks with one knife.
The difference in combat power between the two was more than 20, and many of Guo Hao's attacks seemed weak in his eyes.
"Bang" Han Zhong's broadsword chopped hard on Guo Hao's crescent halberd.
Guo Hao's hands went numb and the weapon nearly slipped out of his hands, but he managed to push Han Zhong away with a backhand force.
"Hahaha, a third-rate general is no more than this!"
Guo Hao laughed loudly towards the sky. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he was certain that under the current popularity suppression, he could already fight against third-rate generals.
Guo Hao transferred the crescent halberd from his left hand to his right hand, waved his hand and made another Xuanbing Slash. While Han Zhong was returning to defense, he launched a storm-like attack with the crescent halberd.
Five moves, ten moves, fifteen moves, twenty moves, thirty moves. Guo Hao felt that Han Zhong's attacks were getting stronger and stronger. He couldn't even spare a hand to launch the Xuanbing Slash.
“Go away”
Han Zhong shouted loudly, and slashed diagonally with his broadsword along with the crescent halberd.
Guo Hao tried his best to retreat, but was hit hard by Han Zhong's broadsword. A huge wound appeared on Guo Hao's body, and then Guo Hao was knocked off his horse.
When Guo Hao fell from his horse, he vaguely saw Han Zhong facing Qu Yi and Xu Rong head-on.
"I'm still impulsive!"
Guo Hao, who was lying on the ground, was not lucky at all. He was trampled to death by Ranma and successfully contributed his virginity.
Guo Hao, who was resurrected in the big tent, looked at the system message.
"Congratulations, you have led your troops to victory in an ambush. Command +1, Wisdom +1"
"Fighting a life-and-death battle with a third-rate general, force value +1."
"Unlocked achievement, first death."
"First Death: The player's first life ends!"
"The achievement system is distributing rewards ... Force majeure has prevented... The rewards have been reduced by 10%... 20%... 90%. The rewards distribution has ended."
"Congratulations, you have been awarded the military skill Red Flame."
The battle is over and victory is expected.
However, the generous rewards made Guo Hao somewhat excited. It turned out that war was the fastest way to make progress in [War Civilization].
One battle was more useful than his training for more than a month.
Moreover, the losses of the troops were very small, with only dozens of infantrymen killed by Han Zhong. Except for more than 200 people on the Yellow Turban side who laid down their weapons and surrendered, the rest were all beheaded.
Han Zhong was captured alive by Qu Yi and Xu Rong, becoming Guo Hao's biggest gain in this battle.
A living Yellow Turban general who is afraid of death can do a lot of things.
