Chapter 70: Night Raid on the Yellow Turbans The night was as dark as ink, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and the land of Guangzong was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere. The cold wind quietly passed through the gaps in the tent, making a slight and sharp whistle, as if it was the prelude to war. Huangfu Song stood in front of the tent, his eyes deep and firm, like two sharp arrows piercing the darkness, staring at the looming camp of the Yellow Turban Army in the distance. After a whole day of rest, the government troops' physical strength and morale have basically recovered. The Yellow Turban Army camp where Zhang Liang was located was peaceful at this time, with flickering lights from time to time. It was late at night and there was no sound. The loosely organized Yellow Turban Army had no idea of setting up sentries far away. Huangfu Song led the government troops, with men holding their tongues and horses wrapping their hooves, and quietly approached the Yellow Turban Army's camp, but still remained undiscovered. As several flaming arrows streaked across the dark night like meteors, countless officers and soldiers issued deafening shouts and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army's camp like surging waves. In an instant, shouts and screams broke the silence of the night, and the Han army poured into the Yellow Turban Army's camp from all directions.
Zhang Liangjun was suddenly awakened from his sleep and tried to pick up weapons to resist in panic, but it was too late. The five schools of the Northern Army and the Sanhe Iron Cavalry rushed to the front like tigers descending from the mountains, waving their weapons wantonly, burning and killing everywhere, leaving corpses everywhere they passed. Countless torches were thrown towards the camp, and the raging fire spread instantly, lighting up half the sky. Under their leadership, the officers and soldiers were in high spirits and were unstoppable, attacking like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. The Yellow Turban Army was caught off guard by this sudden attack. They heard shouts of killing everywhere and realized that they had been surrounded by the Han army. In panic, they blew up their camp. In the central army tent, Zhang Liang was awakened and opened the tent door. Looking at the Yellow Turban soldiers fleeing in all directions, his heart felt as if it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and he instantly sank to the bottom of the valley. Oops! It was thought that the officers and soldiers had suffered heavy losses before and would certainly not dare to fight again in a short period of time, but Huangfu Song did the opposite and launched a surprise night attack. The soldiers were in chaos, and even if he activated his talents, he was unable to change the situation. Before his death, Zhang Jue stimulated his talent twice and passed on his own talent to him. But such a terrifying power has a huge cost to use, so he will not use it unless it is absolutely necessary. Zhang Liang quickly organized the surrounding Yellow Turban warriors and prepared to withdraw to Guangzong City first. He knew that only by relying on the solid defense of the city walls could the Yellow Turban Army have a chance of winning. The flames of war were blazing in the camp, lighting up the night sky of Guangzong, and the sun was slowly rising. The shouts of killing, the clash of weapons, and the groans of the wounded resounded through the sky. Huangfu Song had a stern look on his face and was not moved by the chaotic situation before him. Standing on the towering nest car, he saw with sharp eyes that the Yellow Turban Army's center was retreating hastily towards Guangzong City. He calmly commanded the siege troops that had been prepared on one side, and then charged towards Guangzong City. Countless Yellow Turban troops, like a flock of sheep being driven, scrambled to flee into the city, including Zhang Liang.
The Yellow Turban Army guarding the city wall was completely at a loss because of this sudden situation. He had no idea what was going on and naturally did not dare to close the city gate rashly. Although Zhang Liang knew that he should close the city gate immediately, he could not bear to give the order to close the city gate when he saw so many panicked Yellow Turban soldiers behind him. Huangfu Song did not give him the chance to hesitate again. The officers and soldiers' elite cavalry followed the fleeing soldiers and quickly charged into the city. Tian Ze once again led the charge, with Dian Wei, Pang De and a thousand cavalry guards following behind him. He knew very well that he would win this battle. If he could get Zhang Liang's head, he would have made a great contribution, which would be of vital importance to his subsequent plans. The purpose of making little contribution in the battle against the Yellow Turbans was to avoid attracting the vigilance and attention of the imperial court due to one's own strength, but the merit of killing the leader of the bandits could be taken. With the "mini map", Tian Ze could clearly perceive the movements of the group of Yellow Turban bandits entering the city. Apart from some people who were running around like headless flies, he immediately discovered a well-organized and relatively concentrated team rushing towards a residential area in the west city. Tian Ze led his elite cavalry to attack without hesitation. At this time, Zhang Liang had already activated his talent, and the strength of the Yellow Turban Army in the city was greatly improved again. But by this time, the officers and soldiers had already rushed into the city. Although the Yellow Turbans managed to organize a defense in a hurry, they were still at a disadvantage. Moreover, facing the well-equipped and well-trained elite cavalry of the Han army, the Yellow Turban Army, with its overall low quality, was simply unable to resist. A thousand elite cavalry led by Tian Ze, with Dian Wei and Pang De as the spearhead, broke through the Yellow Turban Army's defense line with unstoppable force and chased after the unusual small group of troops. Tian Ze looked carefully and saw nearly five hundred burly and resolute Yellow Turban warriors standing in front of him. As expected, Zhang Liang was there. He launched the charge without hesitation. Dian Wei, who had been impatient for a long time, jumped off his horse, tightly grasped the heavy halberd with both hands, and entered the unparalleled mode as if possessed by the god of war. The seemingly powerful Yellow Turban warriors were like paper in his hands, and fell down with one blow of the halberd. Under the influence of Pang De's "death will" talent, the combat effectiveness of Tian Ze's personal guards also skyrocketed. Relying on the advantages in troops and equipment, after some effort, they successfully defeated the Yellow Turban strongman in front of them. When Tian Ze saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart. What a great source of soldiers! These Yellow Turban warriors are all gifted, and their personal qualities are no less than those of his own carefully trained guards. What a pity. In an instant, a somewhat crazy idea suddenly arose in Tian Ze's mind, and it kept lingering in his mind and could not be shaken off. perhaps…… When they arrived at the courtyard where Zhang Liang was, Tian Ze ordered Pang De to lead his personal guards to surround the place, clear out the Yellow Turban bandits who were resisting stubbornly around, and forbid anyone to approach, including the Han army. He strode in alone with Dian Wei. In the dilapidated room, there was a bed, a coffin and a table. A resolute-looking young man was guarding the bed, on which lay Zhang Liang, whose face was as pale as paper. Tian Ze understood instantly that after activating their talents on such a large scale, Zhang Liang, like Zhang Jue, would not live long.
As soon as he activated the Qi-gazing technique, looking at the countless luck, incense, and resentment lingering around Zhang Liang, Tian Ze sighed slightly in his heart. Sure enough, the path of faith is not the right way and the incense is poisonous. Looking at the young man holding a long knife with an angry and determined look on his face, Tian Ze reached out and held down Dian Wei who was ready to take action. "Don't be nervous, I want to talk to you." "You running dog of the government! Go to hell!" Zhang Niujiao ignored Tian Ze's words, shouted angrily, and killed him with a long sword in hand. Dian Wei reacted extremely quickly. He swung the halberd in his hand and knocked the long sword in his hand away. The terrifying force directly broke Zhang Niujiao's tiger's mouth, and blood splattered everywhere. "Bullhorn, stop it." Looking at Zhang Niu Jiao who fell to the ground but still wanted to rush forward again and fight desperately, Zhang Liang spoke weakly. Then he slowly sat up from the bed, looked at Tian Ze with a sharp gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, what do you want to talk about?" (End of this chapter)