Xu Hu nodded, walked over, and looked at the hundred-odd people in front of him with some confusion.
Their upright stances and sturdy builds clearly indicated they were elite soldiers, a rare sight within their Yellow Turban Army, in fact, extremely rare.
He quickly asked!
"Whose troops are you? I've never seen you before."
The crowd remained silent. Guan Yu, with a smile on his face, slowly stepped out from among them!
"General, we are Qu Shuai's soldiers."
Upon hearing this, Xu Hu frowned, his confusion deepening. He quickly asked!
"Impossible. I've seen almost all of Qu Shuai's soldiers. How is it that I've never seen any of you?"
After saying this, Xu Hu was already on guard. A group of unfamiliar soldiers appearing in a heavily guarded military camp meant even a fool would know something was amiss.
Seeing this, Guan Yu decided not to hide any longer; there was no need to hide now that they were here.
He subtly moved closer, a smile on his face, and said!
"General, we truly are Qu Shuai's soldiers. It's perfectly normal that you haven't seen us."
Xu Hu's face showed his vigilance, and he coldly shouted!
"What nonsense! I am a great general under Qu Shuai. How could I not have seen you? There's something wrong with you people!"
"Guards! Seize them!"
No sooner had he spoken than Guan Yu, who was standing in front, moved like a phantom, arriving before him with extreme speed.
Without any wasted words, the sharp blade in his hand cut through the air and plunged forward.
A thud sounded!
Xu Hu, standing in front, felt a sharp pain in his chest.
The sharp blade had already pierced his body, and blood gushed out.
His face contorted in pain, he tried to cry out.
Guan Yu, with a flick of his wrist, pulled the blade out, bringing forth blood, and with a cold glint in his eyes, he slid it across the man's neck.
Blood splattered again. Xu Hu's eyes were filled with pain and unwillingness as his consciousness slowly faded. His eyes closed, and he collapsed directly.
Blood from his neck erupted like a fountain.
It all happened within two or three breaths; the people around hadn't even reacted!
Guan Yu coldly commanded!
"Kill them!"
The hundred-odd soldiers, having received their orders, were already prepared and immediately charged forward to kill.
Blades constantly swung, cutting down the twenty-odd Yellow Turban soldiers in front of them.
Screams continuously rang out, and bodies were cut down one after another, blood flowing freely.
They had no power to resist, like cutting melons and vegetables, the twenty-odd people in front were slaughtered on the spot.
After dealing with the matter, Guan Yu wasted no words and coldly ordered!
"Pass on my command: everyone immediately set fire and begin burning the warehouse in front of us."
The hundred-odd men beside him quickly nodded, took out fire starters from their waists, and went to the granaries where the provisions were piled.
They piled up some flammable materials they had brought, ignited them, and threw them into the granaries.
Soon, flames erupted, slowly beginning to burn the surroundings.
The surrounding area was originally made up of wooden tents, and inside the warehouses were easily flammable provisions. As soon as they encountered fire, they would slowly ignite.
After a period of time, the flames began to slowly expand, sweeping towards the surrounding granaries.
Soon, the fire grew larger and larger, emitting thick smoke that spread to the surroundings.
Some Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the vicinity, seeing the flickering flames, showed panic on their faces and quickly gathered, heading towards the area.
After Guan Yu had handled the matter, he gathered the hundred-odd men around him, preparing to leave the vicinity of the granary.
Because the fire was growing larger and larger, getting too close could mean being engulfed.
They directly ran into the hundred-odd Yellow Turban who had gathered in front of them.
Seeing this, Guan Yu showed no fear or retreat, and he coldly shouted!
"Soldiers, kill them!"
After saying this, he led the charge, his great saber sweeping wildly through the crowd, cutting down the approaching Yellow Turban soldiers.
Blood splattered, and bodies fell one after another.
The hundred-odd men beside him were also very fierce; after all, being deep within enemy territory, showing any timidity could lead to instant death.
So, everyone had a do-or-die spirit, following Guan Yu to slaughter these Yellow Turban soldiers.
The two sides fought continuously, and soon the gathered Yellow Turban were routed, leaving only dozens to a hundred bodies lying outside the granary.
Guan Yu looked back at the flames behind him, which were now overwhelming, sweeping across the surroundings.
Most of the provisions were covered by the flames. Even if the Yellow Turban reacted, it would be difficult to put out the fire.
Having no intention of staying there, he immediately ordered everyone!
"Everyone follow me closely, setting fires and shouting loudly: 'Han Army is attacking the camp, provisions are burned, everyone run!'"
So, the hundred-odd men lit torches and began to rampage through the military camp, burning the surrounding tents, while continuously shouting loudly!
"Han Army is attacking the camp, provisions are burned, everyone run!"
Even when they encountered the Yellow Turban, Guan Yu and his men had no intention of fighting them. If they got entangled here, it would be easy for them to be surrounded in the army.
Anyway, they were wearing Yellow Turban soldiers' uniforms, and many people, unaware of the truth, thought they were their compatriots and had no intention of stopping them.
If they encountered some soldiers who didn't know their place, they would directly draw their swords and kill them. Anyway, the entire camp was in chaos, and it was impossible to gather troops to suppress them.
Especially the soldiers in the camp, hearing that the Han Army was attacking and the provisions were burned, trembled in fear, their eyes showing terror, and they began to flee in all directions.
It is important to know that a lack of provisions in the army is most likely to cause panic among soldiers, because without food, they would starve to death.
The entire military camp was already without any order, consisting of ordinary people. Seeing others flee, they also fled in panic.
Especially with the towering flames around them and the shouts in their ears, their hearts grew even more fearful, and they swept along with the crowd, fleeing in disarray.
Instantly, a camp collapse occurred, spreading like a tide to the surroundings.
It is important to know that a camp collapse in the army is terrifying; even elite soldiers can lose order and flee in disarray.
Not to mention these Yellow Turban soldiers, composed of ordinary people, who had no discipline whatsoever. They would only carry the crowd along in flight, subsequently affecting the entire army.
As more and more people fled in fear, many terrified Yellow Turban soldiers even began to wave their blades, cutting down their compatriots.
On the hillside east of the Yellow Turban Army's main camp, Liu Jin was watching this scene: flames soaring into the sky, and constant clamor.
Many soldiers, in groups, even began to flee in disarray from both sides of the military camp.
His eyes showed excitement; it seemed Guan Yu's burning of provisions and creation of chaos had succeeded.
Knowing the time had come, he couldn't miss it. If the Yellow Turban Army reacted, maintained order, and stabilized morale, the effect of charging in again would not be as good.
