Reborn as Liu Hong: Building a Divine Great Han Empire

Emperor Ling of Han was the last powerful emperor of the Han Dynasty, a figure who could have altered the course of history, yet he became the root cause of the empire's collapse.

Fate ha...

Chapter 808 Dian Wei, Invincible in Foot Combat

Inside the rebel camp, the rebel leader in charge of guarding the camp was horrified to see more than two thousand corpses lying beside the camp wall.

He had been worried that setting up camp on the main road would not be able to withstand the Han army's attack, but the same thing happened when he arrived on the mountain, which made him feel a little scared.

One of his men stepped forward and said, "Chief, if we continue like this, we'll be worn down by them sooner or later. In my opinion, we should charge down the mountain instead..."

"Bullshit! Are we supposed to just rush down there and die?"

Before his subordinate could finish speaking, the chieftain couldn't help but rebuke him.

Of the men he brought, only the five thousand archers were truly capable of fighting. About two thousand of them had just been shot dead, and the rest were civilians who had been captured to fill the ranks.

Expecting these people to rush out and confront the fully armed Han army is less satisfying than simply slitting their own throats.

"Then... then what should we do?" the subordinate asked in a trembling voice.

The chieftain thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Tell the brothers under your command that if the Han army continues to shoot arrows, then retreat and wait for them to capture the camp before charging forward again!"

"But... will this work? What if they break in...?"

The chieftain's eyes widened: "What else can we do? Are we just going to stand on the other side of the stockade wall and wait for them to kill us?"

Upon hearing this, the subordinate was at a loss for words and could only summon a messenger to relay the leader's order.

Whether it was because the subordinate didn't explain clearly or because the rebel soldiers had poor comprehension, in the end, all the rebel soldiers remembered when the order was passed on was the word "retreat".

On the other side, after resting for a while, Lü Bu and Dong Zhuo led three thousand Imperial Guard trainees, still in groups of ten, in a fan shape on the left and right, advancing up the mountain.

Dian Wei led 5,000 soldiers from various commanderies and kingdoms, and walked in the middle.

Soon, the eight thousand men advanced to within ninety paces of the rebel camp.

Because of the orders from their leader, the rebel soldiers guarding the stronghold retreated in fear when they saw the Han soldiers with bows and arrows approaching, lest they be shot to death by the Han soldiers.

Upon seeing this, Lü Bu and Dong Zhuo immediately led their men to continue advancing. For every step the Han army took forward, the rebel army retreated one step.

By the time the Han army approached the rebel camp, the rebels had retreated to a distance of ninety paces, completely surrendering the camp walls and gates to the Han army.

Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo were also taken aback; they hadn't expected things to progress so smoothly.

"Kill!!"

At the same time, Dian Wei, who was near the gate, roared and pushed open the gate, rushing in. The soldiers from the prefectures and kingdoms following behind Dian Wei also swarmed in.

"Brothers, charge!!"

Upon seeing the Han army charge into the camp, a minor leader roared and led his men to meet them.

"Release the arrows!!"

Upon seeing this, Lü Bu and Dong Zhuo immediately ordered the Imperial Guards, stationed along the stockade walls, to shoot and kill the rebel troops charging towards Dian Wei.

The Han army has now approached the stockade walls and is no longer at a disadvantage due to the feigned attack. The range of the trainees' large bows has been greatly increased.

As the arrows rained down, hundreds of rebel soldiers fell into pools of blood, causing the rebels following behind to pause in their tracks.

Dian Wei, who was at the forefront, ran while pulling out a small halberd and fixing his gaze on a squad leader who was directing the archers.

"Die, you thief!!"

With a roar, Dian Wei swung his halberd with all his might, sending it flying out at lightning speed and striking the opponent's head instantly.

With a loud "bang," the leader's head exploded instantly, and bright red blood mixed with white brain matter splattered onto the surrounding rebel soldiers.

The leader's horrific death terrified the rebels, who turned tail and fled.

Soon, Dian Wei led 5,000 troops from various commanderies and kingdoms to the front of the rebel army.

In an instant, the two sides clashed in close combat, and the sounds of battle shook the heavens.

Dian Wei, who was at the forefront, instantly transformed into a giant humanoid beast. With his two iron halberds, he hooked and slashed left and right, constantly devouring the lives of the rebel soldiers. Wherever he passed, there were only severed limbs and broken arms.

The soldiers from the commanderies and kingdoms following behind Dian Wei were greatly encouraged by their commander's bravery and charged forward fearlessly.

Although the equipment of these county and state soldiers was not as sophisticated as that of the Imperial Guard cadets, it was still much better than that of these rebels. As soon as they made contact, they routed the rebels.

At the same time, Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo led their Imperial Guard trainees into the camp and joined the battle.

In a battle using cold weapons, a single fierce general can change the outcome of a fight, let alone three.

Under the leadership of three unparalleled warriors, Dian Wei, Lü Bu, and Dong Zhuo, the Imperial Guard cadets and soldiers from various counties and kingdoms unleashed unimaginable fighting power, charging fearlessly against the rebel army.

One side had superior equipment and overwhelming momentum, while the other was on the defensive and its morale was low. The outcome was already obvious.

In the midst of the battle, Dian Wei, Lü Bu, and Dong Zhuo, caught up in the excitement of the fight, unknowingly began to secretly compete with each other.

Unfortunately, Lü Bu and Dong Zhuo were used to fighting on horseback, and this was their first time fighting on foot. As a result, their speed in killing enemies was much slower than Dian Wei's.

At this moment, a quarter of an hour had passed since the battle began, and the area was littered with the corpses of rebel soldiers, their blood staining the ground beneath their feet.

Dian Wei was covered in blood from head to toe, and even his eyes were shining with a bloodthirsty red light.

"Have mercy!"

One of the rebel soldiers, who was being watched by Dian Wei, couldn't help but feel his legs go weak and he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

Seeing this, the surrounding rebel soldiers also chose to surrender. Faced with Dian Wei, this god of war, they simply did not have the courage to resist.

Upon seeing this, the chieftain, who was hiding in the crowd, turned and ran towards the back of the camp, trying to escape. However, he was spotted by Dian Wei as soon as he moved.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

With a loud roar, a cold light flew from Dian Wei's hand, heading straight for the chieftain.

"Ah!!" A scream reached everyone's ears as a small halberd struck the chieftain squarely in the back of the heart.

"Tsk tsk, His Majesty once said that Old Dian was invincible in foot combat, but I didn't believe it. Today I've truly seen it for myself!"

Dong Zhuo, who was not far away, couldn't help but admire Dian Wei's impressive display of power.

Lu Bu also looked in this direction. Although he didn't speak, his eyes were full of approval.

Soon, the battlefield was cleaned up. After being identified by the prisoners, all the real rebel soldiers were beheaded, while the civilians who had been coerced were sent to the rear.

Two days later, the army arrived north of Wuhu City, where 100,000 rebel troops besieging Wuhu were attacking the city's four gates.

The original 20,000 troops from various counties and kingdoms defending the city now numbered only 13,000, and they were exhausted.

Upon seeing this, Lü Bu and his men immediately led three thousand Imperial Guard trainees and more than four thousand soldiers from various counties and kingdoms to launch an attack on the rebel army attacking the north gate from the rear, and successfully scattered them.

Upon entering the city, the defending soldiers were overjoyed; after holding out for so long, they had finally received reinforcements.