Days had slipped away since Lin had been transported to the past, but he hadn't let a single moment go to waste. The first thing he did was to gather as much information as possible about the current political situation and the state of the rebellion, including the various rumors that circulated among the people.
In addition to learning about the politics of the time, he also took great pains to learn the proper etiquette and appropriate attire for this era. Every other moment he could spare, he spent training with Liu Bei's soldiers. Through this repetitive interaction, he gradually gained the trust of Liu Bei and his comrades.
"The rebellion has only just begun, and soon all the local warlords will attempt to consolidate their strength," Lin muttered to himself. "If I remember correctly, Liu Bei is still working independently with a militia that has not yet seen blood. I think it's best to keep a low profile until the capital announces the rebellion."
Just as Lin spoke these thoughts aloud to himself, there was a knock at his door. It was Liu Bei. Lin welcomed him into his room, and as soon as they were seated, Liu Bei let out a heavy sigh. "What's happened?" Lin asked. "It's the Yellow Turbans," Liu Bei replied. "I thought they were just a small bandit group operating near this village, but it turns out they're actually a rebellion group that wants to overthrow the Han dynasty."
"Looking back, they were certainly more organized than a mere bandit group," Liu Bei exclaimed. "May I know why you're telling me this?" Lin replied. Liu Bei looked Lin straight in the eye and said, "My friend from the city has asked for my help in suppressing a rebellion there. I'll be leaving in a few days, so I just want to confirm that you're ready to march into battle."
"If you change your mind about helping with the Yellow Turbans, I'm all right with it. After all, it's not just a bandit group, but rather a large organization with tens of thousands of members," Liu Bei added with a serious tone.
But Lin's resolve was unwavering. "I made a promise to you, Liu Bei, and I intend to keep it. I am ready to join you in the fight against the Yellow Turbans and do whatever it takes to restore peace and order to this land," he declared with conviction.
Liu Bei's eyes gleamed with appreciation as he clasped Lin's shoulder in gratitude. "Thank you, my friend. Your loyalty and courage are commendable. With you by my side, I have no doubt that we can overcome this challenge together."
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As the days passed, Lin immersed himself in rigorous training with Liu Bei's soldiers, honing his martial skills and strategizing for the upcoming battle. He studied the terrain of the city, analyzed the Yellow Turbans' tactics, and devised a plan to counter their rebellion. His sharp mind and quick thinking earned him the respect of the soldiers, and he was soon regarded as a trusted advisor to Liu Bei.
On the day before their departure, Liu Bei paid another visit to Lin, accompanied by his two famous brothers, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. Lin feigned ignorance of their identities as Liu Bei introduced them and explained his battle strategy. The four of them discussed their plan of action until late into the night.
The next day, they and a few willing militia began their journey to the city. After a few days, they arrived and were welcomed by Liu Bei's friend, Gongsun Zan, who threw a banquet to celebrate the occasion. The following day, Gongsun Zan's messenger informed them that an army of 5,000 was closing in and would arrive the next day
When the highly anticipated day arrived for Lin and his fellow warriors to march into the battlefield, their hearts were ablaze with determination and courage. Dressed in their heavy armor and wielding their gleaming swords, they stood tall and proud, ready to lead their troops with valor and skill. As they charged towards the heart of the yellow turbans' army, the battlefield was transformed into a cauldron of chaos and destruction.
Their plan of action was simple but daring: eliminate the enemy leader before they could inflict any major damage on Liu Bei's army. However, the odds were not in their favor. With a mere 1000 soldiers and militia combined, they were up against an army of approximately 6000 soldiers.
The battle was ferocious and merciless. All four of them stood in front of the battlefield, bracing themselves for the onslaught of enemy forces. Zhang Fei charged forward with unbridled fury, his fierce battle cries echoing across the battlefield. Guan Yu followed close behind, his massive weapon cleaving through enemy soldiers like a hot knife through butter. As they fought their way through the throngs of enemies, a path began to take shape before them. But the journey was far from over.
As Lin and Liu Bei pushed through the gap, Lin took the lead in charging towards the enemy leader. However, he was suddenly stopped in his tracks when an enemy soldier plunged a spear into his horse's neck, throwing him off its back. Despite the setback, Liu Bei seized the opportunity and delivered a fatal blow to the yellow turban leader. The sight of their fallen leader shattered the morale of the enemy soldiers, causing many of them to surrender or flee.
As Lin surveyed the countless bodies of fallen enemies and former allies, he couldn't help but wonder about the purpose of his being transported to this era. As a special ops soldier, he had seen the bodies of his enemies and allies before, but this time it felt different. He was consumed with a deep sense of unease and distress that he couldn't quite explain. As the sky turned pitch black and the battle came to an end, Lin and the others set out on their journey back with a hard-earned victory.