"Ugh, these annoying Yellow Turban Army are really troublesome. Although their strength is not that great, they can't handle the large number of people."
Zhang Fei muttered that he didn't know how many times he had repeated his complaints, but there was nothing he could do. Facing those attacks that were small in number but extremely frequent, and because they could mix with ordinary people, he really had nothing to do.
There was no way, at this time the area where the three-man regiment of Jiqing and the 500 Spartan reserve regiments they led were walking was the area plowed by Li Shushi, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang when they went south. Not only did this Yellow Turban Army group go south.
Many local tycoons were eradicated, and with the deepening of the policy of "fighting local tyrants and dividing land" established by Li Shushi, more and more people who had lost their land gained valuable farmland, and these people immediately became the most determined members of the Yellow Turban Army.
supporters.
It may not be possible for this kind of family to make a revolution with the Yellow Turban Army as a whole, but it is still possible to provide one or two surplus young men to join the Yellow Turban Army. The rest will become the reservists of the Yellow Turban Army. Of course, they are all only
The kind who can do farm work and do not receive military training. However, they will still fight tooth and nail to protect their land.
Therefore, Liu Bei's troops, under the banner of official troops, tragically became the "returning regiment" in the eyes of many people.
And because Li Shushi had been baptized by the revolutionary movies of the Chinese Dynasty and knew how powerful the Homecoming Corps was, many of the eliminated weapons were distributed to the people who were transferred to the Yellow Turban Army in the form of barter. So although a single
The strength of the common people is not in the eyes of Mr. Zhang, but the accumulated damage is also very considerable.
Of course, what makes Liu Bei most helpless is not these attacks, but the lack of places for the troops to rest and supply. Because the troops under Liu Bei are just some rural warriors he recruited and athletes from the original Zhang Fei. Although they have received some supplements,
It's only a number of five hundred. In peacetime, the escort strength of some large business groups far exceeds this number. Therefore, the powerful people who keep behind closed doors regard them as the Yellow Turban Army in disguise, and the villagers because of the power of their officers and soldiers.
Because of his identity, he always encounters obstacles.
"Hey...I thought that I, Liu Xuande, studied under Master Lu and was determined to serve as a pastor for the Han Dynasty and benefit the people. But what I have seen and heard recently is that the people everywhere I go are alienated. Even if the Han Dynasty can defeat the demon of Taiping Road, what will happen in the future?
Rule the people from all over the world."
Seeing another of his subordinates who had followed him from Zhuo County die in an abandoned village because the well water in the village was poisonous, Liu Bei's originally arrogant heart was severely hit.
"Eunuchs are rampant, and famous families act for the benefit of their families. Most of the officials are people who sell their official positions and win titles, so they are crazy about making money. It's a pity that the Yellow Turban Army is just a group of Taoist priests who pretend to be gods, otherwise the Han Dynasty would have been divided from within by now."
Zhang Fei cremated the corpses of his comrades who died in the battle and collected the ashes with a depressed expression. Hearing Liu Bei's words, he also took up the conversation with some indignation. But although he was very dissatisfied, the third master knew in his heart that they would not change anything.
No.
"So, I, Liu Bei, swear that as long as I can be an official, I will benefit the people. Although I, Liu Bei, can't change anything, I can at least prevent the people under my rule from being harassed and persecuted by those dirty officials.
"
Liu Bei, who was still a little depressed at first, listened to Zhang Fei's words and looked at Pao Ze next to him. Finally, he recalled all the things he had experienced from Jizhou to Yuzhou, especially the hostile looks from the people. The young Liu Bei seemed to have realized something. He thought about it.
express most firmly
His emotions and tone of voice told his belief, a belief that he never regretted even when he grew old, matured and became extremely dark. Just like what his good friend Cao Cao once said in a letter to his son.
, "Thinking about what I have done now, I have no regrets today."
"Brother, you are not the only one who has such thoughts. My third brother and I are also included."
Pan Gong, who returned from going to explore the road ahead, was quite excited when he heard Liu Bei's oath. After observing during this period, he felt more and more that his sworn brother was not a simple man. Although he didn't talk much on weekdays, he
is an ambitious person, and because of many
With the experience of living at the bottom of the class for many years, he has his own unique insights into the analysis of human nature. Even though there are still some young people who are frivolous and frivolous, it cannot be denied that he has great potential. More importantly, Pan, who is also from the bottom of the class,
Gong and he have a common language.
Therefore, Pan Gong really hopes that he and this eldest brother can jointly create an era that belongs to them, so that they, the originally inconspicuous little people, can leave their own names in history, even if they are in an inconspicuous position.
.
Zhang Fei didn't speak this time, he just gave Liu Bei a look of affirmation and trust, saying nothing.
"Brother, according to the information I have found, we have now arrived at the boundary of Yingchuan County. We only need to walk a short distance to the west to reach Changshe. However, it is said that Changshe City has been surrounded by the Yellow Turban Legion. We
I’m afraid I need to think of something.”
After some emotion, Pan Gong reported the results of his investigation to Liu Bei. Among the three brothers Liu, Pan and Zhang, Zhang Fei, who is knowledgeable and has read a lot, is probably the first. But in terms of social experience, Pan Gong
Definitely stronger than his two brothers. Therefore, tasks such as gathering information are basically left to him, especially in this place where everyone is unfamiliar with the place.
"No matter what, we have to get there quickly. As for what strategy to adopt in the future, we don't know anything now and it's impossible to formulate it. Also, let me tell you, you must have a good rest now, otherwise you will not have the strength to go to the battlefield.
Killed the enemy."
After just a few months of fighting, these people under Liu Bei have grown from ordinary people or rangers who are not ordinary but rookies on the battlefield to basically qualified soldiers. Even without Liu Bei's instructions, they will consciously take action.
Take time to recover every bit of physical strength and adjust your mood to prevent yourself from being overwhelmed by negative energy.
As for the dead people, they have seen too many, and apart from being a little sad, they are all suppressed in their hearts, because there is no time for you to remember anything on the battlefield, and you will be killed if you are not careful.
Weapons or spells came out from nowhere and sent the stunned people to the Palace of Hell to drink tea. Of course, those officers who were protected by layers of layers still had the conditions to pretend.
"Let's set off and target Changshe City, which is undergoing a fierce battle." Two quarters of an hour later, Liu Bei issued the order to march.
At the same time, another army was also approaching Changshe City quickly. It was Cao Cao who was marching secretly to Changshe. Although Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang despised Cao Cao's name, they thought it was just Wang Yunzhi.
It's not something to be afraid of, but considering that Cao Cao led a large number of cavalry after all, it was still very impactful on the vast plain of Changshe.
Considering the threat of Cao Cao's cavalry force, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang even moved the location of their camp from the original plain to a slightly higher place. And what satisfied Zhang Liang the most was that
That is, except for the two directions of due west and east, there is a vast swamp. Although the water in the swamp is not large, the muddy soil makes it difficult for humans and horses to move here. If you are not careful, you will
Stuck in thick mud.
At the passage entrances on both sides, two campsites modeled after Li Shushi's buildings were built with two wooden city walls. It can be said that except for the weeds here being a little too lush, everything else is perfect. Even those weeds
, relying on the water source in the nearby swamp, Erzhang didn't think that so many Yellow Turban soldiers could put out the flames.
Of course, the two of them obviously don't know the outcome of the 800-mile company planned by someone who participated in this battle in the future. Otherwise, the two of them would never be as relaxed as they are now.
However, the consequence of this was that Cao Cao, who got the news, had to take a detour to avoid the swamps, which were more troublesome for the cavalry than the mountains, otherwise they would not be able to attack from behind the Yellow Turban Army.
Also not idle are the soldiers in Changshe City. Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song have received the exact information from the Feng Shui masters. The moon is bright and the stars are sparse today, which is a good day to set fire, so the troops that have been prepared are once again in operation.
, began to prepare to reveal his long-hidden fangs.
"My lord, are you a little unwilling? Those bastards beat us so hard but nothing happened."
Seeing Sun Jian sitting alone in the shadows, Zu Mao, who had recovered, looked at Sun Jian's increasingly gloomy back with some worry. Ever since Sun Jian came back from the government office in Changshe City, he had been in that state. He was hiding in the barrier.
In the shadows, silently wiping
The ancient ingot knife in his hand was silent and not a drop of rice was eaten. The whole person gave others a feeling of desolation. This made Zu Mao, who had followed Sun Jian very early, very worried. But what puzzled him was that other things such as
Huang Gai, Cheng Pu and others didn't seem to care at all.
"Da Rong, although it is right for you to follow the lord in the first place, you cannot understand the heart of a top military general. Although the inability to avenge his dead brother does make the lord a little depressed, but war is like this, there is no immortality
It's human, and I'm afraid it's not the chess piece. I believe we couldn't break those evil spells so easily that night."
Huang Gai, who didn't care much at first, was really frightened by Zu Mao's resentful eyes, and finally had to explain aloud.
"Yes, so my lord is so depressed because he cannot wash away his shame on the battlefield."
Cheng Pu on the side did not hesitate to join in the teasing of his lord, because it seemed that this could calm their beating hearts.
"Okay, you tiger cubs, as long as you take down the Yellow Turban Army, you will have plenty of time to discuss with them. What we have to do now is to write our names into the history of the Han Dynasty, instead of becoming a group of people buried in the history of the Han Dynasty.
Trash in the dust of history.”
"oh!"
Sun Jian was greeted by cheers filled with fighting spirit throughout the room.
