The next day, Liu Jian's subordinate Zhang Shi took thousands of copies of silk that the army sergeants had copied overnight, tied them to arrows and shot them into the Yellow Turban Army stronghold in Guangzong territory.
The content on these silks probably means that Zhang Jiao is seriously ill and will not die soon. He goes out to the city every three days to patrol. This is a bluff. In fact, his body has long been seriously ill. If the yellow turban moth thieves know the current affairs, they will dedicate to the city early.
Surrender, otherwise after Guangzong is captured, no humans or animals will be left behind and they will be slaughtered.
Most of the people in the Yellow Turban Army were illiterate, and some of them were low-level gangsters who couldn't read a bunch of words, but they were only "most". There were still some people who could still read some words.
In addition, the contents written on the silks of the Han army were not complicated, and they all used the most basic writing, concise and concise, so a small number of people still understood the contents on the silks.
As a result, rumors about Zhang Jiao's illness began to spread among the Yellow Turban Army.
In fact, Liu Jian and Dong Fu had no idea whether Zhang Jiao was ill or not, but it didn't matter, as long as the news spread.
If Zhang Jiao was not ill, there would be no loss in doing this. At most, it would be a waste of arrows and silk. Although there was a cost, considering the size of the Han Dynasty, this cost was as much as the cost of war.
Compared with the total investment cost, it is like a drop in the bucket, and there is no big problem at all.
But if Zhang Jiao is really sick, then no matter what the other party does next, it will be passive, and his side will count.
The power of rumors is terrifying. The followers of the Yellow Turban Army who just heard the rumors may not believe that Zhang Jue is seriously ill at this moment. But the longer time goes by and Zhang Jiao does not respond, the more ordinary followers of the Yellow Turban Army will become suspicious.
The worse it gets.
In the hearts of the Yellow Turban people, Zhang Jiao is a great virtuous master who can cast spells to save people and is protected by the Way of the Yellow Sky. He is a god-like existence. How can a god who has saved countless people with talisman water be seriously ill and unable to afford it?
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Therefore, Zhang Jiao must find a way to deal with this matter properly, otherwise it will have a great negative impact on ordinary believers.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Zhang Liang was shocked when he saw this.
Some people believe it, some don't believe it, but there is no doubt that whether they believe it or not, this is the topic that the Yellow Turbans are most concerned about and passionate about right now.
"Brother Wei knows that you have good intentions, but as things have come to this, if Brother Wei doesn't come forward, some things will get worse for you...Help me change my clothes."
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The second method is to ban!
It is to strictly prohibit the circulation of these silk contents in the military. In other words, military regulations and force are used to forcibly block the news.
Zhang Bao said hurriedly: "But brother, tomorrow is the day to patrol the city, what do you do...?"
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Because this is a sign of guilty conscience.
If the opponents on the battlefield are Dong Zhuo, Yuan Shao, Cao Cao and others, Dong Fu may not have any advantage against them, but if the opponent is Zhang Jiao...
"Why didn't you tell me?" Zhang Jiao's tone was a bit unkind.
Zhang Liang bit his lip tightly and did not answer.
For example, Zhang Jiao can now patrol once every three days instead of once a day. He usually patrols for two hours every three days, but this time he may have to patrol for one day!
Zhang Jiao's "god" image is also the spiritual pillar of ordinary believers. Once this pillar collapses, the consequences will be disastrous.
Zhang Jiao's illness was indeed very serious. His fever persisted for several days and his cough became much more severe.
As soon as the two brothers met, Zhang Jiao started coughing violently again before Zhang Liang could say anything.
Although Dong Fu has never met Zhang Jue, as a master of prophecy, he may be one of the people who knows Zhang Jue best in the world, even more than Zhang Jue's biological parents.
Zhang Jue raised his hand, interrupted Zhang Liang's greeting, and said in a hoarse voice: "Rumors shot into the army by the Han army are forbidden?"
Otherwise, he would not have achieved what he has today.
"no!"
This will accelerate his illness, torture his body, and even drag him down!
"Go out and patrol the city." Zhang Jiao said hoarsely in a low voice.
"Don't be afraid of these things. If Guangzong is really broken, I may not even have the chance to patrol the city. Don't say anything and help me change my clothes."
Although Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao were reluctant, Zhang Jiao finally shortened the period of inspections of the three armies and also increased the time of each inspection of the city.
The contents of the silk pieces shot by the Han army were circulated among the Yellow Turbans like a whirlwind.
The third method is to break it!
The news was soon known to the top brass of the Yellow Turban Army.
"Brother, take care!"
Zhang Liang said helplessly: "I understand, but in the face of a powerful enemy, in order to temporarily stabilize the morale of the army, I have no other way! This is the only way!"
The lost sense of mystery cannot be regained in a moment, especially on the battlefield.
"He, they falsely claimed that my brother was seriously ill and disrupted the morale of our army!"
What is breaking? It is to use actions to break your rumors!
Colleagues are enemies, and every move can hit the critical point.
Dong Fu was a master of prophecy and he felt that Zhang Jiao would not do this.
This method works well at certain times, but sometimes it can be counterproductive.
In Guangzong's county office, Zhang Jiao heard about the rumors and Zhang Liang's ban, and immediately sent someone to summon Zhang Liang.
Soon, rumors began to spread among Guangzong's Yellow Turban Army that Zhang Jiao was seriously ill.
"Cough, cough!"
When he said this, Zhang Bao seemed a little unable to bear it and did not continue.
At the same time, anyone who dares to spread rumors in the army will also be killed!
The first is to explain to the Yellow Turban followers why Zhang Jiao only comes out to patrol the camp every three days, and make up a random reason to appease the emotions of the followers. However, this method will cause Zhang Jiao to lose his own mystery.
Sex, the great sage came forward to explain the enemy's rumors. This method is a taboo for those who practice prophecy.
If Zhang Jiao shortens his patrol period and increases the time he patrols the city, there will definitely be only one outcome.
Dong Fu felt that Zhang Jiao would not do this either.
Didn’t you say I was sick? Then show up in front of everyone every day and let everyone see that I am indeed not sick!
This method is the most effective and will not cause any harm, but the premise is that you do not have a serious illness!
What will happen if there is a serious illness?
Everyone has someone in their family who has been sick, and they have all seen the state of people who are seriously ill. The most taboo things for people who are seriously ill are movement, tiredness, exertion, noise, and cold!
Zhang Liang hurriedly said: "Brother, with your current body, you can patrol the city not only once a day, but more than once every three days. Every time you come back from patrolling the city due to the wind, you will be coughing and unable to rest all night. If the time is shortened,
,I’m afraid…”
But what if Zhang Jiao had taken countermeasures?
According to the joint analysis of Liu Jian and Dong Fu, they felt that Zhang Jiao would probably have several countermeasures.
"Oh, now that things have come to an end, there is no difference between tomorrow and today. If I don't show up in front of the three armies, you will be wiped out by the Han army sooner or later! Don't say more. From today on, we will patrol the city once a day."
Some things, especially those that make people confused, the more you block them, the faster they spread. The more blocked they are, the more suspicious they become in everyone's mind.
"yes!"
Zhang Liang was horrified when he heard that the Han army was spreading rumors. He hurriedly ordered that the silks shot by the Han army were strictly prohibited from being circulated in the army. If anyone was found to be hiding it secretly, they would all be killed!
Under the pressure of an iron fist, the rumors seemed to be controlled on the surface.
Zhang Jiao sighed and said helplessly: "Is it a false claim? You are confused! Some things are more banned and spread more widely, and the more banned they are, the more they arouse suspicion. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"
"Why?"
Zhang Bao said on the side: "Brother, don't blame him. It was me who asked Liang not to tell my brother. My brother's illness has not improved in the past few days, but has become worse. We are afraid, afraid..."
In this way, the rumors secretly circulating among the Yellow Turban Army will be self-defeating without using any methods.
The military morale of the Yellow Turbans was temporarily stabilized under Zhang Jiao's operation.
But as a price, Zhang Jiao's body was greatly overstretched and his condition became worse.
What he relies on now is his extraordinary perseverance, that's all.