Mrs. Guo is a person with ideals and ambitions, such a person, he can't get the opportunity given by the government, so he has to create opportunities. After joining the Yellow Turban Army, his thinking changed a lot. First of all, he was very disappointed in the Yellow Turbans. Because the Yellow Turbans had no discipline at all, they were still a mob in essence, and it was obviously impossible to accomplish their mission by relying on a mob to accomplish the great cause of the uprising. Therefore, the uprising of the Yellow Turban Army is bound to fail. After such an incident, he began to look for a solution, or rather, he felt that the Yellow Turbans were unreliable, and he wanted to do something for himself.

The appearance of the Red Turban Army surprised him, this team has a kind of vitality, and he sees a different spirit, which is completely different from the momentum of the Yellow Turban Army.

The Yellow Turban Army is a forced situation, many people revolt because they can't survive, and among this group of people, there are still some people who are speculative, so to speak, there are all kinds of people, and more are some reckless, they have long been used to being free and loose. There is no such thing as discipline at all. But here, he sees a lot of different things.

"Discipline, the Red Turban Army called discipline, in order to maintain discipline, it is necessary to establish a gendarmerie, and the gendarmerie patrols back and forth, and the soldiers are often frightened." Mrs. Guo took a small notebook and recorded.

Mrs. Guo's greatest understanding of the Red Turban Army is the gendarmerie. The gendarmerie is usually the most powerful type of soldier, because they are responsible for discipline picketing on the battlefield, don't look at their small number, but, as long as their armbands are exposed, the soldiers are often very afraid, it is said that they will be confined, although the confinement will not treat them too badly, but if they don't speak, it can really suffocate people, more often, they are still willing to accept discipline, because the gendarmerie guys are very hateful, beat them, they will receive military discipline, and they will not get any cheap. Therefore, most of the soldiers of the Red Turban Army were very afraid of the gendarmes.

And Mrs. Guo was thinking that if they also had such a gendarmerie, the discipline of the Yellow Turban Army might be improved a lot, but at the same time, many people would leave here. Don't look at Zhang Jiao's believers, but in fact, a considerable part of them are speculative, they are all bandits who gather in the mountains and forests, usually robbing homes and houses, and they suddenly joined when the Yellow Turban Army was powerful, in order to have greater development, but they are bandits after all, robbing people and women repeatedly, robbing people's daughters, and the official army, as well as some of the government's practices are not the same, and Zhang Jiao can't manage these things, because they still need to serve the Yellow Turban Army, such things, aroused Mrs. Guo's dissatisfaction, he is a principled and idealistic person, and in such a situation, the leaders of the Yellow Turban Army can't manage it. He was annoyed.

In this way, this made many people very dissatisfied with the Yellow Turban Army, they believed that the Yellow Turban Army was a thief, a group of Yellow Turban thieves, and their practices were all done by a group of thieves.

On the other hand, most of the soldiers of the Red Turban Army are children's soldiers, and every family sends people to support them in fighting, why, because these soldiers are protecting their own homes and protecting their own property, they are willing to do so, so what they are doing is really wrong.

Mrs. Guo saw only part of it, because he hadn't studied many in-depth things, for example, why the people were able to support them, and why the Yellow Turban Army couldn't get support, he only saw a surface, and he didn't see the deep things.

"Sir, that Mrs. Guo is a spy. We should have executed him. "Xiaodouzi found Shangwu and reported some things to Mrs. Guo, for example, he took a notebook to record a lot of things about the Red Turban Army, what he saw and heard, such as how the people supported the Red Turban Army, these are the secrets of the Red Turban Army. If Mrs. Guo said that it was leaked, it would be a big trouble for the Red Turban Army.

"Our tunnel, does he know?" Sangmu asked such a question.

"Well, I don't know. But he didn't seem to know. Little Bean replied.

"Our military operations, military organization, and military composition, military weapons, does the other side know?" Shangwu asked.

"He doesn't seem to know about this." Little Beanzi replied.

"Then we'll leave him alone. He only sees the surface, and the inner substance, he doesn't see at all. Do you understand? Shang Wu said with a wave of his arms.

"Sir, is this really appropriate?" Xiaodouzi said worriedly.

"What are we worried about? According to what he said, he only saw discipline, but he could not see the composition of our soldiers, he saw the people sending their sons and husbands to the battlefield, but they could not see how we treated the people, the Yellow Turban Army, they were just saboteurs, destroyers of production order, social order, but they could not see the results of our construction, if he did not understand such a truth, even in the Yellow Turban Army of a million, they were also defeated. Shang Wu said.

"Hmm. Sir, I see. Little Beans nodded. That said.

"Alright. Take a break. Let them recover as soon as possible, and the reinforcement will be there in a few days. Shang Wu said.

Little Beans saluted. Although the losses this time are relatively large, the Red Turban Army has never been afraid of losses, and the troops they have lost will soon be replenished, and the speed of replenishment is still quite amazing, coupled with the rich improvement of combat experience, this means that their future combat effectiveness will still be very considerable.

Inside the prisoner of war camp. The prisoners of war are eating,

They ate quite well, there was porridge, and wild vegetable cakes, three meals a day, and at lunchtime, they would also get a side vegetable soup. The treatment is pretty good.

"Fuck, what's the food? That's what Lao Tzu ate in the barracks? A junior officer said. In the barracks of the official army, the treatment of officers is still relatively high, and they can eat polished rice, while ordinary soldiers can only eat corn, or japonica rice. Officers have their own places to eat, and it can be said that officers and soldiers are treated differently.

But in the prisoner of war camps, they ate the same, which made many junior officers feel very dissatisfied, and their treatment was much worse.

"Bang." The low-ranking officer who was a prisoner of war immediately threw out the chopsticks in his hand. He thinks that he is not eating well.

"Damn it. Became a prisoner of war, and so. A sergeant of the Red Turban Army came over excitedly, and the prisoners of war had eaten better than them. Their porridge is all gruel, and the porridge of these officers and soldiers is thick. And there are also dried ones, and there are vegetable soups. Their soldiers could only drink gruel. This treatment is enough to be worthy of them. They weren't satisfied.

"What's wrong? Come and see, the Red Turbans have fought prisoners of war. Beat the prisoners of war. The officer immediately shouted loudly. Several gendarmes heard this and hurried over. Most of these officers and soldiers are soldiers, especially those low-level officers and prisoners of war, they are even more soldiers of soldiers, and if they don't have any such skills, they can't survive at all.

"What's wrong?" A gendarme asked about the prisoners of war.

"Damn it. He doesn't want to eat, and he wants to say that I beat him, and you ask these people, have we treated them badly? The sergeant asked aloud. The surrounding POWs stopped talking. They were silent

"I'll show you what we're eating." The sergeant was very excited, at this time, he felt very aggrieved, although some prisoners of war joined the Red Turban Army, but their enthusiasm was not very high, and they still had a certain resistance to the Red Turban Army.

"Look, look, our soldiers drink gruel, and you eat thicker than our porridge." The sergeant said.

"You still have dry food to eat, and our soldiers don't even have anything to do. Our chiefs are all right. You white-eyed wolves, don't know. The sergeant scolded.

"Oh, I said, brothers, look, we are prisoners of war, but we are not stupid, you lied to us with gruel. Who knows, you have eaten some good things in private, you have defeated us, but we still have a lot of good supplies in our army. You're sure to eat it. The POW officer said in a scoundrel manner.

"Fuck you, I'm not going to kill you today." When the sergeant heard this, he was excited to move. The gendarmes have long been ready. Get the sergeant under control.

"Huh." The POW officer sneered contentedly. And the surrounding prisoners of war also felt that this was the case.

"Be quiet, be quiet." At this time, a veteran, who was still wearing a bandage, injured his arm. He also came back from a field hospital. In the past few days, several wounded people have returned from the field hospital.

"Sir, may I say a few words?" An officer and army veteran came over and said.

"Isn't this Zhao Laosan? Yes, among our officers and soldiers, who doesn't know that the old veteran is oily. After 20 years as a soldier, he will be a goddamn good. Many soldiers whispered. The prisoners of war all knew this man, and he knew many of the rules of being a soldier. Such a person can still be convinced if he says a few words.

"Okay, you can say it." The gendarmes looked at these prisoners of war helplessly, and sometimes, they were eager to kill these prisoners of war, they were too much of a thing. Their superiors treated them the best. They eat better than their own superiors, and that's why they are still not satisfied, and for such people, they want to kill each other, but if they do so, they will live up to their superiors' wishes. They can't do that, they have to refrain from it.

"Brothers, we have to speak of conscience when we do things. Touch your chest and ask your conscience. Zhao Laosan said. Many people looked at each other in confusion.