Chapter 464: The Yellow Turban Without Faith
Wulu closed his mouth and never said a word again. Zhu Jun, who had been pretending to be black for a while, saw that the situation was almost over, and finally turned from black to red and started a round. "In this case, the matter of King Qin will wait and so on, and it is better to take the poison and bitter chieftains out first, and arrange for them to be tuntian. These people can't fight, but they can still farm. There is a large amount of fertile land around Luoyang, let them go to farming. ”
Wulu's face was hot, but he didn't dare to refute it.
Zhu Jun opened his mouth, Sun Ce didn't say anything more, and he himself knew that it was unrealistic to let Zhang Yan go to Zhu Jun's command to listen to orders, at least for now. The tiger does not leave the mountain, the thief does not leave the nest, Zhang Yan has no sense of security when he leaves Montenegro, and he would rather give up Montenegro and hide in the depths of Taihang than show up until he has to.
But he bluntly said that it was not easy to relieve the siege of Junyi. Zhongmu and Junyi seem to be only dozens of miles apart, but there is a chasm between the two counties, and Yuan Tan has already sent someone to control the official ferry on the opposite side, and it is impossible to force the chasm, so he must find another way.
He had two methods: either go north, cross the Yellow River, and attack Hanoi directly, forcing Zhang Yang to give up the interception of Zhang Yan, take Zhang Yan out of Montenegro, and then plan for the future; Either go south, enter Chenliu County, grab the autumn wheat, solve the problem of food supply, and then meet with the Tuntian soldiers and county soldiers in Yingchuan, and seek an opportunity to fight with Yuan Tan.
Among the two methods, the first method is more direct and can solve Zhang Yan's urgent need. Once Yuan Shao found that he couldn't go all out to deal with Zhang Yan, his ideal choice was to retreat. After the autumn harvest, Gongsun Chan may go south at any time, and he can't be entangled with Zhang Yan for too long. But in this way, Junyi's Yu Poison and Ku Chief will be in trouble, and no one can say whether they can support Zhang Yan when they arrive. The second method does not rely on Zhang Yan, and can solve the food problem as soon as possible. If Yuan Tan is transferred, Yu Poison and others can also take the initiative to evacuate Junyi, but Zhang Yan can only rely on himself.
After being stationed in Zhongmu for more than half a month, Sun Ce has already felt the surrounding terrain clearly. In front of Zhu Jun and Wulu, he wrote a painting to explain the terrain of this area one by one. Wulu has been to Junyi and knows a little about it, Zhu Jun has been stationed here for a while, and he is not a stranger, but they are not as familiar as Sun Ce. After listening to Sun Ce's explanation, Wulu was in a hurry, but Zhu Jun was even more uneasy.
No wonder Sun Ce has been refusing to relax his practice, it turns out that he has long expected that this battle will be difficult to fight. Whether it is going north or south, it is necessary to march over a large distance and fight in sports, which is a severe test of the physical fitness of the soldiers.
"You go back and discuss with Zhang Ping, see which plan he is willing to adopt, and report back as soon as possible, so that Zhu Gong can make a decision."
After Sun Ce finished speaking, seeing that Zhu Jun had no opinion, he blasted Wulu out. Wulu refused to leave, begging bitterly. These two methods are very reasonable, but Zhang Yan, Yu Poison, and Ku Chief will definitely make a mistake, and no matter which one is damaged, it is not something they can afford. He tugged on Sun Ce's arm, so anxious that tears came out.
"General Sun, please think of a foolproof plan no matter what, and save us again."
"What's the perfect solution?" Sun Ce couldn't cry or laugh. "In both cases, I took a risk. You should have also seen that although Zhu Gong's subordinates have a lot of people, they can't fight much. If we really want to go to war, whether we bump into Yuan Shao or Yuan Tan, we have no chance of winning. Aren't you claiming to be millions, why don't you save yourself? ”
Wulu has no place to be ashamed. The Yellow Turban Army often claims to be one million, but that is only one-tenth of them, including their families, who can actually fight. The so-called ability to fight means that the body is fine, from fifteen or sixteen years old to fifty-six years old, these people have no problem running away, and they can work, and fighting depends on their understanding. If you haven't died after a few battles, and you know a little bit of martial arts, even if you are elite, there is not much difference between you and these rabble under Zhu Jun's command.
The bigger question is not yet the fighting power of these people, but the faith.
When Zhang Jiao rebelled in the first year of Zhongping, he was known as the 36 parties, which means that the total strength was about more than 300,000. Although it was quickly extinguished by the imperial court, the Yellow Turban Army fought very tenaciously, often killing more than 10,000 people and fighting to the death, causing a lot of trouble to all the generals, including Huangfu Song. The most tragic was the Battle of Guangzong, in which more than 30,000 people were killed in battle, and more than 50,000 people would rather go to the river and die than surrender. If it weren't for Zhang Bao's death, it's really hard to say what the outcome of this battle would be.
With the death of the three Zhang Jiao brothers one after another, the faith of the Yellow Turban Army collapsed, and their morale plummeted, and in the subsequent Battle of Julu, the Yellow Turban Army no longer had such a will to fight, and more than 100,000 people surrendered to the imperial court. In the following years, although the Yellow Turbans often had hundreds of thousands of troops, they did not fight a decent battle, and in the first battle of Dongguang last year, 300,000 Qingzhou Yellow Turbans were defeated by Gongsun Zhan's 20,000 foot cavalry, and more than 50,000 were beheaded in battle, and more than 70,000 were captured.
To put it bluntly, the current Yellow Turban Army is a group of rogues without faith. They just want to live and eat, so Zhang Yan will surrender to the imperial court, and will sit back and watch the Qingzhou Yellow Turban be slaughtered by Gongsun Zhan, and continue to form an alliance with Gongsun Zhan, and now he has been beaten by Yuan Shao's 20,000 or 30,000 people, and his nose and eyes are swollen, and he doesn't even dare to go out of the mountain.
In the face of Sun Ce's cynicism, Wulu could only pretend to be deaf and dumb and begged bitterly.
If the siege of Montenegro cannot be solved, the main forces of Montenegro will suffer heavy losses, and many people will starve to death this winter. If you can't solve the siege of Junyi, Yu Poison and Ku Chief will not blame Sun Ce, but only Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan's prestige will be frustrated, and the Montenegrin army will fall apart. Either outcome is something they can accept. If it weren't for being forced to be helpless, Zhang Fang was beaten into a pig's head by Sun Ce, and he was so angry that he wanted to commit suicide, how could he still confess to Sun Ce. He knew very well that the difficulties faced by his father Zhang Yan could only be solved by Zhu Jun and only by Sun Ce.
"I'm trying to figure it out." Sun Ce said perfunctorily. "You go to rest first, and I will discuss it with Zhu Gong again to see if we can have a plan to get both. However, don't report too much hope, the strength is obvious, and we can only deal with one of the Yuan family's father and son at best. Montenegro and Junyi, the best result is to save one, and the most likely result is that none can be saved. ”
"The general must be able to, the general must be able to."
"I originally had a way, but it was useless to tell you, I had to talk to Zhang Yan. But he refused to come to see me, what can I do? Heaven is evil, but you can still live. and thou shalt not live. You are dead, and no one else is to blame. ”
Wulu was speechless, begged again and again, and took Zhang Fang to rest. Sun Ce returned to the big tent, and Zhu Jun couldn't wait.
"Bo Fu, is there a way?"
Sun Ce smiled. "Zhu Gong rest assured, if you are lucky, there will be good news soon. We don't have to worry about the affairs of Hanoi, we go south to Chenliu and grab grain. ”
Zhu Jun thought for a moment. "The Western Liang Army in Hedong? I'm worried about these people ......"
Before Sun Ce could speak, Wen Yun rushed into the big tent, and his joy was overflowing. "Zhu Gong, there is news from Hanoi, the Xiliang army has broken into Hanoi, and Liankeqinshui, Boxian, and Yewang are heading east."
Zhu Jun jumped up, took the military newspaper from Wen Yun's hand, read it twice in succession, stroked his beard and laughed with joy, and then reacted again.
"Wen Yun, this news can't be known to others, especially Wulu and Zhang Fang."