Chapter 15: Reorganization of the Army

At the gate of the Cui family's courtyard, Yu Yigen was about to set off with five hundred yellow turban cavalry in disguise, and when he saw Yan Zhanshu coming over, he hurriedly urged the horse to run over and asked, "Yan Shuai, what else do you have to order?" ”

Yan Zhanshu said sternly: "You must be cautious when you go, and make sure that most of the officers and soldiers go to battle before you can defraud the city gate, do you know?" ”

"You know, I know in my heart that I won't joke with my life!" Yu Yigen is bold and careful, and has been a horse thief between Hetao and Bingzhou for many years, and is very cunning.

Nodding, Yan Zhanshu waved his hand and said, "Go, I'll come later!" Seeing Yu Yigen's cavalry disappear into the distance, Yan Zhanshu ordered: "Leave fifty cavalry, guard women and children and Zhang Yan as commanders, and the rest of the people are all assembled!" ”

The time of gathering was not short, but looking at the Yellow Turban Army in front of him, the corners of Yan Zhanshu's eyes couldn't help twitching: Is this a soldier? used to watch anti-Japanese dramas in the real world, and there were often people who scandalized Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers, wearing women's clothes and old hens in their arms.

Now in front of him, this is the scene!

Walking up to a Yellow Turban Army and standing still, Yan Zhanshu's cold gaze fell on the Yellow Turban Army, making him feel uncomfortable all over his body. The Yellow Turban Army was wearing a woman's clothes, and he was carrying a big bag in his arms, bulging, and he didn't know what he was packing.

"What's in there?" Yan Zhanshu's tone was very cold, like a whistling wind, freezing people's bone marrow.

"Some clothes...... Clothes, I feel beautiful, I want to ...... I want to keep it for my daughter-in-law to wear in the future, wear ......" The Yellow Turban Army was a little embarrassed.

Yan Zhanshu's eyes sharpened, and the Yellow Turban Army was silent.

There are not a few such Yellow Turban Army, many Yellow Turban Army are either hugging or backing, carrying a lot of things on their bodies, the most outrageous guy actually carried a carved Eight Immortals table, the Yellow Turban Army at this time does not look like an army, more like a group of refugees fleeing. If you take these guys on the road and don't need the official army to chase them, just being tired is enough to exhaust the Yellow Turban Army.

Yan Zhanshu's expression was grim, and he turned around and walked to the front of the queue. The Xiaoice River period is coming, although it is only October, Hebei is already very cold. The hunting cold wind blew through the open space at the entrance of the courtyard, waving Yan Zhanshu's crazy black hair, Xiao Su's murderous intent leaked out of his dark eyes, like a sharp steel knife scraping the hearts of all the Yellow Turban Army, and everyone held their breath.

"Throw away all these useless things! Everyone is only allowed to hold weapons and shields in their hands, and they are only allowed to carry food on their bodies. You are soldiers, not refugees! ”

"Thrown!" Guo Damu yelled angrily, and the Yellow Turban Army threw all their baggage and useless things to the ground.

The failure of the Yellow Turban Uprising in history has fully demonstrated that even if you can pull up tens of millions of troops, it is only a rabble, and it is still not the opponent of the elite Han army of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there is no way to survive the large-scale uprising of the poor.

What's more, the current Three Kingdoms World has extraordinary strength, and the Yellow Turban Army has learned the Taoist health skills passed down by Zhang Jiao, which is really too good to eat, Yan Zhanshu thinks that with his own ability, it is impossible to afford to raise too many troops!

In his heart, a thousand cavalry is the maximum limit! This thousand cavalry, Yan Zhanshu's goal is a thousand divine power realms! There are actually not many generals who have reached the realm of divine power in the yellow turbans, if they are concentrated, Huangfu Song's Han army is not an opponent at all, but they are scattered to the thirteen states of the Great Han Dynasty, and they are all broken, Yan Zhanshu will never make the same mistake!

There are three advantages to raising only a thousand cavalry. First, the target is small, not as powerful as the Yellow Turban Uprising, which will not attract the attention of the Han court, and the military pressure it faces will be much smaller.

The second is to run fast, the means of communication and liaison in the late Han Dynasty were extremely backward, and the local county and national soldiers fought their own battles, and their training and armament were lax, so the cavalry had a lot of strategic space to intersperse and detour.

The third is sufficient provisions, because they have been wandering around all year round, they can always find rich families from all over the world for them to plunder, so food is not a problem.

Based on the above three advantages, Yan Zhanshu is confident that he can survive this difficult time, as long as

After five years, when Emperor Ling died, Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, and then the princes of the Eighteenth Road rose up to fight against Dong, it was time for the salted fish to turn over!

Of course, Yan Zhanshu didn't think about being a thief in the past, and being a thief could still survive the past five years.

When you are a rogue, you have no fixed place to live, and you have no fixed place, because you are always in the core circle of influence of the government, you may be surrounded by the government and the army at any time and the whole army will be wiped out. As a bandit, live and work in peace and contentment, and get away with it, as long as you don't make too much trouble, you can generally live well.

But the problem is that the world of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty is facing a catastrophe of life and death, the whole world is entering the twilight, grain production is reduced, epidemics are rampant, and the mountains are dry and dry.

To rob the poor? Although the bandits of this era often do this, Yan Zhanshu has crossed over from the real world after all, and he knows very well that the civilians do not have any surplus food, and they are in the sea of fire, one is psychologically unbearable, and the other is that the harvest is too small, and their reputation is ruined.

Of course, if you run the cottage as a small kingdom, you can also be self-sufficient and not harm the people around you, but in this way, the trained subordinates are still just a group of farmers. Yan Zhanshu needed not a group of farmers, but a group of howling bloodthirsty wolves.

Only a group of bloodthirsty wolves can help Yan Zhanshu become a warlord in the upcoming troubled times. If there is only a group of farmers under his command, then Yan Zhanshu can only become someone else's sword in the end, and use one of his heads to witness the rise of other heroes in troubled times.

Montenegrin thief Zhang Yan chose to be a bandit, and he didn't rob the poor, so even if there were millions of people in Montenegro, in the end he could only be put under Cao Cao and become a stepping stone for others. Zhang Yan can be under Cao Cao's command, but he can't Yan Zhanshu.

He will not forget that the providence of the Three Kingdoms World is still there, and if he really throws himself into the already suspicious Cao Cao, then one day he will be killed by Cao Cao, who is driven by the will of heaven.

Therefore, Yan Zhanshu must be a leader, and to be a leader, he must have a strong army as a pillar!

If you want to have a strong army, you need to constantly water it with victory and honor!

Where does the victory come from? Only by relying on strict and fair military discipline, only strict military discipline, can orders and prohibitions be carried out and a group of civilians can be transformed into a group of soldiers! Only a fair military discipline can make people obey from the heart, so as to ensure that the collective will is condensed into one and become an elite soldier as soon as possible! Otherwise, it's just two thousand warriors, not an army at all!

Where does the honor come from? Only by constantly seizing the spoils of war, only by obtaining benefits, can the war continue, Yan Zhanshu will not forget that the Yellow Turban Army that cultivates the exercises passed down by Zhang Jiao needs countless food to grow!

And the rich families of this era, the people's fat and people's ointment accumulated through legitimate or improper means are the food selected by Yan Zhanshu to promote the growth of himself and his subordinates!

At this moment, the banner that Yan Zhanshu ordered people to make overnight was already in Guo Damu's hands, and he was hunting and hunting in the wind, and the plain white cloth curtain was embroidered with two blood-red characters of "trapped", which was eye-catching.

"In the future, we will no longer be called the Yellow Turban Army, we will be called trapped! There are only two military disciplines in the camp! Yan Zhanshu began to instill his own philosophy, he wanted to convert these Yellow Turban Army from Zhang Jiao's spiritual hypnosis to his own theory, this is a long-term process, and it needs to be changed slowly. The ambition of the battle, there is death and no life! ”

"Violators, be decided!"

After this big war is fought and there is a more stable environment, we will do a comprehensive reorganization!

"In addition, Guo Damu, you take people to prepare three chalk bags per person, carry them with you, and listen to the order to throw the enemy's face, which can effectively kill and injure the enemy!" Bring the lime bag, Yan Zhanshu is also just in case, to prevent the two tigers from fighting, Huangfu Song still has the strength to spare, so if you want to take the chestnut in the fire, you must have a killer weapon - the lime bag is Yan Zhanshu's magic weapon to press the box!

Facing the cold wind, Yan Zhanshu looked at the standing Yellow Turban Army, but this will be his camp in the future! With a wave of his hand: "Go, goal, Guangzong!" "All the trapped camp soldiers turned over their horses and trotted towards Guangzong!

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