Zhang Yu was in a good mood today, because when he woke up, there was no dog tail grass in his nostrils, because he actually ate the eggs of the pheasant for breakfast, and even more pleased, Yang Feng ran over to report that the soldiers had been selected and gathered in the north of the city, and he wanted to invite the young master to go and see.

That day, I talked a lot about military and family affairs in the house, and then reorganized the Yellow Turban Army, I will always have to meet the Yellow Turbans of the Eight Roads, what they look like.

He swallowed the egg in a moment, drank the rice porridge, refused Xiao Ling'er and Liu Xie's request to play, ignored Xiao Ling'er's temper, said goodbye to his mother, and went to the open space in the north of the city with Xu Huang.

In the past, Zhao Kuo was defeated miserably on paper, and he naturally couldn't follow in his footsteps, but he was just talking about soldiers in the house, and he had to come out to meet him anyway, and he didn't want to become the second Zhao Kuo.

In the north of the city, here is the gorgeous square in Luoyang City, full of flowers, talented and beautiful people will come here, and now it has become a training place for the yellow scarves, there are no flowers, there are no talented and beautiful people, only young yellow scarves. Such a change is embarrassing.

There was still a rotten wooden platform there, if Yang Feng hadn't said that it had been built in the past few days, Zhang Yu would have thought that the yellow scarves had moved the wooden platform here from the mountains, and it looked almost identical, the same simple and thin.

Again, under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Yu boarded the wooden platform, and no one in the audience laughed at this little child on the stage, they knew that this child was even higher than his own general, the child of General Tiangong, and their young master.

This time, Zhang Yu is a lot calmer, not as restrained as last time, and will not fall to the ground like last time.

Looking at the majestic yellow scarves in the audience, Zhang Yu had the illusion that he was in a military parade, or that this was a military parade.

The stage is divided into eight parts, from left to right, Qian, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, and Dui are arranged in order, why do you have these names? I actually saw the gossip map in that rotten book before, although I don't understand what it means, but I still know the name of the gossip, since I am also an eight-way soldier, if I use this as the name, it is quite easy to distinguish.

According to Yang Feng, out of all the 200,000 yellow turbans, only 40,000 were singled out to meet Zhang Yu's requirements, and the rest were old and weak women who served as reserve troops.

Each team was less than 5,000 soldiers, which made the leaders complain that they had never brought such a small number of soldiers. These complaints Zhang Yu naturally heard a little, which is one of the reasons why he came here today.

"Everyone, it's well."

The sound was still very small, and only more than 100 people in front of the stage could hear it clearly.

"Today, gathered here, just because you are all the backbone of the Yellow Turban, the ancient law has clouds, the soldiers are not many but the fine, although the three households of Chu can die in Qin, the elite soldiers will be a strong army, and you in the audience will be a strong army."

The generals in the audience nodded yes, and the soldiers behind them also showed proud expressions.

"Generals, some of you may complain that the army is weak and weak, and the army is not as strong as before, but when the generals lead a small number of troops and soar to the sky, what a magnificent act, this is the sight that my father wanted to see! Gentlemen, work together to comfort the Father's spirit in heaven! ”

Sure enough, Zhang Jiao's power is still infinite, especially for the yellow scarves in the audience, first the generals shouted, and then the soldiers shouted, shouting the slogan of the yellow scarves loudly, Zhang Yu felt that this young master was not in vain, he saw the most fanatical believers in the world.

Draw the sword, a little heavy, lift it up vigorously, and lift it to the sky,

"The sword is sharp, overcoming thorns and thorns, and there is no disadvantage!"

The thunderclaps sounded, all shouted slogans, and the morale was sky-high and invincible.

I don't know if this rushing sound will scare those pheasants, and I don't know if there are any eggs to eat tomorrow.

Then, Zhang Yu asked Yang Feng and others to read out their customized military regulations, and the Yellow Turban Army naturally accepted them, they were elite soldiers and strong soldiers, and this rule was naturally nothing.

Zhang Yu is satisfied, he is very satisfied with today's performance, and hopes that the test in ten years will not be too bad. The next thing I have to think about is the issue of weapons and food. The soldiers and horses have not moved, and the grain and grass go first, Zhang Yu naturally knows that such small-scale planting and hunting, although it can solve the problem of food and clothing, is not the fundamental solution after all, and he has to think about it carefully.

Leaving this place, wandering around the villages in the ruins of this city, looking at the scene here, it is a bit like the slums of later generations, I don't know when Luoyang will be able to return to its former prosperity.

Walking at a pace, thinking about the problems that did not belong to his age, and thinking while walking in the old imperial city that did not belong to the emperor.

"Young master, young master."

Kindness? Who's calling me?

"Young master, it's me, my subordinate Li Le, to meet the young master."

On that day, Zhang Yu had already ordered him to be the commander of the Seventh Army, so he would not go to training, and he didn't know what to do with me?

"It turned out to be General Li, who has been doing well lately, why don't you discuss armaments with them there?"

"Back to the young master, my subordinates haven't been very good lately, and it's okay for my subordinates to go into battle to kill the enemy, but this training has never been done, and I don't know where to start, please help me!"

However, I haven't done this training either, how can I help you? Or do you want to make arrangements? Like military training? In this way, the Seventh Army should be regarded as an experimental army, and it should be used for experiments and experiments to see how effective it is.

"General Li, please listen carefully."

Summoned Li Le, leaned next to Li Le's ear, and listened to the plan and words in his heart.

"General, you are like this, you wake up every day before the end of the day, first spare the north training ground to run a few laps, and then... This way, that, that. ”

After talking for a long time, I finally finished speaking.

"General Li, do you write it down?"

"Roughly written down."

Zhang Yu pretended to be mysterious, pretended to look around, only Xu Huang was alone, and said in a low voice,

"General Li, this method must not be leaked, I only tell you, you can go to a secret place outside the city and practice quietly, I am looking forward to the performance of the general's army in ten days, don't disappoint me."

Li Le was grateful, knelt down and thanked Zhang Yu, this is the grace of the young master!

"The young master is loved, and his subordinates will live up to the young master's expectations! It's just that there are a lot of methods and some complicated, so I'm afraid I won't be able to remember them, so I will retire first, but I have to record them well. ”

"Go ahead, go ahead, don't pay attention to me, I'll go shopping with General Xu myself."

raised his hand and let Li Le leave on his own.

Li Le received the method of military training and left satisfied, but Zhang Yu was unsure in his heart, and he didn't know whether this method would work or not, everything would only look at ten days later.

After that day, the people of the eight divisions each had their own way of practicing, or fighting each other physically, or taking battle as training, or zaaring horses, dancing sticks, practicing with the base, or going to the forest, killing the big insects and wild bears, and practicing with fighting. Each department has its own way of practicing, and they are not to be outdone, and the more they practice, the more they want to practice, and they all want to eat meat and get their weapons. Zhang Yu sighed that there are prizes and competition, and there will be motivation.

However, the Seventh Army led by Li Le was different from others, they were not seen all day, and only when they slept at night could they be seen panting back to the camp, mysterious and secretive, and they did not know what they were doing.

Zhang Yu also got up early, and slipped into the army several times, saying that he was inspecting the situation, and sometimes he also walked with everyone, and there was no young master's frame at all, but it also boosted everyone's morale.

In fact, Zhang Yu was not for any inspection of the situation, but he provoked the little evil star in the mansion again, and came out to take refuge, fortunately Xiao Ling'er didn't know that I was here, and fortunately, those pheasants were not frightened, and there were always eggs to eat every day, and fortunately, Cao Cao and other princes did not send troops to come these days, and they could still take a good breath.

It's a pity that fortunately, it didn't take long for Zhang Yu to catch Xiao Ling'er.

I just don't know when the princes will come to destroy Zhang Yu's luck.