In April of the third year of Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, Yuan Shao and Cao Cao of the Kwantung Coalition Army sent a secret letter to Zhang Bao, agreeing to attack and conquer Dong Zhuo, and Zhang Bao of the Yellow Turban got tangible benefits, so he led his troops south to attack and annex the state. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Kwantung Coalition Army, which had received Zhang Bao's promise to send troops, sent a large army to attack the Tiger Pass directly, and Zhang Liao, who was guarding the Tiger Pass, sent people to expedite 800 miles and sent a letter to Dong Zhuo in Luoyang to ask for reinforcements.

The battlefield of the Tiger Prison, which had been calm for half a year, once again triggered a large-scale war, and the flames of war were ignited again.

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On the official road from Youzhou to Bingzhou, Zhang Baozheng led nine thousand iron horsemen to Huguan in a hurry.

When Zhang Bao was riding his horse forward, a swarthy and fierce boar suddenly burst out of the bushes on the left side of the official road, holding two terrifying fangs and arching viciously towards the belly of Zhang Bao's mount, the mount was taken aback, and suddenly stood up to avoid the fatal arch of the black boar, but Zhang Bao, who was caught off guard, fell off the horse's back.

"Brute, look for death!"

Dian Wei shouted, pulled out two sharp iron halberds from his back and was about to bear the boar, when the wind started, a thumb-thick wolf tooth arrow had already penetrated through the left eye of the black boar, and then from the right eye, Dian Wei turned his head in shock, and not far behind him, He Man stood solemnly across the horse, and was gently bowing his head at him.

"Wow~~"

The swarthy and stocky black boar let out a terrible howl and went crazy on the ground.

"Sigh Rhythm ~~"

Zhang Bao's mount was frightened again, and with a long neigh, he turned his horse's head and rushed into the wheat field on the right side of the official road, and the wheat that was about to ripen was trampled in an instant, and the Karasuma soldiers on the side were dumbfounded, according to the latest military regulations of the Yellow Turban, the horse trampled on the crops and fields~~ Cut!

"Lord!"

Dian Wei turned over and dismounted, helped Zhang Bao up from the ground, Zhang Bao straightened the cold iron helmet on his head, his face had become extremely embarrassed, Huo Ran raised his head and said sharply: "Where is the main book of the march?" ”

"The last general!"

A tall and straight man fell off his horse, knelt in front of Zhang Bao, and responded sharply.

Zhang Bao fell on the man in front of him, his dark eyes flashed with a fine light, and he said in a deep voice: "What crime should this general's mount trample on the farmer's grain?" ”

"This... This.. The marching master was awe-inspiring in his heart, but his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat in the weather just now in April, and he didn't know how to answer.

"What is the sin of those who trample on the grain of the peasants?" Zhang Bao said sharply, "Are you deaf? ”

The marching master bookkeeper was heartbroken, and said loudly: "The new rules of the Yellow Turban Army, those who trample on the farmer's grain crops at will~ behead!" ”

"Choking~"

In the harsh friction sound of metal, Zhang Bao pulled out the steel knife on his waist, the heavy and sharp steel knife exuded a heavy murderous aura, only perennial battles and killings can create such a murderous aura, Zhang Bao Senran's gaze swept over the generals, and said sharply: "The military regulations are set by this general, since this general has violated the military regulations, there is no light to say!" ”

After saying this, the steel knife in Zhang Bao's hand flashed, and he was about to kill himself.

"Lord!"

"Bang~"

Dian Wei, whose face was like a terrible ghost, roared urgently, followed by a piercing sound of gold and iron, and the cold light flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and the steel knife in Zhang Bao's hand had already been knocked away, flying several feet square, and nailed to the ground fiercely. Seeing this scene, the generals hurriedly dismounted and knelt on the ground to persuade each other, Guo Tu stepped forward and said: "Lord, as the old saying goes: the law is not respected, and now the lord leads the yellow scarves to fight bloodily for the people of the world, how can he kill himself?" ”

Zhang Bao said in a deep voice: "How can the general convince the public if he formulates the military law himself, but does not impose it on himself?" ”

Guo Tu's cold eyes showed a cunning color, and he whispered to Zhang Bao, and said gloomily: "It is the lord's horse that corrupts the discipline of the Yellow Turban, what does it have to do with the lord?" ”

is worthy of Guo Tu, he is indeed cunning, and in a hurry, he actually recorded the account on the head of the war horse!

"Hmm!" Zhang Bao bowed his head slightly, and then said sharply to Dian Wei: "Dian Wei! ”

Dian Wei hurriedly arched his hand and said: "The end will be." ”

Zhang Bao said: "Go, bring back the bad horse that corrupted the discipline of the Yellow Turban Army to General Ben." ”

"Yes!"

Dian Wei agreed, and walked along the field to chase the frightened war horse.

Zhang Bao turned his gaze to He Man beside him again, and said in a deep voice: "Order the whole army to rest temporarily in the open space in front, this general will behead that inferior horse in front of the soldiers of the three armies, and correct the Yellow Turban Military Regulations." ”

After a while, Dian Wei took back Zhang Bao's mount, and the nine thousand Yellow Turban soldiers had also been assembled in the open space, Zhang Bao walked to the front of the formation with a gloomy face, and said sharply: "Yellow Turban military regulations, trample on the crops and fields, behead!" Now that General Ben's mount has violated military regulations, what do you say should be done? ”

The Yellow Turban soldiers looked at each other, and no one dared to say anything.

For a long time, the military regulations of the army were only used to restrain small soldiers and low-level officers, and as long as senior officers did not commit such major crimes as escaping from the battlefield and confronting their superiors, they would basically not be punished, and as for a lord like Zhang Bao, he was not subject to any restrictions by military regulations.

The Yellow Turban soldiers in front may know what Zhang Bao is going to do, but then the soldiers in the back can't understand, what is Zhang Bao going to do?

Catching up with the blank eyes of the Yellow Turban soldiers, Zhang Bao said sharply: "Today, General Ben gathered everyone together to tell you one sentence: In front of military regulations, regardless of people and animals, regardless of official rank, all are equal!" Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu violates the Yellow Turban military regulations, he will also be severely punished! ”

"Good! You can say that again! Guo Tu's expression was cold, and he raised his arms in response, "All are equal in front of military regulations!" ”

There are only two ways to make an army have strong combat effectiveness.

One is the beast incentive method adopted by Zhang Bao in the past, which is to stimulate the most primitive beast surname in the hearts of soldiers through human desires, so that human beings become as cruel, bloodthirsty, aggressive, and not afraid of death as wild beasts! Such an army has unimaginable destructive power, which is why the Yellow Turbans are notorious.

Another way is to rely on strict military discipline and military regulations to restrain soldiers and soldiers, and to unite the army's morale and inspire fighting spirit through clear rewards and punishments! Relying on clear rewards and punishments and strict military regulations, you can also create an iron-blooded army! The Qin army, which swallowed the six countries of the Kwantung region, is the best proof of this.

The military regulations of the Yellow Turban Army have just changed, and in order to convince the officers and soldiers of the three armies, Zhang Bao, as the monarch, especially needs to lead by example at this time.

Zhang Bao Huoran turned around and said to Dian Wei: "Dian Wei, bring the general's sweat and blood horse over." ”

A trace of pity flashed across Dian Wei's face, and he reluctantly led the sweaty BMW over, Zhang Bao snatched the reins of the horse from Dian Wei's hand, raised his head and said sharply: "This is the general's mount, and it is also a BMW, but it is also the war horse of my Yellow Turban Army!" Since it is the war horse of the Yellow Turban Army, it must abide by military regulations, and today, if it tramples on the wheat field, it must be beheaded! ”

The soldiers of the three armies were in an uproar, thinking that Zhang Bao was just talking, but they didn't expect to kill their beloved horse.

"Dian Wei, execution!"

"But, my lord, is it your mount?"

"General Ben said that even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu violates the military regulations, he will be punished, not to mention that it is the general's mount, beheaded!"

Dian Wei was helpless, raised the big iron halberd and swung it down, the head of the sweaty BMW was broken to the neck in an instant, the red blood suddenly spilled to the ground, and the horse corpse that lost the horse's head fell to the ground, still convulsing, Zhang Bao turned his head with some heartache, and then said: "As the owner of the sweaty BMW, General Ben failed to stop its trampling on the wheat field in time, and he is also jointly and severally responsible, and he will cut his hair today!" ”

Guo Tu, Dian Wei, He Man and other generals lost their voices: "Lord? ”

The ancients had a saying that the body was born and the skin was taught to the parents, and in the strict sense, the punishment for cutting off the head was indeed very large. When everyone was about to stop it, Zhang Bao had already cut off a strand of black hair and threw it on the ground, Sen Ran's eyes swept to the faces of all the soldiers, and he said sharply: "General Ben repeats, the Yellow Turban military regulations, even if the king of heaven Lao Tzu triggers, it will not be spared!" ”

Looking at that strand of black hair, all the Yellow Turban soldiers held their breath, and from this moment on, the new Yellow Turban Military Regulations had left a deep imprint in their hearts.