There are no small stoves in the Yellow Turban camp.

The guards outside Wang Luo's camp stared at the assassin who was building a stove outside the commander's camp with wary eyes. She looked at them with a smile on her shackles.

The only thing that can be used for seasoning is salt, and the amount is not much, and there are no condiments such as sauce and vinegar. In the end, Zhou Suyan just cooked some porridge.

"It tastes good." After Wang Luo drank it, he commented.

"She's not reliable," Zhou Yingxiong, who rushed to hear the news, commented as he drank porridge.

"I don't need her to be reliable." Wang Luo replied. "As long as you can work. There are so many unreliable people in our camp... Not one worse than her. ”

"Actually, you can find a better one." Yang Wentian said lazily. "There aren't many people who can command the soldiers in the scene."

"I don't know if it's good or bad. When you meet her, that's her. ”

The reasons are strong... Thinking that his friend was not a person who would be fooled, Zhou Yingxiong and Yang Wentian, who wanted to persuade him again, didn't say anything more.

After dinner, Zhou Suyan carried out the process of "surrendering to sincerity". According to Wang Luo's meaning, in fact, it doesn't matter. However, if she doesn't switch sides, she may be accidentally injured in the camp, so she still needs it.

In the evening, Wang Luo gathered all the soldiers of the battalion--- men, women, old and weak.

The first task is to reorganize the army. Wang Luo had all the armor and weapons, and the more than 3,000 people who had won the battle yesterday were divided into seven teams, each with more than 400 people. Zhou Yingxiong, Su Si, Zhang Shi, Zhang Xiong, Tie Zhu, Bai Erjin, Wang Luo himself, each with a team. Then, after selecting the able-bodied and surrendered Han troops from the original camp (about half of the more than 800 Han troops surrendered), the number of each team was replenished to 1,000.

The rest, the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, women with children, and so on. Wang Luo also organized it into three teams and handed them over to Liu San, Mao Man, and Lin Qi's officers. Its main work is to chop wood, cook rice, sew and wash clothes, and manage baggage.

Whether these people are disgruntled or not, Wang Luo doesn't care about him--- expects everyone to be satisfied and happy, and there is no need to do things.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qi did not object--- which made Wang Luo a little lucky, in fact, just after an agreement was reached, this Taoist priest Qu Shuai has a greater chance that he will not object to his arrangement, but he cannot completely rule out the possibility of accidents.

Yang Wentian's scout army expanded to more than 100 people, and Wang Luo also allocated him the captured war horses--- and hoped in his heart that his good luck would continue to play a role.

Some of Su Si's troops, Wang Luo allocated them to Zhang Shi in this grouping. Su Si didn't say anything about this--- in Wang Luo's opinion, Su Si is a person with a strong sense of the overall situation, and he feels guilty after these incidents, such a good opportunity should be used.

Then count the grain, grass, and ordnance. Most of the captured Han army armor was also distributed according to merit. In this way, of the more than 7,000 people of the main force, more than 3,000 already have a full set of weapons and armor.

The iron ingots and ores that Lin Qi brought were enough to make three or four hundred sets. Food can support half a month.

Wang Luo asked his subordinates to line up for production and practice. Because of the agreement with Lin Qi, he couldn't shout conceptual slogans this time, so Wang Luo chose to recite military discipline.

"Those who don't listen to orders, behead!"

"Kill the captives indiscriminately, behead!"

"Loud laugher, slash!"

"Leak the military plane, slash!"

"Those who are sick and wounded, behead!"

"Leaving the team, ** women, robbing property, behead!"

Wang Luo couldn't remember all the military disciplines he had seen before. Anyway... He knew that when the number of soldiers was small, too strict discipline would lead to resistance and the small team would fall apart; However, when the number of people increases, the establishment of strict military rules and severe punishment when soldiers violate them will make the large team more effective.

The reward system is later followed, which is beneficial for the soldier's psychology. Accepting constraints and pressures first, and then mentioning and thinking of rewards--- the effect is similar to bitter before sweet.

By reorganizing, retraining, and arming, and setting up a new reward and punishment mechanism, the combat effectiveness of this unit will be greatly enhanced. And once the atmosphere, habits, and atmosphere are formed, the recruits who join later will also increase their abilities faster.

I just don't know, how much time is left?

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The commander of the Han army battalion has a big tent

"The two teams that went out privately before were all wiped out."

Among the lowly officers of the Han Army, there was a whisper.

Huangfu Song waved his hand. "I don't care about the previous things. Tomorrow, reinforcements will arrive. As soon as they arrived, we will attack with all our troops, first defeat this Yellow Turban thief army, and then wave our army north to exterminate the bandits in Guangzong! ”

"Whoa!" The officers stood up and responded in unison.

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"Tomorrow the reinforcements will arrive, and the Han army will go out with all the army." In a large tent at the far end of the camp, a dwarf with an ugly face and a missing nose pulled two threads from his ears and said to his teammates in front of him.

"Are you going to the Yellow Turban Camp?" A man in gold armor asked.

"Yes." The gnome replied. "The news from over there is that the Yellow Turban soldiers in this area have converged under the account of Xinqu Shuai, and they are building armor and training soldiers, Huangfu Song probably doesn't want to give the enemy time to defeat them here."

"What does that say? Let's fight! "A tall, muscular woman stood up." Chief? ”

The dwarf, the golden-armored man, and the rest of the dozen or so people in the tent all looked at an old man with a kind face on crutches. After waiting for a moment, the old man paused for crutches. "Then get ready, and tomorrow we will all go to battle with the Han army."

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At the same time, in another smaller tent in the Han army camp.

"Mr. Ranke, I just received news that reinforcements from the Han army have arrived. Darber: They're ready to fight. A slender boy bowed his head and said to a large man with a beard.

"My shoes hear me, Rick. If you lift up your head, my ears will hear. Ranke sighed softly. Sooner than expected, is it the fuck of that bitch again? Let's rest well and follow the Han army tomorrow. ”

"Okay, Rank." Some of the four or five people in the camp answered their captain like this. Some just nodded.

"Did you monitor anything in that bitch's tent?"

"No... No. Sorry, sir. The boy's head bowed even more.

"I just asked casually, and I didn't expect you to break through. Rick, I told you, don't be so nervous. ”

"Yes, sir, I'm sorry, sir."

“.... Forget it, whatever you want. Ranke stroked his beard and sighed as he remembered how miserable he had been when he had rescued the kid from his previous team.