On the loess land, a group of more than 300 people walked sparsely. On the flank of the team, there was a ragged knight riding on a tall horse, swaying along with the ups and downs of the horse.
Finally, someone couldn't help but came over, bowed his hands and asked, "Marquis, are we really going north to Liaodong?"
"What else? Except for the Western Region, the grassland, Liaodong, and South Vietnam, is there anywhere in the world for us to settle down and live? The Western Region is thousands of miles away, and the grassland barbarians have war horses to help us. How can we, the farmers in the head of Guizhou, fight against us? South Vietnam is not weak in the Western Region. , is also thousands of miles away, there is a miasma running rampant, the language is difficult to understand, and the customs are different. I am afraid that before we reach South Vietnam, we will all be killed by the Han army.
Only Liaodong is close and has dangerous mountains and rivers, which can deter invading enemies. The barbarians in Fuyu are uneducated, ignorant of etiquette, and bully the weak and fear the strong. As long as we conquer the barbarians, we can do business, make money, and enrich my brothers. From now on, we will have no worries. The only thing I worry about is that the Northeast is a bitter and cold place. But if we brothers are united, what should we fear about a little bit of cold and bitterness? Now, all my brothers have been separated from their families, but they are still alive. When they arrive in Liaodong, a certain family will decide. I will settle down with you in a new home, get a new wife, give birth to seven or eight children, carry on the family line, and then build a family temple. Wouldn't it be wonderful? "
Wang Yan spoke very loudly, explaining to his 328 yellow turban soldiers the necessity of going to the Northeast, and promised some conditions accordingly.
When the Yellow Turban Army went to war, they always brought their children with them. The men fought, while the old women and children hid and waited until the battle was over to enjoy the fruits of victory. It is good to win the battle, but now the Han court organized an army to suppress the Yellow Turbans. After only a few battles, the tide set off by the Yellow Turbans was crushed. Like the moon in a mirror, the Yellow Turbans fled in all directions. In such a situation, the whole family couldn't take care of it, and they had already been dispersed.
In today's era, if a family is separated, it is basically certain that they will never see each other again in this life. What's more, their group of yellow turban soldiers did not disperse on their own initiative, but were dispersed by the Han court, and they were all spoils of war. Either repatriated to their place of origin, or sold to local powerful families, it won't take long for them to form new families. From beginning to end, only land and population are the most important. This is a truth that powerful families have long known. If you want to find someone like this, it will be really difficult.
Now he has gained a lot of prestige. He killed the original leader and two smaller leaders who were looking for trouble. He also organized these yellow turban soldiers to put up a fight to the death. Only then did he save their lives and instilled in them the spirit of lofty ideals. The ideal of struggle, of course, has trust.
This is how people in this era are, they will follow whoever can keep them fed. Although Wang Yan hasn't fed them yet, and even Wang Yan himself is hungry, he has shown that he treats these yellow turban soldiers as human beings, so it's easy to say that he should just follow them for now. They can't leave anyway, and even more He didn't dare to leave, so he could only follow Wang Yan all the way to the dark side.
They had been walking for several hours, and Wang had already said everything they needed to say, and they also understood some of the situation. This was the first battle where Liu Guan and Zhang mobilized their troops to surrender to Liu Yan. The leader of Wang Yan and other Yellow Turban soldiers was Cheng Yuanzhi, the Yellow Turban general who was chopped down by Guan Yu. This place is near Zhuo County. Cheng Yuanzhi raised troops and was defeated by Liu Guanzhang.
At this time, Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun and other commanders were leading their troops to beat up most of Zhang Jiao and chase the main force of the Yellow Turban all over the ground. The main reason is that the combat effectiveness of the peasant army is far behind the Han army. The Yellow Turbans do not have a senior commander. Their fighting skills are inferior and their armaments are still poor. It is normal that they cannot defeat them.
Within these few hours, Wang Yan also reorganized the team.
The Yellow Turban Army has thirty-six square canal commanders, more than 10,000 people in the big side, and several thousand people in the small side. The military system under this is roughly the same as that of the Han army, with five men in a troop, ten men in a shish, fifty men in a team, a hundred men in a tun, and two hundred men in a song. The highest military commander of this song is the so-called Junhou . At this point, generally speaking, even if he talks directly to Commander Qu, the number of troops he commands is not the 200 people who are destined to die.
Wang Yan's imperial system was born out of the Ming Dynasty Wei system. It combined the system of his leadership company and the system of modern China. After continuous improvement, it was blended into a political and military system of Wang's empire. It can govern a country or a company. So he didn't come up with any new ideas, after all, it was already perfect.
Just reorganize the team into a group of ten, with captains and deputy captains, and a team of 100, with a hundred generals and deputy captains. These 328 people are enough here. He directly commands six chief and deputy generals. The remaining 28 people are organized into the guard team and serve as the permanent guard Wang Yan to detect the enemy's situation. These twenty-eight people can be regarded as the front row of the yellow turban soldiers. The only eight horses they have are all ridden by these people, and hundreds of generals are riding on them.
And above the hundred generals, there are serious generals who command five hundred troops. The next level up is the legion he set up in conjunction with the Ming Dynasty's Seventeenth Guards Command and Envoy, namely the Wude Guard, the Longxiang Guard, the Leopard Guard, and the Feixiong Guard. Each guard has a full strength of 5,000 people, and the total number is 5,000. Those who lead the troops are not ordinary generals, but serious titled generals. Of course, there are not just these seventeen, there are just names on the left and right, you can have as many as you want.
In small-scale battles, one legion attacks to solve the problem. Large-scale battles require the deployment of various ministries and the formation of tens of thousands of people by senior commanders who come up from the bottom step by step and understand how the army operates. On weekdays, these legions are scattered across the country to guard local areas. There is also a complete set of supervision and logistics systems that prevent soldiers from knowing only generals but not other kings and emperors.
In addition, there is a larger standing army with tens of thousands of people, which is another model, mainly based on adaptability. For example, this time, Wang Yan plans to change the titles of generals, such as captain, governor, lieutenant general, etc. Localization is still very important.
As for the official system, currently implemented in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the central government has a system of three officials and nine officials, while the local governments follow the system of prefectures and counties of the Qin Dynasty. Ranks are calculated based on salary, which is often referred to as two thousand stone officials.
It is the same if we change this rank salary into rank rank, which is the rank of officials during the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is the same if we change it into modern levels. I did not mention that those who are in the deputy department are junior officials, and those who are in the deputy department are from the ninth rank. Anyway, that’s what it means .
The change of official system always changes in order to improve efficiency and centralize power. The system of the Wang Dynasty may indeed have a certain degree of advancement, but that's all. Now Wang Yan and other yellow turban soldiers are still in exile and have no place to establish themselves. Talking about officialdom is an afterthought...
Now in the land of Youji, there are soldiers and horses everywhere, either Yellow Turbans or Han troops. There are also rangers from various places who have not joined the Yellow Turbans, that is, idle people who are not doing their jobs. Some are really loyal, and some are just hooligans. Taking advantage of this time of war, many people committed evil acts, and burning, killing, and looting were commonplace.
Of course, this small-scale ranger organization is not looked down upon by Wang Yan and others. After all, it is to deliver weapons to them. It just has to hide from the Yellow Turbans and the Han army. If they encounter the Yellow Turbans, they will definitely be coerced to continue fighting. If you encounter the Han army, you will be chased and beheaded. You will have to chop off half of their heads to gain some credit.
Therefore, their group of yellow turban soldiers did not walk along the main road. Instead, they took the rugged paths and even sent out rangers to investigate the situation in order to seize the opportunity to escape with their lives.
In the evening, the cavalry who went out for reconnaissance reported: "Reporting to the army, ahead is the border of Anci. There is a fort ten miles away. Looking at it from a distance, I am afraid that there are no less than a thousand people inside."
Wubao is a defensive fortification built by powerful and powerful landowners to protect themselves in troubled times. As long as the door is closed, outsiders can do nothing. Moreover, powerful landowners have always had wealth and abundant grain reserves. Even if they were besieged for three or two months, it would not matter.
In fact, what this ranger said is not accurate, because powerful landowners live together in clans, plus tenants, private slaves and local property-owning farmers, the number can reach hundreds or thousands of households, thousands or tens of thousands of people. If not, they would not have gathered to defend themselves. If the scale is too small, it cannot be defended; if the scale is too large, it cannot be supported. Most of them are on a scale of tens of thousands of people, which to a certain extent represents the powerful power of powerful landlords.
After all, someone casually pulls out the armored man who comes forward. Even if it is not a real standard armor, but a privately made armor, it may even be rattan armor, bamboo armor, leather armor, etc., it is still better than the ordinary armorless one. The bandits and refugees are too powerful, not to mention that the strong men often organize military training, and they form a team with a certain fighting capacity. Most people can't help but these people.
Wang Yan thought for a moment and then patted the ranger on the shoulder: "Well done, Zhao Yu. Please check again and pay special attention to most of the Yellow Turbans and Han soldiers. Our brothers are exhausted and we must not use weapons and weapons by mistake." Take the lives of our brothers."
"Yes, Junhou." Zhao Yu clenched his fist and punched his chest, jumped on his horse, and led the other rangers away from the team.
Hitting the chest is naturally Wang Yanding's military salute, which is a display of strength. As for the name 'Zhao Yu', it was naturally given by Wang Yan. Not only Zhao Yu, but also more than 300 people, he changed more than 200 names.
Seeing the knights leaving, the hundred generals who had asked Wang Yan if he had really gone to Liaodong came over to lead Wang Yan's horse and said: "Marquis, my brothers have been traveling here from Zhuojun for sixty or seventy miles, and all of us are thirsty." , I’m empty, so I’d better make plans early.”
His real name was Zhang Wu, but Wang Yan changed his name to Zhang Wu.
"We will stop after another ten miles. You also heard what Zhao Yu said just now. The food and grass in the near future will depend on the strength of the fort ahead." Wang Yan followed the horse's ups and downs, smiling and speaking very relaxedly.
Zhang Wu was shocked: "The military lord wants to attack the fortress in front? Military lord, no, we are waiting with bare hands..."
"Don't panic. How could you not know that Wubao is difficult to attack? We and more than 300 people are trying to break it. It's really just a dream."
"That military lord is..."
"I negotiated with the owner of the fort to borrow food. I hope he won't embarrass us. This way, his fort will be safe and my brothers will be full. This is the best of both worlds."
Seeing the confident look of the new boss, Zhang Wu opened his mouth but said no more. Although he felt that the Junhou was hysterical and talked nonsense, the Junhou was moody and had strong martial arts skills. It was better to keep his mouth shut when he said something that shouldn't be said. He didn't want his head to be smashed into pieces. Anyway, he concluded that the powerful clans in Wubao would never dare to come out to fight, and they would not starve to death even if they were hungry all night, so he simply said whatever the military prince said, and he waited to see how the military prince borrowed food.
The basic quality of these yellow turban miscellaneous soldiers is definitely not good, but the will to run is definitely not good. They lost the battle in the morning, and then they were chased and killed by Liu Bei. Then they were pulled by Wang Yan and marched in a hurry. It took half a day to reach this place. The previous location was about 24 to 5 kilometers away. The sixty to seventy miles mentioned by Zhang Wu was a lot of exaggeration, but compared to this group of stragglers, it was quite good.
In this day, they just had a full meal before the war started in the morning, and they haven't eaten anything until now. They only caught a few small rivers on the way and took a few breaks to drink water. They didn't even go to the village, mainly because they were afraid of being exposed. He found his whereabouts and was pursued by a large force.
Now this team has long lost its fighting power. They are all blinded by hunger and can still walk. They are all afraid of Wang Junhou. Moreover, Wang Yan has not eaten, so he is in the same boat. Besides, there are still a few horses that can be killed for meat if they are really not good enough. So although they are all hungry, they are confident in their hearts. Even if they are a little resentful, it is nothing.
The last ten miles were very difficult to walk. When the group of people gasped and struggled to climb over a hilly slope, a large building appeared in front of everyone.
Through the dim light of the starry night, I could see a few lights on the plain and between the fields. There are high rammed earth walls with dense shadows of buildings inside. There are tall buildings inside and turrets at the four corners. Several straight roads can be faintly seen, making it look like a miniature county town.
"Marquis of the Army."
A hundred generals subconsciously greeted Wang Yan. He was the backbone. More than 300 people had already known about the need to borrow food. Now looking at the big castle below, they were all disappointed. They definitely couldn't defeat him, and there was nothing they could do if they were huddled in the fort.
Wang Yan obviously felt the low morale, and laughed and said: "Brothers, don't worry, let's follow him to Wubao within a stone's throw, and see how he can borrow food and grass."
After saying that, he gently knocked on the horse's belly and drove the horse forward. The other small soldiers, you looked at me, I looked at you, followed sparsely behind them, and silently pressed towards the Wubao.
A large group of densely packed figures approached under the starry night. Although many people in ancient times were night-blind, on this night of the month when there were few stars, not to mention the soldiers of the powerful landlord's house, who were responsible for the lookout and vigilance, must not be blind at night.
As expected, everyone revealed their figures and moved forward in darkness. Not long after, the bell rang loudly above the watchtower. The sound was melodious, but the frequent ringing turned into a noise. Not long after, we saw clusters of dark shadows on the wall of Wubao, and there were also noises coming from inside the castle.
When Wang Yan led his troops to the place where an arrow could be reached, several white-feathered arrows passed through graceful arcs, fell in front of him, and pierced into the ground. Sure enough, they were within an arrow's reach.
With a smile, Wang Yan waved his hand to stop the team without looking back, and said: "Brothers, please rest here for a while. Those with weapons are in front to prevent sudden changes. Someone is going to borrow food. Don't be anxious, someone. Just go and come back."
After that, one man came out of the battle to fight the horse and approached.
Although he was still in rags and wearing straw sandals at the moment, he already had a light leather armor on his body, and his weapons were a scimitar and an eight-sided Han sword on both sides of his waist. The knife was taken from him earlier, and the armor and sword were ripped off from his old boss who was sent away without a word.
Click, click, click, the horse's hooves stepped on the sandy and yellow soil, and the military lord Wang Yan walked towards the towering dock alone. From a distance, you can't tell, but up close, the Wubao city wall is very tall, maybe more than two feet, which is about six meters two thousand years later.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Someone shouted loudly on the high wall.
"A certain Yellow Turban Marquis was defeated in Zhuo County and lived here with his 328 brothers. He had a vision of the power of the nobles, so he came to visit. What he wanted was just some soldiers, armor, food, fodder and horses. I borrowed it from the nobles. After one year, the nobles can go to Liaodong for business, and it will be convenient for the nobles to return the grain, grass, soldiers and horses."
Wang Yan raised his head and shouted the same loudly. The sound was powerful in his Dantian, penetrating his heart, resonating in his mouth and mind. His sound was like thunder, and it was truly magnificent.
After his words fell, everything was silent, except for the noise of soldiers two hundred meters behind, and there was no sound from the high wall.
Not long after, one person burst out laughing on the wall, and then dozens of people laughed. They laughed at the kid from the city who didn't know his own weight and dared to come to them and make noise. He was really brave.
The person who made the decision could only be heard shouting: "The Yellow Turbans defeated their troops, but they are nothing more than local chickens and dogs. How dare you come to our Chen Family Fort and act recklessly? Do you really think that our Chen Family is easy to bully?"
After a while, Wang Yan heard a commotion. After a while, the heavy door with fine iron welded in front slowly opened inward. The light of a torch reflected the faces of the knights in the front row and the figures behind them. There may be thousands of soldiers in clusters.
Wang Yan laughed loudly, it was just what he wanted.
Powerful landowners are not easy to bully, otherwise how could such a large fort be built. Wang Yan's army is not large, but he has powerful soldiers and strong horses. How can he allow Wang Yan's child to be arrogant? They may not understand the situation on the battlefield, but it is appropriate to release some troops to pay attention to the surrounding situation. They must have discovered the whereabouts of Wang Yan and others early. The encounter at this time was even more anticipated.
Otherwise, this powerful man would definitely not dare to take the initiative, and he would have to be a bastard for two days to see what is true. After all, what if Wang Yan's troops are a bait, just to earn money to open the gate of Wubao? That was truly a genocide.
Zhang Jiao was very fierce. At the beginning of the uprising, he slaughtered many powerful people. Hundreds of thousands of people were dispatched together, and this Wubao was nothing more than a small sampan. It could be destroyed with a snap of a finger. They were considered awesome if they could hold out for two hours.
Without waiting for the enemy to attack, Wang Yan, who was laughing wildly, suddenly drew out his scimitar and Han sword, clamped the horse's belly, and launched a brazen charge towards the Chen Jiajun on the opposite side.
As the saying goes, a skilled person is bold. In this kind of battle in the gatehouse, if he can break the skin of someone like him, he will lose.
The soldiers in the rear who were still discussing whether the Marquis could borrow food and grass fell silent. Although they were far away and their field of vision was not good, they could still see the Marquis' figure getting further and further away. After a while, there was a sound coming from the distance. Come and shout to kill.
Everyone was stunned. You looked at me and I looked at you.
"Did the Marquis fight his way in?"
"right?"
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Everyone accepted this fact and was quiet for a while. The ranger Zhao Yu got on his horse and drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang: "The military prince borrowed food for our brothers, and now we are trapped in the enemy's formation. We, An Neng, can sit idly by and ignore it. Yes." Those who are equipped with weapons, follow me and charge, whether life or death, each will decide his destiny."
After saying that, he galloped his horse, followed in the footsteps of the military lord, and headed towards Wubao.
After Zhao Yu, everyone gritted their teeth and tightened the cloth strips around their waists. This was the only thing they wanted to win. They also picked up their weapons and charged forward one by one. Even those without weapons were infected by the atmosphere and charged along with them.
Wang Yan knew what was going on at the rear. He was a brother in distress. Instead of watching his boss seek death alone, he still ran over to save him. That's good.
In fact, he really didn't need anyone to save him. After all, he was in the city tower at the moment, and he had blocked everyone in Chenjiabao inside. Although there may be many soldiers and horses behind, the people in front only face four or five at the same time. In a short time, almost all the cavalry in the front row were killed by him.
He didn't believe that there was an invincible army at this time, not to mention that these people were just powerful private soldiers who had undergone certain training. Although the Han Dynasty has strong martial ethics and relatively simple folk customs, it is still a battle to defend the homeland, and there is a bit of fighting spirit, but it is nothing more than that.
He, Wang, is very worthy of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in terms of military force. Zhang Fei is just one move under him. How can these people be his enemies?
He just wanted to borrow some food, so why bother...
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