With a long sword in his left hand and a scimitar in his right hand, Wang Yan lightly knocked on the horse's belly, and the horse slowly stepped forward.
In front, a group of people held up swords, guns, swords and halberds, slowly retreated, and were forced out of the gatehouse. They had no choice but to retreat, and just after a chaotic fight, their corpses were lying in the gatehouse, all done by Wang Yan alone. Now the three hundred yellow turban bandits who ran over were picking up corpses, removing their armor and arming themselves. In just a moment, they had become a fully equipped military formation.
The eyes of the yellow turban soldiers flashed scarlet, and at this time they had little sense left. Someone was shooting arrows on the top of the city tower. On the way over, they lost some people's hands, and then they blocked the gate tower and fought. There are so many rules and regulations, but they are just randomly stabbed and hacked, and some of them were killed.
What they didn't expect was that Junhou was really so brave. He bravely fought in with all his swords and even had the energy to save them.
So the fort that was indestructible to them was broken, and they put on neat armor. So what's next? Just burning, killing and looting.
The wealth of a powerful family in a place is right in front of you, so easy to get, how can you not be red-eyed...
Wang Yan waved his hand to suppress the restless Yellow Turban soldiers, took a few steps forward, reined in his horse, stood still, and shouted loudly: "In this battle, you and others raised troops first, which is not what I wanted. I expected you and others to be damaged." Hundreds of people are already clear-headed, and I'm looking for the Lord of Fortress to come and talk to someone."
There were people making noises in the back, but the people in front didn't relax at all. They raised their weapons nervously, fearing that Wang Yan would suddenly attack. The people at the back couldn't see clearly. The people in front were already dead. Only they understood how cruel the leader of the Yellow Turban Bandits was in front of them.
After a while, the soldiers of the wealthy family who were blocked in front of Wang Yan were divided into two sides. An old man in sixties was supported by others and walked out of the group with a sandalwood cane. He held his hands in greeting and said: "This old man is the master of the Chen family's fort. I am here now." The accidental recruitment of troops was not what the Chen family wanted. In fact, the general is a yellow turban, and we have no choice. I did not think of the general's high righteousness, and had no intention of plundering my Chen family. Because of Chen's thought, we suffered hundreds of casualties on both sides. I am ashamed. Ashamed. To be honest, general, the ancestor of the Chen family is..."
Wang Yan waved his hand to stop: "How is your Chen family? What does it have to do with you? Mr. Chen came to see you, but it was just a matter of swords and fish. Your ancestors are glorious, can you save your lives now? Someone has a word, Mr. Chen will listen to it, then you The danger of the Chen family is over. Give us fifty good horses, fifty strong bows, five thousand arrows, half a month of grain, grass, meat, salt, silk and gold. We will leave immediately and never come again.
Just now, what I said to the city is as usual. A year later, when you and the Chen family go to Liaodong for business, you will definitely be able to find out the news about us. You will have good causes today and good results tomorrow. What does Mr. Chen think? "
"General just now did not report his name, I don't know the name of the general..."
"The king of a certain family said, his courtesy name is Ziyan."
The old man Chen cupped his hands and said, "Now that I, Chen, have established a good relationship with the general, I will order someone to fetch a supply of grain and grass in a moment."
There are not many choices left for Chen, they can only agree, or die if they don't agree, that's all.
Wang Yan had already led his men to occupy a gatehouse, and they came in with a killing spree, defeating the courage of their own soldiers. Although he is still strong enough to go into battle, Wang Yan is so good at fighting that the yellow turban soldiers under his command are now red-blooded. Even if they can kill Wang Yan and his party, the damage caused to the Chen family is too great, and even Maybe the war ruined their family's good situation.
In comparison, spending money to eliminate disasters is the best solution. Moreover, Wang Yan had a kind attitude and promised that they could go to Liaodong to do business in a year. Although it seems to be empty words now, and it is not yet known whether they can reach Liaodong alive, but Wang Yan cannot be regarded as robbery after all. They belong to Shila Investment, although it is First fight and enter the gate of Chen's Wubao...
The process is not beautiful, but the result is very good.
After waiting for a long time, Chen's people led many horses. There were yellow turban soldiers who counted them one by one. They were exactly fifty. There were also twelve carriages carrying grain, meat and salt, bows and arrows, silk and gold. , and even a lot of five baht coins.
The most valuable horses were those excluding the front row cavalry who were killed by Wang Yan, and the mules and horses pulling the carriage were not included. The food delivered was ordinary grains, with the most common grains being millet, which is modern millet. This food has a long shelf life and was the main ration at this time. The horse feed is all fine materials, that is, there is no ratio yet. They are all raw materials, that is, beans, bran, coarse salt, hay, etc. If you need to feed the horse, just mix it according to the proportion. This is to facilitate the storage time.
Now that the weather is getting warmer, food and grass must be paid more attention to. Even considering the problem of drinking water and eating, these people also gave water carts and seasonings such as vinegar and sauce, as well as utensils for cooking and eating such as pots, woks, woks, and tripods, as well as large pots, small pots, and pots two thousand years later. Large basins, small bowls, etc. have almost the same meaning, and are mostly made of copper.
Mr. Chen's attitude of standing at attention after being beaten was quite correct. This was an absolute awareness of current affairs. Since I can no longer refuse, I might as well do it more grandly. Anyway, it’s not that bad.
Wang Yan expressed that he was very satisfied, and the Yellow Turban soldiers were also very satisfied.
After Chen cleared the corpses in the city tower and asked the Yellow Turban soldiers to take their own wounded soldiers and corpses who died in the battle and leave out of the range of the arrows, Wang Yan bowed his hand to Old Man Chen. After saying "see you later", he beat the horse and left Chen's Wubao, leaving only Chen's sorrow on the ground. It was just the jungle of the jungle.
After leaving Chen's Wubao, Wang Yan and other yellow turban soldiers did not stop, but walked forward with their stomachs growling, climbed over the hill again, and camped by a small stream.
They said they were camping, but they didn't have a tent to camp. The ground was their bed and the sky was their quilt.
The casualties were counted along the way, and there were 328 people. After this small battle, 36 people were killed and 70 or 80 were injured. Fortunately, the injured were not seriously injured, and they were still capable of fighting. Of course, this is now, there will be tetanus later, but it won't break an arm or a leg. Now Wang Yan has no conditions for treatment, so he can only accept his destiny.
After discerning that the food and grass were non-toxic, they ordered people to cut down trees, bury pots and light fires, and strictly ordered not to drink raw water. There were no conditions before, not to mention that Wang Yan's resistance was incomparable. Now that he has a big pot, he can no longer drink raw water. This is a truth known to all time travellers.
He also ordered his men to dig deep pits on the hillside. There were no coffins, and they only buried the Yellow Turban soldiers who died in the battle. No one cares about the life or death of these people. Although many of them are rushing to survive and obtain the Yellow Turban, they have long been aware of death. At this time, the life span of farmers was not long. There were wars, epidemics, natural disasters, man-made disasters, and there might be wild beasts emerging from the mountains.
Joining the Yellow Turbans is in the spirit of doing something. It's not a loss if you can get a few good meals. After all, most people in this era have never had a few full meals in their lives and have not had enough nutrition. This is also the purpose of Wang Yan coming here. The people of the Han Dynasty live a miserable life.
The meal was cooked very quickly, because it was not difficult. I boiled the rice porridge, boiled the broth, and poured the broth over the rice porridge. A group of hungry people were not afraid of the heat. They did all kinds of things at once, and when they put it in their mouths, they snored. , the food is delicious.
Zhang Wu approached Wang Yan, who was slowly drinking minced meat and millet porridge, and looked at Wang Yan hesitantly.
Glancing at him, Wang Yan said: "If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go."
"Wu has something unclear. I hope Junhou can clear up his doubts." Seeing that Wang Yan didn't speak, Zhang Wu smiled awkwardly and asked, "My brothers and I have already entered Wubao before, why not occupy the Chen family? It's no good, We should also ask for more luggage."
"Of course, but there are still more than a thousand soldiers in Chen's family. Can someone survive? Can you survive? Let's say we all survive. The Yellow Turban and Han troops here are as numerous as an ox. I don't know when they will besiege us. What will happen at that time? The army is currently here , we cannot wait for the fight between trapped beasts, and we are seeking death. I know your question, you must be thinking how can Chen be stronger than us? How can Chen be spared from the fight between trapped beasts and us?
However, the Chen family is a local wealthy family with deep roots. If the Chen family had not despised us today, how could we have easily entered the city gate? From a certain point of view, if the gate of Chen family is closed, it cannot be broken without an army. Now that the two armies are facing each other, the Yellow Turbans have no time to care, and the Han army does not harass the Chen family. Even if they are trapped, they can only get some food and grass today. If we take over the Chen family, do you think the Chen family will obey us? We have three hundred imperial envoys and ten thousand people, and we are constantly fighting among ourselves. How can we talk about defending the fort?
You said that we need a lot of luggage, but we are all Guizhou heads, domestic slaves, farmers, and gangsters. Now if I ask for more food and property, who do you think will be the one who suffers from hunger? They are just domestic slaves and farmers under the Chen family. How are they different from us?
Listen up, brothers, you must remember that the place where we come is to teach the heads of Guizhou, domestic slaves, farmers, and gangsters like us, to have their own fields, to have their own houses, and to have their illnesses have their own medical treatment. The family has a good wife and filial son, and plenty of fish and meat to eat. In future wars, you must not burn, kill, loot, or harm the people, but those who disobey orders will be killed without mercy. "
"Yes!" The three hundred people answered in unison, and after eating some hot rice, they were somewhat sonorous.
"Let's all have a meal. After the meal, we all should take a bath. Today we will eat well and go to bed early. We will get up early tomorrow and go on the road."
Wang Yan waved his hand and drank minced meat and millet porridge. To these yellow turban soldiers, this porridge is salty and meaty, but to him, it is quite average. However, the conditions were poor and there was no other way but to deal with it.
He thought that when he arrived in Liaodong, he would start making steel and get out the iron pot first. The only important thing for development of a separate country is food, clothing, housing and transportation. Once these are taken care of, natural supplies will be abundant. With these supplies, there will naturally be many soldiers. Therefore, as long as we govern in the direction of letting everyone eat more, even if we go astray, we will not go too far.
After eating a few bowls of millet porridge to fill his stomach, Wang Yan took off his armor, washed the blood stains on his body with the stream water, rinsed his long hair, and washed the leather armor. Armor must be maintained, not just after washing it with water, but also with wax or oil to ensure the corrosion resistance of the armor surface. It's just that the conditions are simple now, not to mention that the armor doesn't fit well, so it's just that. In the future, if conditions permit, a set of serious iron armor will definitely be customized.
He casually threw the washed armor into the carriage. On the still cold early spring night, Wang Yan was naked and with disheveled hair. He didn't care about the open-eyed and inferior looks of his men, so he pulled a batch of brocade silk from the carriage and used it as a bath towel. waist.
Silk is the general name for silk fabrics, which is also the precious brocade. Due to low productivity, silk could be used as money during the Han and Tang Dynasties, and it was still a big ticket.
Under the distressed gaze of all his men, Wang Yan pulled two more pieces and spread them on the ground. Finally, he got two pieces of cloth and took them in his hands. He sat by the fire and cut the cloth with a dagger by the light. There are still things, and they don't take up any space. They can be stuffed directly into the belt around my waist.
He has been engaged in fashion design for a period of time. Although he mainly designs wedding dresses, he always stays true to his roots. Basic tailoring skills are not a big problem.
He first sewed two large loose pants. The silk fabric was very smooth and soft, so it was good. There is no mention of underwear at this time. Although it is said that Huo Qubing studied crotch cloth, it obviously did not spread on a large scale.
In addition, I sewed a set of inner singles and an outer green shirt. The stitching is definitely not very good, but as long as it looks fine, it will be fine. As soon as he put on this silk brocade robe, Wang Junhou became Mr. Wang. The only shortcoming is that I still have straw sandals on my feet, not boots.
In addition, he also got a piece of peach wood and cut out a hairpin. It was tied with a yellow scarf before, but he didn't like it very much, so he got a hairpin plug.
At this moment, he looked nothing like the farmers of today, nor did he look like a refugee or a bandit. Although he was dressed in a nondescript manner, he looked like a free and uninhibited young man. After all, he is only eighteen this year. Why call him a kid with such a foul mouth? He doesn't even have a beard. It can be seen from this that it is indeed a wise saying that people should not be judged by their appearance. He only looks kind, but no one knows how dirty his heart is?
The next day, around Mao hour, which was almost five o'clock, the sky brightened up. Wang Yan and other yellow turban soldiers had another meal of minced meat and millet porridge, drank and fed the horses, and all had a bowel movement. After packing up, they set off on the road.
Now they have fifteen carriages and one hundred and twenty-six horses. The speed of the team depends on the speed of the carriages. This time when they set out again, they didn't go through the valleys again, and of course they didn't take the main roads either. They just explored some country roads. After all, they have become fat sheep now. Before, they were coerced into fighting when they took the road, but now they are being robbed and taken to fight.
But walking on a small road is not without difficulties. I don't know how yesterday's battle was fought. I encountered scattered broken troops along the way. Wang Yan didn't do anything ruthless, he just killed the leader and that was it. Those who were willing to follow him followed, and those who didn't wanted to follow... So he gathered some people along the way, and the team turned out to be It has grown to more than 400 people.
In the afternoon, as the sun was setting, an unexpected incident occurred. Wang Yan and a group of yellow turban soldiers were surrounded by the yellow turban soldiers.
This is still within the territory of Anci, and there are still dozens of miles ahead to get out of Anci and reach Deyongnu County, which is the WQ area of Tianjin two thousand years later. Their team marched silently, and when they reached the foothills of the mountain, they ran into a group of thousands of Yellow Turbans.
Wang Yan had expected this situation, because he sent Zhao Yu and other rangers to conduct reconnaissance, looking for tonight's foothold. They had not reported back for a while, so there must have been an accident, and they were either dead or captured by the enemy. Otherwise, these little yellow scarfs, who had only had two full meals, would absolutely obey his orders.
"Where is the king?" Opposite, a strong man with a curly beard and a square face rode out into battle, wearing iron armor and boots with patterns on his feet.
Looking at the figure opposite him, he estimated that he was similar to his own and seemed to be stronger. Wang Yan smiled and rode forward. He couldn't say anything more, so he just drew his sword and chopped. The man responded hurriedly, but unfortunately, he didn't even draw his sword and was killed with a knife.
Wang Yan had no intention of listening to him. Now that we were outnumbered and the enemy was outnumbered, this person had no intention of seeking refuge. He was thinking more about annexing them. There will definitely be a fight, and this person's life will certainly not be spared.
After all, he only has so many people under his command now, and he has no territory and no opportunity to use political skills to marginalize them. And this kid must have prestige if he can lead these thousand people. Taking this kid in will bring trouble for himself. It is better to kill him directly. This will save trouble and deter the remaining thousand people.
Wang Yan knocked the bloody corpse off the horse with a knife to avoid staining the new clothes made last night. Wang Yan rode his horse forward and went straight to the yellow turban formation behind him. He did not stop until he was two meters away.
He shouted: "Where are the brothers of a certain family?"
It was quiet for a while, and some of the little bosses looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally the voice of an invisible young man from behind said: "Return to the general, the four of them were tied up behind, and they were beaten badly. .”
Wang Yan looked around and saw a child carrying a long knife. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He nodded in approval: "Bring him to me."
"If someone doesn't give the order, who will dare to move?"
Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at another warrior on horseback, or should we say a careerist?
Before he could pass by on his side, the man was already shouting and stabbing towards him with Chang Shuo in hand.
As we all know, Shuo is a high-end weapon. It takes two or three years to select a Ma Shuo from its materials to making it. I don’t know which house this person robbed and got such a weapon.
I thanked nature for the gift in my heart, and just like when I fought Zhang Fei before, I grabbed the gun barrel behind Shuo Jian, and then with a sudden force, I grabbed Ma Shuo in my hand, flipped it over, and Shuo's head moved from the back to the front. It smashed the man's shoulder directly, and he didn't even have time to scream. Then he swept horizontally, the gun barrel bent, and with great force, Shuo head smashed the man's head.
Under the gaze of everyone, the man dismounted from his horse and collapsed to the ground. His body was twitching. After a while, he stopped moving and was already dead.
Wang Yan mentioned Ma Shuo and said to the young man from before: "Bring him to me."
The young man swallowed and said, "General Qi, I can't lift it alone."
"Let him go." Wang Yan raised his head to a circle of yellow scarf soldiers around the young man.
"Yes, General." The few people waited for a few breaths and saw that no one of the leaders in front was looking for death. Then they clasped their fists in response and went over with the young man to carry Zhao Yu and others back.
"Junhou..." Zhao Yu tried his best to open his eyes and look at his military lord.
After inserting Ma Shuo into the ground, Wang Yan jumped off the horse and looked at the situation of several people.
One of them had his lung pierced by an arrow, and was stabbed several times, breaking an artery. It looked like he would not survive. Zhao Yu and the other three are fine, but the beating was a bit rough and there may be some bone fractures, so they will need to recover for a while.
"Don't worry, we are all trying to survive. We all know it, so I don't blame you. The three of you are all fine and will be fine in a few months."
After a word of comfort, Wang Yan asked his people behind him to carry the three of them into the carriage and settle them down. He looked at the anxious young man in front of him with a smile and said, "Please tell me your surname."
"General Qi, this boy's surname is Liao Minghua and his given name is Yuanjian."
"how old?"
"sixteen."
"Okay, you can be my personal guard." Wang Yan patted Liao Hua on the shoulder and nodded with a smile.
It is said that times make heroes, celebrities from the Three Kingdoms are not necessarily better than others. As the saying goes, how capable a person is depends on the platform. Some people find a platform to play, and some people don't. He segregated his own power, and the talents he picked out from the bottom may not be much worse than the celebrities of the Three Kingdoms.
Of course, it would be better to have celebrities under his command, otherwise it would still be called the Three Kingdoms. This is why he didn't kill Zhang Fei. There may not be a possibility of incorporating Liu Bei's group in the future. Otherwise, it would be difficult for Shu Han to exist in this world, so he would just kill Liu Guan and Zhang.
Liao Hua is naturally also a celebrity. He belongs to Guan Yu's team. In the late Three Kingdoms period, there was a saying that "there are no generals in Sichuan, and Liao Hua is the pioneer". Liao Hua may not be very good at it. He may not be very strong in one-on-one combat, and he doesn't have many brilliant records. But he has deep qualifications, rich battle experience, and is not bad at leading troops in battles.
This statement is not to look down on Liao Hua, but to say that the Shu Han talents are out of talent and there is no one to carry the cauldron. After all, Liao Hua was sixty or seventy years old at that time. Looking at it this way, it makes Liao Hua look good.
Of course, this is the world of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the real world of the Three Kingdoms. Liao Hua is a wealthy family. If he were not a yellow turban soldier, he would certainly not live in the world. It happened that Guan Yu rode alone for thousands of miles and had a life-and-death relationship.
Liao Hua is living on the street now. Someone Wang picked him up.
After looking at the people who were staring at him in darkness, Wang Yan jumped on his horse and stood still so that everyone could see him clearly. He shouted loudly: "Wang Yan of a certain family, like you, is a member of the Yellow Turban Army. With What’s even more similar to you is that you have a certain background..."
An excellent leader must paint the pie well. There is no doubt that Wang Yan is professional in this regard.
The general idea is that we are all bitter brothers. Zhang Jiao has no future and has no sympathy for everyone. Even if Zhang Jiao becomes the emperor, it has nothing to do with people like them who bleed. They should be poor or poor, and they should have enough to eat or not. . Moreover, the situation of the Yellow Turbans is not good now and they will be wiped out at any time. Following them will only lead to death. He re-deconstructed the meaning of the Yellow Turban Uprising. As for the Han court, it goes without saying. If they had the ability, why would everyone follow Zhang Jiao in rebellion.
If you want a good life, you can only create it yourself. He wants to take everyone to Liaodong, away from the sight of the Han Dynasty, so that everyone can develop secretly, establish a foundation in Liaodong, ensure that everyone has good food and drink, and find a wife for everyone to continue the family line. He is king of someone, just like everyone else, he wants everyone to live a good life and no one dares to bully them.
In a word, it talks about class, suffering, the present and the future. Awaken it with emotion, move it with reason, threaten it with weapons.
Yes, during his speech, Wang Yan killed a few more people seeking death. They are making noise and causing trouble, so how can that be done?
In short, after a speech, the team was reorganized on the spot, and the original three hundred soldiers who had already agreed with Wang Yan and the cause Wang Yan wanted to lead them were dispersed into the more than a thousand people newly recruited today. Basically, All were promoted. At the same time, some officers from the original team were also retained, but their direct subordinates were actually Wang Yan's subordinates. Such mutual restraint and decentralization of power can be regarded as temporarily stabilizing the team that has now reached 1,500 people.
This is the reason why Cao Cao and others developed rapidly. After the defeat of the Yellow Turbans, many defeated troops became bandits and became kings. They took over many Yellow Turban armies.
At the beginning of the war, Wang Yan had reached a strength of 1,500 troops in just two days. Otherwise, the Yellow Turban Army was all experienced.
Of course, these people are still very poor now, both in terms of combat effectiveness and cohesion. But it's not a big problem. As long as Wang Yan spends a few days with them and fights two battles, these people will become what Wang Yan wants them to be.
The journey to Liaodong is thousands of miles away, and there will definitely be many twists and turns along the way. When we reach Liaodong, we will definitely have a strong journey.
There are only three things in this thousand-mile journey, training, training, fucking training...
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