Chapter 830 Borrowing Food

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 land of bitter cold. But we, brothers, are united, so why should we be afraid of a little bit of cold and bitterness? Now that all my brothers have been separated from their families, they have been spared their lives. When they arrive in Liaodong, a certain family can take the initiative. They can settle down in a new home with you, marry a new wife, and have children of seven or eight years old, carry on the family line, and then build a family temple. Wouldn't it be wonderful? "

Wang Yan spoke very loudly, explaining to his three hundred and twenty-eight 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 wave 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 he needed to say, and at the same time 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 Zhuojun. 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 band, 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 company and the system of modern China. After continuous improvement, it was integrated 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 military force among the yellow turban soldiers. The only eight horses they have are all ridden by these people, and hundreds of generals are riding on their legs.

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 Wude Guard, Longxiang Guard, Leopard Guard, Feixiong Guard, etc. 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. For large-scale battles, it is necessary to mobilize various ministries, step by step from the bottom up, and senior commanders who understand the operation mode of the army to assemble tens of thousands of people. On weekdays, these legions are scattered across the country to guard local areas. There is also a complete supervision and logistics system, which prevents soldiers from knowing only generals but not other kings and emperors.

In addition, there are even larger standing armies with tens of thousands of people, which is another model, and the main thing is to adapt to the situation. For example, this time, Wang Yan plans to change the titles of generals, such as school lieutenants, governors, and generals of the middle army. Localization is still very important.

As for the official system, the current Eastern Han court implements the system of three officials and nine ministers in the central government, and the local government follows the county system of the Qin Dynasty. The rank is calculated according to the salary, which is often called the two thousand stone officials.

Replace this salary with the rank, which is the official of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is the same when it is replaced with the modern level. Those who are not mentioned as deputy section officials are minor officials, and those who are deputy section officials are from the ninth rank. Anyway, that's the meaning.

The changes in the official system are all the same, in order to improve work efficiency and centralize power. The system of the Wang Dynasty may indeed be advanced to a certain extent, but that's it. Now Wang Yan and other Yellow Turban soldiers are still in exile and have no place to stand. Talking about the official system is a matter for the future...

Now in Youji, there are soldiers everywhere, either Yellow Turbans or Han troops, and there are also rangers from all over the country who have not joined the Yellow Turbans, that is, idle people who do not do their jobs. Some are really loyal, and some are just hooligans. Taking advantage of this war, many people do evil, and burning, killing and looting are just common.

Of course, this small-scale ranger organization is not taken seriously by Wang Yan and others. After all, it is to send them weapons, but they still have to hide from the Yellow Turbans and the Han army. If they encounter the Yellow Turbans, they will definitely be forced to continue fighting. If they encounter the Han army, they will be chased and chopped, and they must chop off half of their heads to accumulate some credit.

So their group of Yellow Turban soldiers did not walk along the main road, but took the rugged path, and sent the rangers out to scout the situation, so as to seize the opportunity and escape.

At dusk, the scouts reported: "Reporting to the military marquis, the front is the Anci territory. There is a fort ten miles away. Judging from its size, there are probably no less than a thousand people inside."

Forts are defensive fortifications built by powerful landlords to protect themselves in troubled times. As long as the gate is closed, outsiders can do nothing. Moreover, the powerful landlords have wealth and a lot of grain storage, so it doesn't matter even if they are besieged for three or two months.

In fact, what the scout said was not accurate, because the powerful landlords lived together in clans, and together with the tenants, private slaves and local wealthy farmers, there could be hundreds or thousands of households, thousands or tens of thousands of people. Otherwise, they would not gather in forts to defend themselves. If the scale is small, it cannot be defended, and if the scale is large, it cannot be supported. Most of them are of this scale of thousands or tens of thousands of people, which also represents the powerful power of the powerful landlords to a certain extent.

After all, the armored men who were casually pulled out were not real standard armor, but privately cast armor, or even rattan armor, bamboo armor, leather armor, etc., which were much stronger than the ordinary bandits and refugees without armor. Moreover, the men would often organize military training, and they would be a team with certain combat effectiveness. Ordinary people could not do anything to these people.

Wang Yan thought for a while, and then patted the shoulder of the ranger: "Zhao Yu, well done. You go on to explore, and pay great attention to the majority of the Yellow Turbans and the Han army. We brothers are exhausted, and we must not use weapons rashly to delay our brothers' lives."

"Yes, military marquis." Zhao Yu clenched his fist and pounded his chest, jumped on the horse, and led the other rangers away from the team.

Hammering the chest is naturally a military salute set by Wang Yan, which is to show strength. As for the name "Zhao Yu", it was naturally given by Wang Yan. Not only Zhao Yu, but more than 300 people, he changed more than 200 names.

Seeing the cavalry leave, the general who had asked Wang Yan if he was really going to Liaodong came over to lead Wang Yan's horse and said, "General, we brothers have hurried from Zhuo County to here for sixty or seventy miles. We are all thirsty and hungry. We should make plans early."

His real name is Zhang Wu, and Wang Yan changed his name to Zhang Wu.

"Stop after another ten miles. You should also listen to what Zhao Yu said just now. The food and grass in the near future will rely on the powerful fortresses ahead." Wang Yan smiled and spoke very easily as the horse rose and fell.

Zhang Wu was surprised: "Is the general going to attack the fort in front? General, no, we are unarmed..."

"Don't panic, how can I not know that the fort is difficult to attack? There are more than 300 of us, and it is a foolish dream to try to break it."

"The general is..."

"I have negotiated with the fort owner to borrow food, and I think he will not make things difficult for us. In this way, his fort is safe and my brothers are full. This is a win-win situation."

Looking at the confident look of the new boss, Zhang Wu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything more. Although he felt that the general was hysterical and full of nonsense, the general was moody and had great martial arts skills, so it was better to keep silent about what he shouldn't say. He didn't want his head to be smashed. Anyway, he concluded that the powerful families in the fort would never dare to come out to fight, and they would not starve to death for a night, so he simply said whatever the general said, and he waited to see how the general would borrow food.

The basic quality of these Yellow Turban soldiers is definitely not good, but their will to run away is absolutely beyond doubt. They suffered a defeat in the morning, and then they were chased and hacked by Liu Bei. Then they were forced to march by Wang Yan. After walking for half a day, this place is about 24 or 25 kilometers away from the previous place. The 60 or 70 miles mentioned by Zhang Wu is exaggerated a lot, but compared to this group of scattered soldiers, it is also quite good.

During this day, they only had a full meal before the battle in the morning, and have not eaten anything since then. They only caught up with a few small rivers on the way, rested and drank water a few times, and they didn't even go to the village, mainly because they were afraid of revealing their whereabouts and being chased by a large army.

Now the team has lost their fighting power. They are so hungry that their eyes are blurry, but they can still walk. They are afraid of Wang Junhou. Besides, Wang Yan hasn't eaten yet. They are in the same boat. Besides, there are still a few horses. If things don't work out, they can kill them and eat meat. So although they are all very hungry, they are all confident. Even if they have some resentment, it is not worth mentioning.

The last ten miles were very difficult. When the group of people panted and struggled to climb over a hilly slope, a large building appeared in front of everyone.

With the dim light of the starry night, I saw that on the plain, between the fields, there were a few lights that were unusually bright. The rammed earth high wall, the dark shadows of the buildings inside the wall were dense, there were tall buildings inside, corner towers at the four corners, and a few straight roads could be vaguely seen, like a miniature county town.

"Junhou."

One hundred generals subconsciously greeted Wang Yan. He was the backbone. More than 300 people knew that they wanted to borrow food before. Now looking at the big castle below, they were all disappointed. They definitely can't win the fight. They are hiding in the fort, and they can't do anything.

Wang Yan obviously felt the low morale, and laughed: "Don't worry, brothers, follow me to the fort within an arrow's reach, and see how I can borrow food and grass."

After that, he knocked the horse's belly gently to drive the horse forward, and the other small soldiers looked at each other, followed behind him one by one, and pressed towards the fort in silence.

A large group of densely packed figures approached under the starry night. Although many ancient people were night blind, it was a night with few stars on the moon, let alone the family soldiers of the powerful landlords who were responsible for lookout and vigilance, and they must not be blind at night.

As expected, everyone showed their figures and moved forward in a black mass. Not long after, the bell rang on the watchtower. The sound was melodious, but the frequent knocking became noisy. Soon, clusters of black shadows were seen on the walls of the fort, and there was also a noise from the fort.

When Wang Yan led his troops to the point where an arrow could reach, several white feather arrows drew a beautiful arc, fell in front of him, and pierced into the ground. It was indeed within an arrow's reach.

With a smile, Wang Yan waved his hand without looking back to stop the team and said, "Brothers, please rest here. Those with weapons should stay in front to prevent sudden changes. Someone will go forward to borrow food. Don't worry, I will be back soon."

After that, one person rode out on horseback.

Although he was still in rags and straw sandals at this moment, he had a light leather armor on his body, and the weapons were on both sides of his waist, a scimitar and an eight-sided Han sword. The knife was taken away before, and the armor and sword were taken from his old boss who was sent away without saying a word.

Da Da Da Da, the horse's hooves stepped on the sandy yellow land, and the military marquis Wang Yan went to the towering fort alone. It was not noticeable from a distance, but the fortress wall was very tall when viewed up close, about two feet, which was about six meters two thousand years later.

"Who are you and what do you want?" Someone shouted loudly on the high wall.

"I am a marquis of the Yellow Turban Army. I was defeated in Zhuo County and drifted here with 328 brothers. I came to visit you because I saw the nobles and powerful people. What I want is just some weapons, armor, food, and horses. I will lend them to you. After one year, you can go to Liaodong to do business. I will definitely help you and return the food, armor, and horses."

Wang Yan raised his head and shouted loudly. This voice was powerful in Dantian, penetrating the lungs, and resonating in the mouth and brain. The sound was like thunder, which was really magnificent.

When he finished speaking, everything was silent. Only the miscellaneous soldiers 200 meters behind were shouting, and there was no sound on the high wall.

Soon, one person on the wall laughed out loud, followed by dozens of people laughing. They laughed at the child under the city who didn't know his own weight and dared to come here to shout. He was really brave.

All he heard was the person in charge shouting, "The Yellow Turbans are defeated soldiers, but chickens and dogs. How dare you come to my Chenjiabao and act so recklessly? Do you really think my Chen family is easy to bully?"

After a while, Wang Yan heard a commotion. After half a minute, the heavy iron-welded gate in front slowly opened inward. The light of a torch illuminated the faces of the knights in the front row. There were crowds of people in the back, perhaps hundreds of soldiers.

Wang Yan laughed out loud, which was exactly what he wanted.

The powerful landlords are not easy to bully, otherwise how could such a large fortress be built. Wang Yan's army was not large, and the powerful soldiers and horses were strong. How could they allow Wang Yan to act so recklessly? They might not understand the situation on the battlefield, but it was reasonable to send some people to pay attention to the surrounding situation. They must have discovered the whereabouts of Wang Yan and others long ago. They had expected this encounter.

Otherwise, the powerful would not dare to take the initiative to attack. At least they would be a cuckold for two days to see the real situation. After all, what if Wang Yan's troops were bait, just to earn money to open the gate of the fort? That would be the extermination of the whole clan.

Zhang Jue was very fierce. At the beginning of the uprising, he slaughtered many powerful people. Hundreds of thousands of people went out together, and this fort was just a small sampan. It could be destroyed in a snap. They were awesome for being able to 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 his horse's belly, and launched a charge towards the Chen family army on the opposite side.

As the saying goes, the more skilled you are, the more courageous you are. In this kind of battle in the gate tower, if you can break a layer of skin of Wang, he will lose.

The miscellaneous soldiers in the rear who were still discussing whether the military marquis could borrow food and grass quieted down. Although the distance was far and their vision was not good, they could see the figure of the military marquis getting farther and farther. After a while, shouts of killing were heard in the distance.

Everyone was stunned, looking at each other.

"Did the military marquis kill his way in?"

"Really?"

...

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 armed with weapons, charge with me, whether life or death, it is your 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. They all took up their weapons and charged forward. 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 had strong military ethics and relatively simple folk customs, it was still a battle to defend the homeland, and there was a bit of fighting spirit, but it was nothing more than that.

He, Wang, is a man whose military strength matches the Romance of the Three Kingdoms very well. 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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