Chapter 831 Young Liao Hua

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 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 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 random stabs and hacks, and some of them are killed.

What they didn't expect was that Jun Hou was really so brave. He fought in with all his swords and even had the strength 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 the Castle to come and talk to someone."

There were people making noises in the back, but the people in front were not relaxed at all, holding up 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 sixty's armor was supported by others and walked out of the group with a sandalwood cane. He held his hands in greeting and said: "I am the master of the Chen family's fort. It was not Chen's wish to launch an army by mistake. In fact, the general was a yellow turban, so we had no choice but to think of the general's high righteousness and had no intention of plundering our Chen family. Because Chen's thought caused hundreds of casualties on both sides, I feel ashamed. I'm 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's just a matter of swords and fish. Your ancestors are glorious, can you save your lives now? Someone has something to say, and Mr. Chen will listen to it, then you The danger of the Chen family is over. Give us fifty good horses, fifty powerful 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. Their soldiers were brave enough to kill him. 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. 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 results are 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 millet being the most common, 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, pots, 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 upright 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. It’s not that bad anyway.

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 to get out of the range of the arrows, Wang Yan bowed his hand to Old Chen. After saying "see you later", he beat the horse and left Chen's Wubao, leaving only Chen's sorrow on the ground, but 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 blanket.

The casualties were counted along the way, 328 people. After this small battle, 36 people died and 70 or 80 people were injured. Fortunately, the injured people were not seriously injured and 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 maybe even ferocious beasts coming out of 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 the same time. When they put it in their mouths, they snorted. , 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 clarify 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 the trapped beasts, and we will seek death. I know your question, you must be thinking, how can the Chen family be stronger than us? How can the Chen family survive the fight between the trapped beasts?

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 to live in, 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 eating, let's all take a bath. Today we'll eat well and go to bed early. We'll 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, among other things, he would first start making steel and get the iron pot out. The only thing that is important for development in a separatist 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, 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 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, 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 was no mention of underwear at this time. Although it is said that Huo Qubing studied crotch cloth, it was obviously not widely spread.

In addition, he also made a set of inner single clothes and outer blue shirt. The stitching is definitely not very good, but as long as it looks good, it's fine. Once he put on this silk brocade robe, Wang Junhou became Master Wang. The only drawback is that he still stepped on straw sandals instead of boots.

In addition, he also got a piece of peach wood and cut out a hairpin. Previously, it was tied with a yellow scarf, but he didn't like it very much, so he made a hairpin plug.

At this moment, he didn't look like a farmer at all, let alone a refugee or a robber. Although he was dressed in a weird way, he looked like a free and unrestrained romantic boy. After all, he was only eighteen this year. Why did he call him a child with a stinky mouth? He didn't have a beard. From this, it can be seen that it is true that people should not be judged by appearance. He just looks kind, but no one knows how dirty his heart is?

The next day, around 5:00 a.m., the sky was bright. Wang Yan and other Yellow Turban soldiers had another meal of minced meat and millet porridge, watered the horses, and fed them. After they were all done, they set off.

Now they have 15 carriages and 126 war horses. The speed of the team depends on the speed of the carriages. This time, they did not take the mountain ravines again, and of course they did not take the main roads, but just explored some rural roads. After all, they are now fat sheep. Before, they took the main roads and were forced to fight. Now, they are not only robbed of things, but also caught to fight.

But taking the small roads is not without difficulties. I don’t know how the battle was fought yesterday. I encountered scattered defeated soldiers along the way. Wang Yan did not use ruthless hands. He just killed the leader and that was it. Those who were willing to follow him followed, and those who were unwilling had to follow... So he gathered a lot of people along the way, and the team actually grew to more than 400 people.

In the afternoon, at sunset, an accident happened. Wang Yan and his group of Yellow Turban soldiers were surrounded by them.

This was still in Anci. There were still dozens of miles ahead to Anci and Yongnu County, which was the WQ area of ​​Tianjin two thousand years later. Their team marched silently, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, they ran into a group of Yellow Turbans with hundreds of people.

Wang Yan had expected this situation, because he sent Zhao Yu and other cavalry to scout and find a place to stay tonight. There had been no report for a while, so there must have been an accident, either dead or captured by the enemy. Otherwise, this group of little Yellow Turbans who had just eaten two full meals would absolutely obey his orders.

"Where is Wang Yan." A square-faced strong man with a curly beard rode out on the opposite side, wearing iron armor and wearing combat boots with patterns on his feet.

Looking at the figure on the other side, Wang Yan thought that he was similar to himself, but even stronger. He rode forward with a smile, and didn't want to say anything more. He just drew his sword and chopped. The man responded in a hurry, but unfortunately, he didn't even draw his sword, and was beheaded with a sword.

Wang Yan didn't want to listen to him. At present, the enemy was numerous and we were few. This man had no intention of surrendering. He was more thinking about annexing them. Then he must fight, and he must not be spared.

After all, he only has so many people under him now, and he has no territory, and no opportunity to use political skills to marginalize. And this kid can lead these 1,000 people, so he must have prestige. It would be troublesome to accept this kid, so it would be simpler to kill him directly, which would not only reduce trouble, but also deter the remaining 1,000 people.

He slapped the bloody corpse off the horse with a knife to avoid staining the new clothes made last night. Wang Yan rode forward and went straight to the front of the Yellow Turban miscellaneous soldiers behind him. He stopped the horse when he was two meters away.

He shouted, "Where is my brother?"

After a while of silence, several small leaders looked at each other, and finally a young man who could not be seen at the back said, "Replying to the general, the four of them were tied up at the back and were beaten badly."

Wang Yan looked around and saw a child carrying a long knife, about fifteen or sixteen years old, and nodded in approval: "Bring him to me."

"Who dares to move without my order?"

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at another warrior on horseback, or an ambitious man?

Before he could side-step his horse, the man had already shouted and stabbed straight at him with a long Shuo.

As we all know, Shuo is a high-level weapon. It takes two or three years to select and make a horse Shuo. I don't know which family this person robbed to get such a weapon.

He thanked the gift of nature in his heart, just like he did in the previous battle with Zhang Fei, and grabbed the spear behind Shuojian, and then exerted force suddenly, and grabbed Ma Shuo in his hand. With just a flip, Shuo's head came from the back to the front, smashing the man's shoulder directly, before he could scream, and then he swept Shuo horizontally, the spear was bent, and Shuo's head smashed the man's head with great force.

Under the eyes of the crowd, the man actually flew off the horse and collapsed to the ground, his body twitching continuously, and soon, he stopped moving, and was dead.

Wang Yan lifted Ma Shuo upside down and said to the young man before: "Bring him to me."

The young man swallowed his saliva: "General, I can't lift him alone."

"You guys go with him." Wang Yan raised his head to the circle of yellow turban soldiers around the young man.

"Yes, general." The few people waited for a few breaths, and seeing that the leader in front of them did not want to die, they responded with a fist, and went with the young man to carry Zhao Yu and others back.

"Jun Hou..." Zhao Yu tried to open his eyes and looked at his Jun Hou.

After inserting Ma Shuo into the ground, Wang Yan jumped off the horse and looked at the situation of the few people.

One of them had an arrow through his lung and was stabbed several times, breaking his artery. He was dying. Zhao Yu and the other three were fine, but they were beaten too badly. They may have some broken bones and need to recover for a while.

"Don't worry, we are all trying to save our lives. I know it all and don't blame you. You three are all fine and will be fine in a few months."

After comforting them, Wang Yan asked his own people behind him to lift the three people onto the carriage and settle them down. He smiled and looked at the nervous boy in front of him: "Please tell me your name."

"General, my surname is Liao Hua and my courtesy name is Yuanjian."

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Okay, you will be my personal guard." Patting Liao Hua on the shoulder, Wang Yan nodded with a smile.

As the saying goes, heroes are made by the times. The celebrities of the Three Kingdoms are not necessarily much better than others. As the saying goes, how much ability a person has depends on the platform. Some people have found a platform to play, while others have not. He established his own regime, and the talents he selected from the bottom may not be much worse than the celebrities of the Three Kingdoms.

Of course, it is better to have celebrities under his command, otherwise what is the Three Kingdoms. This is why he did not kill Zhang Fei, and it may not be impossible to incorporate Liu Bei's group in the future. Otherwise, it is difficult for this world to have Shu Han, and he directly killed Liu, Guan Yu and Zhang.

Liao Hua is also a celebrity, belonging to Guan Yu's team. In the late Three Kingdoms period, there was a saying that "there are no great generals in Shu, and Liao Hua is the vanguard." Liao Hua may not be very good, and his single-player strength is probably not strong, and he does not have many brilliant achievements. But he has a deep experience and rich experience in battle, and he is not bad at leading troops to fight.

This statement does not mean to look down on Liao Hua, but to say that Shu Han has a talent gap and no one to carry the tripod. After all, Liao Hua was in his sixties or seventies at that time. In this way, Liao Hua is respected.

Of course, this is the world of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the real world of the Three Kingdoms. Liao Hua is a noble family, not a small soldier of the Yellow Turbans. Of course, he would not wander around. It happened that Guan Yu rode alone for thousands of miles and they would die together.

Liao Hua is now wandering around, and he was picked up by Wang.

Looking at the crowd staring at him, Wang Yan jumped on the horse and stood still, so that everyone could see him clearly. He shouted loudly: "I, Wang Yan, am a member of the Yellow Turban Army like you. What's more, I am from a different background..."

An excellent leader must draw a good pie. There is no doubt that Wang Yan is a professional in this regard.

The general idea is that everyone is a brother who is suffering. Zhang Jiao has no future and does not sympathize with everyone. Even if Zhang Jiao becomes an emperor, it has nothing to do with these people who bleed. They are still poor and hungry. Moreover, the situation of the Yellow Turbans is not good now. They will be wiped out at any time. Following them will only lead to death. He reconstructed the meaning of the Yellow Turban Uprising. As for the Han court, it goes without saying that if they had the ability, why would everyone follow Zhang Jue to rebel.

If you want a good life, you have to create it yourself. He wants to take everyone to Liaodong, away from the sight of the Han court, and everyone will develop secretly and establish a foundation in Liaodong, ensuring that everyone has good food and drink, and find a wife for everyone to continue the family line. He, Wang, is the same as everyone else, just for everyone to live a good life, so that no one dares to bully them.

In a nutshell, talk about class, talk about suffering, talk about the present, and talk about the future. Enlighten them with emotion, move them with reason, and threaten them with weapons.

Yes, during the speech, Wang Yan killed a few more people who were looking for death. They were noisy and causing trouble, how could that work.

In short, after a speech, the team was reorganized on the spot, and the original three hundred miscellaneous soldiers who had already recognized Wang Yan and the cause that Wang Yan wanted to lead them to do were dispersed among the more than a thousand people who were newly recruited today, and basically all of them were promoted. At the same time, some officers of the original team were also retained, but his subordinates were directly led by Wang Yan's original subordinates. This mutual restraint and decentralization has temporarily stabilized the team, which now has reached 1,500 people.

This is why Cao Cao and others have developed rapidly. After the defeat of the Yellow Turbans, many defeated soldiers became bandits and occupied the mountains as kings. They took over a lot of the Yellow Turban Army.

Now in the early stage of the war, Wang Yan has only two days to get 1,500 troops. Otherwise, the Yellow Turban Army is all experience babies.

Of course, these people are still very bad now, whether in combat effectiveness or cohesion. But it’s not a big problem. As long as Wang Yan spends a few days with them and fights two more battles, these people will become what Wang Yan hopes.

It’s a thousand miles to Liaodong, and there will be many twists and turns along the way. When you get to Liaodong, you will definitely get a strong team.

There are only three things to do on this thousand-mile journey: training, training, and fucking training...

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