"Report! There were more than 80,000 Yellow Turban bandits attacking from the west! The vanguard of more than 20,000 men was less than a hundred miles from the city.”On the 10th day since I came to this world, I had just met with my subordinates to discuss the current situation. I had not had the time to visit those fierce generals and advisors to report the enemy's attack. Although I already knew that since "I" arrived in the North Sea, there had been no less than 10 attacks, I had never encountered so many people attacking.
It seemed that the Yellow Turban Army was determined to win this time.”，I asked the scout. "Yellow Turban Thief Zhang Baiqi." the scout reported.
So it was this person. I was quite familiar with the history of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty through the Romance, novels, and history books. This person was also one of the Yellow Turban generals who left his name in history. As a commander of a region, he was able to dominate the Qing, Yan, and Hebei regions for several years. He was able to fight hundreds of battles without dying. Even with his toes, he knew that he was a troublesome person who could not be underestimated.
If we were to fight in a frontal formation, with the disparity in strength between us and the enemy, it would be difficult for our army to resist. Only by devising a clever scheme and planning in many ways could there be a chance of survival. Therefore, I planned with the generals in the city, Bing Yuan, Peng Tian, Sun Shao, Wang Xiu, etc. I decided to take advantage of the Yellow Turban's first arrival and set up an ambush at Jilong Mountain 40 miles west of Beihai City on the Yellow Turban's only way to defeat the enemy's vanguard first.
Because I know that the history of the North Sea generals 'battle achievements are not good, Wu Anguo only fought in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Lu Bu escaped from death, but he was also a star idol and could be listed as a first-rate or second-rate general. He followed Kong Rong in the army and had no victories. It can be seen that his tactical command and leadership ability are quite limited.
Therefore, I insisted on leading the team personally. Although I had never led a team of more than five people, I had never seen a pig run before. After all, he had watched a lot of historical dramas and TV series, so he had a much better understanding of all kinds of tactical battles than everyone else present.
However, Bing Yuan and the others didn't know that Kong Rong was no longer the famous scholar of the past. He had a passion and passion to fight for supremacy in this world.
Bing Yuan and the others couldn't persuade me, so they agreed to let me lead the elites in the city, along with Wu Anguo, Zong Bao, and the few other generals in the North Sea.
There were 20 square formations neatly arranged on the drill ground. From afar, it looked like a dark mass. There were swords, spears, and halberds everywhere. The flags were fluttering in the wind. It was a very strict scene. This was the first time in my life that I had tested so many teams. In my heart, I had already temporarily cast aside the upcoming fierce battle and was immersed in an indescribable feeling. Excitement and anticipation, pride and unease were intertwined.
However, when I walked closer to the army and saw the 8,000-strong army in the training ground for the first time, I couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. I had never thought that my soldiers would look like this in such a gorgeous formation. Although they looked orderly, well-armored, and had long spears and halberds shining with a cold light, they were filled with killing intent. However, at a glance, there were three to four tenths of them with thin and weak bodies, as well as a dispirited appearance. It was obvious that the recruitment work before " I " came to this time and space was too focused on quantity and forgot about quality.
The low morale was even more worrying. The old and weak soldiers mixed in the ranks occasionally looked at me with deep fear of the battle. If I let such soldiers fight, I'm afraid that even if the enemy put their necks there and let them cut them, they wouldn't be able to cut down many people, let alone tens of thousands of Yellow Turban bandits who had been through battles for a long time.
Therefore, even a newcomer like me could easily see the outcome of leading such a person to battle. No wonder the army led by Kong Rong in space-time was almost invincible. They were beaten by the Yellow Turbans and fled in all directions. They were in a sorry state, and Liu Bei had to rescue them with only a few thousand soldiers.
It seemed that leading such an army to battle would not only fail to repel the enemy, but might even lead to their defeat first, adding to the burden and scattered soldiers. It was better to send people to ask for help everywhere like in the original space-time and stay in the North Sea City at ease until the Yellow Turban ran out of food. There might be a chance of survival.
" An Guo, where are the elite soldiers in the city?" I still didn't give up, thinking that Wu An Guo had left the elite soldiers to defend the city for safety." Ming Gong, these battalions are veterans who have participated in the Beihai City Defense War!" The remaining 5,000 troops in the city are made up of newly recruited refugees a month ago. They have only been trained for a month and are not of much use. I will leave them behind to defend the city.”I shook my head, feeling an indescribable disappointment.
If it was said that there were no weak soldiers under a strong general, it seemed that even if Wu Anguo was brave and powerful, he was at most a muscular general. Judging from the standards of his soldiers, his ability to lead troops and manage the army was probably comparable to third-rate generals like the Yellow Turban Cheng Yuanzhi. It was no wonder that Beihai had no victories in history.
"An Guo, gather all the troops, whether they are new soldiers or veterans. I want to personally select soldiers to fight!”I couldn't take it anymore and ordered everyone to gather. I wanted to see if all the troops were so useless.
The newly recruited soldiers in the camp were quickly called over. As expected, it took them no less than a moment to arrange themselves in a line. Their formation training was obviously inferior to the previous " veterans ", but in terms of physical conditions, they seemed to be much stronger. Due to the lack of training, many of the strong and strong new soldiers still had a fierce look in their eyes.
"Ming Gong, because this batch of new recruits was hastily recruited, most of them were refugees and wandering warriors. Most of them were rebellious and disobedient. It really can't be of much use." Wu Anguo was in charge of the Beihai Army, and he was also in charge of the recruitment. He was beside me and explained in a low voice.
But at this time, I would rather have a strong mob than a group of old and weak soldiers. Cold weapon individual soldiers fought face to face. Strength and ruthlessness were the main factors. Without courage and fierce morale, they would definitely suffer a crushing defeat when they met on a narrow road. However, without iron discipline, a mob that swarmed up and scattered would not be able to do so either. It was likely that the Yellow Turban soldiers in the early days lacked organizational discipline. Often, once the commander of hundreds of thousands of troops was killed, they would quickly collapse. It was unknown whether they still had this characteristic when they came to Zhang Bai's cavalry.
I looked at this motley crew, my mind a little distracted. "Ming Gong!" Wu Anguo called me back to reality. How could he quickly organize this mob?
I pondered for a while and finally came up with an idea. The idea came from the modern competition. Thus, I ordered the elimination of the students in the drill ground. In order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the soldiers, I announced that the soldiers who could enter the front line would receive a monthly salary of 100 coins. According to the current prices, 100 yuan could buy about 3 stones of grain. Saving a little was enough for a family of three to eat for a month.
At that time, soldiers could only eat their own food. Everyone obviously did not expect such a good thing. Even the motley crew and the old and weak had a burning look in their eyes. Due to time constraints, my choice was simple: The first was a long-distance run. They ran around the drill ground for about 10 miles and recorded the 8000 people who ran in front. The second was strength. Three types of wood with different weights were chosen. Each soldier was required to choose any weight of wood and transport it 100 meters away within a specified time. The clerk divided the wood into four groups according to the weight of the wood selected by the soldiers. Those who carried 180 kilograms of wood and completed it within the specified time were divided into group A, those who carried 120 kilograms of wood within the specified time were divided into group B, and those who carried 80 kilograms of wood within the specified time were divided into group C. The rest who failed to complete the requirements were in group D. Soldiers who could complete both of the above tasks would be selected.
My idea was to choose those with the greatest strength and the lowest endurance. In my heart, I believed that in the era of cold weapons, strength was the first foundation for a strong soldier, followed by courage and viciousness. However, today, I had no way to test courage and viciousness. In that case, I would first choose those with the greatest strength and physique. However, I know that this method might work for middle and low-ranking officers and soldiers, but it's easy to be biased when it comes to leading generals above the rank of lieutenant. It can't be used as a rule. In the future, important generals will still have to be appointed after I select and inspect the civil and military strategies.
The morning passed. Among the 10,000 people, 7,000 people had met the two requirements. Among them, more than 2000 soldiers ran 10 miles in 15 minutes, and nearly 1500 soldiers passed the 180-pound test.
The remaining 3000 soldiers passed the 120-pound weight test, and 2000 soldiers passed the 80-pound weight test. The soldiers who completed these two tests in one morning basically met my physical requirements to be able to slash people with a knife.
In the following reorganization of the army, I completely abandoned the original seven-level army formation of battalions, divisions, regiments, battalions, regiments, regiments, and regiments. In ancient times, communication was basically based on shouting. This kind of complicated organizational structure was too cumbersome. Based on my research in the later generations, other than running out of food, there were too many levels of orders. The poor communication methods were a major reason why ancient troops easily collapsed when they suffered a setback.
As a basic management unit, 20 people was a good compromise. Too many people could easily get out of control, and too few people would cause the base to become bloated. Therefore, I simplified the newly selected army into four levels: team, division, battalion, and battalion. Each team had 20 people, with 1 person as a duke, 1 person as a commander, 1 person as a commander, and 1 person as a lieutenant. This way, the 1st Battalion would be a basic tactical unit, and would be responsible for independent tactical actions in the battle. The troops would be the basic unit of an independent army. Each superior officer had five direct subordinates under his command, so there were fewer levels of orders, which greatly increased the captain's control over the team.
After deciding on the grouping mechanism, the 7000 selected people were quickly divided into 15 different 25-row 20-column formations. Although they were barehanded, the slightly exhausted team was filled with a fierce spirit. Although the formation was not neat, there was a murderous aura in the stern. The 10-mile long run and the weight-bearing selection had already made their muscles move. The winners 'morale was high as if they had won a battle.
I began to have some confidence in my future victory. Next, I would make a decision that would shock everyone and pass on my confidence to everyone standing in front of me. "I don't care what kind of people you were in the past. You were just street scoundrels or captains and marquises. From now on, after you pass the selection, you will be the tigers and wolves of the North Sea!”I stood on the high platform and shouted loudly. My hands were clenched tightly, and my veins were bulging. I didn't have the slightest bit of elegance on my face, but a ferocious expression.
"And I, as your commander, will lead you to battle! Every soldier of our Beihai Army will be rewarded with 1 Guan of money for killing 1 enemy, 10 Mu of fertile land for killing 10 enemies, and those who kill the enemy's marquis will be awarded the title of marquis, and those who kill the enemy's Sima will be awarded the title of Sima! Those who retreat will be killed and their whole families will be implicated!”"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The shouts from the troops grew from a few people to dozens to thousands, and even the entire place grew louder and louder. It made people's blood boil, and the momentum soared to the clouds. Even Beihai City was almost trembling.
In my era, this kind of celebrity promotion method could ignite the emotions of tens of thousands of knowledgeable fans. For these rookies, I expected that they would be moved by the emotions of the people around them. As expected, as more and more people shouted, they finally succeeded in stirring up the blood and fighting spirit of the soldiers. Every soldier who shouted felt as if there was an enemy in front of them, and their killing intent was like fire.
"Now, I want you to choose your own dubo, marquis, commander, and lieutenant!”It was like adding oil to the fire, once again igniting the boiling team!
"Each row will form a team, and you will choose your Uncle Du through martial arts competition. Then, with every five rows forming a song, you will choose your Marquis through the competition among the selected Uncle Du. The order of the teams will be arranged according to the relationship between the victory and defeat of the Uncle Du. The five marquises selected from each square formation would compete again to choose the commander. Similarly, the order of the songs would be arranged according to the relationship between the marquises. The marquis ranked in the first song would be the assistant of the commander and the candidate for the next commander. And among the selected generals, I will personally choose your lieutenants!”The selection method, which had fascinated billions of people in the future, ignited the field again. At that time, besides military merits, the most important thing for promotion in the government army was to have connections. After I disrupted the establishment method, I disrupted the promotion system again and made Wu Anguo and the other generals stop me, thinking that this would greatly weaken the combat effectiveness of the Beihai Army and cause chaos in the army.”I only needed to say a few words to shut their mouths.
"Kill them!" Shouts of killing could be heard in the drill ground. Although they were using cloth-wrapped wooden sticks, almost no one held back under the temptation of their military positions. Under the fierce cudgels, miserable cries could be heard. If it were not for the supervisors controlling the situation, it was very likely that someone would die on the spot.
Even so, after a quarter of an hour had passed, the remaining 100 or so Marquis-General victors were all bruised and swollen. To them, the battles they had experienced were no less than the battlefield. Every Marquis-General victor had gone through a series of battles. Some had already fought several battles in their team when they were fighting for the position of Earl Du, while the Marquis-General had fought four battles. They had paid a heavy price for their victory along the way.
However, even though they were riddled with injuries, everyone was still full of fighting spirit and looked forward to a new round of challenges. I ordered the victors to rest for fifteen minutes before continuing to fight according to their groups. These marquises who had stood out from more than ten battles were not ordinary people. They were all strong and powerful, and their attack techniques were outstanding. Although they did not have the dazzling moves in the movies, each move was powerful and heavy. In a few battles, there were even wonderful scenes of wooden sticks as thick as bowls breaking. They were far from being comparable to the fancy fists and fancy legs in the movies.
I scanned the entire arena and quickly focused my attention on a few outstanding matches. A military marquis from the fifth formation had already won three matches in less than 15 minutes. He was about to be promoted to a military commander after defeating his last opponent.
The man was more than eight feet tall. He had tiger eyes and a long beard. He had the back of a tiger, the waist of a bear, and the arms of an ape. He held a wooden stick as thick as a bowl with one hand. He stabbed, slashed, and swept. He attacked with every move. The military marquis who fought against him was also a consecutive winner. He could be considered to be skilled in martial arts. He relied on his nimble body to block left and dodge right. He tried to wear down the strength of this burly man with a long battle. Who knew that after fighting for a long time, the burly man's attacks would only increase, as if his body had endless strength. Finally, he seized the opportunity to forcefully block the attack with the momentum of splitting Mount Hua. With a crack, the wooden stick in Junhou's hand finally broke into two.
The fighting general was also inspired by this. He actually held a broken rod in each hand and fought to the death. The broken rod seemed to be more suitable for his martial arts. He bravely rushed forward and attacked. The burly man's attack was forced back to a draw.
A marquis who had charged out from the eleventh square formation had already defeated all his opponents and was now a commander. He was nearly eight feet tall and had an ordinary appearance. He was the kind of person who could be forgotten in the blink of an eye when walking on the streets. However, his clothes were actually scarred. It was unknown whether his opponent was too weak or too strong.
The other squads of the formation battled against each other. Their strength was relatively close, and there were constantly people who were injured and let out even louder roars. Finally, after nearly two hours, 15 victors were decided. The muscular man in the fifth formation finally defeated his opponent after the other squads had finished their battles, ending the most intense battle in a tragic manner. I specially chose to participate in the following battle for the position of lieutenant. The 16 candidates for the position of lieutenant fought against each other. After two rounds of intense competition, the top four were decided. As expected, the winner of the 11th phalanx and the two generals of the 5th phalanx both entered the top four.
Xu Sheng, Zhao Qing, Gao Qi, Jiang Guang. When I saw the list of the top four players, I was so happy that I wanted to cry. That brawny man was called Xu Sheng? Could it be that Xu Sheng, the fierce general of Dongwu in the original space-time? According to his hometown, it's very likely (Xu Sheng's name is Wenxiang, and he's also from Langye Ju). When I transcended space-time and reincarnated, history had already changed a little. So it's normal for Xu Sheng, who is close to the North Sea, to be stranded in the North Sea Camp. However, no matter what, to be able to stand out among the tens of thousands of troops, whether or not he's the Xu Sheng in history is enough to be proud of.
The commander of the fifth formation was called Zhao Qing, also known as Changgeng. According to Wu Anguo, he was about 20 years old. He used to be a famous Wanderer in the North Sea. He seemed to be a disciple of the Mo family. His sword skills were extraordinary. It was said that 30 to 50 people could not get close to him.
The person in the eleventh formation who was specially allowed by me to participate in the lieutenant competition with Xu Sheng is called Gao Qi, also known as Ziyun. Jiang Guang, also known as Wensheng, who emerged from the other phalanxes after a long battle, was originally a son of a powerful man in Qingzhou. He joined the Beihai Army after his family was destroyed by the Yellow Turban Rebellion. He was originally a marquis and was proficient in horse fighting. I didn't expect him to be so good at foot fighting. If it weren't for my ingenious competition and selection, such a talent might have been drowned in the ranks and died suddenly under the chaotic army.
I am overjoyed and appointed Jiang Guangwen as a cavalry unit lieutenant under Wu Anguo. As for the other three, each of them will lead a battalion of infantry and will be under my direct command. The rest of the marquises and generals were assigned to their respective positions and were divided into 3 battalions and 15 divisions. The selection of soldiers and generals was based on strength and formed in a day. The selected generals and assistants were all won through hard work and everyone was convinced. Even though some of the participants were injured, the morale of the entire army was greatly boosted. The troops gathered around the duke and the marquises obeyed orders. There was no longer any feeling of a mob.
However, another precious day has been taken away. According to the speed of the Yellow Turban army's advance, they should be less than 70 miles away from the place where our army is expected to set up an ambush. Thus, I ordered the entire army to have a full meal before marching into Jilong Mountain overnight.
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