"Stop the rioters on the river bank and kill the robber chieftains in Wei, today!"
Liu Bei has been studying Zuo Zhuan every day since then, and from time to time, he likes to write essays that express disdain.
Big Er stood up with a long body and looked outside the tent. The sky slowly became gloomy.
He was overjoyed. Liu Bei clearly remembered the sudden change in the sky before the Battle of Kunyang, which made Emperor Guangwu, the founding emperor of this dynasty, famous throughout the world.
The south bank of the Yellow River in Dongjun today is the Kunyang battlefield in Daer.
On the south bank of the Yellow River, in front of a reed stand, Yuan Jun soldiers who had crossed the Yellow River were putting on their armor.
Yan Liang's army from the south was said to be fifty thousand, but in fact most of them were part-farmers and part-soldiers who accompanied the army.
The real number of soldiers was twelve thousand. In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the armor rate reached a terrifying nine out of ten infantry!
The five hundred soldiers who had crossed the Yellow River first quickly formed a thick square formation amid the monotonous military orders of the Northern Army Colonel, preparing to resist possible attacks by Cao's army.
Although the Han army and the Roman army thousands of miles away had completely different military systems and combat systems.
The most elite soldiers of the Northern Army in Yuan Shao's army, when arrayed, were as good as the most elite legions of Caesar and Octavian.
Yuan Shao's infantry, who were not equipped with Iberian daggers, and the elite of the Northern Army, Yan Liang's tribe, used not the Han army's standard ring-shou sword, but the earliest iron sword in Kyushu.
This army, which originated from the private armies of aristocratic families and was integrated by Jushou, the leader of the Hebei aristocratic families, used infantry to conquer a huge area in the land of Youbin where the cavalry was strong.
Crossbowmen, sword-and-shielders, euphorbiasmen, and Yan Liangbuqu all became ruthless killing machines under the training of the most professionally qualified Northern Army captain in the late Han Dynasty.
In Youzhou, these veterans eliminated Gongsun Zan's fierce cavalry and the unpredictable bandits in Heishan who were not afraid of death.
In Qingzhou, Yuan Jun's troops easily subdued the remnants of the Yellow Turbans, and Zang Ba's troops still dare not take the initiative to attack the much smaller Yuan Jun.
In Bingzhou, wherever the flags of the Fourth Generation and Three Dukes touched, the Xiongnu tribe with their dead leaders prostrate themselves in front of the Yecheng man.
In terms of professionalism and elites alone, Yan Liang's tribe, the elites selected from nearly one million Yuan's troops, has already surpassed Cao Cao's army. Among the infantry, only the still weak tiger warriors can compete with this army.
On the north bank of the river, a tall man with a golden helmet and golden armor, holding a long knife in one hand, stood on a high hillock and watched his subordinates cross the river.
The introverted and taciturn Yan Liang, unlike Wen Chou, does not drink alcohol and does not like women. All his honors and satisfactions are in the army, in commanding his subordinates and winning every battle.
"General, look at the marching speed of the army. Can you control it?"
"General Wen Chou is still a hundred miles behind us. Dongjun is rich and prosperous. We entered too fast and grabbed everything. We were afraid that General Wen Chou would be displeased!"
Yan Liang, who has been the military chief for more than ten years, talks to the leader of the Four Court Pillars of Hebei without any taboos.
The fierce man from Hebei just smiled faintly and shook his head.
"If you are not in line with the situation, you cannot go out into the formation; if you are not in line with the formation, you cannot fight vigorously!"
"Since I'm heading south to Yanzhou, I naturally put my lord's great cause first. I have been friends with Wen Chou for so many years, and the general naturally knows my feelings! There is no need to worry about so many things!"
"In six hours, I want you to send all your soldiers to the south bank, and capture Dongjun City within three days. In another ten days, you can reach Juancheng!"
"I predict that the army of Cao thieves will not be wary of our army's rapid speed. The moment we enter Juan City is when our lord will win in a single battle!"
Yan Liang, who was usually taciturn, had a gentle look on his face when he talked about military strategy. The military chief next to him knew the general's temper, so he never mentioned the matter again. He just kept dispatching captains on high posts.
Speed up the army's crossing of the river.
By the Yellow River, just when the second batch of Yuan's elite troops were riding into the Yellow River, suddenly in the Henan area, military drums roared, and Xuchang's black battle flags floated among the river beaches.
The words "Han Dynasty Zuo General Liu Xuande!" are particularly eye-catching.
"The enemy is attacking, take three hundred steps forward and prepare to engage!"
Lieutenant Yuan Jun on the south bank of the Yellow River did not panic when he saw the Dongjun Army coming so quickly. He did not ask for Yan Liang's military order. Amidst the shouts, a square formation of 500 Yuan Jun troops quickly pressed towards Liu Bei's troops.
"Liu Xuande, Guan Yunchang, Zhang Yide? Are these three people here?"
"These three can't survive in Hebei, and they are traveling all over Jiuzhou, and they actually have quite a reputation? But the bandits who weave mats and sell shoes will let the world know today about the might of our army!"
"Come here, get your mounts. The heads of these three people are enough to drink three pots of wine in front of the lord!"
Yan Liang looked at Liu Bei's flag with a look of disdain on his face. He turned his horse's head and headed straight for the Hebei ferry. In the land of Henan, the sound of bandits-like shouts from Liu Bei's soldiers and horses when they attacked could be heard in an instant.
At this time, most of the powerful state pastors in the world have their own fighting systems and styles.
Yuan's army is thick, Cao's army is fierce, Xiliang's army is erratic, capable of fighting and running, Liu Biao's navy is fierce, but his infantry is average, Soochow's navy is excellent, but his infantry is weak, Liu Zhang is nothing, he has been established.
Among the later monarchs of the Three Kingdoms, only Emperor Zhaolie of the Shu Han Dynasty fought without rules until he became emperor.
Zhuge Liang is not here, as long as Liu Bei exerts himself, there is still a chance of winning in a small battle, and the big battle is really good.
Big Er's only rare achievement, the Battle of Hanzhong, relied on Zhuge Liang to mobilize the people of Yizhou and relied on logistics to defeat Cao Cao, who had no fighting spirit.
At this stage, Liu Xuande mainly relied on his second brother and third brother when fighting in battle. Their bravery was rare in the world.
The same is true today!
Seeing Yuan's army crossing the river with only five hundred infantry, Big Er's head got hot and he felt that it was time to attack halfway across the river.
Three thousand troops did not need to line up in formation or use bows and arrows. The remaining Zahu Tuqi, amidst Zhang Fei's violent shouts, fiercely pressed towards Yuan Jun's formation.
Frankly speaking, after the military disasters in Yanzhou and Xuzhou, the personal troops who are still with Zhang Fei are the true mainstays of Liu Bei's lineage!
However, more than a hundred cavalry suddenly rushed out of the momentum of thousands of cavalry.
The butcher of Zhuojun brandished his snake spear and rushed in front of the army. He looked at the Northern Army captain who was getting closer and closer with a ferocious smile on his face.
"Ride lightly, divide up, and disperse the formation!"
Yan Liang's subordinates were not at all intimidated by Zhang Feihu's power. When they saw that Liu Bei's cavalry was few, they started shouting.
Yuan Jun's formation instantly separated four or five rows of charging channels from the middle. The Hebei veteran, hiding under the protection of his companions' huge shields, used spears and knives in his hands to chop the legs, necks, etc. of the charging horses.
At!
The man holding the iron sword squatted on the ground and stabbed randomly at the passage. On the south bank of the Yellow River, there was an instant roar of war horses.