Inside the Yellow Turban Army's central tent, there was a commotion again.
"Commander, we can't attack anymore. If we continue to attack, the blood of our brothers will be shed!"
"The archers of the county soldiers are no match for the strong crossbows of the defenders. The defenders also have too many weapons. There is nothing we can do!"
"Shou Yujin is known as the Iron Wall. The city he defends is several times stronger than an ordinary city. How can we attack it? Otherwise, please ask the Little Heavenly Master to take action again and curse him to death too?"
"Yes, curse him to death to see if they still dare to be arrogant!"
Everyone was shouting and shouting, completely ignoring coach Zhang Rao's increasingly ugly face.
Finally, the one with a good look noticed the coach's anger and shut up in a sullen voice. At the same time, he also used various small actions to remind his close companions.
The noise gradually became lower, and Zhang Rao's low, but obviously suppressed roar of anger echoed in the Chinese military tent.
"Have you said enough? No more? Or are you remembering something? Who still remembers what so-and-so said back then? Xu He, Marshal Xu, you are resourceful and I think you have a good memory. Can you tell me what I said back then?
Guys, repeat it?"
Zhang Rao's words were sarcastic. Normally, Xu He would have been angry a long time ago, but now he could only bite the bullet and repeat in a low voice: "It is Wang Pengju's plan to station Yu Jin in Laiwu. Let's meet and fight under the city."
Liu, when our troops are exhausted and our food supplies are exhausted, he will encircle us on all sides and launch a massive attack. It is best to encircle without attacking, with the main force marching in and attacking Fenggao directly..."
"Very good, there are still people who remember me as the coach."
Zhang Rao sneered: "I said at the beginning that I would not attack the city, but you all refused to listen. You beat your chests and asked for battle one by one, and you almost issued a military order. Now, you say that we can't attack the city anymore, that we can't take it? Do you think we can do it?
What are we doing now? Touring the mountains and rivers? We are rebelling with our heads up! We are fighting! There is no room for willful nonsense?"
All the generals lowered their heads and said nothing, and no one dared to refute.
The great victory in Linzi greatly boosted the morale of the army and also brought optimism to the entire army.
Laiwu City can be regarded as a strong city, but it is far inferior to Linzi, which was once the capital of Qi State. The city wall is not as high as Linzi, the scale of the city is not as large as Linzi, and the garrison is only ten times the size of Linzi.
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As for the Yellow Turban Army, not only did a group of Yellow Turban warriors appear inspired by the immortal magic of the Little Heavenly Master, but they also obtained a large amount of equipment and weapons in Linzi, and even a small amount of siege equipment.
The morale and confidence of a group like the Yellow Turban Army rise and fall very quickly. Previously, the leaders were afraid of a fortified city like a natural moat. After entering the territory of Mount Tai, they were eager to point their troops at Laiwu City.
Although the coach Zhang Rao disapproved, he could not suppress everyone's fighting spirit. Although after the Battle of Linzi, his prestige as the spokesperson of the Little Heavenly Master surged to a considerable height, he still looked more like the leader of the alliance than the coach.
When Han Xin ordered troops, the more the better. Without Han Xin's two brushes, it would indeed be more difficult to integrate an army of hundreds of thousands in just over a month.
Before this year's uprising, Zhang Rao could only command 10,000 to 20,000 people at most. Suddenly faced with an army of more than 100,000 people, he could not learn from Han Xin. He could only learn from Liu Bang and not generals, but generals.
However, the difficulty of generals is actually not much worse than that of generals. The leaders of the Yellow Turbans are used to the life of being the boss and they are the second boss, and their tempers are quite unruly.
If Zhang Rao's instructions are in line with their thoughts, there will be a burst of cheers and everyone will support them; but if they are contrary to everyone's wishes, then there will be a serious fight, so there is this Laiwu offensive and defensive battle.
After several days of fierce fighting, the leaders' feverish heads gradually came to their senses. They once again faced up to the hard nail of Laiwu. Under the rock-solid Laiwu City, they had already shed too much blood, so they were afraid.
Their courage was gone, and they knew that they were being unreasonable. When Zhang Rao's old story was brought up again, the leaders dared not refute, and they could only be dejected and scolded.
"We have been defending Laiwu City for several days now. If we just leave like this, will the soldiers still be able to muster their energy when facing the fortified city again? Do you think Fenggao City is easier to attack than Laiwu City? The iron wall is forbidden?
He is just a general! The commander of the Taishan Army is Wang Pengju! Wang Pengju is a ten thousand enemy! Do you understand? Fenggao City will only be harder to fight than Laiwu!"
The generals had bowed their heads, but Zhang Rao still refused to let them go.
Even without Xu You's reminder, he knew that today was a good opportunity for him to establish his authority. After what happened today, even if he still couldn't do it as well as he could in the future, at least every time he gave an order, there would be less objections.
If there are too many people, they won’t be able to form a group to fight against you.
"Please ask Little Heavenly Master to do it? When you encounter difficulties, you will think of Little Heavenly Master. What did you do before? Do you think that Little Heavenly Master can cast spells without consuming mana? Just use it as you say? If it is really that simple, I am a fool.
Don’t you know how to ask the Little Heavenly Master to curse Wang Yu to death?”
Curse Wang Yu to death?
Zhang Rao felt as if his consciousness was divided into two halves, one half was roaring and cursing, filled with righteous indignation; the other half was floating in the air, looking down coldly, watching his other self acting there.
Of course it's just a show. How can a good person die after being cursed? Not to mention the young one now, even the old one back then didn't have such ability. If so, how could he be defeated like that in Quyang?
So tragic?
Of course I wouldn't have done this kind of thing if I had been myself back then, but now... Haha, I am already the commander-in-chief of the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou, and my power is even greater than that of the Yellow Turbans in Jizhou back then, even in famous cities like Linzi.
My feet are shaking!
Isn’t this all the reward of acting?
If it weren't for these damn idiots getting in the way, I would have been on my way to Fenggao by now, trampling the entire Mount Tai under my feet and making the whole world tremble!
Taishan Wang Pengju? Such a big name, I am not afraid of it!
Use the name of Little Heavenly Master to win over the big and small leaders of Qingzhou, and then use these hundreds of thousands of people to coerce that ignorant bitch;
While using the power of these hundreds of thousands of people to attack Linzi, they also used the act of attacking Linzi as a rallying cry;
Finally, with the help of Xu You, who had ulterior motives, Linzi was captured and millions of people gathered!
From a bandit with only a few thousand followers occupying a small hilltop to a mighty man with power that makes everyone in the world look at him, transformation is so simple!
Did you encounter a setback in Laiwu? It doesn't matter, you have an army of one million, and losing a few thousand is nothing.
Most of the archers we managed to get from Linzi were lost? It doesn't matter. Those people are not of the same mind as ours anyway. Rather than leaving hidden dangers, it is better to let them die. This will consume some of the defenders, right?
As long as you scare these disobedient idiots with lies that you don't believe and make them obedient, the losses will be worth it.
In front of the Little Heavenly Master's name, the leaders were no longer as active as before. It wasn't until Zhang Rao got tired of scolding and stopped talking that someone asked in a low voice: "It's neither retreat nor attack... So what should we do now?"
?How about using the old method of building up soil and attacking the city?"
"Xu He, do you have this much brains?" Zhang Rao looked sideways at the other party, his tone was extremely unkind.
Before meeting Xu You, Zhang Rao was an idiot sitting on a treasure mountain without knowing it!
This is his self-evaluation, isn't it? A man who is a dignified man is actually being ordered around by a little girl. If she directs well, it will be enough to lead the brothers to the bright road. However, on the contrary, what she points out is clearly the right path.
Dead end.
Zhang Jue has already gone through that road, curing diseases and saving lives among the people, accumulating fame, and finally bursting out his power in one fell swoop, sweeping away all the powerful men in the court and the world.
In fact, that road is unworkable. Common people are just common people. How can they go against powerful people from aristocratic families? Only by relying on powerful backers, following their instructions, learning from them, and getting their help can we achieve success.
Just like what I am doing now.
Who is Xu He? Before him, this man was entrenched in Niuhu Mountain in Qi State, with tens of thousands of troops. He was the most famous leader in Qingzhou! What about now? He was scolded by himself like a gray grandson, but he
I don’t even dare to say anything back!
"The siege of the city is too slow. Even if we can capture Laiwu, our food supply will not last that long. It is better to follow Zhang Shuai's wishes and encircle rather than attack, and the army will continue to advance." The person who showed a flattering look and spoke up was
Sima Ju.
This person is entrenched in the mountainous area where Taishan County and Langya County meet in the Beihai Kingdom. Zang Ba and other Taishan bandits have extended an olive branch to him several times, pretending to be the leader to recruit him, but he has always refused to submit. With Zang Ba and others
The person's arrogance and domineering attitude did not do anything to him, which shows how powerful this person is.
In the past, Zhang Rao would not even dare to show off when facing these two people, but now? One is groveling, the other is flattering, Zhang Rao is extremely happy in his heart.
"General Sima is right, we don't have time to fight with the thief. Wang Pengju sent half of his troops out just to waste our time. We can't be fooled!"
"But...if we just leave like this, wouldn't we show our backs to the enemy? Although Beihai's cavalry has retreated, the Youzhou Army is still behind us. And if we can't attack the city, the morale of our brothers
It's also a bit low..." Someone raised doubts with a low voice and a twinkling in his eyes.
"You didn't listen to me, now you know you were wrong?" Zhang Rao said calmly and looked around at everyone. No one dared to look at him again, including the person who raised the question.
He came over and stopped talking.
He nodded with satisfaction, knowing that his authority was completely unshakable, and then said in a deep voice: "I already have a plan in mind, but I'm afraid that all brothers are unwilling to work together. Now, if everyone has no other ideas, I will
How about we come up with countermeasures and let everyone go over them together?"
"Commander Zhang has orders, and all generals and others will obey them." Everyone replied in unison.
"Okay, very good!"
When the war came, Zhang Rao finally established his authority. He resisted the urge to laugh in the sky and began to issue orders. After hearing his orders, although there were looks of surprise and doubt in the eyes of the leaders, they all obeyed with awe. (To be continued. If
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