Chapter 10 Shennong Army, Special Operations Battalion!
At this time, the army sent by the imperial court to suppress the rebellion had not yet fought with the Yellow Turbans.

What Zhang Jiao believed in as "the advantage is mine" was not self-aggrandizement, but the fact that the Yellow Turbans had already spread everywhere at that time. Even though the three Zhang brothers openly only occupied the Julu area, the surrounding areas were full of Yellow Turban forces.

All kinds of refugees and bandits were burning, killing and looting.

Some local tyrants even sent their servants to disguise themselves as Yellow Turbans to collect wealth.

It's a mess.

In this situation, Lu Zhi seemed to be alone in deep territory and did not dare to act rashly. As soon as he arrived at the place, he built a camp to prevent the enemy from attacking.

At the same time, local militiamen were sent out to clear out the small groups of rebel troops around.

"Lu Zhi doesn't know the strength of our army, and he thinks that the small groups of Yellow Turbans outside are peripheral forces under our control. But in fact, apart from the slogan of Huang Tian Dangli, they have no connection with our army at all!" Along the way, Jiang Cheng told Chen Gong about the current situation of the Yellow Turbans without reservation.

Whether it was the loose "mountaintop system" within the Yellow Turbans or the pressure from the external "ten thousand enemies".

He didn't hide anything.

He even specifically pointed out that Cao Cao was his junior fellow apprentice, and that Lu Zhi's disciples Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei were not ordinary people.

Chen Gong was stunned when he heard this.

After hearing this, he broke out in a cold sweat and shouted, "Shicheng, you are hurting me!"

Shicheng is Jiang Cheng's courtesy name.

After Chen Gong joined, Jiang Cheng addressed him by his courtesy name out of respect.

"At least two powerful generals who can defeat ten thousand enemies, maybe three, several generals who can command troops with the status of princes, plus two heroes of all ages... If you are not lying to me, Shicheng, in this battle, let alone the Yellow Turbans who have only 200,000 troops, even if they have a million troops, no one would dare to claim victory easily!" Chen Gong said.

Not many people in this era know the value of Ten Thousand Enemies, and it is only recorded in history books.

Lu Bu, Guan Yu and others have not yet come forward.

But Chen Gong knew.

The meaning of "Ten Thousand Enemies" is just what it says. If the enemy has no military formation, one can defeat ten thousand with one person, and even the arrows shot by them may not be able to stop them!

Yes, shooting arrows is useless.

Most ordinary soldiers used bamboo bows with pointed bamboo arrows without iron.

It is completely useless against generals wearing armor.

Only the fine steel bows or compound bows used by generals can hurt them. And the top generals are not sitting ducks, they can dodge and block. Except for Guan Yu, who is "the innate body of arrows", no one else is afraid of arrows.

Lu Bu fought for many years and was invincible, but had he ever been wounded by an arrow?
"They don't need to do much. They just need to rush forward together. One peerless warrior will go straight to the Great Sage Master, and the other peerless warrior will go straight to you, Shicheng. Then they can take off both of your heads as easily as taking something out of a bag. Then the Yellow Turbans will collapse on their own!" said Chen Gong.

He stood on a high place and observed carefully, making sure that no one in the Yellow Turban Army knew how to form a battle formation.

There are no well-trained soldiers either.

They are just a bunch of peasants. Apart from their superb skills in using archery and crossbows, there is almost nothing worth seeing about them.

The armor coverage rate is less than 10%, and the weapon coverage rate does not reach 100%.

The main force was of mixed quality, and many soldiers looked sick and dying without even having to be hit by the enemy.

They are also scattered under the command of various "commanders" and cannot be commanded in a unified manner.

To be honest, Chen Gong only has one feeling: I can’t carry it!
I really can't carry it.

"If you, Shicheng, put the outcome of the victory on me, then I can only say that after this battle, there will be one more traitor named Chen Gong in my grave!" Chen Gong said bluntly.

He thought he was quite talented, but a good cook cannot cook without rice.

The training is not good, and neither is the commander.

They can't even enforce discipline and obey orders. Even if you ask Zhuge Liang to lead such soldiers, he won't be able to do it.

The prerequisite for a scholar to lead troops and hold a firm seat in the military is that he can command the soldiers as if they were his own arms. The Yellow Turban soldiers were not good enough, Chen Gong joined the army halfway and could not convince the people, and even Jiang Chengdu could not completely convince the people, so how could he command the battle?
“It’s really hard, but it’s not that hard.”

Jiang Cheng said, pointing to the opposite side.

The Yellow Turbans were in chaos, but Lu Zhi's 150,000-man army was not in good shape either: Liu Biao's soldiers came from Jingzhou and only listened to Liu Biao, and the navy went ashore, so their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Gongsun Zan's White Horse Volunteers only listened to Gongsun Zan, and were even just local militia in terms of organization.

Cao Cao is very powerful, but he has no real power.

Liu, Guan and Zhang were very powerful, but they only had a few hundred local militiamen under their command. Lu Zhi gave his disciple the opportunity to gild his reputation, but he did not think highly of him and did not make use of him.

The imperial army itself also had problems with empty pay, incomplete armor, and mostly rusty weapons.

The combat power is discounted again.

In general, compared with the main forces of the Three Kingdoms that came later, the two warring parties now can almost be said to be "competing for worse."

This gave Jiang Cheng an opportunity.

"I don't want you to command the army. The Yellow Turbans are too complicated internally. No one can command them except the Great Sage Master." Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "I asked you to come here, Gongtai, so that you can command my personal soldiers and use them to stop the mighty generals who are going to attack!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and a cavalry squad of a thousand men from the army galloped towards him.

During the process, the horsepower was maximized.

But the formation was neat and orderly, and when it reached Jiang Cheng, it slowed down suddenly and still maintained the formation. There was no noise, no chaos, and the orders were obeyed.

"Shennong Army, Special Operations Battalion 1, should have 500 men, and the actual number is 500!"

"Shennong Army, Special Operations Battalion 2, should have 500 men, and the actual number is 500!"

Liao Hua and Zhou Cang came up to Jiang Cheng, saluted and reported, making Jiang Cheng nod with satisfaction.

The Yellow Turbans were in chaos internally, with each occupying a mountaintop, and a bandit leader leading a group of smaller bandits.

Now Jiang Cheng is still unable to change the system and can only go with the flow. He also sets up his own faction and organizes his own soldiers.

Liao Hua and Zhou Cang were the generals he conquered, and the one thousand "Shennong Special Operations Battalion" were his soldiers.

They were carefully selected and recruited from various mountains at high prices. They were first brainwashed, then went through various trainings, and were equipped with BMWs, strong bows, as well as armor and weapons to form a real elite army.

Prepare for this battle.

"I'll hand them over to you. I have no other request for this battle, just stop Liu, Guan, and Zhang. No matter what, you can't let them hurt the great sage teacher!" Jiang Cheng said, "I don't ask for merit, but I ask for no mistakes!"

After many days of analysis, he still believed that Lu Zhi did not have the ability to injure Zhang Jue.

It was very strange that Zhang Jue was first injured and then died of illness.

As the soul of the Yellow Turbans, he has a group of generals to protect him and devout and fearless believers. He may lose the battle, but his own safety will not be a problem.

Unless there is a situation where devout believers and generals are unable to stop it.

Therefore, Jiang Cheng speculated that it was very likely that Zhang Jiao was injured by Liu, Guan, and Zhang. The reason why there was no historical record was because the three were now commoners and Lu Zhi was captured halfway, so no one reported the credit for them.

As for Huang Zhong, it is still uncertain whether he will come to this battle.

The yellow flag belonged to the Jiangxia Huang family, and the leader was Huang Zu, who later shot Sun Jian to death.

"Not appropriate!" Chen Gong shook his head.

This made Jiang Cheng confused.

"Why?"

"Haven't you heard that the best way to attack is to defend? Since we have elite soldiers, why tie our own hands and feet?" Chen Gong fiddled with the sand table and said, "Their internal structure is not solid either. If we penetrate through the gaps and then make a detour... it is not impossible to rush to Lu Zhi. Although it is difficult to kill him, we can disrupt the enemy's formation. When both sides are in chaos, we will have a greater chance of winning!"

(End of this chapter)

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