A thousand-year-old family begins with one fighting against ten thousand.

After listening to Zhang Huai's words, Huang Ce pondered for a moment and nodded silently.

Although he came from an ordinary family, not even a poor one, he was still able to afford to go to school and study.

Although his Jinshi degree was taken by someone else, he was a Juren in the past, so he naturally received preferential treatment from the court and his life was not that difficult.

Therefore, he truly could not understand the feelings of these genuine lower-class gentry.

This is precisely his deficiency.

Now that Zhang Huai has pointed it out, with his intelligence, he can clearly understand that Zhang Huai's generous reward has ignited the faint hope in the hearts of these people at the bottom of society. A single spark can start a prairie fire, and once this fire is lit, it will never be extinguished until it is completely burned out.

He decided that when he established ancestral precepts in the future, he would definitely write this principle down so that his descendants would know how to gather the strength of the common people.

The future Huang Chao silently gave a thumbs up.

Upon discovering that he had actually succeeded in refuting Huang Ce, Zhang Huai couldn't help but feel a little smug. Sure enough, Huang Ce wasn't omnipotent; he was quite strong as well.

Sometimes you can't blindly trust Huang Ce's judgment. His strategies are just suggestions. When making your own decisions, you should only refer to his suggestions. The final decision is up to you.

The next day, Zhang Huai publicly promised that whoever was the first to break through the city would be granted the title of General Guoyi and also the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households.

The rebel troops surged onto the walls of Fanyang like madmen, each one fearless of death, determined to perish together with the Tang soldiers beside them.

Even though this promise is more difficult to fulfill than the one made by Xian Deng, the example of Xian Deng shows that this is a tangible but unattainable position of general and marquis.

Compared to that, what is a mere life?!

If they really did have the same stroke of luck as Tian Chengsi, becoming generals and marquises, it would bring glory to their ancestors and change the fate of their descendants.

In all his years of leading troops, Geshuhan had never seen such a crazy army. Yes, that's right, crazy.

The only emotion he could see in the eyes of these rebels was madness.

Geshu Han didn't know what had happened, but he knew that if things continued like this, Fanyang City would not be able to hold out until the imperial reinforcements arrived.

So Geshuhan ordered the entire army to charge forward, determined to deliver a crushing blow to the rebels, extinguish their madness, restore their composure, and reignite their fear of death.

Although Geshu Han was formidable, Zhang Huai was no pushover either.

He became the strongest military governor in the northern frontier through his own hard work and battles.

His military strategy was also first-rate, no less than that of Geshu Han.

Goshuhan's strength lies only in his greater experience.

On a day when the battle was at a stalemate, both sides left behind tens of thousands of corpses. The entire city wall of Fanyang was stained red with blood, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

As evening fell, both sides withdrew their troops, retrieved their respective bodies, and buried and burned them.

This time, Zhang Huai did not prepare for a night raid, but instead allowed the army to rest. The rebels relied on their numerical superiority to fight the Tang army head-on.

This time, Zhang Huai didn't want to launch a night raid; instead, it was Ge Shuhan who wanted to.

If the rebels continue to attack Fanyang City with this intensity, then Fanyang City will definitely not be able to be defended, and he will be forced to take risky measures.

While the rebels' frenzy may have its advantages, such a morale-building atmosphere can easily lead to a situation where the camp breaks up!

The frenzy of killing, coupled with the stimulation of countless bloody scenes, would make the soldiers' minds extremely excited.

At this time, a night raid could easily cause the camp to be destroyed.

At night, the side gate of Fanyang City quietly opened, and Geshu Han led Xue Ping, Qin Qia and other generals, with 3 elite cavalry, out of the side gate. The men covered their faces, the horses had branches in their mouths, and the horses' hooves were also tied with thick cotton cloth to reduce the sound of their hooves.

After approaching the rebel camp and clearing away the obstacles, Geshuhan gave the order, and 3 elite cavalry charged towards the rebel camp.

Geshuhan ordered his men to prepare a lot of flammable materials. The purpose of this night raid was not to kill or wound the enemy, but to set fire to the camp and cause a riot.

3 elite cavalrymen stormed into the camp from three directions, ignoring the defending troops and spreading oil on the ground to set it ablaze. In an instant, flames engulfed the rebel camp.

Zhang Huai was startled awake from his dream. He was fully armored, having actually slept in his armor.

He strode out of the tent and looked at the towering flames outside. "Huang Ce was right."

It turned out that after the retreat today, Huang Ce found him and judged that the Tang army might launch a night attack, and ordered him to make preparations in advance.

Zhang Huai knew that even in the annals of history, there were very few who, like him, truly made a promise on their very first day and immediately bestowed upon someone a title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households.

Therefore, the soldiers' condition was completely beyond his expectations. Zhang Huai was well-versed in military strategy and naturally knew that the soldiers' condition made them highly susceptible to mutiny.

The soldiers' madness was like a double-edged sword, hurting both themselves and others.

If a mutiny were to occur, his hundreds of thousands of troops might all perish here.

Therefore, he gave orders in advance, arranging that the soldiers should not remove their armor to sleep, and that if a situation occurred at night, they should hold their respective tents and not move around.

At the same time, each tent was required to prepare a certain amount of water. If the enemy launched a night attack, they would inevitably use fire. Each tent was only responsible for extinguishing the fire around its own tent.

Each military governor's personal guards would patrol their respective camps, and those who disobeyed would be punished according to military law.

After Geshuhan stormed in, he found that although they could start fires, they could not incite the soldiers to riot. The soldiers held their tents, preventing them from inflicting casualties.

The fire they started will soon be extinguished. The rebels did not riot, and their charge will soon be thwarted. At that time, he and his 30,000 elite cavalry will be divided and swallowed up by these rebels.

"withdraw!"

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Geshuhan made a decisive decision and led his troops to retreat.

"Coming and going as you please, what do you take this place for?"

Zhang Huai quickly mobilized his troops, trying to keep Geshu Han there.

But this was ultimately a coalition force. Even if he could command all the coalition forces to obey him based on his temporary prestige and rewards, it was still too short a time and could not compare to the control that the various military governors had over their own troops.

When he was mobilizing his troops, the other military governors' troops were a few beats late in responding. Geshu Han keenly noticed this and took advantage of this loophole to successfully break out.

"Sir, do you think this was an accident or something else?"

Zhang Huai squinted at the departing figure of Geshu Han leading his troops. He clearly felt resistance when he moved his troops.

"It seems that your performance today has aroused the suspicion of these military governors. They do not want Geshu Han to die here directly, otherwise we could have completely taken control of this army by relying on the prestige of the Great Sage."

Huang Ce frowned. He knew this would happen, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Now we just want to win. Even if Geshu Han dies here, it won't be a serious blow to the Tang Dynasty.

But these are the only resources that these many military governors possess. If they are defeated, it will be an irreversible disaster!

"This brat is not worth discussing anything with!"