Xianqin Multiverse Empire

But at this moment, in this dream, they kept talking about their own pain, and subtly, the resentment towards the big man in their hearts became more and more firm!

It's all this damn world!

It's all this damn big man!

Seeing more and more yellow turban soldiers reacting, Ying Zheng nodded slightly.

Although it is the first time to use the method of complaining conference, it seems that the effect is really good!

As for Zhang Bao, his face was sinking like water and he was dripping with sweat.

If Zhang Jiao was convinced from the very beginning and was willing to submit to Da Qin, while Zhang Liang was straight-tempered and straightforward, and refused to accept it at the beginning, and finally saw Xiang Yu's performance, then he surrendered on the surface and remained dissatisfied in his heart.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he and Daqin are really far apart. Compared with Daqin, the strength of Taipingdao is completely equal to heaven and earth!

Just the spell in front of him, which pulls more than 2 people who have passed the test of spiritual will into a dream at the same time, Zhang Bao can't break it and can't do it.

Thinking of the changes in Taipingdao in the past 20 days, Zhang Bao suddenly realized that his previous common sense and previous experience were useless when facing Daqin, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind-the times have changed!

Since the advent of Great Qin, times have changed, and the future of the world has also changed!

Turning around, Zhang Bao saw his elder brother Zhang Jiao. Seeing his brother's smile, Zhang Bao nodded vigorously. If his elder brother knew it, then His Majesty must know it too.Fortunately, His Majesty did not care about this matter, otherwise...

When the emotions of the crowd recovered, Ying Zheng stretched out his right hand and waved to the crowd, and more than 2 soldiers fell silent.

"Everyone, as long as you are willing, you are the people of Daqin, the first batch of people in Daqin in this world!"

"As long as you work hard, you can build this world into a Great Qin!"

"Where are the people of Daqin, there is Daqin, that is the empire!"

"The empire is with you!" Ying Zheng clenched his fists as he spoke.

"The Empire is with us!"

I don't know who suddenly yelled, and then the other Yellow Turban soldiers also reacted. They raised their right hands high: "The empire is with us!"

Ying Zheng nodded affirmatively: "The empire is with you!"

"The Empire is with us!"

For the same sentence, the degree of recognition will not be very deep when you say it on the first day. At this moment, most people just see that other people are shouting, and then shout along with them.

Even when they wake up, they will reflect, what's wrong with me?Why do you suddenly love Daqin so much?

But if the first thing they do in their dreams every night is to repeat this sentence, then in time, they will believe this sentence from the bottom of their hearts!

That's the magic of propaganda!

After waving their hands, everyone fell silent again.

"Everyone, this is Lord Wu An of Great Qin, and also my master. He will teach you the art of war in the coming time."

art of war?

The legendary art of war?

Mud-legged people like us can also learn the art of war?Are you also worthy of learning the art of war?

Is this not a dream?

Chapter 12: The art of hearing from heaven and earth

"Today, the old man will briefly explain the form of the world."

"The world today is divided into the Great Han and our Great Qin!"

"Among them, the big Han has the advantage, and the big Qin is the disadvantage. However, the situation will change soon. Let me talk about the current situation first."

"After the Battle of Changsha, the Yellow Turban Army in the Central Plains was almost abolished. They could only defend the city, but there was no way to change the situation."

"But as long as they are alive for a day, they can attract the attention of the Han army. Because that is the Central Plains, not far from Luoyang!"

"And we want to make a change, the only way is to move..."

……

Outside Guangzong City, just after dawn, Bai Qi left Guangzong City swaggeringly with more than 2 soldiers who had passed the test of spiritual will and [-] yellow scarf fighters, without any concealment.

The so-called Yellow Turban Warriors are actually an army of people who have been well fed and clothed and have practiced martial arts since childhood. They have both beliefs and excellent personal qualities.

Their main source is the heroes of the land of Yanzhao. There have been many heroes in the land of Yanzhao since ancient times. They have the habit of practicing martial arts since childhood, and their martial arts are very strong.

The entire Han Dynasty is martial, but how many heroes does the imperial court absorb from the people every year?Rarely, not even necessarily 1000 people!

This also led to the fact that many martial arts practitioners had no place to use their skills. If they had nothing to do with them, they could not go to the Central Forbidden Army.

The imperial court does not want us, but the Yellow Turban wants us, what should we do?Then I voted for Taiping Road.

[-] well-trained yellow turban wrestlers are nothing to the imperial court, and they are nothing to county and prefecture cities, but to county towns and rural local tyrants, [-] yellow turban wrestlers are a disaster symbol of.

"Just such a few supplies?" Zhang Yan shook his head dissatisfied with the results of Liao Hua's report, and then glanced at Bai Qi who was sitting motionless in the corner, but unfortunately he didn't see anything.

"It's quite a lot. There are three thousand shi of grain, enough for us to eat for a while. And it's just a threat. We got so much grain for nothing without any casualties. Brother Feiyan, you are really amazing!" Liao Hua was so excited that he didn't even know where to put his hands.

He used to be a decent farmer, but later he encountered a severe drought, and the income from the land decreased year by year. When he was an adult, his parents died of illness and starvation, and the land was almost sold out.

Later, I joined the Taiping Road, and my life was just like that. I could eat enough, but where did I see so much food?

"There are 43 townships in six counties, and each township has at least one local tyrant with a total population of over one million. With such a large population and such a large territory, they only gave us three thousand shi of grain, and they wanted us not to go hunting. They also think too beautifully!"

"Also don't look at them being quite obedient now, that's the result of the intimidation of the army. When the Han army comes over, they will take the initiative to join the Han army and turn themselves into enemies."

"At this moment, we must not let them go because of these petty gains. It's either us or the enemy, it's that simple!" Zhang Yan said firmly.

"I think we can attack Liujiazhuang during this trip." Zhang Yan continued, and then looked at Bai Qi who was sitting beside him.But Bai Qi didn't say anything, just sat here, but even so, Zhang Yan felt a lot more confident.

"Liujiazhuang? Isn't that the biggest Zhuangzi nearby?"

"Yeah, I heard that there are people above them who have at least [-] places in the imperial army every year. They have been practicing martial arts since they were young. Although they are only a Zhuangzi in name, they are actually a township with a population of tens of thousands. It's not easy to fight! "

"They also built docks, all made of stone, with a large stock of bows, arrows, spears, and swords. Except for the armor and crossbows that are prohibited by the imperial court, everything else is available."

"There are at least a few thousand strong men in a population of tens of thousands, all of whom have practiced martial arts since childhood. Didn't the master say that when defending their hometown, these strong men have an extremely strong will to fight, such a battle is not easy to fight."

"No, Liujiazhuang is the strongest, but after we defeat it, we will definitely gain the most."

"That's right, after Liujiazhuang is captured, other nearby villages don't have to fight, and they will definitely send food, property, and even a strong population automatically."

"Then how should we fight? I have seen the Wubao there. They are all made of stone. Tens of thousands of people have shrunk inside, and there are still a lot of food in reserve. There are wells already, so they can't be drilled down."

"There is no shortage of food, no shortage of water, and a large number of bows, arrows, and weapons. It is not easy to fight, it is not easy to fight!"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Bai Qi didn't make any comments, didn't directly say who was right or who was wrong, thinking is very important, independent thinking is necessary for any qualified general.

Now limited by the world itself, Daqin's elite officers can't make it through, so they have to make do with it, and it's not very difficult to fight a war for nothing.

Teach and train them first, there are always a few talents that can be taught.

"This is Wubao in Liujiazhuang. All the information is on it, and I will leave it to you."

Everyone turned around and found that at some point, a complete sand table appeared here, and the proportions and sizes looked the same as the real thing.

"Is this the crenel? It's for backstabbing?"

"This is the internal reservoir. Rainwater is stored in advance to prevent fire attack!"

"This is a granary, there are more than one, there are six places!"

"What is this? Why does it look like it's deep underground?"

"It should be a place to hide money!"

"What about this line?"

"Let me think about it. Mr. Bai seems to have said that, let me think about it..."

"Oh, I see, this is a secret passage!"

"How did Mr. Bai know this? The whole Liu family village seems to have no secrets for him. Could it be that this is the legendary secret method of military strategists, the art of seeing the sky and listening to the earth?"

"Sir, this is Mr. Wu An. If military strategists really have the skill of seeing the world and listening to the earth, wouldn't it be strange if he doesn't know it? And maybe we can learn it too!"

……

An hour passed slowly.

If you stand in the sky, you will find that about half an hour ago, the bell in the center of Liujiazhuang was suddenly rang, and then the people who were farming outside all returned to Wubao with the farm tools in their hands.

The people living in Zhuangzi also hurriedly hid the good things at home, and finally rushed to Wubao with the most valuable kitchen knives or iron pots.

As for the things at home, the size of Wubao is limited, so it's good for people to be alive!

"We belong to the Taiping Dao. The people in the village listen carefully, quickly open the gate and surrender, and obey the management of the Taiping Dao, so that the army will not commit any crimes! Otherwise, when the army breaks through the door, there will be no complaints of life or death!"

"Thieves of Taiping Road, listen carefully. Our Liujiazhuang has a very close relationship with the imperial court and the army. Among them, there are 25 chiefs, and there are six army commanders. The highest official position is the one in the forbidden army Captain! All these great figures are from our Liujiazhuang, if you are sensible, you should retreat quickly, otherwise hehehe!"

Having said that, the owner of the village with a waist circumference of eight feet drew a strong bow, aimed at the envoy of the Yellow Turban Army shouting below, and shot an arrow in front of him!

"You're causing trouble. You just took out some food and money and said something nice. Let them retreat. Why do you have to provoke?" An elderly man said anxiously.

"Hey, third uncle, you are too conservative. They are just yellow turban thieves. What is there to be afraid of? There are so many of us, even if there are [-] officers and troops, we will not be able to defeat them in a few months."

"Unless they have complete siege equipment, how can there be so many masters in the mere Yellow Turban producing siege equipment? Even if there were, they would have gone to attack the county town long ago. Who would care about our little Zhuangzi?" He patted his exposed belly and said with a smile.

"Hey, the old man knows that you are reluctant to part with food and money, but have you ever thought about it, if the Yellow Turbans really rush up to attack Wubao, who will be the dead?"

"Almost all the people present were surnamed Liu. They were all relatives. It can be said that they are a family. Don't you want to see everyone wearing mourning? Besides, even if we repel them, will the imperial court count us as military merit? "

"Hahaha, Uncle, you are just too careful. They were a group of farmers a few months ago, and they just put down their hoes. Where are our opponents? Look, aren't they retreating now?"

The Yellow Turban Army outside the city began to change their formation after the envoy returned, and in the eyes of the owner, this was undoubtedly a precursor to withdrawal.

One hundred people constituted a unit, and ten thousand yellow scarf fighters were divided into one hundred phalanxes by Zhang Yan. Some phalanxes were mainly composed of large shields and armored soldiers. Mainly crossbow.

Under Zhang Yan's mobilization, ten strong crossbow phalanxes gathered together.

Time is limited and manpower is limited, so the strong crossbow used by the army is not the latest version of Qin Shihuang's 20-year-old crossbow, but a relatively traditional crossbow with a slight improvement. It has a longer range, greater power, and saves effort.

There are two types of kicking crossbows, one is the waist force and the other is the knee force, the former is a strong crossbow and the latter is a weak crossbow.

When this kind of crossbow is used, soldiers will step on the corresponding position with both feet, and use the strength of the whole body to fully exert its power.

All of a sudden, a thousand soldiers fell to the ground, using their legs to exert strength. Seeing this scene, the owner of the village with a big arm and a round waist immediately rubbed his eyes!

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard! It's two hundred steps away. Where did the Yellow Turban Bandit Army get so many crossbows!? Are they trying to scare us into playing? Even five-stone crossbows, it's impossible to have such a big crossbow!" Mighty! This time it's done!" The owner patted his belly and shouted loudly.

In fact, this is a small trick he used to cheer people up. When he said and laughed like this, the young men around him also laughed, and the pressure was gone unconsciously.

The third uncle on the side suddenly rolled on the spot, rolled to the side of the stone wall, took a three-inch thick wooden shield and placed it on the left and right sides of the stone wall, protecting himself tightly.

"put!"

Zhang Yan suddenly shouted loudly, and then Zhou Cang on the side slammed the gongs and drums on the side, and with a bang, he heard the familiar order, and the ten phalanxes fired at the same time.

"what!"

Chapter 13: Fortify the stronghold, fight the war

Ah!

This is Sanwazi, he is very polite and works hard, he is a good boy who is down-to-earth and willing to work!The moment he heard the voice, Third Uncle recognized his identity!

Ah!

This is from the old eight family!

Ah!

This is……

At this moment, Third Uncle heard at least dozens of screams from different distances!

After looking outside through the city wall and making sure that the Yellow Turbans were trying their best to wind up, Third Uncle threw away the big shield and climbed out. Seeing the miserable conditions of his relatives, a line of tears flowed down his face.

Arrows fell from the sky, some were nailed to the arm, and some were nailed to the forehead.Those nailed to the arm can still be saved, but those nailed to the forehead are completely hopeless!

In just one breath, nearly a thousand arrows came to this place, like it was raining, and those defenseless men were the worst.

"Down! Down! We're down!"

"Uncle can't surrender, they are thieves, and the folks have already died at their hands, they won't let us go!" the owner shouted.

The previous owner had a waist circumference of eight feet, with big arms and a round waist, and his arms were full of flesh. The current owner, with an arrow stuck in his belly, was blocked by the fat and survived by luck, but lay motionless on the ground. He didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to take the initiative to pull out the arrow.