Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Meanwhile, Xianyu Fu led Zhao Yun and Guo Jia to the small camp outside Ji City where the two thousand Wuhuan cavalry were stationed.

Besides the chaotic environment that met their eyes, there was also a variety of foul odors that assaulted their senses.

This made Guo Jia couldn't help but cover his nose, looking around, his brows furrowing as he watched the young and strong Wuhuan men, whose behavior was somewhat uncivilized.

"This can be considered soldiers?"

Guo Jia couldn't help but say with disdain.

Xianyu Fu, who was leading the way, said nonchalantly.

"These barbarian Yi people from the grasslands have always acted like this. Previously, Marquis Guoshi led his troops to defeat the Wuhuan, breaking their backbone in one battle, forcing them to obey our orders obediently."

"And in order to prevent the Wuhuan from harboring revenge and secretly gathering to cause trouble, the lord orders the conscription of ten thousand young and strong Wuhuan men every summer and autumn."

"There are only two thousand young and strong Wuhuan men here; General Gongsun has taken the other eight thousand south."

Hearing this, Guo Jia roughly understood the origin of these Wuhuan cavalry and couldn't help but feel a bit of emotion.

Thinking back to the Zhongping era, when the Qiang people rebelled and invaded the Three Auxiliary Regions, the Sili region lacked troops, and the imperial court directly ordered the summoning of Wuhuan cavalry to participate in the battle in the Three Auxiliary Regions.

However, the imperial court's order only summoned three thousand Wuhuan cavalry, and these Wuhuan cavalry scattered and fled back to You Province on their way to the Three Auxiliary Regions, completely disrespecting the imperial court.

But now, under a decree from Liu Yu, the governor of You Province, the Wuhuan people, whose backbone had been broken, had to provide ten thousand young and strong men.

The difference between the two situations was like heaven and earth.

Moreover, these young and strong Wuhuan men who were forcibly conscripted here not only reduced the possibility of Wuhuan rebellion but also served as hostages in disguise, preventing the Wuhuan from daring to act rashly.

Xianyu Fu led Zhao Yun and others swaggeringly to the central military tent, then kicked the chieftain who was sleeping soundly in the tent to the ground.

When the chieftain got up and was about to get angry, he suddenly noticed Zhao Yun.

"Bang!"

The chieftain instantly knelt down in fear, stuttering, "Changshan Heavenly God..."

"What?"

Zhao Yun was a little confused for a moment.

Xianyu Fu explained with a smile, "Zilong, why don't you think about what you shouted before when charging into battle?"

Zhao Yun thought for a long time before saying uncertainly, "Announcing my name, Zhao Zilong of Changshan?"

"That's right."

Xianyu Fu replied, "The Wuhuan tribe takes Wuhuan Mountain as their tribal land and belief, believing that there are ancestral spirits and gods in the mountains to protect them."

"So, somehow, Zilong seems to have scared the wits out of these Wuhuan barbarians, so much so that the name of Zilong as the Heavenly God of Changshan has gradually spread within the Wuhuan, and they fear you more than a fierce tiger."

Zhao Yun couldn't help but laugh wryly.

Announcing his name before battle was just a widespread custom; Zhao Yun never expected it to turn into this.

After Xianyu Fu explained to Zhao Yun, he kicked the chieftain kneeling on the ground again before asking.

"It seems you've seen Zilong before?"

"This humble one was fortunate enough to witness the demeanor of the Changshan Heavenly God by the river," the chieftain replied tremblingly, not even daring to look up at Zhao Yun throughout the entire process.

"In that case, it will be much easier."

Xianyu Fu said with a smile.

"From now on, these two thousand Wuhuan people will be under Zilong's command. You must obey Zilong's orders well; if you don't, you will bear the consequences."

After saying that, Xianyu Fu cupped his fist to bid farewell to Zhao Yun and led his personal soldiers away from the Wuhuan military camp in a swaggering manner.

Afterward, Zhao Yun glanced at the chieftain kneeling in front of him and asked.

"What is your name?"

"Reporting to the Changshan Heavenly God, Qiu Can," Qiu Can replied.

"Very well, then you go and summon the Wuhuan cavalry under your command for roll call now," Zhao Yun ordered.

"Yes!"

Qiu Can immediately rushed out of the military tent as if he had been granted amnesty, as if staying under Zhao Yun's nose put him under immense pressure.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

Guo Jia looked puzzled, then turned to look at Zhao Yun, who had always been gentle and low-key.

After the chieftain quickly blew the horn, ordering the Wuhuan cavalry scattered throughout the military camp to assemble.

Zhao Yun, leading the White Horse Cavalries, announced his name on the high platform, shouting loudly.

"I am Zhao Zilong of Changshan."

Immediately, in front of Guo Jia's eyes, these two thousand Wuhuan men were incomparably shaken, and the fear revealed in their eyes was undisguised.

This made Guo Jia both surprised and envious.

Guo Jia occasionally felt that if life wasn't for showing off, it would be meaningless.

But Guo Jia, who pursued showing off, repeatedly failed to realize his pursuit. Instead, Zhao Yun, who had always been low-key, showed off in front of Guo Jia, which made Guo Jia feel that fate was playing tricks on him and just wanted to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

Thinking of this, Guo Jia pulled out the stopper of the gourd and habitually took a sip.

However, there was water in the gourd, not wine.

In order to avoid affecting serious matters and also because of the rules set by Li Ji, Guo Jia was required not to put wine in the gourd during wartime...

Waiting for the bland and tasteless cold water to enter his stomach undoubtedly made Guo Jia feel even more depressed.

Zhao Yun originally thought that it would take some effort to reorganize these foreign cavalry, but he didn't expect that wherever he went, the Wuhuan people could be described as completely obedient, without any resistance at all.

Even when Zhao Yun, who had always been gentle and kind, showed a smile to a young and strong Wuhuan man, wanting to get closer and understand the other party's inner thoughts.

The young and strong Wuhuan man was so scared that he peed on the spot, begging for mercy in "Wuhuan language" with a terrified expression.

To this, Zhao Yun also helplessly gave up his original plan. After giving some instructions and training to the two thousand Wuhuan cavalry in Chinese, he directly led five thousand cavalry southward to join Gongsun Zan.

Moreover, Zhao Yun was no stranger to Gongsun Zan's current location.

According to the information Liu Yu knew, Gongsun Zan was in Guangzong City in Julu Commandery, pressing towards Jieqiao in Qinghe State.

......

At the same time.

The army led by Yuan Shu marched south into Nanyang Commandery in a mighty manner and was approaching Xiangyang.

The first to bear the brunt of blocking Yuan Shu's path were Wancheng and Xinye.

The Wancheng defender arranged by Liu Biao was Huang Zu, and the Xinye defender was his nephew Liu Pan. Moreover, Wancheng and Xinye were not far apart, and they could vaguely form a mutual support.

Yuan Shu first arrived at Wancheng and led his troops to attack fiercely for several days.

However, even though Yuan Shu had sufficient troops, Huang Zu could also be considered a veteran general of Jing Province.

In addition, Wancheng was originally a strong city that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and Huang Zu had also conscripted many young and strong men in the city in advance to assist in defending the city.

Therefore, facing Yuan Shu's fierce attack for several days, Wancheng could still be considered impregnable.

This made Yuan Shu, who was originally high-spirited, greatly angered and simply set his sights on the small city of Xinye.

Wancheng and Xinye, as long as one of these two cities was captured, it would also open the passage south to Xiangyang.

Soon, some news about the Xinye defender was presented to Yuan Shu.

"Liu Pan, Liu Biao's cousin, slightly brave? Hmph, a brave man without a brain, what's the use? I'm afraid he's using the name of a fake elder to hold a high position."

Yuan Shu commented with disdain.

As a son of a famous family, Yuan Shu was most disdainful of those brainless reckless men who only had martial prowess, especially Lu Bu and Zhang Fei, whom Yuan Shu hated the most.

"Liu Pan relies heavily on... Huang Zhong of Nanyang? Nearly fifty years old, but it is rumored that his courage is even above Liu Pan's, and he is often trusted by Liu Pan..."

"A reckless man who is nearly fifty years old is not enough to worry about."

This time, Yuan Shu was more careful and investigated the intelligence of Xinye in advance. His confidence in capturing Xinye greatly increased. (End of this chapter)