Guo Jia of the Three Kingdoms, Liu Bei was reborn at the beginning to recruit

Chapter 45, the voice of resistance

The golden box is particularly shining and dazzling.

Liu Bei had mixed feelings in his heart: "Fengxiao is not a joke."

"When did I ever say that I was joking?"

Guo Jia said seriously: "Jia's previous plan was indeed to put it into operation after entering Beijing, but this was because we had no money at that time."

"Now that you have the ability, why not let the emperor in Luoyang know your lord's name in advance."

Liu Bei sighed: "It's just Yide who..."

He agreed with Guo Jia's idea, but felt a little guilty about emptying his brother's treasury.

Guo Jia smiled and said: "Master, don't you even have this little confidence?"

Liu Bei suddenly raised his head, a flash of light flashing in his eyes.

He knew exactly what faith meant!

Guo Jia continued: "If my lord can lead Yide to achieve unparalleled achievements, wouldn't he be better than this mere Zhuojun tycoon?"

"Follow me and help me."

"I am willing to follow you to the death."

When Liu Bei heard this solemn answer, he couldn't help but stepped forward and gave Guo Jia a big bear hug.

So boring~

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Guangzong.

"These hateful officers and soldiers have been quarreling all night, not even allowing us to have a peaceful night's sleep, and they won't stop today. I really want to rush out of the city and fight them to the death."

"You're right, it's better to die on the battlefield than to be bored to death by them."

"Let's see what General Ren Gong says."

...In Zhang Liang's mansion, the Yellow Turban generals were discussing one after another, and all the topics pointed to the army's plan to tire out the enemy.

At this time Zhang Liang came, followed by Zhang Ning.

"If we could defeat the army, would we still be forced here?"

As soon as he arrived, Zhang Liang scolded him in a deep voice.

The generals immediately did not dare to say anything.

Qushuai from various places were retreating steadily, and most of the forces had been basically defeated by the army. Only they in Hebei were left struggling to support themselves.

Bocai walked out of the queue, cupped his hands and said: "General, there is no way to go on like this. The soldiers will be dragged down sooner or later."

A person can endure a day without sleep, but not for a long time.

Zhang Liang said calmly: "I have already thought of a countermeasure."

All the generals immediately showed joy.

"Go back immediately and divide the garrison troops and horses into two groups. One group will guard the city during the day and the other group will guard the night. The group that has withdrawn does not need to pay attention to any sound it hears and just sleep."

"This is a good strategy."

"Yes, this way you won't be afraid of being attacked by the army."

...The generals praised each other and agreed with this plan.

"Go down and make arrangements."

"The general will obey his orders."

Zhang Liang waved his hand, and the generals left one after another.

Zhang Ning couldn't help but said: "Uncle, I'm afraid this will treat the symptoms but not the root cause."

Compared with before, there was a touch of sadness in her eyes, because her father had passed away before she returned to Jizhou, and she didn't even have time to see him for the last time.

Zhang Liang sighed: "How could I not know this? This is a conspiracy, and the initiative lies with the army."

Although the defending side can use the fortified city as a barrier, it also means losing the initiative.

Zhang Ning thought for a while and suggested: "Uncle, why don't you go out of the city to fight?"

There are 100,000 of them, and the official army is only 80,000, so they are not without the strength to fight.

Zhang Liang shook his head and said: "In this case, wouldn't it be playing into Huangfu Song's hands?"

"Although our army has slightly more troops than the official army, its morale has fallen into a low state due to repeated defeats."

"And the Yulin Army is well-equipped, well-trained, and its morale is high at the moment. Our army may not even have a 10% chance of winning."

Fighting a war depends not only on the number of troops, but also on the weapons and equipment and the quality of the troops, which are all related to the actual combat power.

There were examples of this hundreds of years ago.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, when the Qin Kingdom had not yet risen, Wu Qi once defeated the Qin army of 500,000 soldiers with 50,000 Wei soldiers.

Zhang Ning bit her lip and said, "Can we just sit back and wait for death?"

"Yes, we failed."

Zhang Ning looked in disbelief that her uncle actually agreed with her statement.

Zhang Liang had a faint smile on his face, his eyes were a little wandering, and he seemed to be lost in memories.

"Before the incident, my eldest brother once said that we would most likely fail. But we still chose to do this. Ning'er, do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because among these thousands of people, one person needs to stand up and lead them to fight, so that those high-ranking aristocratic families can hear our voice."

Zhang Liang suddenly raised his spirits and spoke in a sonorous and forceful tone, quite a bit like "Even if there are thousands of people, I will go."

Zhang Ning had mixed feelings in her heart. It turned out that her father had already predicted the outcome.

Zhang Liang suddenly laughed, heartily and heartily.

"Maybe we lost, but the Han army didn't win either. Just like the Qin State back then, its rule would not last long. Brother said... This is called breaking and then establishing."

When a new dynasty rises, everything will start again, and the lives of ordinary people will at least not be as bad as they are now.

"They won't be able to laugh for long, that's for sure!"

The more Zhang Liang talked, the more excited he became, and by the end he was spitting.

At this point, his tone suddenly changed completely.

"Ning'er, go ahead and leave tonight."

He had foreseen his own end and did not want his niece to be buried with him.

Zhang Ning shook his head without hesitation and said softly: "The Taiping Sect was founded by my father. This is my home and I won't go anywhere."

"Precisely because the Taiping Religion was founded by my brother, you are even more obliged to lead them to the right path."

Zhang Liang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "The millions of Yellow Turbans are not dead. They were just defeated by the army and are now hiding in various places."

"I want you to become their new leader, lead them to find a benevolent and righteous king, and treat them well. This is also your father's last wish."

Zhang Ning burst into tears after listening to these two lines, and the figure of his father once again appeared in his mind. He was not tall, but he was the most stalwart person in his heart.

"Will they obey my orders?"

"Maybe a few leaders will betray you, but most people will definitely respect you because you are the daughter of a great teacher."

Zhang Liang was sure that this was an act of worship for his elder brother, and among the Yellow Turban Army, there were countless people who admired their elder brother.

"Ning'er, listen, you have a more important mission to complete."

"Uncle, why don't you come with me? We can hide in the mountains and forests for the time being, and raise the flag again when the time is right."

"A person whose heart is dead is nothing more than a walking zombie."

"uncle……"

"Ning'er, are you trying to make me die with my eyes open?"

Zhang Ning has never been a shy person. After making up his mind, he turned around and left. After taking a few steps, he heard Zhang Liang's voice coming from behind.

"Don't hate your opponent. The two armies are fighting each other for their own masters. He should be the only one who did not massacre our soldiers."

Zhang Ning paused for a moment, then continued to leave.

"Come here, summon Bo Cai and Guan Hai."

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