Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Of course, the scale of the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou was rare throughout the entire Han Dynasty, and with Cao Cao's rise, the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans were completely transformed into Cao Cao's resources.

The more common remnants of the Yellow Turbans in various places were often just insignificant mountain bandits and the like.

The people present also began to discuss in low voices, each expressing their own opinions.

"Perhaps the surrounding mountain bandits saw an opportunity and wanted to get a piece of the pie, so they sent people to recruit manpower?"

"That's unlikely, but in my opinion, we shouldn't just sit and watch the Yellow Turbans roam around. How about sending a force of elite soldiers out of the city to drive them away?"

"Absolutely not! Marquis Guoshi led the army away from the scope of Dan County only a few days ago. This might be Marquis Guoshi's trick to lure the city's forces out and take the opportunity to attack the city."

As soon as these words came out, the entire banquet fell silent, almost silencing the sound of debate.

Compared to Marquis Guoshi leading a large army mightily through Dan County, the scattered remnants of the Yellow Turbans in various places were undoubtedly a minor nuisance.

The various aristocratic families and powerful clans naturally disliked the Yellow Turbans quite a bit.

But compared to the threat of Marquis Guoshi, it was not worth mentioning.

The magistrate of Dan County lightly stroked the foot-long beard under his chin and asked, "So, everyone's opinion is to temporarily ignore the Yellow Turbans outside the city?"

The people present then spoke up one after another.

"Magistrate, the remnants of the Yellow Turbans are just a minor nuisance. Right now, we should focus on the overall situation and not leave the city lightly."

"Even if the Yellow Turbans incite some commoners outside the city to riot, it won't matter much. The able-bodied men outside the city have either been conscripted or fled, and there are no more young and strong men available, so it will be difficult to achieve anything."

"That's right, some old, weak, women, and children are indeed unlikely to achieve much, and since they have no weapons or food, even if they riot, it will only add some military achievements for the magistrate."

For a moment, an expression of interest appeared in the eyes of the originally calm magistrate of Dan County.

With such an analysis, if those Yellow Turbans really caused a riot, it would be a good thing indeed.

Suppressing the Yellow Turbans, and even beheading thousands of them, would be military merit and political achievements.

Regardless of whether Yuan Shu wins the battle for Yu Province or Liu Bei takes over, he might be able to gain promotion by virtue of the merit of suppressing the Yellow Turbans.

After pondering for a while, the magistrate of Dan County pretended to be reserved and said, "What you all said is very reasonable. The safety of the people in the city now rests on my decision, so it is indeed not appropriate to act rashly. However, if the Yellow Turbans really cause trouble outside the city, I hope you will all lend your full support."

The people at the banquet responded with smiles.

"That's only natural."

"If we don't support the magistrate, who else can we support?"

"If we work together with the magistrate, Dan County will naturally be as stable as Mount Tai."

Seeing this, the magistrate of Dan County also revealed a joyful expression and summoned the musicians, dancers, and maids to perform again, and fine wine and delicacies were constantly brought up.

… …

Meanwhile, outside the city, the commoners who were despised by the officials and nobles in the city, in a situation where there was almost no way out.

Under the guidance of the Brocade-Clothed Guards and the Brocade Sail Bandits, in almost every village around Dan County, some people were listening to nursery rhymes and rushing towards the direction of the Guo River.

Eight hundred Brocade Sail Bandits, even if each person only guided five people, that would be four thousand people.

But in reality, how could it be just five people?

In times of despair, people tend to follow the crowd blindly.

Once the tide rises, its momentum will inevitably be滔滔.

With Dan County as the center, there was an almost constant stream of people from the surrounding villages rushing towards the Guo River.

Even though 70% to 80% of the crowd were old, weak, women, and children, the dense number still shocked the Brocade Sail Bandits.

At this moment, Gan Ning could only hope that the food and equipment had already been sent to the Guo River, otherwise, he, the Brocade Sail Bandit impersonating the Yellow Turbans, might be directly drowned and torn to pieces by the people's resentment.

Compared to Gan Ning, who was somewhat uneasy in his heart, Sima Yi, who was watching everything in the dark, unconsciously revealed a smile.

At this moment, Sima Yi understood that he had succeeded.

Among the various rumors spread in secret, it was constantly implied that there was grain bestowed by the Yellow Heaven on the Guo River.

For a large number of disaster victims who were about to or had already fallen into famine, this was no different from a fantasy. It wasn't that they didn't doubt it, but that they had no other choice.

But precisely because there was doubt, it could be transformed into unwavering belief.

Only then could Sima Yi remotely control the rebelling disaster victims through Gan Ning, so as not to turn these disaster victims into locusts that would destroy everything.

At that time, whether it was faith in the Yellow Heaven or following the Yellow Turbans, the disaster victims' unwavering belief could allow Sima Yi to fulfill Li Ji's request and control the rebelling disaster victims to only target the aristocratic families and powerful clans.

"Go, in front of you, there is the food and equipment you need, there is the food and equipment to support you in venting your anger…"

Sima Yi murmured, his youthful eyes revealing excitement and madness.

At this moment, Sima Yi felt that he truly loved this feeling of controlling everything from behind the scenes and guiding the general trend.

Turning hands into clouds and overturning hands into rain, the general trend of the world is entirely under my control.

"Teacher, could this be the last lesson you want to teach me?"

Sima Yi recalled that when he presented the preliminary strategy he had conceived to Li Ji, Li Ji, after making detailed modifications to this strategy.

When he returned this strategy to himself, the meaningful look in his eyes, and the sentence he added at the end of the strategy.

【Yi'er, you must feel this carefully, but don't cross the line.】

"Huo huo huo, with you, teacher, watching over your disciple, how dare your disciple cross the line?"

Sima Yi said with a smile in a low voice, revealing a deep gaze that did not match his age, watching the disaster victims who were constantly rushing towards the Guo River in the darkness in the distance.

The distance between the Guo River and Dan County was not far, and one only needed to go west to see where the Guo River was.

What's more, there were Brocade Sail Bandits with yellow scarves tied on their heads and masks on their faces guiding the way, slowly leading a large number of disaster victims towards the Guo River.

One hungry disaster victim after another almost gnawed on tree bark and sipped dew as they crossed the distance between the Guo River and Dan County.

And under the guidance of the Yellow Turbans in the eyes of countless disaster victims, they arrived at the Guo River… …

Even more unbelievably, it seemed that grain really grew in the滔滔Guo River.

On the bank of the Guo River, piles of white grain appeared in the eyes of the disaster victims like small mountains, with a yellow flag inserted on top.

Grain!

It's really grain! ! !

At this moment, only one voice was constantly echoing in the minds of countless disaster victims who witnessed this scene.

The Yellow Heaven has truly sent down grain, the Guo River has truly sent grain… …

Gan Ning then stepped onto the high platform next to the mountain-like grain, raised the Yellow Heaven flag high, and shouted.

"I am a general of the Yellow Heaven. Those who are willing to obey the orders of the Yellow Heaven can be fed! ! !" (End of this chapter)