Chapter 182: The Prelude Begins
"Young Master, the imperial court has sent troops."
"This is news from Luoyang."
In Su Fan's territory in Donghai Commandery, Gao Hu and a group of Gao family retainers sat around Su Fan, looking serious.
"A million imperial guards."
Su Fan's expression did not change upon hearing this. He actually had a guess in his heart. In history, it was Lu Zhi and the other two, and this time there was no change.
The only change might be that they directly dispatched a million imperial guards. It really is a million, not the kind of million that the thirty thousand in history dared to call a million.
A million imperial guards are the most elite army of the Liu family. You must know that the imperial guards of this world are many transferred from the border troops.
They have all experienced bloody battles on the battlefield before they can be promoted to the imperial guards.
The soldiers at the bottom of the Divine Han Dynasty yearn most for the imperial guards. This is their supreme glory.
First of all, there is no need to talk about glory for the imperial guards guarding the imperial capital. Secondly, it is the treatment, which is also the best in the Divine Han Dynasty.
When they reach the age, they retire from the army, and there is also a part of the remuneration. It can be said that retiring from the imperial guards, they can also live very comfortably in the future.
On this point, what Su Fan found out is a bit different from history.
But think about it, this world is a super-martial world, and the world is very dangerous. Not only do they have to guard against the barbarians in the northern grasslands, but more importantly, there are many monsters and beasts in the mountains and rivers. Without powerful strength, how can they guard the imperial capital?
The imperial guards are very strong. Su Fan understands this, which is another reason why Su Fan is not optimistic about Zhang Jiao.
Millions of imperial guards, plus millions of border troops, and those disciples of military families in the imperial court.
What does Zhang Jiao have? Besides having many people, the only advantage might be his own powerful strength.
The Yellow Turban Army of the Taiping Dao, the thirty-six great channel commanders, sounds very fierce, but there are very few who truly have the talent of a general.
In historical romance, there are only a few, such as Bo Cai, Zhang Mancheng, and Zhang Yan. Others may have some martial strength, but they can only serve as reckless generals who hack people. Letting them lead troops to fight is really of no use.
At most, they rely on having many people to rush up in a swarm. If the imperial army is not strong and the number is not large, they might still be able to win.
Once they encounter elites, it is a rout.
Looking at the history of the romance, those who can fight with the imperial army and win battles, except for the three Zhang Jiao brothers, are only these three or five people.
The foundation is not enough. Relying solely on Zhang Jiao alone, isolated and helpless, and Zhang Jiao himself is not a famous general. He can defeat the imperial army, which also relies on his own unparalleled terrifying strength.
"Young Master, what should we do?"
"Can the Taiping Dao block it?"
Gao Hu and the others had a bit of worry on their faces. Although they had been receiving news of victories from the Yellow Turban Army in various places these days,
they always believed more in the Divine Han Dynasty. At this moment, hearing that the imperial guards were dispatched, they were all a bit panicked. After all, they are also members of the Taiping Dao now.
If the government really investigates, they might also be beheaded.
Following the Young Master for two years, their horizons have also been broadened a lot. Although the Yellow Turban Army has many people, and it is said that there are armies of hundreds of millions, they all know that these hundreds of millions are almost all mobs.
A group of farmers who have never been trained, holding sticks, what combat effectiveness do they have?
"This is not something you and I can manage."
Su Fan shook his head. He didn't think Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Army could block it, unless Zhang Jiao alone could kill all the top experts of the Liu family and the great aristocratic clans.
Otherwise, it is still very difficult.
But does Zhang Jiao really have such strength?
The aristocratic clans, the Liu family, thousands of years of foundation, can it be compared to Zhang Jiao's hundred years?
How many experts the Liu family has hidden over the past thousand years, no one knows.
"You don't have to worry. We haven't made a move. Even if the Taiping Dao really fails, we won't have any problems."
Su Fan has this confidence. After all, he comes from an aristocratic clan, and as long as there is no rebellion, even if investigated, there will be no great danger.
And as his cultivation gets higher, there will be no danger at all.
And it seems that Zhang Jiao did not force him, which is what he is most happy about. He had always been worried that Zhang Jiao would force him to send troops to attack the government office, which would be the most troublesome.
"Now what you need to do is to guard this place well and don't let others come to destroy it."
Su Fan knows that there may be idealists in the Taiping Dao, but the Yellow Turban Army, most of the Yellow Turban Army, is mixed with fish and dragons. Many people, when they do evil, are even more ruthless than those aristocratic clans.
Hundreds of millions of Yellow Turban Army, the grain and grass they need is a terrifying number. The Yellow Turban Army itself has no territory, and they rarely have the idea of farming. Most people think that if there is no food, they will go to rob, rob cities, rob aristocratic clans, rob powerful clans, and finally rob those poor people.
They are like locusts, and wherever they go, not a blade of grass grows.
Su Fan knows that once they are hungry, they can even rob their companions.
Does Xuzhou have a Yellow Turban Army? Naturally, there is. Now Guan Hai, the channel commander, is near Langya.
Now he is besieging Langya Commandery.
Xuzhou was originally a rich land in the Central Plains. There are many great aristocratic clans here, and the local power is not weak.
Perhaps the county soldiers and commandery soldiers are not very good, but the great aristocratic clans have some power in their hands.
Many aristocratic clans have established manors, and they have guards, some more and some less.
Large aristocratic clans, their family guards, thousands or ten thousand, and they are all elites who have been trained.
Under Guan Hai, there are tens of millions of Yellow Turban people, including millions of soldiers, but in Su Fan's view, they are completely mobs.
Without training, they are all farmers who have just walked out of the fields, holding wooden sticks and the like. Wanting to attack the commandery city is actually hitting a stone with an egg.
In this world, not to mention those county towns, the cities in the commandery are extremely tall. The seat of Langya Commandery, Kaiyang City, has a city height of twenty zhang, and the thickness of the city wall has reached more than ten meters, and the city wall also has runes.
Once the runes are activated, the city wall will become indestructible. Even Gang-Refining martial artists, bombarding it, will find it very difficult to destroy the city wall.
They can only rely on siege ladders and the like to attack.
But wanting to attack the city wall more than sixty meters high is not such a simple matter.
So in this world, siege warfare has also become more difficult and bloody.
Su Fan is not optimistic about Guan Hai. Once he cannot attack Langya Commandery, the millions of Yellow Turban Army under his command will turn into bandits and plunder everywhere.
Donghai Commandery is not far from Langya, and many people under Guan Hai know about Su Fan's territory.
Maybe if there is not enough food, some of them will take a risk and come to rob his grain and grass here. ===== CHAPTER 183 =====
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