The Three Kingdoms: The Oath of the Peach Garden, the Rise of the Han Dynasty

Once the plan was set, decisions were immediately made for four groups of people. The first two groups were resettled and continued to work as farmers.

The third batch was handed over to Zhang Fei, who was then at the forefront, while the fourth batch was left for Guan Yu to train.

At the same time, Li Chang left a glimmer of hope for the third batch of Yellow Turban rebels: "As long as you can achieve great merit, you can become centurions or chiliarchs and enter other battalions! In the future, you can even enter our Martyrs' Shrine and receive incense offerings!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a burst of shouts and curses erupted from the group of prisoners.

The few burly Yellow Turban soldiers, with their menacing faces, no longer trusted anyone.

Having broken free from the guards, he pointed at Li Chang and began to curse:

"You brat! Why were we singled out to be cannon fodder?! I've killed so many people with General Cheng, why can't I be a regular soldier?!"

"If it's really that good, why didn't you come a year ago?"

"Exactly! If you've got the guts, let us go and fight one-on-one!"

"Brothers, let's fight them! We're all going to die anyway!"

A dozen or so thugs sprang up, grabbed stones and sticks from the ground, and charged toward Li Chang.

Zhang Fei's eyes widened, and he roared, "You're courting death!"

He grabbed the eighteen-foot spear beside him, and without using the tip, he swept it horizontally with only the shaft.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a few muffled thuds, the few thugs at the front were instantly swept away, crashing to the ground, spitting blood, unable to get up.

Then he took out his treasured whip and unleashed a lightning-fast five-strike lash!

Cool!

The pain was felt by the Yellow Turban rebels, and the cries were uttered by them, but the pleasure reached Zhang Fei's very soul!

He found his own method for training troops!

The remaining people turned pale with fright and stood frozen in place, too scared to move.

Zhang Fei, wielding a spear in one hand and a whip in the other, walked step by step towards them, his expression so gloomy it seemed to drip water, his roar like thunder:

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble again, I, Old Zhang, will stab them to death with my spear! You won't even have a chance to earn merit in the future!"

The soldiers were so frightened that they trembled all over and knelt down with a thud, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Guan Yu's eyes hardened as he watched this scene.

Li Chang is right; these people are simply unchangeable. Keeping them around will only cause trouble; it's better to make use of them!

Three days later, the reorganization was completed.

Of the original two thousand elite troops of Zhuojun, more than a hundred died in battle. One thousand pure Yellow Turban elite troops were added to the force. With the two thousand nominally and one thousand actually county soldiers, the core fighting force was four thousand.

One thousand notorious Yellow Turban rebels were organized into the "Vanguard Battalion," which was essentially a cannon fodder battalion, and were personally supervised by Zhang Fei.

The remaining three thousand ragtag soldiers, as the old and weak auxiliary troops, were responsible for transporting provisions and setting up camp.

A total of eight thousand people!

On the drill ground, flags fluttered and the ranks stood in neat formation.

The four thousand core main force members were dressed in coarse cloth uniforms of various colors, holding knives and guns, standing upright with firm eyes and exuding a murderous aura.

Compared to the mud-legged peasants and chaotic Yellow Turban bandits who couldn't even distinguish left from right before, it was a world of difference.

Standing on the earthen platform, Liu Bei looked down at the transformed army below, his heart filled with emotion.

Who would have thought that just a few months ago, they were just four ordinary people with nothing, who swore brotherhood in the Peach Garden and barely managed to gather a thousand local militia by selling off Zhang Fei's ancestral property.

Now, he is a separate commander officially appointed by the governor, with eight thousand soldiers under his command, including generals, troops, provisions, and armor.

Guan Yu stroked his long beard, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

Zhang Fei puffed out his chest, looking smug.

Li Chang stood behind the three men, looking at everything before him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Unlike the transmigrators of his previous life, he didn't immediately shout that he wanted to conquer the world and become emperor.

He just wanted to help his three brothers survive in this chaotic world and live a better life.

At least, they won't have to live a life of hardship and displacement like in the historical novels, only to end up dead and their souls destroyed.

Now, with the addition of some small families actively seeking refuge, the military has also seen a replenishment of mid-level officers and scribes.

In a sense, apart from top strategists and civil officials, Liu Bei already had a wealth of talent under his command!

Wait a minute, Li Chang suddenly looked at himself and realized that there was a top-notch scholar here who knew two thousand years into the past and two thousand years into the future!

Putting everything else aside, in this respect alone, no one in the entire world can compare!

Inside the military camp, all the miscellaneous and military affairs were piled up on Jian Yong's shoulders. If it weren't for some people from small families helping him out, he would have lost his temper!

After finishing another batch of military affairs, Jian Yong could no longer contain himself and roared, "Where is Mingdao? Why isn't he here yet!"

The junior scholar from the family, standing nearby, replied awkwardly, "Mr. Jian, the strategist... he said your military duties are too heavy, and he felt deeply sorry for you. So he went to find someone as talented as you to help you shoulder the burden."

"puff!"

Jian Yong spat out a mouthful of tea. It happened again! He felt like he hadn't had a moment to rest!

At first, I thought I was being trusted and working hard day and night to handle these chores, but it turns out I was doing almost all of it by myself!

Only Xuande has any sense of shame, and he will still come to help me from time to time!

Just then, Li Chang happened to pass by the entrance of the main tent.

Jian Yong was overjoyed and immediately stood up: "Mingdao, the great talent you've been looking for has arrived?"

Li Chang was shocked. Oh no! He was so focused on being lazy that he hadn't found any real talent!

Or perhaps they haven't found any truly talented individuals willing to come!

"Cough cough, it'll be soon, very soon!"

Li Chang turned and ran, followed by Jian Yong's furious roar, which made the entire tent tremble three times.

He had just slipped into the drill ground when he saw Liu Bei walking quickly towards him, his expression grave: "Fourth brother, Governor Liu has sent someone to say that the imperial court's report of victory has been prepared and that we need to go there."

Li Chang paused, his mind clear. Liu Yan had come to curry favor!

Sure enough, when the two arrived at the governor's mansion, Liu Yan was handing them a copied version of a memorial with a broad smile.

"My dear nephew, look, I have already reported all the achievements of this battle to Luoyang. Seven thousand men used a stratagem to decisively defeat one hundred thousand Yellow Turbans, killing thirty thousand and capturing fifty thousand. I have written your four names at the very beginning!"

Liu Bei took the memorial, glanced at the exaggerated numbers on it, and felt even more that he was too young!

His face immediately lit up with gratitude, and he bowed deeply.

"Uncle's great kindness is something I will never forget! If it weren't for your support, how could our insignificant contributions have reached the Emperor's ears!"

Li Chang also bowed, his tone so sincere that even he almost believed it: "Governor, your righteousness is boundless; we will certainly serve you with utmost loyalty and loyalty, and wipe out the Yellow Turbans in Youzhou!"

The two of them, working in perfect harmony, made Liu Yan beam with delight. He stroked his beard and nodded, asking seemingly casually:

"Where are Yun Chang and Yi De? I was hoping to reward these two brave warriors properly."

Liu Bei, having anticipated this, quickly replied, "Uncle, my second and third brothers are currently in the military camp training prisoners and are very busy with military affairs, so they really cannot leave. They specifically asked me to convey their gratitude to you on their behalf."

A hint of regret flashed in Liu Yan's eyes. He had also admired Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's unparalleled bravery and had intended to use the opportunity of awarding them a prize to win them over, but he hadn't expected the two of them to avoid him.