Three Kingdoms: Jiangdong is no longer a rat

Chapter 32 Training
When Xu Sheng discussed military affairs, he was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, his brilliance awe-inspiring.

Yan Yi secretly praised him, saying that he was worthy of being one of the Twelve Tiger Ministers of Jiangdong. He had extraordinary knowledge and although he was young, he had already shown some of the style of a good general.

Being young has both advantages and disadvantages. The disadvantage is that you lack experience and may not act maturely and prudently. The advantage is that you are quick-witted and innovative, and you have courage and drive.

To expand territory, what is needed is a sharp spirit.

Sun Ce swept across Jiangdong at the age of 19, and Li Shimin followed his father to raise an army in Taiyuan at the age of 19 and pacified half of the northern part of the country. Both of them were sharp and unrivaled in the world.

Yan Yi knew what he should do. It was not to do everything himself, but to bring out the talents of his subordinates.

He smiled and asked, "I don't want to miss Yuncheng either. Since Wen Xiang proposed the idea of ​​luring the Yuncheng defenders out of the city and annihilating them, why don't you think about the specific plan?"

Zhao Cuo scratched his head, a trace of confusion on his face. "Yuncheng has 3,000 men, and we only have 1,000. Moreover, we engaged the defenders of Qian Gong Lei first. In this situation, wouldn't the Yuncheng defenders be worried that we might escape and take the initiative to fight us?"

He had fought many fights since he was a child, and the thought that popped up in his subconscious mind was: I am fighting with two people, and those two people have three accomplices. Of course, the three accomplices will rush up and beat him together instead of watching the show from the sidelines.

Yan Yi, Xu Sheng and Si Qing looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

Zhao Cuo said awkwardly, "Did I say something wrong?"

Yan Yi shook his head slightly: "Not only are you not wrong, you are also very right."

They only thought about how to lure the Yuncheng defenders out of the city, but did not consider the issue from Qian Tong's perspective.

Zhao Cuo was overjoyed when he heard this.

"Originally, I wanted to send someone to inform Yan Yu before crossing the river, and use him as reinforcements. But now it seems that's not necessary." Yan Yi pondered and said, "Xiao Cuo is right. Only with a small number of people can we lure out the Yuncheng defenders."

Since he was going to have fun, he might as well go big. He didn't even think the food on the table was enough for him, so why would he let an outsider share it?

Unless it is absolutely necessary, we will never ask Yan Yu for help and let him join the market to get a share of the pie.

The greater the risk, the greater the reward. No risk, no gain!
Yan Yi made a decision in an instant.

Si Qing suddenly spoke up, "Young Master, I have an idea. Qian Tong is currently looting refugees. Since the hundreds of soldiers Lord Fan has recruited are currently unable to play a role on the front lines, why not have them disguise themselves as refugees and infiltrate Yuncheng and Qian Gong Fort? When the time is right, they can join forces with our army from both inside and outside. This should be very effective and increase our chances of victory."

Xu Sheng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Young Master, this plan is feasible! Fan Jun recruited refugees from Danyang, so it would be difficult for Qian Tong to find any flaws."

Yan Yi was very happy. As the saying goes, many hands make light work. Xu Sheng and the other two were actively offering suggestions and gradually improving the raid plan, which was exactly what he hoped to see.

He nodded in agreement immediately.

The four of them finished discussing everything in the barracks, and it was already evening.

Yan Yi ordered his men to call the captains of the three troop groups, a total of six people, and prepared dinner in the barracks for them to eat together.

The meal was plentiful, and although there was no wine, everyone still enjoyed it very much.

After dinner, Yan Yi asked the garrison commanders present to stay and asked them about the details of the military affairs one by one to understand the specific situation of the troops.

They chatted until midnight, then stopped talking and ordered people to make the beds in the barracks.

"Everyone, please sleep here tonight." Yan Yi smiled faintly.

The captains didn't dare to refuse. They said they wanted to sleep peacefully, but how could they sleep? Thinking about what happened during the day, their hearts were beating fast. They lay on the bed with their clothes on, thinking about their worries.

call..
The oil lamp was blown out and the barracks fell into darkness.

Everyone was terrified and kept their eyes wide open in the dark. No one dared to really fall asleep. They stayed up late into the night in a daze, and suddenly heard the sound of flint striking.
The oil lamp was suddenly lit, and the flickering light illuminated every corner of the barracks.

Everyone jumped out of their beds and saw Yan Yi rising from the bed. He picked up a sword beside the bed with his left hand and said expressionlessly, "Call the soldiers immediately for night drills. Anyone who fails to arrive within half an hour will be whipped!"

The six captains looked at each other, suddenly woke up, and stumbled out of the barracks.

The roars broke the silence of the night and the military camp suddenly became boiling.

A soldier ran towards the training ground with sleepy eyes, his uniform disheveled and his helmet askew.

Some people were cursing, but suddenly they saw a figure standing with a sword under a torch in the distance and quickly shut up.

More than four hundred soldiers lined up in the training ground and looked around blankly.

What happened? Why did you call us here so late at night?
Just when he was puzzled, Yan Yi walked slowly towards him, surrounded by Si Qing and others. The firelight shone on his face, flickering.

Si Qing was holding an hourglass in his hand. The fine sand at the top of the hourglass was flowing into the bottom through a narrow copper tube and gradually accumulating.

"Young Master, the time has come." Si Qing, who was staring at the ruler, retracted his gaze and looked up and said.

Yan Yi turned to look at a garrison commander and said sternly, "Anyone late will be lashed twenty times, immediately. After the lashing, you are not allowed to recover from your injuries and must return to the formation to participate in the drill!"

The captain, sweating profusely, bowed and clasped his fists in response, then stood around the formation with more than twenty soldiers. Whenever he saw a soldier late, he would immediately pin him to the ground and whip him hard.

But I dare not not use my strength, the young master is watching from the side
A quarter of an hour later, dozens of late soldiers, their robes stained with blood, limped into the queue and stood in line.

These were the most loyal soldiers to the Yan family. Although they had some complaints in their hearts, they were more afraid.

The whole place was silent, with only the rustling sound of firewood being blown by the night wind.

Yan Yi glanced around the entire room and shouted, "Begin the drill!"

After a night, all the soldiers were exhausted.

Yan Yi kept his promise and asked the kitchen officer to prepare enough whole lamb soup. He also gave financial and food rewards to the soldiers who performed well.

The soldiers' resentment immediately disappeared and they became more positive.

The next day, Yan Yi began to order an increase in the intensity of training, while still maintaining irregular training times, in order to improve the soldiers' ability to execute military orders.

After several days, military discipline and appearance gradually became strict and orderly.

Although it cannot be said that orders are issued as fast as the wind and actions are as fast as thunder, it is worthy of the four words "orders are obeyed and discipline is enforced."

Especially when the soldiers gradually adapted, the mental state and morale of the entire unit also recovered rapidly.

After the execution ability was improved, Yan Yi ordered the training time to be restored to the previous arrangement, cancelled the irregular training time, and began to make final preparations for the expedition.

A few days later, a rider came galloping over and reported the latest military intelligence.

Just as Yan Yi had predicted, Wu Jing retreated!

Xu Gong immediately dispatched 5,000 troops back to Youquan. Qian Tong's general, Fan Yi, led his troops back to Yuncheng. Qian Tong returned some of the captured people to Xu Gong, and the two families ceased fighting and made peace.

(End of this chapter)