The video takes us to ancient times; Li Er transforms into the Tongtian Emperor of Shu Han.

"Truly worthy of being called the Hegemon-King of Western Chu."

After reading Zhang Liang's words, which he had recorded verbatim, Zhang Jiao couldn't help but sigh.

Compared to Xiang Yu's insightful advice, their previous actions seemed like child's play.

And his assessment of the Yellow Turban Army was also correct.

If we provide for them as he suggested, then eight thousand elite soldiers would already be considered the utmost effort.

Even so, many people still have to tighten their belts to support them!

"Brother, if we really do what he says, we can't guarantee the fighting strength of these eight thousand men, but the others might not even have enough to eat!"

Zhang Liang couldn't help but say.

“Then I will starve with them. The Overlord is right. For us Yellow Turbans, quality is more important than quantity. If we really want to achieve great things, reducing unnecessary sacrifices and training elite troops is the best way.”

Zhang Jiao never considered himself superior to others.

If others can go hungry, he can go hungry too.

The more he saves, the closer he gets to his ideal!

No matter how far away it may seem, he will do everything in his power to achieve it!

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After Xiang Yu gave his advice, Zhang Jiao began the selection process according to his method.

Most of the Yellow Turban soldiers were poor people who couldn't even afford to eat in the past, and their physical condition was mostly not very good, but their advantage lay in their large numbers.

In addition, the Great Teacher's reputation was widespread, and when people heard that he was going to select eight thousand personal guards, countless fanatical believers rushed to him day and night.

At first, they barely managed to gather 10,000 people.

In the training process that Zhang Liang subtly obtained from Xiang Yu, two thousand people were eliminated.

The remaining eight thousand people trained like their lives depended on it every day.

As long as you can't practice to death, practice to death.

In order not to be eliminated, most people choose to practice extra during their rest time.

Whether it was the treatment of the elite troops or their faith in the Great Teacher, they would not allow themselves to be eliminated!

Inspired by this atmosphere, the remaining people also began to train spontaneously.

Xiang Yu seemed to have done nothing, yet he had already brought about tremendous changes to the Yellow Turban Army.

A little over a month has passed.

The Yellow Turban Army, which Xiang Yu once disdained to describe as a rabble, has now become quite a formidable force.

Although they are still far from the elite troops he requested, they should not be at too much of a disadvantage when facing the imperial army that is suppressing the rebellion.

However, at this very moment, news arrived that Lu Zhi had led an army of 50,000 to Julu to quell the rebellion.

Upon hearing this news, Zhang Jiao, Zhang Liang, and the others all wore solemn expressions.

Lu Zhi also made a fleeting appearance in the prophecy of the immortals in the sky.

The scene didn't last long, but Zhang Jiao saw it very clearly: the Yellow Turbans suffered repeated defeats when facing Lu Zhi.

Leading an army of 50,000, he actually routed more than 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers, forcing him to retreat to Guangzong, where he eventually died of illness.

This person should not be underestimated!

"Zishun, when Lu Zhi's army arrives, are you confident in leading those eight thousand battalions to meet them in battle?"

Is there?

Zhang Liang really wanted to say no.

He's never experienced anything like this before!

He felt he was quite good at fighting in the streets and alleys.

But when the two armies were facing off, he felt that he was mostly inadequate in terms of both intellect and strength.

"Brother, when it comes to fighting in battle, no one among the Yellow Turbans can compare to the Hegemon-King of Western Chu."

"If we can get him to help, then neither Lu Zhi nor Huangfu Song will be a problem!"

Zhang Liang thought for a moment and said.

"He asked us to lend him troops, but I refused. How can I ask him for help now?"

"Moreover, this is our own difficulty, and we need to overcome it with our own strength. He can help us for a while, but he can't help us forever. We will have to face it ourselves eventually."

Zhang Jiao rejected Zhang Liang's suggestion without hesitation.

We can take Xiang Yu's advice on training troops, but not on actual combat!

"Understood, brother. I will go and make the preparations now."

Zhang Liang did not refute.

He never contradicted his brother.

"Wait, the Eight Thousand Battalion has only been training for a short time, and they may not be able to reach the combat strength that the Overlord mentioned, where one can take on ten men. In addition to them, bring more men."

"How much to bring?"

Let's gather 150,000.

"Remember to tell the people that if the situation becomes critical, they should surrender immediately. The court will not harm prisoners, and at least they can save their lives."

"You too, don't play the 'I'd rather die than surrender' card, understand?"

Zhang Jiao looked up at the sky.

According to the immortal's prophecy, he was the one whose 150,000-strong army was utterly routed by Lu Zhi.

Now he has taken Xiang Yu's training methods into account, and at the same time, he has improved the Yellow Turban Army's weapons as much as possible.

Can the prophecy of the immortals be overturned?

"This battle was very important for Zhang Jiao."

Li Er narrowed his eyes slightly and uttered a single sentence that revealed Zhang Jiao's thoughts.

"If he wins, it means he can change the immortal's prophecy with his own power; if he loses..."

If they fail, it can only mean that the prophecy is irreversible.

At least with his power, it's irreversible!

"Unfortunately, the defeat was already decided."

Mr. Cao made a bold and direct assertion.

He knew Lu Zhi's leadership skills; if Zhang Liang, a half-baked player, were to face him, he would only be completely crushed!

"Zhang Jiao is too naive. He's just trying to cram at the last minute. How can he compare to someone who has spent most of their life studying military strategy?"

"In fact, he could have relied on Xiang Ji's strength for this battle. Xiang Ji himself was waiting at his residence for Zhang Jiao to send someone to invite him."

"The important thing is that if we win this battle, it will prove that fate can be reversed, which will greatly boost the confidence of the Yellow Turban Army."

Looking at the other screen, Liu Bang couldn't help but sigh.

Xiang Yu was a man of great loyalty and affection than most people thought.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jiao was a stubborn man!

Xiang Yu waited at his residence for six or seven days, not daring to go out for a stroll, so as not to miss Zhang Jiao's men!

Unfortunately, he waited for no one. When he left his residence again, he only received news that Zhang Liang was leading his army to fight against Lu Zhi.

"Stubborn!"

Enraged, Xiang Yu cursed loudly outside Zhang Jiao's gate.

He would have agreed without much difficulty if he had simply lowered his head slightly.

But Zhang Jiao was unwilling to lower his head like that!

“That’s normal. In Zhang Jiao’s eyes, whether it’s Liu Hong or Xiang Yu, they are essentially the same kind of people. They both came from extremely prominent backgrounds, and they never really cared about the common people at the bottom.”

How could he entrust these ordinary people who supported him to Xiang Yu's hands?

In the end, it was Old Zhu who guessed what Zhang Jiao was thinking.

Under Zhang Liang's leadership, the people could surrender if they couldn't win a fight; no one would force them to make unnecessary sacrifices.

But in Xiang Yu's hands, it might not be so.

"Old Zhu, that's impressive! How did you manage to analyze Zhang Jiao's thoughts so thoroughly?"

How did you do it?

Old Zhu thought about it.

"I guess that's just my nature; I'm just an old farmer."