Yes, Changshe…

It wasn’t until halfway on the road to Yingchuan that the system suddenly spoke out like a fake corpse, “Wait! Did you have such a dangerous idea from the beginning?”

As Cheng Li said, Qiao Yan rallied the Tian family to use it for herself,

killed the two Yellow Turban leaders, Bu Ji and Zhang Bo, while continuing to rise in status under Liang Zhongning’s command.

At the same time, she sent Dian Wei to Dong’a to deliver a letter, luring Cheng Li to Puyang for assistance—

The ultimate goal was Changshe!

Despite the calm in Yanzhou due to the unification of the Yellow Turbans, in Yuzhou to the south of Yanzhou, the fighting between the Han army and the Yellow Turbans had reached a fever pitch.

Changshe was far from peaceful.

In the third month of the seventh year of Guanghe, General Zhu Jun was defeated by Bo Cai.

General Huangfu Song led the army to come and was forced to station in Changshe for defense along with General Zhu Jun.

Outside the county of Changshe, there were the besieging Yellow Turban forces led by Bo Cai.

To be precise, there was not only Changshe as the battlefield in Yuzhou.

But the similarity was that the Yellow Turbans were in the dominant position, such as—

In early April, the Yellow Turbans in Runan defeated the governor Zhao Qian.

Three days later, the Yellow Turban army, which continued to tighten the encirclement, completely surrounded the Han army in Changshe, showing a trend of completely suppressing the Han army along this route.

So, on the second day after Cheng Li arrived in Puyang, Qiao Yan found Liang Zhongning.

He originally thought that Cheng Li, who came with Dian Wei, and the one who claimed to be a disciple of Zheng Xuan, had come to take away his strategist.

Who knew that Qiao Yan said, the teacher instructed him that if there were no signs of chaos in Yanzhou, it would be better to see if the Yellow Turbans really had the ability to overthrow the world and restore it.

“Teacher observed the stars at night and saw that Mars was dim half a month ago, which is a sign of the decline of the Han’s fire virtue. Only the stars Di and Fang were bright, dividing the land of Yanzhou and Yuzhou.”

Hearing this, Liang Zhongning showed a confused expression.

The study of astrology was prevalent at the end of the Han Dynasty.

For someone like him who had not had many opportunities for advanced studies before the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the threshold was obviously too high.

But there were some things he understood.

At this time, Mars did not have the name of Mars.

It was commonly referred to as the God of Fire Star Lord, and because Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty, was the son of the Red Emperor and had suppressed the White Snake Uprising, the Han Dynasty represented the Fire Virtue—

Mars was dim, and the fire virtue was declining, which was undoubtedly good news for the Yellow Turbans.

And the “Di and Fang stars were bright,” corresponding to the geographical division of Yanzhou and Yuzhou, seemed to be good news as well?

Then Qiao Yan said, “The change of the stars, the teacher could not see clearly in Gaomi, so he sent me and Mr. Zhongde to Yingchuan for observation.

It might be related to the battle between the Yellow Turban leader Bo Cai and General Huangfu.

This matter is of great importance. Please forgive me for not being able to stay in Puyang any longer and take my leave.”

After that, she bowed to Liang Zhongning and was about to turn and leave.

Liang Zhongning was dizzy from listening to the stars, but not from this sentence.

He immediately slapped his thigh and made a decision for his next move, “Why go alone, sir! The Yellow Turbans in Yuzhou are in a stalemate with the Han army. It is most appropriate for my Yellow Turbans in Yanzhou to go and support.

Liang Zhongning also had some thoughts of his own.

Qiao Yan said that the change in the stars should be in Yanyu.

He had been flattered by the Tian and Xue families these days, and he couldn’t help but feel that he seemed to be a born a general.

If not, he couldn’t make his soldiers so obedient.

Moreover, with Yanzhou in front, it’s hard to guarantee that this isn’t a sign that he will shine in the Battle of Yingchuan.

Besides, compared to Qiao Yan directly leading people to Yingchuan, wouldn’t it be much safer to follow him?

What’s there to hesitate about!

A few days ago, when Liang Zhongning inspected the army camps, he heard these well-fed soldiers ask when they would have the opportunity to fight.

Previously, Liang Zhongning had to be vague, after all, he didn’t have a war to fight.

Zhang Jiao was busy fighting against Lu Zhi, and the nearest Bo Cai tribe was also gaining the upper hand, obviously not wanting to share the credit with him.

But now it’s different, he can use the scene of observing the stars at night to explain his “unauthorized” military action.

It couldn’t be better!

He immediately gathered his men, stocked up on provisions, and after ten days of Qiao Yan mentioning the idea of going to the Changshe front line, apart from the garrison troops stationed in Puyang, he led the army and officially set off.

The system was once again shocked by this change.

The skill points Qiao Yan obtained when assisting Liang Zhongning in getting rid of Bu Ji and Zhang Bo had already been added to the “eloquence” skill long before Cheng Li arrived in Puyang.

The improvement of this kind of skill is indeed difficult to quantify.

But from her seemingly thoughtless words about observing the stars, the system became increasingly clear about one fact.

This skill, which is absolutely useful for a strategist, when applied to someone like Qiao Yan, who is so brainy, is truly a terrifying thing.

This intricate arrangement, in the system’s current view, is by no means a temporary change, but obviously more like something she had already planned when she approached Liang Zhongning.

Now this mixed yellow turban army, carrying ample provisions from Yanzhou to Yingchuan, is definitely not going to assist Bo Cai in breaking through the Han army’s defense in Changshe, quite the opposite…

The system felt it might be necessary to give the Yellow Turbans a bit of attention.

It was precisely because of this thought process that it asked that question—

“Did you have such a dangerous idea from the beginning?”

“If I say no, would you believe me?” Qiao Yan asked back.

No.

The system replied silently.

It thought for a moment and glanced at its host.

While waiting for Cheng Li to arrive in Puyang, and also waiting for Liang Zhongning’s mindset to become more unbalanced under the praise of the two powerful families,

Qiao Yan actually had some free time, so she tried to learn horseback riding.

Unfortunately, this skill was not something that could be achieved overnight, and she couldn’t waste the skill points she had obtained on it for the time being.

So at this moment, she is still sitting in a separate carriage, moving along with the marching troops.

As for Cheng Li, he is very much in line with the Han Dynasty’s requirements for scholars to be proficient in the “Six Arts.” At this moment, he is riding his horse beside the carriage.

Qiao Yan lifted the curtain of the carriage to look at him, then withdrew her gaze, refusing to admit that she harbored any resentment towards herself for still being a short-legged child.

But compared to Qiao Yan’s insignificant dissatisfaction with the current situation, the system’s resentment is much deeper.

From Qiao Yan’s overly calm face, it suddenly realized that it seemed to have been slapped in the face twice.

As a system with good memory, it remembered very clearly that when it chose the identity for its host, it was aiming for her to be able to directly attach herself to the thighs of Cao Cao and Huangfu Song.

But now, while Huangfu Song and others are still trapped in Changshe, she has already led the Yellow Turbans from Yanzhou straight to Changshe as their respected military advisor.

The scene of one inside the city and one outside the city at that time seems a bit subtle no matter how you think about it.

The second thing is, when Qiao Yan mentioned that the Han army would soon sweep Yanzhou by June, and that before June she needed to find a place to survive, the system had once suggested that she should seek refuge in a city within Yanzhou that had successfully resisted the Yellow Turbans, such as Dong’e.

But now, the strategist from Dong’e has already come under her command.

Although it can’t be said that she has completely surrendered, she was still persuaded by Qiao Yan’s argument of “pacifying the Yellow Turbans in one province,” forming, in the system’s view, a situation where two high-level strategists cooperate in battle.

And the powerful Xue family in Dong’e has also contributed a lot of manpower on this trip.

It seems to be completely different from the system’s original suggestion…

The difference is so great that the term “completely different” is not enough to describe it!

This is completely different!

The system couldn’t help but sink into contemplation.

How did it initially regard Qiao Yan as a poor little thing who had to endure humiliation and join the bandits for survival?

Since waking up in a pile of corpses until now, it has only been a little over a month, but she has not only regained her vigor after eating well,

but she has also changed from someone who has never experienced war into the commanding strategist she is now.

Liang Zhongning is a bit floaty, but his respect for Qiao Yan has not diminished at all.

On the way to Changshe, he respectfully asked Qiao Yan for more guidance.

But what surprised the system was that Qiao Yan’s guidance to Liang Zhongning was not perfunctory at all.

For example, today, her guidance topic was based on Wang Zongyi’s compilation of “Li Weigong’s Military Law” and relevant records from the “Records of the Three Kingdoms,” discussing the layout of latrines in camps with over ten thousand people.

What is a latrine? It is the toilet in the military camp.

This is not a trivial matter.

The arrangement of latrines in a march of ten thousand people is particularly important, as mishandling can easily lead to an epidemic, causing extremely serious consequences.

Liang Zhongning earnestly noted down what Qiao Yan said, treating it as a treasure.

He immediately got off the carriage and went to discuss with the logistics personnel in the Yellow Turban army on how to improve.

Cheng Li looked at Liang Zhongning’s performance and exchanged a knowing glance with Qiao Yan.

“Mr. Zhongde and the young men from the Xue family should also know where these people are positioned in the army, given their past friendship in jointly defending Dong’e,” Qiao Yan asked in a low voice, gesturing for Cheng Li to come closer to the carriage frame.

Previously in Puyang, Qiao Yan couldn’t get too close to these people, but now the situation is different.

During the march, with the combat readiness of the Yellow Turban army, it’s inevitable that there would be some confusion even when following orders.

This was exactly the right time for her to gather people together and say a few words.

Upon hearing her question, Cheng Li nodded and replied, “Tonight, I will gather them together.”

She also gave the same arrangement to Dian Wei, gathering the people from the Tian family.

Liang Zhongning had just obtained an important task to improve his ability in marching and arranging formations.

He had no extra energy to pay attention to this “always considerate” strategist.

He was surprised to find that in the middle of the night, in the wilderness during the march, some people in the team were summoned for a mobilization meeting.

The term “mobilization meeting” was secretly coined by the strategist system itself.

Because in its view, if Qiao Yan only wanted to assign tasks to the undercover agents in the Yellow Turban army, she didn’t need to sneak out of the army herself.

She could have let Cheng Li act as her mouthpiece and convey the instructions.

With Cheng Li’s intelligence, there would be no misunderstanding, and not only is he smart, but his decisive character also means that once he confirms his cooperation with Qiao Yan, he will definitely follow through with everything.

But there were some things that Qiao Yan had to explain to the system.

Cheng Li would never have thought to say them based on his previous experience.

And it was necessary to have these words in order to make the Tian and Xue families, originally powerful clans in Yanzhou, risk their lives for her plan!

Qiao Yan stood in front of these people and paced back and forth in front of them.

Among these people, she also saw several familiar faces.

For example, Tian Yan, the eldest son of the Tian family.

She originally thought that Tian Tao, the head of the family, would never let his son take risks, but she didn’t expect him to be here too.

However, his expression at the moment was completely different from the day they met in the dungeon, showing a clear disdain for her.

Over the past few days, whether it was Tian Yan or others here, they all witnessed her capabilities in the Yellow Turban army.

At this moment, even if she didn’t stand on a stone to make up for her height difference, it didn’t prevent them from feeling that this ten-year-old child in front of them exuded an aura that made people look up to her like a towering mountain.

As she stopped and stood firm, as if she had something to say, they almost instinctively held their breath and focused, wanting to hear what she had to say.

Qiao Yan spoke slowly.

“I’ve called you all here today to say a few words. Whether you listen or not is up to you.”

Her tone was calm, but there was an underlying intensity in her words.

What she said next undoubtedly confirmed this intuitive feeling.

“When I was young, I studied poetry, military strategy, and saw the vastness of the world. I had ambitions to achieve great things for my country when I grew up. After many years, I wrote on my tombstone, ‘Qiao, the general, the marquis’s tomb.'”

“Now, although there is no opportunity to fight on the borders, defeat the enemies of Xianbei and Western Qiang, and achieve feats and titles, today, with the Yellow Turban rebels rampant and the ancestral temple of the Han dynasty in unrest, if we can defeat the Yellow Turbans and pacify Yanzhou and Yuzhou, it is not impossible to fulfill the aspirations of my youth!”

Her gaze swept over each person’s face, and she said word by word:

“I am like this, and so are you.”

“You were born into powerful families and should know that the Han dynasty does not confer kingship to those of different surnames, but you can earn the titles of marquis or county marquis for yourselves, leaving a mark in history, rather than just being remembered in the fearful words of your clans.”

Under the stars and moon, there seemed to be a kind of intoxicating charm in her eyes that made people’s blood boil.

But perhaps, she simply grasped the ambition of these powerful families to not be content with just being “powerful,” and at this moment, she ignited it.

“I, Qiao Yan, am not talented, but I dare to ask you all to listen to my arrangements and strive for a place in history!”