The Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms: The Evil God Arrives

Chapter 349 Zhang Yan: Which immortal god’s incarnation is this?

In this kind of valley, the army that can be deployed is at most 20,000 to 30,000 people. The rising clouds do have a suppressive effect on generals like Yan Liang, but it is not enough.

In addition, the soldiers of the Montenegrin Army were not elite enough, or it could be said that the physical fitness of some of the soldiers of the Montenegrin Army had met the standards, but the organizational strength of the legion formed by these soldiers was not up to standard.

If the Black Mountain Army's organizational capabilities were up to standard, Yang Ji would not have to run to Taihang Mountains for support. They could run to Qingzhou on their own.

Just like the tens of thousands of soldiers gathered in the valley, their quality has actually reached the standard. As long as their organizational ability can be improved, elite talents can be born immediately, and they are elite talents related to the will of the Yellow Turbans.

The one million Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou can gather 300,000 elite soldiers. Even if the Black Mountain Yellow Turbans are a little short of that, I believe it will not be a big problem to gather 200,000 soldiers of qualified quality.

Unfortunately, organizational ability seems to be inherently incompatible with peasant uprisings. Without sufficient guidance, it is difficult for the uprisings to develop sufficient organizational ability.

Just like the more than 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers in front of Yang Ji, Yang Ji dared to say that their physical fitness was definitely good enough to be the regular soldiers under Liu Bei, or even the elite soldiers.

However, compared with the regular soldiers under Liu Bei and Yuan Shao, they had one absolute disadvantage, which was their lack of organizational ability.

In a one-on-one fight, the regular soldiers under Liu Bei might not be a match for these Black Mountain soldiers.

However, when team combat begins, even if it is just the most basic five-person battle, the team that wins in the end will definitely be Liu Bei's team, because Liu Bei's troops are more organized.

In legionary warfare, or even in larger-scale battles, individual bravery is no longer the decisive factor for victory; victory depends more on the organizational strength of the legion.

In other words, the Black Mountain Army's organizational ability is not strong, otherwise Yan Liang would not have been able to force the Black Mountain Army to this point.

"We in the Black Mountain Army don't have any generals who can stop that guy Yan Liang, otherwise we wouldn't have been driven into the mountains." Zhang Yan sighed and said bitterly.

"Hehe, it's just that your Black Mountain Army's organizational ability is not good enough, otherwise why would that fellow Yan Liang bully you so much." Yang Ji sneered. Ever since Huaiyin Marquis Han Xin created the cloud system, apart from Xiang Yu's fake golden elixir, which other warrior dared to challenge an entire legion?

"Although peasant uprisings are naturally in conflict with organizational strength, it is not unsolvable. In the final analysis, it is just that you are too weak." Yang Ji concluded that the Black Mountain Army could not defeat Yan Liang.

“Although I know I’m not good at it, there’s no need to say it so bluntly. At least give me some face.” Zhang Yan said with a wry smile.

"Face is something you earn yourself, not given by others. You should know this." Yang Ji did not indulge Zhang Yan at all.

Zhang Yan sighed. All the mistakes were his fault. The problem was that he was too inexperienced. Otherwise, he would have captured Yang Ji and given him a good beating.

"You just said that the Montenegrin Army lacks organizational ability?" Zhang Yan changed the subject. He didn't really want to talk about how he was a badass because it would make him look stupid.

"Didn't you notice?" Yang Ji was a little surprised. He thought Zhang Yan had already discovered the biggest flaw of the Black Mountain Army, but it seemed like he still hadn't discovered it?

Looking at the silent Zhang Yan, Yang Ji couldn't help but ask again: "Don't you feel stuck when commanding the battle?"

Didn’t Chen Xi say that Zhang Yan’s ability to command troops was quite strong? What’s going on now? Didn’t he even notice the problem of his command being stuck?
"What does it mean when the command is stuck?" Zhang Yan asked Yang Ji somewhat awkwardly. He did not quite understand what Yang Ji said.

"..." Yang Ji didn't know what to say for a moment. Should he say that Zhang Yan was an uneducated peasant? Obviously not, so he could only blame Zhang Yan for being too green. He was not the kind of genius who could learn things right away.

"When you were commanding them to fight, didn't you feel that they couldn't follow your command?" Yang Ji said expressionlessly, "This is the so-called command jam, which is an extremely rare symptom."

"Oh, so this is called a stuck hand." Zhang Yan suddenly realized. Although he didn't know why the predecessors gave it such a name, for some reason, Zhang Yan felt that the word was very appropriate.

"Now that you mention it, I often encounter this kind of stuck situation when commanding operations. Either my command is too fast or I can't react in time." Zhang Yan recalled the situations he had encountered before. It turned out that this was a concrete manifestation of the army's insufficient organization.

"This is a manifestation of the legion's lack of organizational ability. If the legion's organizational ability is sufficient, not only will the legion awaken elite talents, but the command bonus brought by the commander will also increase to a certain extent." Yang Ji nodded and said.

"Elite talent?" Zhang Yan scratched his head. It was another word he couldn't understand. It seemed that Yang Ji was right. He was really a wimp.

“The so-called elite talent is the manifestation of the soldiers’ will in the essence of heaven and earth after it is highly unified and sublimated into the will of the legion.” Yang Ji explained it to Zhang Yan, not knowing whether Zhang Yan could understand it.

Zhang Yan tried hard to understand what Yang Ji said about the relationship between organizational ability, elite talent and legion will.

"..." Unfortunately, no matter how hard Zhang Yan thought, she couldn't connect them together. It turned out that she suffered from her lack of education.

“Forget it. You haven’t even seen elite talents. There is no way for you to understand elite talents, a power abstracted from the will of the legion.” Yang Ji shook his head.

If Zhang Yan could sort out the relationship between these three and connect them so quickly, he would not have been forced to this point by Yan Liang.

"Power abstracted from the will of the legion?" Zhang Yan's mouth twitched a few times. Why the hell is this different from the previous explanation? Hey!

Yang Ji shook his head, no longer caring about Zhang Yan's question, and turned to ask other things, "By the way, where did you put the other 90,000 people?"

With more than 10,000 people in the valley, it is impossible for them to break out with one million people. One hundred thousand people are enough for Yang Ji to surround Yan Liang and Ju Yi, creating an opportunity for the Black Mountain Army to break out.

"Oh, I asked Bai Rao and the others to gather at the mountain pass. The 100,000 soldiers you asked for will be drawn from various Yellow Turban tribes." Zhang Yan answered subconsciously. He was still immersed in the previous question.

Yang Ji waved his hand in front of Zhang Yan and found that this guy's eyes didn't move at all. It turned out that he was still thinking about the previous question.

"Zhang Yan, Yan Liang is leading the enemy troops to attack!" Yang Ji slapped Zhang Yan's shoulder fiercely and shouted in Zhang Yan's ear.

"What!? The enemy broke in?" Zhang Yan came back to his senses in horror and looked around, trying to find traces of the enemy. "If you continue to be in a daze, the enemy led by Yan Liang will really break in." Yang Ji said angrily.

"Ah, this..." He was embarrassed. Although he was a little annoyed at Yang Ji's lying about military intelligence, he had to admit that Yang Ji was right. If he delayed any further, Yan Liang would really break in.

"Okay, stop talking here and take me to meet your brothers." Yang Ji pushed Zhang Yan. Yan Liang and Ju Yi had already set off, so they also had to hurry up.

Zhang Yan took Yang Ji to find a stone and stood on it so that the Yellow Turban soldiers in the valley could see Yang Ji and him.

"Brothers, the person next to me is General Andong Yang Ji, Yang Ziyu, who was sent by General Zhendong Liu Xuande to support us. He is the one who captured Cao Cao in Yanzhou and drove back Yuan Shao at Jie Bridge." Zhang Yan gathered his internal energy and shouted to the soldiers in the valley.

"The brothers who have just been selected will follow this man. He will lead you to break through Yuan Shao's blockade of us and take our remaining brothers to Qingzhou to join the brothers in Qingzhou!" Zhang Yan shouted loudly.

"Oh!!!" A thunderous shout resounded throughout the valley. Although Zhang Yan did not specify who the brothers from Qingzhou were, they all knew who Zhang Yan was talking about. Only those people dared to call them brothers of the Yellow Turbans.

As for Yang Ji, who is that? They didn't know him. If Zhang Yan hadn't introduced him personally, they wouldn't have bothered to talk to him.

However, since the big leader Zhang Yan has admitted it, then these henchmen will also admit it, because Zhang Yan has acknowledged Yang Ji's command and transferred the command to Yang Ji.

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, Yang Ji stood up and said, "Everyone, I won't say any more nonsense. I'll repeat it again after we get to Qingzhou."

"What we have to do now is to tear open a hole in the enemy's blockade, a hole that can allow millions of our brothers to pass through." Yang Ji followed Zhang Yan and called on his brothers.

"Along the way, many brothers will leave us, but we will eventually inherit their will, live with their share, and live the new life that they and we expect together!"

The Black Mountain soldiers in the valley looked at each other in bewilderment. This general who came to support them was so different. How could he tell them before the battle that they would die on the road?

However, they are willing to pave the way for the rest of the brothers, to live the life that their dead brother expected, and to pave the way for themselves.

When Yang Ji finished speaking, the originally noisy valley became silent, and everyone was looking at Yang Ji.

Facing the questioning gazes of everyone in the valley, Yang Ji was silent for a while, then smiled and said to them: "Don't worry, you will live the life you imagined, and the brothers in Qingzhou will prove it to you."

Yang Ji did not mention Liu Bei because they did not believe that Liu Bei's benevolence would include them as well.

But the brothers in Qingzhou are different. They may not trust others, but they will definitely trust the brothers in Qingzhou.

Because they once had the same belief, a belief that was born from pain, and a belief that died with the death of General Tiangong.

"Oh!!!" The valley was filled with shouts like a tsunami. The shouts were filled with fantasies of future life, venting of past pain, and grief for dead brothers.

Yang Ji did not stop them from venting their anger, but waited quietly for them to calm down on their own.

Gradually, everyone quieted down and looked at Yang Ji, waiting for his orders.

"Now, the time has come, it's time to set off. The enemy is waiting for us on the road, waiting for us to crush them, waiting for us to crush them on the road to the future!" Yang Ji raised his arms and shouted, blood rushing to his face, and shouted to the Black Mountain Yellow Turbans in the valley.

"Crush them!" A loud shout from the crowd, like a thunderous roar, resounded in the hearts of everyone in the valley, and a beautiful future was played in their minds.

"Crush them! Crush them! Crush them!" Shouts rose one after another, shaking the sky and shattering the clouds above. Then clouds rose up and replaced the clouds that had just shattered above.

Yang Ji looked up at the yellow clouds above, and could vaguely see many human figures. They had smiles on their lips, between their eyebrows, and with smiles in their mouths, they blessed the people under the clouds, wishing them to live the life of their dreams.

Yang Ji lowered his head and looked at the Black Mountain Yellow Turbans, whose enthusiasm was still as high as ever and whose morale was extremely high.

Mental power was suddenly injected into the clouds above, pushing the clouds to roll rapidly, leaving behind trails of cloud tracks.

As the clouds rolled, a cloud army formation slowly took shape. After the cloud army formation took shape, Yang Ji opened the cloud channel and injected clouds into the cloud army formation.

A faint light scattered from the clouds in the sky and fell on the soldiers in the formation. An invisible connection spread out from the crowd, connecting the soldiers in the formation and strengthening their legionary organization.

Yang Ji drew his sword and pointed it to the sky, shouting, "March!" The order spread in all directions, and the soldiers under the clouds responded loudly to Yang Ji and followed him in a slightly chaotic pace.

Yang Ji ignored Zhang Yan who was standing on the stone, and led his newly recruited brothers to the mountain pass, where there were 90,000 brothers waiting for him to take them over.

Zhang Yan looked at the troops quickly disappearing at the valley entrance, his mouth opening and closing, shock in his eyes, and disbelief on his face.

Zhang Yan twisted his stiff neck with some difficulty, looked at Li Tiao who was standing under the stone, and asked, "Why is he so good at it?"

"Why is he so good at this? Because - he is the evil god." Li Tiao said with a big laugh. The evil god is so good at inciting people's hearts.

After saying that, Li Tiao turned around, paused for a moment, and then ran straight in the direction where Yang Ji had left. Yang Ji had said that he wanted him to try out the sharpness of Yan Liang's sword.

"Evil God? Is there really such an evil god in the world?" Zhang Yan's mind became even more confused. Looking at Li Tiao who was leaving quickly, he subconsciously reached out his hand to grab Li Tiao, muttering: "At least tell me which god he is before you leave."

Zhang Yan absolutely did not believe that a person like Yang Ji could be an evil god. He must be the incarnation of some immortal god.

(End of this chapter)