Conquer all worlds starting from the mythical Three Kingdoms

"Are you the leader of this group of people?" Guan Hai looked at the young man in front of him, and he could clearly see the immaturity. His previous performance also confirmed his guess.

Although he had seen younger high-ranking officials in Donglai, this situation was really uncommon after coming out. However, the children of the aristocratic families he met along the way were all relatively young, but the one in front of him was the youngest.

"Wang Xuan of the Wang family in Taiyuan has met the general!"

Wang Xuan saluted Guan Hai in a slightly embarrassed manner. To be honest, only when you actually go to the battlefield can you understand what the battlefield is. No matter how detailed the description in the book is, it is still not as good as the actual experience.

"The courage is commendable, but the ability is a bit lacking!" Guan Hai nodded, half praising and half criticizing.

"On the battlefield for the first time, you dare to plunge directly into the grassland. Do you think you are a champion and will be reborn?"

"Good old soldier, look what you have become!"

"As a general, you can either charge into battle and boost morale, or you can command and dispatch your soldiers by ordering and prohibiting them."

Having said this, Guan Hai looked at the embarrassed Wang Xuan and shook his head helplessly. It was obvious that Wang Xuan did not do anything.

Wang Xuan smiled bitterly. He was really passionate. Originally, according to the route planned by his family, he should have become a county magistrate or something.

But he was so passionate that he directly recruited the private soldiers at home and came north to fight the Huns.

At first, I thought I had a genius and might become the second champion.

When I was lost on the grassland, I comforted myself that there was only one champion in so many years, so it was normal to be incomparable, and it was also great to work hard to become a flying general.

As a result, Wang Xuan's dream was strangled when he ran into a barbarian force of over 10,000 people. If Guan Hai hadn't arrived, only God knows whether he would have been able to escape.

"Okay, I think you should have some knowledge. You can follow me as a logistics officer later, and I will temporarily collect your soldiers. Do you have any objections?" Guan Hai glanced at the soldiers behind Wang Xuan and said.

"Let the general order you!" Wang Xuan was hit by the reality. He had clearly realized the cruelty of reality, so he directly bowed down and joined Guan Hai's command.

"You, you, you, gather the veterans among you. I didn't expect to meet old acquaintances here!" Guan Hai sneered twice and nodded at a few veterans behind Wang Xuan.

There is a reason why Wang Xuan, a loser with two thousand miscellaneous soldiers, can resist ten thousand people. The biggest reason is because of the veterans in Wang Xuan's team.

Wang Xuan might not be able to see it, but Guan Hai could see the problem almost at a glance. Guan Hai couldn't forget that familiar fighting style. He was a veteran of the fifth school of the Northern Army. Maybe he had participated in Julu. The kind of battle.

However, the culprits, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty and Huangfu Song, are both dead. The past is in the past. Now the Yellow Turbans are in charge. Guan Hai is too lazy to continue to dwell on the past grudges. Focusing on the present is what the winner should do. matter.

To be honest, Guan Hai felt that even if he didn't come, these veterans could escort Wang Xuan to evacuate safely.

The average combat effectiveness of the veterans from the fifth school of the Northern Army at the Guards level is beyond the reach of a bunch of trashy barbarians.

"This..." Wang Xuan looked at the 200-strong veteran team with a surprised expression. Why didn't he realize that there were so many tough men in his team?

"Silly boy, you don't really think that your family can let you take away the private soldiers, do you?" Guan Hai looked at Wang Xuan's surprised face and couldn't help but sneer.

It should be said or not, but young people are easy to fool, and they can take things like taking away the family's private soldiers seriously.

Going back to expand a bit, to be precise, the guys from the wealthy families who led their private troops to the north seemed to be all young people. Why didn't those group of experienced and capable middle-aged people go?

To put it bluntly, it not only satisfies the passion of young people, but also allows young people to feel the true cruelty. At the same time, it also sets an example for the people in the world. Finally, it also allows young people to understand that they must bear their own choices.

Anyway, the empire has mobilized the elites from all over the country. It is impossible to lose the battle. Even if they lose, these old guys can go into battle in person to take revenge.

The old foxes of the aristocratic family saw very clearly that the Han-Hungarian War was politically correct, and the Han-Hungarian War could also be used as a battle to rectify the name of the aristocratic family. During the chaotic period in the past, the aristocratic family was purged too hard.

Although the empire has relaxed its policies now, God knows when the next purge will come, and the empire's announcement also revealed the information. If you don't take advantage of this moment to take advantage of the opportunity and completely become your own people, can you really wait? Next wave of purging.

Don’t the aristocratic families know the danger of the Han-Hungarian war? No, they all knew it, but they still chose to send troops. Their education methods destined the young people in the family to respect their ancestors and their passion.

When I was a teenager, no one could escape this culture that was almost burned into their bones.

At that time, Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, Cao Cao and Dong Zhuo were all young heroes.

Blocking is worse than opening up. Who has never been young and frivolous? As long as you can gain something, everything is worth it.

Young people think that they are rebellious and break with the world.

Little does he know that his future path has been planned by his family for a long time. Unless he is really talented, he will probably not be able to escape the family's arrangements.

Literature is the way, and martial arts is also the way. To maintain the position of the aristocratic family, the experience of the heir is an indispensable part.

As for what to do if your hand slips and you are really dead, naturally it is cold salad, adopt one from the branch, or cultivate another one.

Otherwise, that’s where so many poor families came from. They all encountered accidents or escaped from decline.

"Are they all from the infantry battalion?" Guan Hai asked strangely.

"Yes!" The leading team leader looked at Guan Hai, a little helpless. They went to suppress the Yellow Turbans back then, but now the Yellow Turbans have become orthodox.

Moreover, the country's peace and prosperity are much better than those of the previous dynasty. Veterans like them feel shameless, so they would rather stay among aristocratic families than serve in the regular army.

Unexpectedly, after hiding and hiding, he was still found.

"You lead them to follow me. The battle ahead will not be easy. Be prepared to sacrifice!"

"It's been done a long time ago!" the veteran responded expressionlessly.

When they accepted the entrustment of the head of the Wang family to protect Wang Xuan and came to the grassland, they were already prepared to sacrifice. Now they could fight for the empire instead, which would reduce some of their inner suffering.

"Oops, I didn't expect that we have already reached Bingzhou!" Guan Hai looked at the large group of barbarians who were about to leave as soon as they touched the ground, with unprecedented doubts on his face.

Although Guan Hai kept picking up people along the way, there were only about 20,000 people there so far. Based on the exchanges between the children of these aristocratic families, basically 90% of them were here.

The rest either stayed on the grassland forever, or were so lost that they didn’t know where they were.

As the size of their group expanded, it became difficult to hide their marching speed and direction. There were fewer and fewer scattered Hu troops, and they encountered more and more large groups of Hu men. This was already the third wave. The large group of people I encountered were barbarians.

But the Hu people he encountered this time were completely different from the ones he had encountered before. Guan Hai felt the aura of inner energy leaving the body, and the overall troops were much more sophisticated than those they had encountered before.