I Can Control My Ancestors-Chapter 148 - 56: Inviting Great Han to Its Doom

——The roles of attack and defense have shifted.

The leaders of the Yellow Turban Army never expected the situation to change so swiftly.

They had just achieved a great victory!

Could such a great victory be completely overturned just because of Gu Xi’s arrival?

The Yellow Turbans were in a state of agitation.

There were even cases where followers tied up the leaders to surrender!

This dealt a particularly fatal blow to the entire Yellow Turban Army.

....

Ye City.

The atmosphere was slightly heavy.

The leaders of the Yellow Turban Army were reporting the recent situation to Zhang Jiao.

"Master, the followers are now extremely anxious, the situation is dangerously precarious and uncontrollable."

One leader was full of anxiety, his voice trembling with fear like a startled bird.

"Among the followers, legends about Lord Gu have spread rapidly, despite our efforts to curb it."

"In recent days, we have seen instances of followers defecting to the enemy, and the number is increasing. What are we to do if this continues?"

"Master, some of my followers have already requested to withdraw, unwilling to fight Lord Gu."

The leaders all reported the recent situations one by one, with their faces filled with unease.

Not only their followers, but they themselves were also affected.

"No wonder, it is Lord Gu." Zhang Jiao sighed softly and said with emotion, "Such reputation, who in the world can match?"

"Master, what shall we do? Should we retreat?" someone asked urgently.

The major problem of the Yellow Turban Army lies in the uneven capabilities of its members and the lack of top talents.

In just a few days, the unrest in their hearts had already spread completely to the leaders.

"Retreat?" Zhang Jiao immediately frowned, glanced at that leader, and said solemnly, "For us, the only option is to fight to the death."

"Fight Lord Gu?" The leaders’ expressions changed drastically.

Zhang Jiao nodded slightly, looked around at everyone, and continued, "Lord Gu’s prestige is indeed hard to resist; if this continues, our army’s morale will certainly collapse."

"By then, the defeat would be as swift as an avalanche."

Pausing, Zhang Jiao’s gaze changed sharply, "But all we need is one battle."

"If our army can defeat Lord Gu once, the morale of the Han Army in various places will certainly crumble."

"Then we can..."

He slowly extended his hand, clenched it into a fist under the startled gazes of everyone, "march directly to Luoyang and bring peace to the world!"

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

Everyone stared at Zhang Jiao, their eyes gleaming and bodies trembling involuntarily.

Greed is one of the fundamental aspects of human nature.

The propensity to gamble as well.

With just these simple words, Zhang Jiao immediately aroused the greed in everyone’s hearts.

The Yellow Turban soldiers are many, the Han Army is weak;

They have continuously captured cities, the power of the Han Army is nothing much;

Gu Xi is nearly ninety years old;

As long as they break into Luoyang, no matter his old status, in the future, they would become nobles.

Countless thoughts surged in everyone’s minds, and their expressions changed dramatically.

Zhang Jiao looked at them, seemingly comprehending everything, and said again, "Though Lord Gu is capable, the Yellow Heaven will also protect us!"

"Send orders!"

"Deliver my letter to Lord Gu, inviting him to a battle!"

"Also, build an altar, I want to conduct a sacrifice among the three armies to boost morale!"

Zhang Jiao’s tone grew increasingly firm and powerful.

It’s as if he could manipulate everyone’s emotions with just a few words, stirring up their spirits.

News spread swiftly.

This was destined to be an event that reverberated throughout the land!

Zhang Jiao held a grand sacrificial ceremony at the Zhang River, aiming to completely ignite the spirit of the Yellow Turban Army with this action.

This indeed had some effect.

Superstition in prophecies is an enduring flaw in the current world.

Zhang Jiao clearly aimed to use this point to boost morale in the war, fighting Gu Xi in a state of fervor.

...

Such a significant commotion, Gu Xi naturally received the news.

Having past experiences, Lu Zhi swiftly came to remind Gu Xi to be wary of Zhang Jiao’s desperate attacks.

But Gu Xi said nothing, only handing him a letter to read for himself.

"Hiss..." Reading the letter’s content, Lu Zhi drew in a cold breath, astonished, "Grand Tutor... this..."

Faced with such a grand affair, Lu Zhi indeed felt a bit tense.

He was not actually someone so incompetent.

But this matter was excessively significant; if the battle truly erupted, any unexpected outcome might greatly unsettle Luoyang.

How could Lu Zhi face this easily?

"Master Lu, may the student have a look?" Liu Bei, standing behind him, suddenly spoke.

Perhaps it was due to receiving praise from Gu Xi.

These days, Lu Zhi always kept him nearby, valuing him greatly.

Upon hearing him, Lu Zhi glanced at Gu Xi; seeing no objection, he handed the letter to Liu Bei.

Gu Wei watched Liu Bei with interest, as if wanting to discern surprise on his face, but Liu Bei’s expression did not change.

He just slightly furrowed his brows, saluted Gu Xi, then analyzed:

"Grand Tutor, the Yellow Turban soldiers are many, our army is weak."

"If any unexpected event truly unfolds, it would not be worth the risk..."

Gu Wei watched Liu Bei with interest, developing some interest in this peer.

Recently he had met quite a few interesting characters.

Be it the several aristocratic youths who followed, or Liu Bei before him.

For Gu Wei, they were all dragons and phoenixes among men.

Gu Xi also listened intently to Liu Bei’s analysis, gaining a deeper understanding of Liu Bei’s character.

For Liu Bei to say such things at his age indeed showed some talent.

Yet to Gu Xi, it seemed overly immature.

What he said was almost a straightforward application of textbook knowledge coupled with the current situation in his analysis.