Proselytizing had always been their forte. Anyone who could stand out among so many Yellow Turbans could hardly be completely inept.
They might not have been well educated, and they might not have been good at fighting, but when it came to making contacts, expanding their network, and organizing connections, it was practically instinctive.
Besides, the Central Plains Region was not devoid of Han forces. An intelligence network that had been embedded there for more than a decade could provide tremendous assistance at the grassroots level.
At the very least, the intelligence department had played a huge role in simply arming the villagers, providing intelligence, supplying farming and digging tools, and offering guidance.
Wang Xuan had brought out more than three hundred people this time. Aside from the former Yellow Turban officers serving in the army, the rest were the army's more outstanding Political Instructors.
With Wang Xuan at the center, the intelligence network as its lifeblood, the Yellow Turban officers as its hands and feet, and the Political Instructors as its nodes, they had woven a vast network throughout the Central Plains Region in just two months.
Although local landlords and powerful clans had noticed traces of it in some areas, it ultimately failed to attract much attention from the Cao Army.
At this moment, the Cao Army's attention was entirely focused on the front lines. The first batch of three million refugees had been neutralized by Wang Xuan using the Jiangdong Region, large-scale attacks had been held back beyond the border, and attempts to trigger an epidemic had continued to produce poor results.
By summoning wind to scatter lime and summoning rain with gasoline to burn the corpses, they had paid a considerable price in resources, but they had also limited the spread of the epidemic as much