Xiang Kunlun stood on the battlefield.
In front of him were piles of corpses of the Yellow Turban Army.
The hill-like group of corpses gave people a strong visual impact.
There were so many corpses, at least hundreds.
This does not include the large number and piles of Yellow Turban remains around Xiang Kunlun.
The yellow turban soldiers who knelt down and surrendered looked at Xiang Kunlun, who was expressionless and standing in the sea of blood among the mountains of corpses.
The fear in my heart is simply difficult to describe in words.
They never expected that such a demon god would be hidden in the small Zhongling County in front of them.
If only they had known that Xiang Kunlun existed in Zhongling County.
They said nothing would come here.
No one wants to die, let alone the Yellow Turban Army, which is composed of refugees and bandits.
They are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
"General Xiang, what should we do with these Yellow Turban soldiers?"
When all the Yellow Turban soldiers were subdued, Chen Yuan, the former centurion of Zhongling County, came to Xiang Kunlun very excitedly.
Some Zhongling County soldiers, perhaps in order to avenge their companions, directly shouted: "Why are these people kept here? Kill them all!"
"We can't keep these beasts, they just killed two dogs."
A soldier from Zhongling County, whose comrade died, looked at the yellow scarf soldier in front of him with hatred on his face.
But this is normal. On the battlefield, casualties are inevitable.
Zhongling County is not big at all. Among the hundreds of county soldiers, almost all of them are relatives or neighbors.
They have very deep feelings for each other.
It is normal to think of taking revenge for your companions.
At some point, Guo Jia, dressed in white, also arrived on the battlefield.
Compared with the battlefield full of blood and broken arms, Guo Jia's white clothes, like the frail scholar, looked quite eye-catching.
Guo Jia stood in the crowd, very curious about what he would do next.
In Guo Jia's opinion, the treatment of these prisoners can be divided into three types: upper, middle and lower.
The next best thing to do is to kill all these yellow scarf soldiers.
This will certainly allow Xiang Kunlun to gain a lot of support from Zhongling County, but it will also completely offend the Yellow Turban Army and those who may join the Yellow Turban Army in the future.
The middle strategy is to let all these people go and gain a reputation of benevolence.
Don't underestimate a name. In relatively feudal ancient times, the importance of a name to a person is self-evident.
The best policy is to recruit these people.
But this best option is the most difficult.
Because if you are not careful, these Yellow Turban soldiers may disrupt the order of Zhongling County.
By then, these people will not only not be a help.
On the contrary, it may become a burden.
The so-called best policy may also become the worst policy.
Faced with such a multiple-choice question, Guo Jia wanted to know whether Xiang Kunlun had the courage of an ordinary man.
Still a brave and resourceful person.
Xiang Kunlun looked at the Yellow Turban prisoners around him and was not in a hurry to tell his decision.
Instead, he boldly sat on the corpse of a war horse.
rock!
The heavy Tianlong city-breaking halberd was placed on the ground by Xiang Kunlun, making a loud noise.
When the Yellow Turban prisoners saw this, their expressions were horrified.
Because they had just seen many people die on the Tianlong city-breaking halberd in Xiang Kunlun's hand.
"Killing people will not solve the problem."
Xiang Kunlun unbuttoned his collar, revealing his strong chest, and said with a smile to the Zhongling County soldiers next to him.
Centurion Chen Yuan heard this and immediately wanted to speak.
However, Xiang Kunlun waved his hand to stop him.
"Chen Yuan, what do you think is the difference between this Yellow Turban and yours?"
Centurion Chen Yuan was stunned and subconsciously replied: "They are thieves and we are soldiers. This is our difference."
Unexpectedly, when Xiang Kunlun heard this, he smiled and shook his head.
"Actually, no, they are the ones who don't have enough to eat, and you are the ones who can have enough to eat, that's all."
As soon as these words came out, not only Centurion Chen Yuan was stunned.
Even the soldiers from Zhongling County and the captured Yellow Turban soldiers were stunned.
Because no one thought that Xiang Kunlun would actually say such a thing.
The difference between them and the Yellow Turban soldiers is just whether they have enough to eat or not.
But if you think about it carefully, if it weren't for lack of food, why would these Yellow Turban soldiers risk beheading to rebel
Isn't it because not to rebel is death, but to rebel is also death.
It would be better to fight for a possible future.
When Xiang Kunlun saw that everyone was silent, he put his hands on his knees and stood up directly.
Looking at the captured Yellow Turban Army, Xiang Kunlun said loudly: "Xiang knows that most of you really can't survive, otherwise you wouldn't rise up."
"From a point of view, the reason why you are villains is that you have no choice, but..."
Xiang Kunlun paused and looked around with sharp eyes.
"... That's not why you can kill other people and destroy other people's families."
"However, I will give you a chance today, a chance for you to start a new life."
Hearing this, the Yellow Turban soldiers, who had already fallen into despair and had dim eyes, raised their heads in surprise.
Guo Jia on the side was also a little surprised when he heard Xiang Kunlun's words.
Looking at the Yellow Turban soldiers who were looking at him, Xiang Kunlun said calmly: "I will give you three ways for the Yellow Turbans."
"It is not impossible to put down your arms and become an ordinary citizen in Zhongling County. I will give you a bite to eat, and even reward you with fields in the future."
"The second way is, if you still have the courage, you can join my army and gain some fame in this troubled world."
"The last way is to turn around and leave here. I will not kill you, nor will I exploit you."
"Of course, what I just said is the same for the people of Zhongling County."
"The landowners and officials in the county have run away a long time ago. These people are not worthy and cannot occupy every plant and tree in Zhongling County. These things should belong to everyone in Zhongling County!"
"Now, those who are willing to stay stand here, and those who want to leave stand here. As for whether to join the army, we will discuss it later."
As soon as these words were spoken, not to mention the Yellow Turban Army were stunned.
Even the Zhongling County soldiers beside Xiang Kunlun couldn't believe these words.
Because in this feudal society.
It is almost universally agreed that land belongs to landlords and officials.
But Xiang Kunlun seemed to want to distribute all the land to everyone.
Not to mention that the Yellow Turban soldiers were a little excited, even the soldiers from Zhongling County were also a little excited.
After all, why everyone joins the military is not only to protect their families and country, but also to have a bite to eat while alive.
And now, Xiang Kunlun's words undoubtedly gave everyone hope for life.
In troubled times, the cheapest and most precious thing is hope. ·
"Are you telling the truth?"
A yellow scarf prisoner stood up and asked Xiang Kunlun again.
"Xiang always means what he says when he speaks."
Xiang Kunlun received a positive reply.
After some struggle, the Yellow Turban Army made an important decision.
I saw him standing on the left side without hesitation.
Someone took the lead, and more and more Yellow Turbans came to the left side.
However, some people didn't believe Xiang Kunlun's words and turned around and left.
Xiang Kunlun did not stop this.
He was even happy to let these people go.
Because in ancient times, a person's reputation could only rely on word of mouth.
Without these people who left, how would outsiders know his name as Xiang Kunlun
Not long after, the five thousand Yellow Turban Army, except for the first thousand people killed by Xiang Kunlun and the county soldiers.
Actually three-quarters of them stayed. ·
That is a full three thousand people.
Moreover, these three thousand people are all young and strong labor force.
It can be said that as long as these people undergo a short period of training and rest, they will be able to explode into terrifying combat effectiveness.
However, these three thousand people are still a time bomb for Xiang Kunlun.
Because once he fails to handle the relationship between the people of Zhongling County and these outsiders.
Not only will these three thousand people not be a help to Xiang Kunlun, but they will become a shackles to Xiang Kunlun's development.
But Xiang Kunlun has already thought about how to arrange these people.
I also thought about how to make these Yellow Turban soldiers perfectly integrate into the local people.
Completely for your own use.
Guo Jia on the side saw everything Xiang Kunlun did, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
(End of chapter)