Fei Qian did not enter the city, but set up camp outside the city of Linjin.

The houses in the city, which were still in good condition, were all vacated to house the wounded, and Fei Qian, as the commander, still went to the outside of the city to settle after patrolling and pacifying the circle.

Added up, Linjin City has been besieged for nearly ten days, and in these ten days, the bloody and rotten smell of the wounded corpses, coupled with the fact that there is no perfect sewer system in the city, plus the god of death is hovering left and right at any time, the smell of death lingers in the city, until Fei Qian completely defeated Yang Jun, after the threat was lifted, the city gate was opened, and normal life was resumed.

It's like dozens of rats dying in the ventilation pipe at the same time, and the smell of death and decay always lingers in the house, even if the window is opened, it still makes no one feel comfortable, and for Yang Jun, the same.

At the last moment, it seemed that he could still kill Linjin City, but in the blink of an eye, he became a prisoner, such an identity change is a huge gap and a helpless choice.

When he couldn't see the hope of victory and couldn't find an opportunity to escape, Yang Jun finally chose to surrender and give up resistance after seeing his infantry battle array fall apart.

Defeat is assured, and it is only a matter of time before they continue to resist, not to mention that when Zhao Yun and Gan Feng directly pierced Yang Jun's infantry formation like sharp and incomparable war knives, the blade of the Grim Reaper's sharp scythe seemed to rest between Yang Jun's neck, and the cold aura almost made him unable to think, let alone how much courage he could muster to resist.

As for escaping, the foot soldiers want to outrun the cavalry in a relatively flat area like Linjin City?

In the end, Yang Jun was left with only a gamble.

Gambling Fei is not killed.

But when the choice was in the hands of Fei Qian, Fei Qian was also a little embarrassed.

Yang Junneng came here, either through Tongguan or Pujindu, but no matter which route he took, it was not good news for Feiqian.

Of course, if it is just to fight the enemy, then killing Yang Jun and all the Yang soldiers is the easiest and most direct choice.

Anyway, on the battlefield, the kindness of the opponent is also the cruelty to oneself, from this point of view, there is no problem, just kill, just like after the battle of Guandu, Cao Cao killed 70,000 Yuan troops, and not all of them are pawns on the battlefield......

On top of this question, Fei Qian suddenly understood why Cao Cao chose to kill in the first place. Because at that point in history, Cao Cao had no second better option than to kill.

Yuan Shao's soldiers, whether they are soldiers or people, are naturally from Jizhou, Hebei, even if Cao Cao forcibly recruits, he is still not allowed to do anything to surrender to the enemy under the call of a rural voice, not to mention that Yuan Shao was only a fiasco at that time, Jizhou Youzhou is still under his control, although Cao Cao won the victory, but also has no economic strength to attack, and even took out some grain and grass to support the surplus of these surrendered troops, so there is only one way to go.

But now......

Is Fei Qian's own situation the same as Cao Cao's in Guandu?

Fei was standing on the dirt slope, and when he was thinking, he saw Xu Shu walking slowly accompanied by several guards.

After a simple washing and repair, Xu Shu still failed to fully recover from the fierce battles for several days, although he seemed to be in good spirits, but his emaciated face, lack of blood, and the kind of exhaustion revealed in his bones, Fei Qian couldn't help but be a little worried about whether Xu Shu would have any post-war syndrome......

Fortunately, at least Fei Qian's opinion, although Xu Shu is tired, his waist is still straight.

By the way, did those guys in history have any post-war syndrome? Zhuge burned the rattan armor soldiers, and he also needed to use human head steamed buns to temporarily heal himself, so Zhou Yu ordered to burn 100,000 Cao Cao's army, and then died of a recurrence of old injuries, is there any connection with this?

Fei Qian's mind was unusually active, and even he clearly realized that such a jump and a little chaotic mind seemed to be a side effect after the war. After the adrenaline subsided, the hands and feet began to sweat and cold, although it was not yet night, but the evening breeze blew, I still felt a little cold in the armpits and back, and I couldn't help but tighten the big puff on my body and wrap myself tighter.

"I've seen the prince." Xu Shu arched his hand and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Yuan Zhi is lucky." Fei Qian returned the half salute to Xu Shu, and then said straight to the point, "Summoning Yuan to come over, one needs to count the loss, and the other is ......" Fei Qian's gaze turned in the direction of the place where Yang Jun's soldiers were held.

Xu Shu nodded, was silent for a moment and said: "In the past few days, the city has been full of holes, and the soldiers have been killed or injured about 2,000 people, which can be described as heavy casualties, and even the people in the city have suffered countless losses......"

Xu Shu's voice was low, although he didn't say any tragic adjectives, but a sadness lingered in a short paragraph, just like the Linjin City in front of him, the broken place, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

The sun was already low in the west of Luoshui, dragging the mountains out of a long and short shadow under the city of Linjin.

Hundreds of cavalry, with blood stains on their armor, are divided into several teams, on the one hand, they are patrolling to maintain order, and on the other hand, they are also supervising the group of Hongpeasant husbands brought by Yang Jun who have just surrendered, cleaning the battlefield and collecting the corpses.

The corpses of the Huns and homeless people in the trench must be cleaned out, and then transported to the lower reaches of Luoshui for unified incineration, while those belonging to the sequence of soldiers in the west should be taken off the nameplate, and after statistics, transported to the nameless mountain ten miles away from the north of Linjin City, and buried in a unified manner.

Fighting side by side in life and sleeping in the same cave after death, I hope these soldiers will not be lonely on the road to Huangquan......

The scouts who were released out had come back to report, Hu Chuquan saw that the situation was not good, so he didn't linger at all, or then waited and hesitated, even the Fei Qian cavalry also appeared some tired postures, and the rear did not see the rest of the imaginary reinforcements, Hu Chuquan and the Southern Hun soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit, they didn't even have the desire to look back and take a look, and went straight to the north, and it didn't seem that they would have any thoughts about Linjin City for the time being.

"The city wall is damaged, but it can be repaired later," Xu Shu said slowly, "It's just that the surrounding fertile fields and Zhuanghe may be left this autumn......"

Fei Qian was silent.

However, this time, Linjin City did suffer huge damage, not only the people of Zuo Fengyi outside the city, but also those who were driven away by Yang Jun and others in Huchuquan, or brought in by them, were also like ghosts, as if the evening wind was stronger at any time, they would be blown out of the candle of life, and their souls were lost and their eyes were empty.

When the soldiers brought by Fei Qian took out a small amount of stored food, began to raise a bonfire on the bank of the Luoshui River, found some good and bad pots and kettles and began to cook some food, these wandering people's expressions gradually became more lively, and they began to turn their eyes to the pots and kettles that were cooking food on the flames from time to time.

In the fierce battle, people often forget everything, and even forget to think, only by fighting with the instinct of a beast, until the end of the battle will remember that people still need food and grass.

Originally, the guards in Linjin City were also sitting by the bonfire at the moment, sitting with Fei Qian's reinforcements, but no matter who it was, they seemed to have lost the strength to speak now, just sitting silently, using the temperature of the flame to dissolve the cold ice in their hearts. Some didn't even eat a few bites, and fell asleep with their heads down, if it weren't for the comrades who took care of them, they might have fallen into the bonfire.

In this battle, Linjin City, whether it was the defenders or the people, was too tragic.

"I'm thinking about it, should I ......kill all these Yang soldiers" Fei Qian stared at the Hongnong soldiers who were tied up in the distance, and were in a panic, and said slowly to Xu Shu, "If it is a people's husband, Zuo Fengyi also has acres of abandoned fields, and he can leave some rich Qianmo, and these Yang soldiers ......"

Of course, some of these Yang soldiers may have been recruited by Yang Biao and others, and they are not completely inseparable from Yang Biao's Yang family, but the problem is that in this era, Fei Qian can't identify those who are just mercenaries and those who are related households.

Maybe it can only be like Cao Cao did in history?

Anyway, it is impossible to stay, because if it is Hongnong Yang's private soldiers, then it means that these soldiers must have families in Hongnong, and it is impossible for them to assist Fei Qian wholeheartedly, and it is very possible to make a scene of rebellion when they are sent to the battlefield.

If you can't take it away, it's useless to keep it, and sending it back as it is undoubtedly fueling the power of Hongnong Yang's family, so what else can you do besides killing?

Xu Shu, who was a little haggard, also turned his head to take a look, looking at the dilapidated Linjin City, even though Xu Shu was strong-minded, he couldn't help but feel a little suddenly separated from the world, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then put his eyes on those prisoners, and then pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Prince, if you don't kill, you can ......."

Fei Qian turned his head and looked like he was listening.

Xu Shu said slowly: "Junhou, since the Yang family's soldiers have arrived, most of Tongguan has been lost...... If this is the reason, let the Yang family replace the ......"

"Swap off?" Fei Qian frowned and repeated.

Xu Shu nodded.

Fei Qian pondered for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Xu Shu's suggestion was simply a stroke of genius, wonderful!

For Fei Qian, these Yang soldiers are like waste, before the complete fall of the Yang family, they are useless at all, at most they are used as labor, building roads and opening mountains, but they have to send people to guard them, which is somewhat more than worth the loss, and they are not as good as the slaves of the Hu people, so if they can be exchanged for Tongguan, it can be regarded as a kind of waste utilization.

Moreover, the killing of prisoners is ominous.

This is not pure superstition, but once the prisoner is killed, in case the general of his side is accidentally defeated, then it is very likely to be retaliated by the enemy, and the killing is irretrievable on the spot, and from another point of view, killing the prisoner also means that in the future battle, the probability of the enemy fighting to the death has been increased.

Surrender is death anyway, why not pull a cushion back? Therefore, killing a captive who surrenders is basically a double-edged sword, cutting others and hurting oneself at the same time.

At the same time, this is also a heart-to-heart strategy, and Fei Qian can even guess Yang Biao's embarrassment and embarrassment after receiving this news......

Even if it is to take a step back, Yang Biao is hard-hearted and unwilling to exchange, when the news spreads, then for these prisoners of war and the soldiers and generals under the command of Hongnong Yang, it will be difficult to have the slightest idea?

"Good!" Fei Qian immediately decided, and said loudly, "Someone! Bring Yang Jun and Yang Ji to come! ”

The armor that Yang Jun was wearing was no longer known to have been pulled away by the soldier who was recruiting the west as a trophy, and even the brocade robe that was originally worn under the armor was also missing, leaving only a middle coat, shivering in the evening breeze, the original graceful appearance was gone, just like the outcasts, the shallow middle clothes could no longer see much of the previous white, but dyed with yellow mud and black blood, and the hair was scattered and embarrassed.

"Oh, how can you treat Brother Ji Cai like this! Don't take a certain robe and change it for Brother Ji Cai! When Fei Qian saw Yang Jun's appearance, he hurriedly commanded, and his tone was as cordial as a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

"......" Yang Jun glanced at Fei Qian, bowed his head and thanked him, "...... General Xie Zhengxi ...... "Although Yang Jun also knew that Fei Qian's appearance was pretended, at least he said that Fei Qian didn't have the intention of killing himself now, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered to spend this charter, and his heart was somewhat settled."

But then Fei Qian, who was smiling, said words that made Yang Junlei scorched Yang Jun on the outside and tender on the inside.

“…… What the?! Yang Jun swallowed hard, "Replace people with Guan?" ”

"Exactly! The so-called heaven has the virtue of a good life...... Fei Qian still smiled, and said, "A certain Yang Gong is a minister of the same court, and he has always been a good friend, and he has no grievances, so why bother with swords?" This season, he led the troops to come, but it was caused by the slander of the traitor, and he was on the battlefield, and he reined in the precipice, so the friendship is evident. Inviting Ji Cai to come today, it is a letter from Lao Jicai, stating the reasons before and after, and showing Yang Gong, so that the two families can turn the conflict into jade silk, isn't it beautiful? ”

Yang Jun stared at Fei Qian, who was smiling, but he was not happy at all in his heart, he was silent for a long time, and Fang said in a dumb voice: "If it is...... If a letter is useless......"

Fei Qian still smiled and said, "How can it be useless? All things are born with a purpose, and if they are useless...... Hehe, hehe......"

A gust of evening breeze hit, and Yang Jun only felt a chill all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave......