"Hurry up for Lao Tzu, haven't you eaten?!" The overseer's body will ride on a horse, and the whip in his hand will be waved in the air, and as long as the coolie who staggers forward under the horse is slow, he will be whipped straight up, and blood will splatter when he lands.

Some coolies were able to scream twice in a hoarse voice after being beaten, while most of the rest simply remained silent, apparently accustomed to this sudden pain, and even willing to slow down and sober themselves through this piercing pain before they could continue to move forward, and as for not screaming, it was because they knew that it was better to use these efforts as much as possible on the road that was destined to be more difficult.

These coolies were all prisoners of war of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and Bashu had high requirements for Ding Zhuang, and the strong young men among the prisoners of war had already been transferred to Shuzhong, where there were large tracts of farmland waiting to be cultivated and workshops that needed manpower waiting for them. And only the older ones will stay in the army directly as labor, after all, the advance of the army also needs the people to transport grain and grass equipment, for the Bashu army that is very short of people, these prisoners of war are naturally free coolies.

Li Xinchen doesn't have much mercy for these coolies, he knows very well that most of these are actually children of the Han family, but Li Xinchen has no choice, there must be some people in this world to do these things, if Li Xinchen is merciful to them, it is cruel to himself and the soldiers who fought bloodily.

In this era, there is no "Geneva Convention", there is no so-called "protection of prisoners of war", and even for these prisoners of war, Li Xinchen did not kill them, and even did not lack three meals a day, which was already very good to them.

Of course, if they are still alive after this big war, then Li Xinchen doesn't mind settling them down in Bashu, as for going home? Unless their hometown is already under Li Xinchen's control, it is simply impossible.

"Brothers, keep up." The labor leader who walked in front kept cheering up the people behind, and when he noticed that someone was left behind, he would slow down slightly.

They were now dragging huge thunderbolt carts towards Fangling, and the Bashu army was constantly walking by singing all kinds of war songs, and their morale was high, which was in stark contrast to these laborers who were struggling to move forward with their heads down.

"General, this Li Xinchen can make such a big trebuchet, and now it is used in the small city of Fangling, obviously to make an example of chickens and monkeys." The other servant leader said in a low voice as he stepped forward.

"Whatever he wants, what do we have to do?" The man said lightly, paused, and then sighed, "The snipe and the clam are fighting, and the fisherman is profitable, this time it's not just Fangling, I'm afraid Xiangyang City will be cheap Li Xinchen." ”

"The general has no confidence in the defenders of Xiangyang?"

"In front of Li Xinchen, what city can be called strong?"

The sentence fell, and there was no answer, and both men subconsciously remained silent, apparently thinking of the past in which they had been defeated.

The tall Dingjun Mountain and the sturdy camp still look weak in front of Li Xinchen's soldiers after all, the arrogant figure pointing straight ahead in the wind and rain, the crazy shouts all over the mountains, Li Xun admitted that he will never forget it in his life.

And Luo Yi beside him may not be the same as the scene he remembers, but the fear of Li Xinchen is the same. When he really fought with this guy more times, he could clearly know that the most terrifying thing about him was not the always imaginative combat command, but Li Xinchen's mobilization of morale.

The great victories have made Li Xinchen's prestige reverberate in the army, and this victorious general will bring a victory wherever he goes, which makes his soldiers think that the current setback is not because Li Xinchen is miscommanding, nor because the enemy is too strong, but because they themselves have not worked hard enough.

This may be just a simple idea change, but when thousands of people have such thoughts, when they stand on the opposite side of Li Xun and Luo Yi, it is not just a simple idea.

They had seen with their own eyes those soldiers who had been inspired by Li Xinchen to charge upwards without hesitation, and life and death had long been put aside by them.

Throughout the ages, there has never been a shortage of people who are not afraid of death, and it is often the easiest to survive on the battlefield that are not afraid of death, and those who are ready to smear oil on the soles of their feet are often killed at the beginning.

After all, no matter how fast a man runs, no arrow can run fast, and for crossbowmen, the easiest results to get are not those enemies who rush forward with shields, but these cowards who even directly expose their backs.

Obviously, there is no such situation in Li Xinchen's army, even if it is a dignified formation, in his hands it still gives people the illusion of a light soldier to the death, Li Xun even has to admit that the last time he lost so badly at the foot of Dingjun Mountain, it was because of cowardice in his heart.

Faced with the dignified array that Li Xinchen rarely laid out, Li Xun was timid.

And he didn't know at the time that this dignified array was Li Xinchen's "strange soldier".

Later, on the arduous trek from the prisoner of war camp in Dingjun Mountain to Fangling City, Li Xunfang gradually figured out these truths.

It's a pity that it's too late, he has been calculated by Li Xinchen, and he has ended up with such a fate, and looking at Luo Yi beside him, Li Xun sighed softly, he was driven away by just saying hello to Luo Yi in the labor camp before, and this is the first time he has talked to him.

Li Xun also knew why, although there were many coolies in the prisoner of war camp, many of them were elderly, and Ding Zhuang like Li Xun and Luo Yi were really a minority, so they would definitely not be allowed to work together.

Throughout the ages, captured generals have received a lot of different treatments, some are ready to surrender after eating and drinking, some are beheaded to show off their might, and this kind of direct distribution to the prisoner of war camp regardless of life or death, obviously Li Xun has expected such an end after being captured, it is good to be able to save a life, when the guards took the knife in his hand, he had already given up the idea of death.

So many people don't want to die, and if they do, I am afraid that there will be no one to protect these brothers around them.

"Do you hold a grudge?" Li Xun asked in a low voice as he walked forward with difficulty.

This sentence was asked to Luo Yi, even if Li Xun lowered his head at this time, Luo Yi knew it.

When he was in Dingjun Mountain, Luo Yi insisted that he could not go down the mountain for a decisive battle, but Li Xun vetoed his opinion, and finally lost half of his soldiers and horses in the battle at the foot of the mountain, and suffered heavy losses, which directly led to the emptiness of the defense of Dingjun Mountain after that.

Luo Yi smiled slightly: "Even if the general doesn't go down the mountain, how long can this Dingjun Mountain last?" ”

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