Zhang Liang agreed, turned his head to look at Zhang Bao again, and persuaded:

"Third brother, this matter is handled by you personally, quickly let people find out the old, weak, sick and disabled in the Yellow Turban Army, and let the state pastor bring them back to show sincerity."

Zhang Bao was sulking in his heart, but he couldn't think of a better way, besides, Zhang Liang had made a decision to lead the army to surrender Cheng Yuanzhi in order to solve the danger of the Yellow Turban army without food.

"Yes, second brother, I'll do it, and I'll make the second brother satisfied."

Zhang Bao thought clearly about the stakes, once the Yellow Turban army threw away the burden of the old, weak, sick and disabled, it would be harmless, at least Zhang Bao would be able to eat one or two more meals and eat more.

Everywhere the Yellow Turban army went, they were all coerced by the people, purely as a last resort, in order to strengthen the momentum, so that the Han army defending the city was frightened and fled.

Now the battle is unfavorable, Zhang Bao can't wait to abandon these burdens, save food and grass to support more Yellow Turban Lux, this arrangement, is in Zhang Bao's arms, but he is controlled by others, and he surrenders to Cheng Yuanzhi in the future, and has to obey Cheng Yuanzhi's orders, which makes Zhang Bao extremely unhappy.

In less than three hours, with the overall assistance of Zhang Bao, a full 70,000 civilians were brought out of the Yellow Turban Army, and 10,000 people were empty, and the scene was extremely spectacular, even the camp tents were also packed up.

Cheng Yuanzhi hurriedly sent Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei to help lead the redundant soldiers eliminated from the Yellow Turban Army, and even Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun were also idle, Cheng Yuanzhi each stuffed 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers for Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun to bring back to Yingchuan City.

"State pastor, my Yellow Turban army has acted in accordance with the state pastor's intentions, and I hope that the state pastor will not break his promise and transport grain and grass tomorrow, otherwise my Yellow Turban army will not be able to continue, I am afraid that it will really be like what the state pastor said, and the bombing of the camp is inevitable."

Zhang Liang reduced the number of Yellow Turban soldiers, and his mood was relieved, but he was worried that Cheng Yuanzhi would repay his debts, after all, these people who were taken away were a burden in the eyes of Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao, but they were different in Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, the people were the key to restoring the prosperity of Yingchuan, and they were treasures that generated value.

And the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers are unrepentant traitors and deserve to be punished.

What Zhang Liang is most afraid of now is that Cheng Yuanzhi will go back on his word, regret and break his promise, or even turn his face and deny it. If you want to talk about innocence, only the people are innocent, and now the people have left the Yellow Turban Army, and all they are thieves left.

In case, Cheng Yuanzhi burned 30,000 Yellow Turban elite soldiers in one fire for the sake of military exploits or fame, it would be miserable, but unfortunately Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao can't do anything now, people are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, I can only believe in Cheng Yuanzhi.

"Don't worry, second uncle and third uncle, if the Benzhou Mu is really a villain in vain, don't say that you won't let go of the Benzhou Mu, I'm afraid that even the father-in-law and Ning'er will not be able to pass the test. Really, I believe that the Honshu pastor has come all the way to save you. As for your actions, you want to make trouble, but you have also seen it, in the future, it is better to rest this kind of thought, the state pastor will never help the abuse, and quelling the war is the biggest original intention of the state pastor. ”

"Second uncle, third uncle, you just wait for good news, tomorrow at this time, the state of Muding should transport grain here and send it to the army. At that time, you pack your bags in advance, go north to Jizhou with Benzhou, or go back to Youzhou, this matter is not in a hurry, and you will make a decision on the road slowly. ”

Cheng Yuanzhi gave Zhang Liang a reassurance, and after that, he patted his horse and returned to the battle, took Zhang Ning, and returned to Yingchuan under the escort of Dian Wei.

"Gongwei, the future is terrifying. This Youzhou Mu seems to have some ability, and in a few words, he let the Yellow Turban Thief Leader release the people. I don't know what Cheng Zhoumu said, how much is true and how much is false? Gongwei, what do you think? ”

Huangfu Song sat on the war horse, seeing that the people all over the road were lining up and walking back to Yingchuan County in an orderly manner, these people were still thieves wearing yellow scarves one second, and the next second they ripped off the yellow scarves, which were no different from the mud legs of farming in the fields, Huangfu Song couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

As a general, although he does not advocate the use of troops, he has never been afraid of using force.

Huang Fu Song had imagined before, to get rid of the Yellow Turban thieves in Yuzhou, unless he sent troops to exterminate, there was no other way, to persuade him to surrender, Huang Fu Song did not think about it, but he felt that it was too difficult, the Han army and the Yellow Turban Army fought to the death, how could it be just a few words, you can resolve hatred, and smile at the enmity.

Even if it succumbed to the current situation, the Yellow Turban Army surrendered the Han Army for a while, but as a tainted traitor, it is difficult to reassure people in any case, and only by refrigerating and disposing of it can they not suspect each other and cause contradictions.

Zhu Jun's expression was much more relaxed, and his eyes never left Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao in the Yellow Turban Army, for fear that the Yellow Turban Army would make a move, so that these people would come out to take the lead and use them as cannon fodder to send them to death.

Hearing this, Zhu Jun flicked his horsewhip, rode his horse to Huangfu Song's side, glanced at Cheng Yuanzhi who was behind him lightly, and said:

"Yizhen, no matter what Cheng Zhoumu said is true or not, but the people in the Yellow Turban Army have finally returned, and these people are the roots of Yingchuan County. The people should have lived and worked in peace and contentment, not being implicated in the war, and the current situation would have been happy to see it come to pass. Although Cheng Zhou Mu spoke wildly and was not ashamed at the banquet last night, but now, he did it. ”

Cheng Yuanzhi did what Huang Fu Song and Zhu Jun did not do, if you want to send troops to fight against the Yellow Turban anti-thieves and make contributions to the thieves, then Huang Fu Song and Zhu Jun think that their abilities are not weaker than Cheng Yuanzhi.

can make the yellow turban thief willingly release the coerced people and put them back in Yingchuan County, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun glanced at each other, knowing that the friends in front of them could not do it.

Huangfu Song also looked back at Cheng Yuanzhi, suddenly frowned, and said worriedly:

"Alas! Yesterday this person was arrogant, and today he has built this miraculous feat, I am afraid that after he goes back, his eyes and nostrils will be facing the sky, and he thinks very highly of himself. Gongwei, do you think it's time for us to recognize the old clothes? Or should he abdicate and retire as Cheng Zhoumu said, give up his position to more capable young generals? ”

Zhu Jun didn't think about it so long-term, he clamped his feet and galloped back to his main formation, just leaving a sentence from afar:

"Yizhen, people are in officialdom, and they can't help themselves, how can you decide? It all depends on the will of heaven and the Son of Heaven, it is useless to think too much, it is better to wave the army back to the city as soon as possible, and the mood is still good today, so you should drink and get drunk. ”

Zhu Jun knew that the current official position of the Han Dynasty was like cabbage and radish in the field, rich people or powerful landlords could pick them at will, and as for the generals who were born in a poor family and had no money, no matter how good they were, they were in vain.