The dust in the sky could not hide the war that had just ended. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The yellow sand covered the bloody puddle, only making the battlefield more muddy and sticky, and there was a strong smell of blood. Many of the Yellow Turban thieves who had surrendered dragged their dead bodies from the battlefield with their bare hands, and some even accidentally fell to the ground due to overwork, stained with blood on the ground.

With no tents and no enough food, these defeated Qingzhou Yellow Turbans are suffering from hunger and cold. But they don't seem to have any other choice but that. Not far away, there were more than 1,000 Beihai soldiers and horses, supervising their labor with swords, and if they dared to make the slightest move, they would kill all these prisoners of war.

And with their bare hands, even if the number of people is several times that of those Beihai soldiers and horses on the opposite side, they have no confidence at all. They have been completely scared, they have many more troops than Yan Shao before, and they have not yet won, let alone the current state?

Even if it falls into the hands of Yan Shao, it's better than death, right?

"How long will it take to bury the body?" A general walked over and asked, squinting towards the location of the battlefield. "I don't know what the lord thinks, if I want to say it, just kill them directly, why waste so much food."

"The foresight of the lord, how can you and I know..."Glancing at the man, the general who was originally in charge said coldly. Besides, if they weren't responsible for burying the bodies, would you want to let the soldiers who had just fought a bloody battle be responsible? ”

No matter how easy the victory was this time, there is no doubt that the advantage of Qingzhou Yellow Turbans in numbers has never disappeared.

There are almost more than 40,000 Qingzhou Yellow Turbans, no matter how good Yan Shao's Beihai soldiers and horses are, if they want to break it, they need to pay a certain price, especially the hard work involved.

This time to break the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, the number of beheaded heads alone is no less than seven or eight thousand, plus the loss of their own side, so many corpses are too difficult for the soldiers who have just finished the bloody battle to deal with them. But if you just leave it alone, if there is an epidemic, it will definitely be something that everyone does not want to see.

The only way is to let these prisoners of war dispose of the corpses of those who died in battle, not only the Yellow Turbans, but also the soldiers and horses under Yan Shao―――――― let the soldiers who fought for their own deaths be in the wilderness, which is definitely the greatest shame for any commander.

In fact, this is also a norm, after all, captives are not much use except for this.

The number of prisoners captured by Yan Shao this time was as high as 100,000, and this was still the number after the battle was killed. The vast majority of them are old and weak, women and children, but there are also many young and strong, especially the ones that can be used.

Now is the time to show their value, for example, to bury the bodies of the war-dead, to avoid epidemics and the like. Naturally, only the yellow scarves were buried on the spot, and the soldiers who died in battle under Yan Shao's command would be singled out individually.

Now one of the generals under Yan Shao's command is in charge of this matter, so that they will not be dragged back to Beihai and then buried again. That kind of work is not something that Yan Shao can handle at the moment, but there is no problem with cremating on the spot and then burying the ashes in the cemetery that has just been selected―――――― the cemetery of the war dead.

It's also the only thing that can be done...

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Even with a certain degree of dissatisfaction in their hearts, the captured Yellow Turbans could only continue to work under surveillance. Moreover, in order to prevent some of them from fleeing or even resisting, in addition to collecting weapons, even the food and drink provided were also reduced, so that under the pressure of hunger and cold, everyone was weak, and there was no possibility of any defection.

And the truth is that no one thought of running away.

One is that they don't have that physical strength, and they work constantly every day, which has made them tired and completely lose this idea, and the other is the problem of the family.

When the yellow scarves wander or plunder everywhere, they usually take their families with them. It's the same now, this time it's not just the young people who are being captured, but even the family members.

The family is in the hands of others, so don't think about running away...

Now, under the intensity of labor and hunger and cold, almost all the captives can only work under the supervision of the guards, and then barely raise their spirits under the whipping, of course, with screams...

However, this state of numbness changed with the appearance of a certain person.

"Traitor!" A working yellow scarf leader caught a glimpse of Pei Yuanshao, who was standing not far away, and he was already numb, and he suddenly became angry, almost gritting his teeth and spit out these two words.

Most of the yellow scarves didn't care what he said, as mentioned earlier, the high-intensity labor and the state of hunger and cold had completely numbed them. If it weren't for the guards' whips, they wouldn't even know what to do, and would probably have just been lying asleep on the ground mixed with blood and sand.

But a small number of them are still in some spirit, at least they can barely care about the surrounding situation, and even if most of the yellow scarves don't plan to run away, there are still some outliers in it.

Such an anomaly looked at the voice, and happened to see Pei Yuanshao's current appearance―――――― wearing shiny armor, a military uniform, and even a few energetic generals behind him.

They could even recognize that these people were the same people they had called brothers and sisters in the first place.

Looking at the current appearance of Pei Yuanshao and others, thinking of their current predicament, how can they not have some hatred?

Almost instinctively, these people had already gritted their teeth and whispered. "Traitor!"

With the sound of traitors, the people who had become numb also raised their heads and looked over, and it was hard to imagine what it would be like when tens of thousands of people looked at one person with hatred. But perhaps imagine tens of thousands of people looking up in one direction at the same time.

That kind of shock is definitely not something that anyone can bear.

After noticing this scene, several leaders who had been with Pei Yuanshao even took a few steps back―――――― whether it was the people below or in their hearts, they were all recognizing a reality, they were traitors and betrayed the people of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.

Now facing the former brothers, it is natural that there will be guilt and fear in the heart.

However, among these people, there are also people who just look down coldly, even in the face of the raging emotions below, they are not moved.

"Chief, let's get out of here..."

Tugged Pei Yuanshao's cloak, a leader couldn't help but say.

He used to think that this was a very easy thing, but he was facing tens of thousands of brothers who had been cheated by himself. Well, or rather, ex-brothers. Standing in a better position to see those people will only bring a certain amount of coolness to yourself.

What he didn't expect was that the hatred and anger of tens of thousands of people would have such a big influence, even to this extent.

Looking at the people below, Pei Yuanshao was noncommittal, it seemed that even his coming over this time was just a temporary idea, but after hearing the words of his subordinates, he still nodded lightly.

It wasn't until they were gone that the people who were digging pits to bury the bodies gradually calmed their anger.

It's not because their anger is the only one, understand that many times hatred for the enemy is even worse than for the traitor. As in later times, the hatred of traitors was even higher than that of foreign invaders.

Because in the eyes of the Chinese people at that time, those invaders were all outsiders, even if what they did was bad, it was not bizarre, because they were outsiders and did not have much to do with themselves, and the only connection ―――――― were human beings?

But those traitors are different, they are their own compatriots, and now they are helping outsiders to oppress themselves, how can people not be indignant.

Pei Yuanshao is the same in their eyes, both are yellow scarves and brothers.

To them, Pei Yuanshao is equivalent to their brother, but now that this brother has betrayed them and even betrayed them, how can they not be angry.

If it weren't for the fact that they hadn't eaten well or even slept for a long time, the anger might have broken through the sky, instead of roaring angrily for a while, and then starting to pant like now...

And when those captives were looking at Pei Yuanshao's departing back with hateful eyes, with their backs to them, Pei Yuanshao, who had always remained calm, also exhaled softly. The muscles on his face twitched, and it was clear that his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

"With such spirit, it should be able to make them hold on for a little longer..."

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Without paying attention to what was happening behind him, Pei Yuanshao walked straight towards Yan Shao's tent.

As the biggest hero of this battle, Pei Yuanshao may be a traitor to the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, but he is the biggest hero to Yan Shao's side.

Of course, now Pei Yuanshao's position as a hero is a little embarrassing, no, to be precise, it is very embarrassing. It stands to reason that everything Pei Yuanshao has done has helped Yan Shao a lot, and the people on Yan Shao's side should thank him, but this is not the case.

Far from being grateful to Pei Yuanshao, the soldiers under Yan Shao's command were full of contempt and suspicion for him.

These days, almost everyone is full of contempt for him, and the only one who can get a little closer to him is only Zhou Cang, and the two of them are fellow villagers, and it can be regarded as an excuse and reason for acquaintance.

Uh-huh, I'm sorry, I'll make up for it soon!

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