The result of the Battle of Cangting shocked the world, and as the person who killed Bu Ji with his own hands, Yan Shao also became famous. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEspecially after being promoted to the position of Zuojun Sima, many people in the army took the initiative to make friends.

Unlike Qu Chang, Jun Sima can already be called the backbone of the official army, the backbone of supporting an army, and there are thousands of soldiers under command, no matter where it is, it is not a force to be reckoned with.

Naturally, Yan Shao doesn't have so many soldiers in his hands now, even if he adds the hundreds of soldiers allocated to him by Huangfu Song, it is only more than 600 people, which is still far from a single horse.

But this is also a helpless thing, after all, there is a shortage of officials and soldiers now, and if it weren't for this, it would not be Yan Shao's turn to raise troops to help. But anyway, the number of people still needs to be made up after all, thinking of this, Yan Shao had some ideas.

Guan Hai is a rough man, he doesn't understand any strategy at all, and when he heard Yan Shao say that there was a way, he immediately became excited. "Childe has a way? Tell me about it..."

Sun Guan on the side, although Yongwu was worse than Guan Hai, he was obviously much smarter, and he soon understood what Yan Shao meant. "Childe mean?" As he spoke, he pointed his finger in the direction of the Yellow Turban captives outside the camp.

Bu had been beheaded by Yan Shao, which not only made him famous, but also allowed the officers and soldiers to defeat the Yellow Turban Army in Cangting at a relatively small cost, and the number of captured Yellow Turban Army was as high as thousands.

If these captives can be co-opted, a thousand people can be gathered in the blink of an eye.

After listening to Yan Shao's idea, Guan Hai and Sun Guan glanced at each other, feeling that this seemed not impossible. After all, it's not a thing that thousands of people have been locked up, don't look at the fact that the food and grass of the officers and soldiers seem to be abundant now, and the pressure is still very great when thousands of people are raised for nothing...

It's just that just as Yan Shao was thinking about how to divide a piece of the cake, the order read by Huangfu Song in the tent on the second day made Yan Shao fall into the ice cellar instantly.

“……… All the thieves captured in the Battle of Cangting will be sentenced to death! ”

Looking at Huangfu Song's coldness and the other generals who were not surprised, Yan Shao only felt chills all over his body, but in Huangfu Song's majestic gaze, he couldn't say a word of objection at all.

Under the order of Huangfu Song, more than 8,000 Yellow Turban troops who surrendered in the Battle of Cangting were slaughtered, leaving not a single fish that slipped through the net, on that day, looking at the corpses that were constantly being carried out, as well as the screams, begging for mercy, cursing from the execution ground, and the ground stained red with blood, Yan Shao was dazed for a whole day, and in the end, the mountain of corpses piled up was even more like a nightmare.

He didn't understand why things were the way they were.

"Those damn bastards, that's more than 8,000 lives..."Inside the tent, Guan Hai clenched his fists angrily and scolded loudly.

Sitting next to him, Sun Guan was not as excited as Guan Hai, but he was obviously more silent than before.

Not long ago, Guan Hai almost rushed out of the tent to stop the execution, and was finally dragged back by Sun Guan, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Sun Guan's mood was not very high at this time.

"This is not strange, it should be said that this matter is a little biased in my thoughts..."Looking at his two henchmen, Yan Shao shook his head with a wry smile, after a whole day of confusion, Yan Shao finally reluctantly returned to normal, and after thinking about it for a while, he quickly figured out the reason. That's a yellow turban after all, and not a prisoner of other lost wars ...

"What's the difference?" Unlike Sun Guan, Guan Hai admired his son-in-law's knowledge very much, so when he heard Yan Shao speak, he was angry and barely suppressed his anger.

"Yes, and it's big..."Yan Shao shook his head and said with a wry smile. If an ordinary army becomes a prisoner, then for the sake of survival or something else, it is very simple to make them surrender and serve, even if it is a little more loyal, at most it is to hope not to do anything to the former master, but the Yellow Turban Army is different, don't forget, the people of the Yellow Turban Army all believe in the great sage and good teacher, that is, Zhang Jiao's set, even if they become prisoners, the allegiance is still Zhang Jiao, this is not only an ordinary interest relationship, but also a kind of faith. If they suddenly threw themselves into the Yellow Turban Army on the battlefield, the consequences would be unimaginable, how could anyone use such an army with confidence? ”

What's more, the death of the rebel is a common rule in all dynasties, how can it be so easily violated.

Thinking of this, Yan Shao couldn't help but laugh at his naivety in his heart.

Although he knew that what Yan Shao said was reasonable, Guan Hai still looked angry. As one of the most famous Yellow Turban leaders in history, although Guan Hai does not know this, he inexplicably has a good impression of the Yellow Turban Army in his heart, not to mention that he is also disgusted with the imperial court as a common person.

As for Sun Guan, although he is also from an ordinary family, he understands Yan Shao's words more profoundly.

“……… The armor is full of lice, and the surname is dead. The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. The people are left behind, and the thought breaks people's intestines..."

Looking at the mountain of corpses outside the tent, for some reason, Yan Shao suddenly remembered this poem that Cao Cao had written.

Perhaps Cao Cao, like him at that time, was also touched by some kind of emotion after witnessing such a scene. Although from a certain point of view, Cao Cao can also be regarded as one of the culprits behind this tragic situation.

Guan Hai and Sun Guan looked at each other, not knowing why Yan Shao suddenly recited such a poem, but the depression and grief in it could be clearly felt even by the two of them.

Looking at the hell in the distance, Yan Shao seemed to have thought about something clearly, and his gaze gradually became firm.

Perhaps at the beginning, Yan Shao still had some mentality of playing life, and many behaviors were more like playing a game, rather than to achieve any ambitions. But after experiencing the scene in front of him, he understood many things, some things that he didn't understand at all...

The so-called troubled times are certainly an era of heroes, but for Li Min, how can it not be hell?

"Now that the eunuchs are in power, the world is in chaos, the officials are stupid and incompetent, and the people are almost lifeless, although Shao's meager strength, he wants to clear the world, calm the troubled times, save the people of Li from fire and water, and hope that the two of them will not hesitate to despisy their ambitions..."

Looking at Yan Shao, who bowed down, the two glanced at each other and knelt down on one knee.

"I'm willing to die with you!"