Qiu Shike took dozens of soldiers and carried a large number of steamed buns to the Qinzhou military camp and sent them to the prisoners of war.

The soldiers in charge of guarding the prisoners of war, at this time, were at breakfast, and when they saw dozens of soldiers, they immediately became nervous, "Who are you?" What are you doing here? ”

Qiu Shike knew that he joined the Heavenly Mandate Army too late, and compared with these auxiliaries of the Heavenly Mandate Army, these people were all new recruits of the Heavenly Mandate Army, so he said with a straight face: "We are ordered by the Metropolitan Governor to send some steamed buns to the prisoners of war!" He took out the warrant issued by Li Zicheng and handed it over.

The soldiers on duty saw the warrant before letting them go, but they opened the basket and saw that there were only white-flour steamed buns, but there was no hot soup, so they smiled unconsciously and said: "They are blessed to be prisoners of war of the Mandate of Heaven, and they can still eat white-flour steamed buns!" ”

Qiu Shike nodded hurriedly and said, "Who said it wasn't?" The Metropolitan Governor said that the Mandate of Heaven has always treated prisoners of war preferentially! ”

The soldier on duty saw that Qiu Shi was just a subordinate of Lanzhou Wei, but he was a metropolitan governor, as if he had been a subordinate of the metropolitan governor early in the morning, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, so he waved his hand and said: "From now on, these prisoners of war will be under your management, and if something goes wrong, you will be responsible!" ”

"Yes, yes, during this period of time, we are naturally responsible, brother first rest for a while, wait for the prisoners of war to have breakfast, and then return the brother."

When the prisoners of war eat, naturally no one wants to feed them, who is patient to serve them? If it weren't for the order of the Metropolitan Governor, they would rather take these good steamed buns to feed the dogs than give them to the prisoners of war and treat them preferentially? There is no such article in the military discipline of the Mandate of Heaven.

Qiu Shike had no choice but to loosen the ties on the prisoners of war, and in order to avoid accidents, he specially reminded the soldiers: The prisoners of war are used as a batch of 100 people, and each person has two white-flour steamed buns.

Looking at the white steamed buns and smelling the familiar wheat fragrance, the prisoners of war were already salivating, they couldn't believe that all this was true, as prisoners of war of the Mandate of Heaven Army, they could eat the same meals as the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven Army.

It wasn't until the first batch of prisoners of war had been allocated steamed buns that they came to their senses: these hot steamed buns were really for their own prisoners of war!

How is this possible?

Could it be that the Providential Mandate Army really treats prisoners of war preferentially?

When the soldiers fight, they are only half full on weekdays, and they don't even dare to drill, if they are trained, the amount of food will increase greatly, and the belly will be even more hungry......

If you knew this, what kind of battle would you fight, and simply take the initiative to be a prisoner of war for the Mandate of Heaven Army, and you won't have to be afraid, but it's a pity for those brothers who were killed!

The first batch of prisoners of war quickly finished eating the steamed buns in their hands, and were obediently tied by the soldiers, staying aside, a prisoner of war was bold, and when the steamed buns of the second batch of prisoners of war were distributed, the soldiers of Lanzhou Wei had nothing to do, and asked carefully: "Brother, you give us these steamed buns, then what do you eat yourself?" ”

"What to eat? Naturally, it's white-flour steamed buns," the soldier raised his neck, and said angrily: "Could it be that we will give you white-flour steamed buns, but we want to drink the northwest wind?" ”

"Hey...... Brother, I didn't mean that, brother, I just don't understand, do you have so many white-flour steamed buns? ”

The soldier didn't have a good impression of the prisoners of war, and completely forgot that he was also a prisoner of war of the Mandate of Heaven not long ago, so he stiffened his neck and said: "We naturally have enough food, and our white-flour steamed buns are all supplied in unlimited quantities, no matter how big your meal is, you are full, and," he glanced at the prisoners of war who were gobbling up, showing a contemptuous look, "We also have vegetables and broth, and there are fish and meat in the soup, and that soup is really called a fresh ......."

"Broth?" The corners of the prisoner's mouth moved, "I haven't tasted broth for a long time, and the last time was Xinyuan...... Sometimes when I pass by the dining room, I just smell it, and it's good......"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? The soldier frowned, "If you smell meat, why don't you eat broth?" ”

"Brother, you don't know," the prisoner of war had a bitter face, and his eyebrows were bent into two earthworms on both sides of the bridge of his nose, "We are poor in Qinzhou, and we have little broth, and only those who are officials have a share...... Hey, brother, you ...... Do you soldiers also have broth to drink? ”

"That's natural," the soldier was so proud that he seemed to have won the supergirl championship, "our meals have always been the same as the officers and soldiers, and most of the governors eat something, what are we going to do, how can we be like you, the good food is all the officials?" ”

"Officers and soldiers are unanimous? How is this possible? The prisoner of war noticed that the soldier's expression was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words: "We are not blessed with that blessing, brother, how often do you drink broth?" ”

"If you want to talk about broth, it doesn't have to be, or one or two days, or three or five days, but fish and fish soup are available almost every day," the soldier originally looked down on the prisoners of war, but when it came to his superior status, he seemed to show off, pouring out the life of the Mandate of Heaven that he had experienced these days, and finally said: "Then what do you eat on weekdays?" It can't be chaff, right? ”

The prisoner of war knew that he was not good at speaking, but he did not dare to reply, and said with a sneer: "It's not bad, but we eat all black noodles, and it's better in summer, but if it's cold in winter, it's as hard as a dog's head, and we can't eat as much as we can......"

"No wonder you are just a bunch of wretched, seeing that the Mandate of Heaven Army will only run away," the soldier's face was full of mockery, "We not only have broth, but also good white-flour steamed buns, otherwise, who has the spirit to train and fight?" ”

"Brother, you're like that—you're not going to lie to me, are you?"

"Lie to you?" The soldier sneered, "No, pull down, who has time to tease you?" ”

"I believe, I believe, just for our meal today, I believe," the prisoner of war said with a grimace, "Brother, can I join your Destiny Army?" ”

"The Mandate of Heaven Army is not for everyone, if you want to join the Mandate of Heaven Army, you must not only endure hardships, but also not be afraid of death, like you, flee on the battlefield, don't even dare to take a face, even if you join the Mandate of Heaven Army, sooner or later you will be cut down by the Metropolitan Governor!"

The prisoner of war shrank his neck in fright, and suddenly lost his voice, but a prisoner of war beside him said: "If there is meat soup every day, and the white flour steamed buns are full, I am not afraid of hardship, even if I go to the battlefield, I will not ......."

"Okay, pull it down, your words can only fool your own people......"

The two steamed buns for each prisoner of war were quickly eaten, but these two steamed buns, along with the words of the soldiers, had already begun to ferment in the hearts of the prisoners of war.

After a fierce debate, they reached a rare unanimous opinion: serve the Mandate of Heaven!

Seeing that Qiu Shike was about to leave, these prisoners of war were in a hurry, and they didn't know who got their heads, and everyone rushed to their knees and fell to the ground: "General, we are willing to serve the Mandate of Heaven Army!" ”

Looking at the prisoners of war who knelt on the ground, Qiu Shike showed a trace of disdain, and knelt down to pray at every turn, can he still be considered a man? If you can't even count as a man, how can you kill the enemy on the battlefield and make meritorious contributions?

However, this matter is very important, Qiu Shi didn't dare to make the decision, so he had to let the prisoners of war wait, and he took his soldiers and quickly came to see Li Zicheng, "Governor, these prisoners of war of Qin Zhouwei want to collectively serve the Heavenly Mandate Army!" ”

"The Heavenly Mandate Army is not something that anyone can enter if they want to, they must undergo strict tests and even more rigorous training!" Li Zicheng smiled faintly, but did not immediately express his position.

"Dadudu, his subordinates have already informed them, but they say that as long as they can eat white flour steamed buns and occasionally drink broth, they are not afraid of hardship, tiredness, or death - however, people like them, their subordinates dare not believe them!"

"So they're just trying to have a full stomach and drink broth?"

"The Governor ......"

"These people are really difficult to deal with, let them go, I'm afraid they will have an accident and kill against the peace of heaven, since they are willing to join the Mandate of Heaven Army, then they might as well try," In fact, Li Zicheng had already found a home for these prisoners of war, "From now on, all prisoners of war will be subject to one year of hard labor, and when the period of hard service expires, according to their performance during the period of hard service, it will be determined whether they are eligible to join the Mandate of Heaven Army." ”

"Yes, Grand Governor, my subordinates understand!" Qiu Shike only said that Li Zicheng used labor to test these prisoners of war, and if he didn't do it, any stinky fish and rotten shrimp could be mixed into the Heavenly Mandate Army, but thinking of his subordinates, who were also prisoners of war of the Heavenly Mandate Army, he said curtly: "Metropolitan Governor, these soldiers under him ......."

"Your subordinate soldiers have all been selected, and they have officially become the auxiliaries of the Heavenly Mandate Army, so they don't need to participate in hard labor, and they must use every possible opportunity to step up their training in the future," Li Zicheng's face turned pale, "But Tao Zhiyong's soldiers must undergo the test of hard labor." ”

"Thank you, Grand Duke!" Qiu Shike hurriedly kowtowed to thank him, the Metropolitan Governor already regarded him as a part of the Mandate of Heaven Army, and Tao Zhiyong's soldiers, although they had lost their ropes and gained freedom, were still equivalent to prisoners of war of the Mandate of Heaven Army.

"Qiu Baihu doesn't need to be polite, you go and tell the prisoners of war that before joining the Mandate of Heaven Army, they must complete a one-year period of hard labor," Li Zicheng added: "During the period of labor, they are not officially considered the Mandate of Heaven Army, they have no salary, but they enjoy the same food as the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven Army!" ”

"Yes, Metropolitan Governor, my subordinates will go and tell them that it is already a great gift for the Metropolitan Governor to give them a chance!"

The civil officials were handed over to Zhu Zhihong, the king of Su, and the prisoners of war were handed over to Qiu Shike, but Li Zicheng was down his hands, bored, and he came to the street with several personal soldiers.

The soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven Army were in groups of three or five, patrolling the streets and occupying the territory of Qin Zhouwei, they seemed to be extremely proud, and even stepped on the footsteps with a "dong dong" sound, and only when they saw Li Zicheng, they would bow their heads and salute.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and even the shops on both sides of the street were closed doors and windows, and only a few people were peeping behind the doors and windows.

Li Zicheng stopped a group of soldiers and asked them to call along the street instead, proclaiming the military discipline of the Mandate of Heaven Army and pacifying the people in the city.

It wasn't until the afternoon that sporadic people came out of their homes and carefully listened to the messages from all over the city, but they didn't expect that the Heavenly Mandate Army did not have three heads and six arms, not only did they have to answer questions, but they would never be condescending and domineering, and they were kinder than the second uncle who sold meat in the street market and the fifth father who basked in the sun at the entrance of the alley.

Although the shop was not open, it had half of its doors open, but the owner of the shop was surprised to find that this group of soldiers had returned copper coins to them for shopping! This made the businessmen who were originally ready to exchange finance for peace be amazed for a long time.

Thankfully, they didn't suffer!

Li Zicheng was worried about Liu Yunshui and Li Guobu's cavalry, and did not stay in Qinzhou City for too long, he sealed the money and grain in the treasury, and the next morning, he hurriedly had breakfast, leaving a hundred auxiliary soldiers stationed in Qinzhou, and then led the rest of the army, carrying the grain baggage, and seven or eight hundred Qinzhou guards, leaving Qinzhou and heading east.