Chapter VII: The Capture of Prisoners
"Let me ask you again, if you were given a chance to start over, would you still choose to be a Yellow Turban Thief?"
Liu Wenbin looked at the group of captives and asked.
"Forehead ............"
"This ............"
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There was only one word in the prison, and the group of prisoners didn't know how to answer for a moment......
"Hehe, there are only two words, want and don't want to, is it so difficult to answer? It seems that you still like the Yellow Turban Thief profession. ”
Liu Wenbin shook his head, raised the corners of his mouth and said with a slight smile. And this group of yellow turban thieves also looked at each other a few times suspiciously, and then looked at Liu Wenbin, it was obvious that they were just a group of ignorant thieves.
"Didn't you ever think that your current heaven, earth, and people, the three generals, would either die in battle or be defeated?"
Liu Wenbin lowered his head and played with the pebble in his hand as he spoke, and then looked at the group of ignorant captives and asked.
"Impossible! The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! Our Heavenly Gong General, Lord Zhang Jiao, is the Nine Heavens True Dragon chosen by Heaven to succeed the Han Dynasty, how can there be a time when the army is defeated or killed in battle? ”
"That's right!"
"That's right!"
"That's it!"
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One of the Yellow Turban thieves shouted, and the group of Yellow Turban Thieves immediately responded............
"Hahahahaha!! Ignorant! A bunch of ignorant thieves! ”
"Do you really believe in Zhang Jiao's magic stick? Do you know how many people I brought with me when I was the general Jiao Touch, your leader Yan Zheng? ”
Liu Wenbin first suppressed his head and laughed, laughing at the ignorance and stupidity of this group of yellow turban thieves who were loyal to Zhang Jiao, and then asked them seriously.
I saw this group of yellow turban thieves shaking their heads in ignorance and saying nothing.
"320 people! First, Wen Chou led 100 cavalry and 50 sword and shield infantry, and rushed out from the rear first, waiting for the rear in chaos. Then Jiao Touch took 100 cavalry and 50 sword and shield infantry to kill from the left flank of Er, and really cut the formation of Er, encircled and suppressed, and then took the head of Yan Zheng from the ten thousand armies, as simple as probing and taking things, plus the 20 archers I brought, directly blocked the retreat of the right flank of Er, just with your group of chaotic people and thieves, even if it is 3000 people and horses, in front of me, you have to turn people on their backs, 320 to fight 1000, Zhuo Zhuo is more than enough. ”
Liu Wenbin said carefully to the group of captives.
"Wow!"
"Isn't it?"
"It's hard to believe!"
"That's right!"
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After listening to Liu Wenbin's words, the group of captives began to talk about it......
"Zhang Jiao, just a scholar, when he went up the mountain to collect medicine, he happened to meet a god named Nanhua Immortal, and gave him a book called "Taiping Yaoshu", she is not a Nine Heavens True Dragon. Moreover, the Nanhua Immortals once warned him that he could only use it to save the world, and not to have evil thoughts, otherwise he would be punished by heaven. And now everywhere the Yellow Turban Army goes, burning, killing and looting, doing all kinds of evil, and poisoning the world, the princes of the world are eager to call for their heads to make meritorious contributions, and as far as Liu Yan is concerned, more than 20,000 soldiers have been recruited. ”
Liu Wenbin introduced to this group of Yellow Turban Army in order to shake them. I saw that this group of yellow turban thieves had already exchanged heads and began to talk about it............
"Even so, so what? We're all yellow turban thieves, and we have a big yellow letter on our bodies. What else can we do in the future? Is there anyone else who wants to go to work? No! I can only be a thief! ”
"That's right!"
"That's right!"
"That's it!"
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One of the Yellow Turban Thieves spoke his mind, and the rest of the Yellow Turban Thieves joined in......
"Don't you think it's better to be a soldier than a thief? It is still honorable to die in battle, but to be a thief is to be punished by everyone. ”
"What?"
"What?"
"Soldiering?"
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"That's right! I, Liu Wenbin, give you a chance to be a soldier, my sergeant is promoted on merit, everyone has this opportunity, I don't know if you want to? ”
Liu Wenbin smiled and asked this group of yellow turban thieves, this is a team of 200 people, if it is absorbed, its strength will be enhanced again, if these 200 yellow turban army want to hang its head and Yan Zheng's head together at the entrance of the village, it is a very simple thing for Liu Wenbin, but now Liu Wenbin needs to expand his strength and integrate these 200 people, it is a good thing.
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
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In the face of such an olive branch, of course, this group of yellow turban thieves is desperate for it, and there have been bandits throughout the ages who can be transformed into officers and soldiers? There are not many at all, for them, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for thieves to mutiny, and they immediately replied to Liu Wenbin without saying a word.
"Okay, but I can't take you out of here yet, I have to explain to the village chief before I can take you out of here, it's too late now, his old man may have already slept, and I can't bother him, so you can bear with me here tonight, right?"
Liu Wenbin apologized to this group of surrendered Yellow Turban Army prisoners, in fact, he wanted to deliberately punish this group of prisoners who did not study well at the beginning and ran to be prisoners of the thief army, so he found such an excuse.
"Huh??"
"What?"
"Isn't it?"
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When this group of Yellow Turban soldiers heard this, they had a stunned and bitter expression, they had to spend a time in such a cold place, and it was dirty and smelly, who would want to spend the night in such a place?
"Don't worry, I'll order someone to bring this beef stew to you, so that you can enjoy it, and find someone to collect some firewood for you, and let you make a fire, so that you don't have to worry about freezing to death, and as for the smell of filth, bear with it for another night."
Liu Wenbin turned his back to the group of surrendered Yellow Turban thieves and said, after all, Liu Wenbin is a monarch who loves his soldiers, and he doesn't want this group of soldiers who surrendered to him to freeze to death here like this.
"Today's last thing has been completed, so that our army has 800 sergeants, 200 cavalry, 100 sword and shield infantry, 100 spearmen, 100 archers, 100 shield guards, 200 surrenderers, a total of 800 people, my military strength can be regarded as a small step forward."
Liu Wenbin thought to himself about his current military strength, and was moved and happy that his strength had increased a little. He did not have a house to live in this village, so he ordered people to set up a military camp fifty meters outside the village for himself and all the soldiers to rest, and hoarded the grain and grass that he had brought today in the small granary in the barracks.
Liu Wenbin returned to his tent, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and a gentle evening breeze blew, making Liu Wenbin's long hair and clothes flutter in the wind, and the long night was long, and he had no intention of sleeping......
"The night is quieter and deeper to the moon, and the moon is clear and bright; Traveling all over the world, leaving home, where to look at the moon? ”
Liu Wenbin looked at the bright moon in the sky and chanted a poem, expressing the thoughts in his heart, which is a kind of longing, a kind of longing for his hometown......