In the city lord's mansion, when a senior general was discussing the war, Cao Cao was only among them, Jiang Hong originally planned to come to meet Cao Cao, he had a long experience, and he could also form a good fate, and he would defect to Cao Boss in the future, but he was not at enough level, and he couldn't even step into the door, let alone meet people.

Last night's fruitful results, the fly in the ointment is to run away from Bocai, it is reported that Bocai led the remnants of the army to the west, Huangfu Song originally intended to experience dozens of days of fighting, the soldiers are exhausted, first repair on the spot, in the front to eliminate Bocai's department.

But the court was in a hurry, coupled with the request of a general, Huangfu Song had to compromise, the army repaired for a day, and the day after tomorrow early in the morning to set up camp to pursue Bocai.

Since it was decided to pursue Bocai, many things could not be solved slowly, such as the 40,000 prisoners, when this problem was raised, the whole situation quieted down, in fact, everyone knows that the fastest, safest and best way is to kill them on the spot, just like the Qin army could not solve the hundreds of thousands of Zhao army prisoners, raising, not being able to raise, reluctant, and reluctant, and finally had to kill all the pit, leaving only a few teenagers to be released.

It's just that none of the bigwigs here want to open this mouth, and no one wants to bear the infamy of being an executioner, even if they kill the enemy army and the Yellow Turban thieves who try to subvert the imperial court, the scholars of the world will spray themselves with blood, and the career will end here.

After being silent for a long time, no one spoke, Zhu Jun looked around, and finally sighed heavily, closed his eyes, and said slowly:

"Let's kill them on the spot."

What the world will say about him, Zhu Jun probably knows, probably like: There are 40,000 people, kill if you say it, you can really be an executioner or something. The helplessness and commitment in this sigh are not understood by few people.

Huangfu Song, an old friend, counts as one, Cao Cao counts as one, maybe one or two others present also understand, by the way, Jiang Hong, who heard about this, is also counted as half.

"Lying grass, 40,000 people, a full 40,000 people, and not 40,000 pigs, the fucking 40,000 people are going to be killed, aren't you kidding me?" This was Chen Ming's reaction after he told Jiang Hong about it.

Jiang Hong was forced at that time, he didn't kill people, killing people is a common thing in this era, but a full 40,000 people, even if you have to kill 40,000 pigs for a long time, let alone people.

"So what can I do, put? Or do you want to keep it? Chen Ming said with a wry smile.

Jiang Hong immediately thought about it carefully, and roughly understood, this is also a way that there is no way, chasing and killing Bocai is the top priority at the moment, and he can't be given a chance to make a comeback, this is something that everyone knows, and it is also an imminent matter.

But to chase and kill, the opposite side is the enemy who suppressed two of the three heroes of the late Han Dynasty, in order to prevent the overturn, and in order to ensure that Bocai will not escape again, it is necessary to bring the vast majority of military forces, and even bring all military forces with it.

But in this case, it is impossible to bring these 40,000 captives, bring them, the speed of the march plummets, and the wave can slip away, if you don't bring it, who will guard the 40,000 people, the entire Han army is either surrounded, or is on the way to relieve the siege, and the troops everywhere are insufficient, and if these 40,000 people mutiny, no one can bear this responsibility.

Jiang Hong didn't know what kind of mood Zhu Jun was in when he gave this order, but he understood how much courage and commitment it took to give this order, and Zhu Jun must have struggled at that time.

Jiang Hong once again realized that this was the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the last year of the Eastern Han Dynasty, when human life was the least valuable.

The next day, the prisoners were killed, and the Huangfu Song Department was fighting for a few days to defend the city, so this matter was handled by Zhu Jun's department, smelling the faint smell of blood in the Changshe City, Jiang Hong was helpless in his heart, or helpless, and maybe a little compassionate.

Helpless, very helpless, I can't do anything, it's ridiculous, if it is a foreigner who kills 40,000 of his own family, he will be indignant, he will be angry, he will resent his weakness, maybe he will do everything to rescue them, but in other words, it is his own civil war, his own people kill his own people, and he also killed 40,000 Han people, but he just sat here quietly, looking at the sky, doing nothing, very ridiculous, isn't it.

Jiang Hong wanted to smoke at this time, although he only smoked in his previous life, and he didn't have an addiction to smoking, but he just wanted to smoke one, empty his mind, and escape for a while, because he was just a small chief, because he couldn't do anything, because he didn't want to bury his uncertain future, because there were still tens of millions of people in the entire Han Dynasty, and 40,000 deaths were nothing, and the proportion was only one in 500 percent.

Thinking about it this way, I am quite selfish, for myself, I didn't even try it, 40,000 people and 1 person, who to choose, although not necessarily, or basically can't save those people, but such a multiple-choice question, I didn't hesitate to choose myself, cowardly, selfish, I'm just an ordinary person, I'm not Dong Cunrui, not Huang Jiguang, not even Wei Gong Shilang, I don't have such a high ideological consciousness, I don't sacrifice myself to save the idea of others So, I really 。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 What about selfishness.

Damn, Lao Tzu must find tobacco in the future, why do you want Nima so much, Jiang Hong said secretly in his heart.

patted his face vigorously, returned to the camp tent and washed his face with a basin of water, saying that he had a lot of wounded soldiers under his command, and he should be more or less concerned about it, which can be regarded as winning people's hearts, making up his mind, Jiang Hong forced himself to put on a smiling face, after all, a smile can shorten the distance between people, Jiang Hong remembered that there was a text in the primary school Chinese textbook that said so.

The next day, the bloody gas in the air still lingered, and Jiang Hong didn't go to the place where the prisoners were killed to take a look, he was afraid of having nightmares.

Because the top attaches great importance to Bocai's head, and Bocai has been fleeing for two days, the Han army can only speed up the march, but due to the existence of wounded soldiers, so there are all kinds of inconveniences, after the two upper echelons exchanged ideas, it was decided to leave most of the wounded soldiers, with most of the able-bodied soldiers to pursue Bocai.

Since more than half of Jiang Hong's men were wounded soldiers, although they left the wounded soldiers to recuperate in the city, they could not all leave the wounded soldiers, so Jiang Hong and several other commanders who had injured most of their subordinates stayed, because most people understood that only with the large army could they have soup to drink, and there was no fart left, so for a while, Jiang Hong became one of the upper echelons of the Central Army in Changshe City.

In addition to Jiang Hong's many wounded soldiers, he also has plans to stay, in this era, it is the idea of most people to follow the top to have a way out, but Jiang Hong is different, he has his own plans.

That night, Bocai's 200,000 troops were wiped out, in addition to the battle dead and prisoners, nearly 80,000 people escaped, even if Bocai collected most of them, there were still tens of thousands of remnants distributed around Changshe, Jiang Hong fought this part of the remnants of the army's idea, how can it be refreshing to eat a big pot of rice together, isn't it.

There are four tun chiefs left in the city, and there are about 1,500 soldiers left in the city, but there are 900 wounded soldiers, and the sound soldiers under the four tun chiefs add up to only 600, some people will ask, at this time, there are so few troops in the city of Changshe, what if the yellow turban attacks the city again, in addition to the yellow scarf is already a plate of scattered sand, the guerrilla is scattered, there is no possibility of attacking the city at all, and most of the 1500 wounded soldiers are lightly wounded, and they can also pick up arms to fight at critical moments.