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Zhang Bao held the female wall and stood on the head of the city, looking back, the county seat of Quxian County had been ambushed under the iron hooves of the Yellow Turban Cavalry, the resistance of the Mifu soldiers and diners was still continuing, and the fierce battles were still staged in the streets and alleys of the city, but Zhang Bao knew that these rabble could no longer set off any storms.

"Lord, the four gates are already under the control of our army!"

"My lord, the county government has been breached."

"My lord, the remnants of the enemy in the city have been basically cleared."

"Lord, Mi Mansion has been breached! Mi Zhu and Mi Fang, the heads of the Mi family, have been captured by our army. ”

The battle report was sent to the city tower like flowing water, and in less than two hours, the private soldiers formed by Mifu with huge financial and material resources have disappeared, how can these rabble, who have never been on the battlefield, be the elite opponent of the Yellow Turban who have been killed for a long time?

"Okay." Zhang Bao struck the knot and said, "Bring the Mi family brothers up." ”

"Yes."

The little school who came to report snorted, turned around and walked away, less than a cup of tea, the Mi brothers were escorted to the city tower, at this time the Mi brothers had their hair in a messy bun and looked sad, this was only half a day's work, the brothers became someone else's prisoner from the master of Qu County, and the huge gap made the two of them want to die.

Zhang Bao's gaze fell on the Mi family brothers like a knife, and said coldly: "The two are Mi Zhu and Mi Fang?" ”

Mi Zhu sighed and was silent, but Mi Fang arched his hand mechanically, and said astringently: "Mi Fang has seen General Digong." ”

The corners of Zhang Bao's mouth suddenly bloomed with a faint smile, and he said to the Mi brothers: "Two, this general has something to ask for, I don't know if I can agree?" ”

Mi Zhu was silent, Mi Fang looked at Brother Nai, and said astringently: "General, please speak." ”

Zhang Baodao: "Sister Ling is naturally beautiful, delicate and lovely, this general wants to accept her as a concubine, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

This is a complete nonsense, Mi Huan has become Zhang Bao's woman as early as last night, and it is no longer a matter whether Mi Zhu and Mi Fang agree or not. Mi Zhu's expression was miserable, but Mi Fang smiled awkwardly, and reluctantly said: "Sister She's can win the favor of the general, that's her creation, how can the next brother not allow it." ”

"That's very good." Zhang Bao hugged his fists and said with a long smile, "In this way, you and I have become in-laws, hahaha." ”

Mi Fang said: "Don't dare." ”

Zhang Bao's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and said with a smile: "This general is the most important flesh and blood affection, and I really can't bear to let my sister and the two brothers be separated by thousands of miles, and suffer from that longing, so how about the two brothers who have Lao moved their family business to Youyou?" ”

"This~~"

Mi Fang was stunned when she heard this.

Zhang Bao was indifferent, and said in an unquestionable tone: "This matter is decided." ”

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The morning sun is rising, and the Tiger Prison Pass, known as the first Xiongguan, is still bathed in the thin morning light.

The black-pressed Yellow Turban soldiers sat in a neat row next to the inside of the women's wall, quietly eating breakfast.

For breakfast, there was only a thin bowl of porridge and half a small piece of wheat cake, and two soldiers were carrying large buckets and distributing them quietly along the city tower, no one made a loud noise, let alone looted, compared with the scene of the 80,000 Tuntian soldiers in the camp in the Guannai who were chaotically looting and looting, the military discipline of this group of soldiers at the head of the city was obviously much stricter.

"Titicaca~~"

In the dull footsteps, a majestic figure walked out of the enemy tower, the tall body is like a pine on a high mountain, stubborn and tenacious, let it be blown by wind, frost, rain and snow in every way, it is difficult to impress it, and the demeanor reveals a heroic spirit.

This person is Gao Shun, who was praised by Zhang Bao as the first soldier!

As soon as Gao Shun's figure appeared, the soldiers near the enemy tower stood up one after another, looked at Gao Shun with respectful expressions, and said respectfully: "General." ”

"Hmm."

Gao Shun nodded, stretched out his right arm and patted a Yellow Turban soldier on the shoulder, and continued to move forward proudly.

"General!"

"General!"

"General!"

As Gao Shun's footsteps advanced, more and more Yellow Turban soldiers followed and stood up.

In the end, all the Yellow Turban soldiers on the city tower straightened their chests, and thousands of pairs of eyes focused on Gao Shun in unison.

No one forced them to do this, and it was not etiquette in the army, but these Yellow Turban soldiers respected their generals from the bottom of their hearts, and when they were training in the Northland, they used to hate Gao Shun and scolded him behind their backs. But when they arrived on the battlefield, they realized that what the general said was true.

Only by sweating more in peacetime can we shed less blood in wartime.

"Brethren!" Gao Shun jumped onto the battlements, raised his thick arms, and said loudly, "It's dawn!" The enemy will soon be attacking, and a fierce battle will follow, with many brothers killed! This breakfast may well be the last meal of your life. It stands to reason that General Ben should give you good food and drink, but now, General Ben can only say sorry. ”

There was a mountain wind howling by, the dark flag at the head of the city crackled, and the city tower was filled with a depressed and cold atmosphere, at this moment, the eyes of all the Yellow Turban soldiers were extremely cold. Only Gao Shun dared to mobilize the army under his command like this before the war, and if he changed to other armies, he was afraid that his morale would have fallen to the bottom before the war began.

"I won't say much about other generals, I just hope you can remember that you are a soldier!" Gao Shun's tone suddenly turned stern, and he said quickly, "You came to be a soldier just to have something to eat, but this meal is not so delicious!" When you were in the Northland, General Ben gave you many chances, but since you chose to stay, then you have become a real soldier! As a soldier, you should have the consciousness of a soldier! ”

"Escapees~~ Slash!"

"Smell the drums and don't go before~~ Chop!"

"Those who don't retreat~~ Chop!"

"Those who don't save when they die~~ Chop!"

"Those who spread rumors and disturb the morale of the army~~ behead!"

"Those who collide with the officials and disobey the orders~~ behead!"

"For the sake of the general, you can't bravely move forward~~ slash!"

Accompanied by the cold and ruthless voice of the military horse, the eyes of all the Yellow Turban soldiers became cold, and the cold morning breeze subsided. The so-called sticking out the head is a knife, shrinking the head is also a knife, this is the fate of a soldier, and it is also the consciousness that a soldier should have.

If you die on the battlefield, you can at least win a place on the meritorious monument, and you can exchange for your wife and children's food and clothing.

"Yellow Turban military regulations, if you have a mistake, you will be punished, and if you have merit, you will be rewarded!" Jun Sima's voice fell, and Gao Shun roared in a scorching and fierce voice, "If you can fight without dying, kill the enemy on the battlefield, and make great achievements, then it won't be long before you will stand here and lecture the soldiers, you are the general!" ”

There is no soldier who does not want to become a general, and the title of general has unimaginable allure for a soldier.

The red sun rose in the east, sprinkling the brilliant golden light on the city tower, illuminating the clear black eyes of the Yellow Turban soldiers, and Gao Shun's words were a fire, igniting the fanatical fire in the heart of the Yellow Turban General.

An excellent commander, after strengthening the determination of the soldiers under his command to die, must also arouse the enthusiasm of the soldiers to fight bravely to kill the enemy, otherwise, this army can only be a group of dead soldiers who regard death as nothing on the battlefield, and cannot become a group of warriors who terrify the enemy!