Regardless of that era, power is the basic guarantee of the right to speak. Of course, there are many kinds of power, such as combat power, wisdom, power, interests, and so on. Lao Luo can use the most proficient, only combat power, this kind of lowest level of power is the best in this era.

Although he didn't talk to Li Deming for long, Luo Kaixian knew that Li Deming had no choice.

Because the fate of the party is Li Deming's fatal shortcoming, unless he would rather die and give up everything he carries.

But who will die if they are alive?

Since Li Deming did not go on a hunger strike to seek death, Lao Luo is convinced that he will never have suicidal thoughts again, and Lao Luo's purpose is not the motivation for Li Deming's life?

The reason why he left without saying a few words was just because Lao Luo gave Li Deming a buffer time to think carefully, and the result would not change much.

With Li Deming as the intermediary medium, it is equivalent to Lao Luo having more than sixty percent confidence in controlling the Lingxia region, and as for how to subdue the party members in the future, it has become a trivial matter.

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At this time, the position of the beast pen is busy, the garrison camp has 2,000 soldiers stationed here, and at this time people are constantly coming out of several animal pens, next to Li Zheng and a few people are asking something, next to them is the military police of the military justice department to distinguish one prisoner by one, and near the river, dozens of prisoners were driven down the river to bathe, their tattered clothes were thrown on the fire and lit, and another person was cooking porridge in a cauldron - these prisoners have not eaten water for at least two days, and they can't eat greasy things.

Farther away from such an assembly-line-like operation, Li Nie, Du Ne, and Dou Mill looked at the busy people talking and laughing, waiting to pick someone into the workshop.

"Alas, San Lang is really ruthless, these descendants are hungry and weak." The older the old man Li Nie gets, the softer his heart becomes, and he stared at a dozen Han people who had just taken a bath and were drinking porridge.

"Big brother, this is not right, there is no mercy on the battlefield, and it is already General Luo's mercy to be able to spare the lives of these people." Dou Mo next to him refuted in a rough voice, in fact, he had some ideas about arranging for the prisoners to enter the workshop, but he didn't know how to speak.

"You old stunned man is always called General San Langluo, and you are not afraid to give your juniors a birthday." Du Ne, who has always acted as a peacemaker among his own people, joked that the three of them are about the same age and have been friends for many years.

"Afraid of what? Lao Dou is an old army, or an old army who can't stand the pickled snack, although Luo Jia Saburo is young, but he is more knowledgeable and courageous than us, how can he not be called Lao Dou? If it weren't for him, we, tens of thousands of young and old, would still be offering offerings to foreigners in that place in Sylvan! "Dou Milling is a cannon barrel temper, and he can choke people when he speaks.

Fortunately, the people who can be here are all old brothers for many years, and they are also familiar with each other, and no one has any opinions on Dou Miao's words, but after listening to this call, even Li Tan has an indescribable joy, and a sense of pride that cannot be spoken to others - this is the son-in-law of our Li family.

"I can't say you stupid! I asked you to come to help, look at which one is honest and willing to work, suitable for working in the workshop, don't let the door panel of the Cheng family pull people away! Du Ne still looked smiling, and pulled Dou Mo to admonish.

"Brother Du, just look at it, with my old Dou here, Cheng Xiaozi dares to come and rob people?" Dou Mill lined up his chest and promised.

On the other hand, a series of screening procedures are being carried out step by step.

"Corn Philo, what do you people say?" Li Zheng asked as he stared at the black turbans sitting on the ground under the animal pen.

"Steward Zheng, they are not all my kindred, they can be pulled out, I and Muniqi have already selected them, and the rest will be done according to the master's instructions, and Corn Philo has no objections." Wearing a brown linen robe, Su Mi Philo's face was very calm, and there were more than 4,000 people at the bottom of the pit-like corral, but most of them were people from the assassination department and the Bhazi tribe, and some of them were small tribes of the so-called Uyghur alliance, all of whom followed the Hassan clan of Qadir Khan, the khan in the eastern part of the Qarakhanid Kingdom. As long as he can follow Luo Kaixian, the master, and protect his clan, others are not worth his attention.

"Alright, Corn Philo, thanks for the help." Following Lao Luo to see a lot of cold treatments, Li Zheng had no feeling at all about the fate of the obsessed people in the beast pen, turned his head and thanked him, and then said in Turkic: "However, Su Mi Feiluo, your people can't stay together, it's best to join the garrison, you know, the general is very taboo to have someone colluding in private, do you understand?" ”

"Yes, yes, I understand, Zheng Steward, thank you for the reminder." Su Mi Fei Luo pinched a sweat in his heart, he pulled out a total of nearly seven hundred related clansmen this time, and wanted to ask Lao Luo to settle domesticated horses as expected, but after listening to this reminder, it suddenly dawned on him, in this team, even if the Han slaves who were rescued some time ago were dismantled and placed separately, how could they allow such a blatant small group as themselves?

The Turkic captives on the other side were more troublesome, but no one paid too much attention to their fate, Cheng Shouru personally led people to select prisoners, and those who converted and were willing to give in were pulled aside, and those who were stubborn and unable to communicate directly spoke with knives and guns. Of course, there aren't many of the latter, and those who want to resist resist when they were thrown into the pen at the earliest, and at this time they are still trying to do something, either stupid or muddy.

The simplest is actually the handling of prisoners of the Dingyan Army, although this part is the largest in number, these prisoners are also the most stable mentality, even those party members who have shaved the hair on the top of their heads Few dare to make trouble. It's not that these people have a good temper and are the most tame, but since the moment Li Deming led the crowd to escape, they knew that they had been abandoned, and the people who captured them were Chinese-speaking!

So although he was starved for two days, no one dared to act rashly. The Hexi region has been in war all the year round, and even if the guys who can follow Li Deming to fight are all elite veterans, they don't need to be reminded by anyone at all when to do what to do - bothering to dig a beast pen and imprison them is not a precursor to killing prisoners, most of the prisoners of the Dingyan Army are very stable, isn't it just a few days of hunger, and they can't die.

Don't say anything about torture of prisoners, there is no such concept at this time. Whether it was Rome in the West or Han and Tang in the East, after the battlefield, the fate of the captives was not good.

If the captives were honest, the Romans would hand over all the captives to the merchants, who would give them money to make noise with the soldiers, and if the captives were restless, the Romans would enforce their law of eleven killings. Later, after the rise of religion in the West, the Crusades would crucify all the captives on the roadside.

Changing to the East is almost the same practice, but the generals of the East do not value human life even more, except for the occasional auction of prisoners to the family, most of the time the practice is very casual, the benevolent will be incorporated into their own team, and the cruel ones will be directly killed, during the Warring States Period, Qin Wu Anjun Bai Qipit killed 400,000 prisoners of Zhao is the most typical record, and there is also the practice of killing all enemies and cutting off their heads to pile up Jingguan.

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It was already afternoon when Lao Luo came over to check the disposal of the prisoners, and after listening to Li Zheng's detailed report, he said very calmly: "Those stubborn Green Cultists have been killed, Lao Cheng, you look at the timing to do this, and then bury them on the spot, and let those prisoners who are full of food and drink do it!" ”

"General, there are more than 5,000 people, and they have been raised as slaves...... Cheng Shouru did not promise immediately, but said softly.

"The kindness of a woman!" Lao Luo scolded, turned to look around, and then said: "After the defeat of Hengluo, what happened to the tall and handsome Hexi army? If the people in the artisan battalion were not still valuable, I am afraid that they would also be killed, right? As for the slaves, it is inevitable that there will be people who will not open their eyes on the way east, are they afraid that they will not find anyone? Also, with these stubborn Green Cultists as slaves, who will be responsible for their future chaos and injuries? ”

"The last will obey, the general!" Cheng Shouru didn't dare to say more.

The people next to him were also frightened by Lao Luo's orders and reprimands, Heng Luosky is a scar in the hearts of too many people, and just like Lao Luo said, no one dares to guarantee that those things will not happen, so they are speechless.

After a while, Lao Luo felt that his tone was too blunt, so he explained, "I know that some people are worried that this kind of hatred will get deeper and deeper, but from ancient times to the present, is this kind of hatred still less?" Where are the Han people in Old Broken Leaf City? Where did the original Han people in Polo City go? We don't kill people indiscriminately, and those who surrender can be accepted, but none of this die-hard enemy can be spared! ”

There were not many people present, in addition to Olki and other personal soldiers, there were only a few people such as Li Zheng, Cheng Shouru, and Min Wenhou, and with Lao Luo's words, the breath of these people began to become heavy.

Lao Luo is also up to the point, even a soldier like Cheng Shouru still has the idea of a philistine, so it is impossible to expect everyone to have a decisive temperament at once. The current army is still very rough in his eyes, and if it weren't for the belief in returning home and sufficient supplies, it is estimated that this team will be no different from refugees. And if he wants to go further, what he needs is to walk steadily step by step, cultivate a group of people with the same beliefs, and then guide everyone in the direction he wants.

It is impossible to predict how long it will take and how much effort it will take, and all he can do is start from little by little.

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Sending everyone to continue to be busy, Lao Luo wanted to take a look around, but Li Zheng stopped him and said, "General, how many Han generals are among the prisoners of the Dingyan Army, do you want to see them?"

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