The family members actually have no choice, Yang Qi may still have hope if he doesn't die, but if he dies, it is equivalent to cutting off their back road.

It is true that they can, as Yang Qi said, fight to the death in exchange for the safety of their families. But it is also death, in a state of sobriety, without anyone instigating, when they realize that they can fight with the Yang family in turn, and what they get is not only freedom, but even some land, and even can't really spell out a prince, then as long as they are not stupid, they basically know how to choose.

Not to mention, in this battle, the Yang family's family and the temporarily recruited militia were almost lost. Originally, according to the idea of the head of the Yang family and Yang Qi, they would do their best to fight, and after obtaining meritorious service, they would either continue to mix meritorious deeds, or they would take advantage of the record of defeating Bocai, make do with becoming an official, and then rely on the strength of the family to improve step by step.

In other words, these family members are basically regarded as disposable by the Yang family. supplies, dead or alive, it doesn't matter. After that, they will either be eliminated for the most part, and the elite three or four thousand will be selected to form a real army, or they will all be disbanded. No matter what the result is, it will not continue to drag down the logistics, otherwise even if the head of the Yang family is rich, it is impossible to really form a force of 30,000 people and supply them all the time.

In this year, with a scale of more than 10,000 people, except for idiots like the Yellow Turban Army, only a state-level existence like the imperial court can support them.

As for the time when a certain imperial uncle raised his army, with the support of Su Shuang and Zhang Shiping, as well as the support of Zhang Feipo's family, he was able to pull up a force of 500 people, and they were all infantry. It can be seen how much the Yellow Turban Army's daily consumption will be with hundreds of thousands of troops at every turn.

This is also the relationship between the Yellow Turban Army that can only keep fighting, rarely resting and rarely training. Rest and recuperation is a waste of food, and military training also requires a large amount of food, and they simply do not have so much surplus food for them to consume.

After recruiting the family to surrender, Fang Yun also came to Bo Cai.

"Good job, but unfortunately, I can't put all 30,000 people under your control." Bo Cai patted Fang Yun's shoulder with satisfaction, but he said a piece of news that made people not very happy.

It's just that Fang Yun is also mentally prepared for this, after all, his identity is a captain at this moment, and he was promoted from a small soldier in less than ten days. If he is a lieutenant and directly commands an army of 30,000, how will the veteran Zhao Kai deal with himself?

When the time comes, I am afraid that everyone will suspect that this is Bo Cai's favoritism and reuse his disciples.

If this kind of idea is fermented over time, it is impossible to say that there will be cracks in the feelings between the generals. The most important thing is that the veteran general will be dissatisfied with Fang Yun, and even fall into the well at a critical moment, which is not a good thing for him.

In the final analysis, the Chinese tradition is that status is often made by qualifications, rather than being able to easily rise by virtue of meritorious service. If it rises too fast, others will be unhappy, and if others are unhappy, it is easy to have problems.

"My subordinates understand!" Fang Yun smiled and didn't show dissatisfaction.

"Work hard, our Yellow Turban Army doesn't take your resume very seriously, as long as you are willing to work hard, what should be given to you will be given to you. Now, even for your own good, I can't bring you 30,000 troops. However, out of these 30,000 people, you can choose 2,500 soldiers first. At the same time, I will also satisfy you as soon as possible! Bo Cai was very satisfied with his performance, people at the age of weak crowns are often very impulsive, but Fang Yun showed a steady and calm beyond this age.

"Thank you for your love!" Fang Yun bowed his hand and thanked him.

"Haha, I'm your master, who do I take care of if I don't take care of you? How do you say 'what is inside', if you are talented, I will naturally not bury you! Also, you're a lieutenant, and you're a real officer. Later, when he saw me, he called himself the 'last general'. Bo Cai smiled, patted Fang Yun's shoulder again and said.

"The last general understands!" Fang Yun thanked him again.

After a few simple greetings, Fang Yun did not delay, and went directly to the prisoner camp, specially selecting prisoners between the ages of seventeen and thirty-five, but it also took an hour to select 2,500 people.

A few days ago, he was still the commander of a hundred people, but he didn't expect that his command had increased 25 times in a blink of an eye. If you count from before the crossing, a white-collar worker who can be pinched to death by the leader at any time, to a captain who now has the power to kill 2,500 people, it is even more dreamlike.

Thinking about it, there is a little bit of providence to make people, and at the same time, I have to sigh that in the end, it is the Yellow Turban Army, and promotion is fast.

The previous weapons of these captives were all returned to them, all the standard spears, after the formation of a phalanx of 2,500 people, it was also a bit of a long spear, and I still felt a sense of accomplishment.

The thirty recruits who followed him earlier and were still able to fight, according to Fang Yun's meaning, had already turned into officers. These brethren who followed themselves from birth to death deserve the glory that is rightfully theirs.

"Boss, I, Li Daniu, am now considered a captain?" Li Daniu, as the only remaining team leader, was naturally promoted to 500 people in the unified song of the commander. At the same time, this song is still Fang Yun's direct army, just because Li Daniu is straightforward but a little flustered, in terms of personality, it is very similar to the description of Xu Chu in history, but Xu Chu is a tiger idiot, but he is a flute.

Such a guy, at most, is on a rampage, completely ignoring strategy, and letting him lead an army alone is simply irresponsible for the lives of the soldiers. The most suitable thing is to put it by your side, and let yourself point out where to fight, so that it is safer.

Remembering that he still had Yang Qi's martial soul in his hand to use, Fang Yun instinctively didn't plan to use it himself. After all, the system said that everyone can only fuse martial souls three times in their lifetime, so this kind of wild history-level martial soul is not worth wasting a place on him.

But if it is given to Li Daniu, it is obviously even more wasteful, after all, Yang Qi is in the administrative department, and he is better at governing than fighting. Li Daniu is a pure warrior, but he is very bad at dealing with literary affairs, and Yang Qi's martial soul is a waste to use on him.

Zhang Tiedan's words may be okay, at least he has a little brain, but it's a pity that he has already died......

"Work hard, practice more when you have time, and don't forget what I said to you!" Fang Yun admonished with a smile.

"Boss, I know, it's the phrase 'sweat more in peacetime, less blood in wartime', right? Da Niu, I know, I've been practicing hard these days, haven't I survived? It's like Zhang Tiedan's guy, the completion of the target counts, and the result is gone. Li Daniu was still excited, but when it came to Zhang Tiedan, he suddenly became a little sad.

Although I haven't known each other for a long time, I have eaten in a pot and trained soldiers on the school field, but I didn't expect to cultivate a little comrade-in-arms, and the person is gone.

"It's good to know, go down and rest, and we're about to set off before we can get ready. In addition, pass on this sentence, as long as it is my soldier, as long as it is a soldier trained by my soldiers, you must remember my sentence! Fang Yun patted Da Niu's shoulder, and then said to him very seriously.

"Whoa!" Li Daniu replied solemnly, and then suddenly made up his mind that he must carry out this sentence!

The placement of the elder brothers was easy, and in less than three hours, the officers and officers were basically appointed.

But as a lieutenant, it is naturally impossible to just appoint these lower-level officers. Reaching this level, there will also be some deputies. After all, this is a large army of 2,500 people, and naturally it cannot be maintained by only large and small officers, and there is only one lieutenant, but there are so many people to manage, and one person can not manage it.

However, the biggest problem now is that there are very few literate people in the Yellow Turban Army, and it is impossible to find all the deputies. Don't say that he can't do it, even Xie Ran can't do it, not even a general like Zhao Kai.

Now Gong Cao is engaged, the book Cao is engaged and the marching master is directly under the jurisdiction of Bo Cai, and only the three of them plus more than 50 rough writing Hanmen manage the whole army, Bo Cai is also helpless about this, but who makes talents not enough?

As for the military cao, it is easy to rely on the core of the soldiers to act, which is why the soldiers often come down to patrol, because each of them also serves as a military cao in this position.

Fang Yun was also thinking about whether it would be better to follow the crowd, so that at least he could save some effort, and he didn't need to have a headache about talents.

But after thinking about it, in the future, I will either be alone. Standing up, or being promoted to a higher level, one day it will involve this issue. In this way, the earlier the appointment will benefit.

It's just this person who knows how to write...... Just when he had a headache, a familiar figure came from outside the camp.

"Brother Fang, it's time to eat!" Xie Niu'er and a group of healthy women from the family camp came to the camp with the corn that had been prepared, but she herself came to Fang Yun happily.

Watching herself grow up since she was a child, like her brother Fang Yun, unconsciously grew to the same status as her brother Xie Ran, Xie Niu'er was naturally very happy at the moment. I can't say, there is still a little bit of a little daughter's idea in it, which is insignificant.

But he didn't want to, her appearance made Fang Yun's eyes light up, according to his memory, when Xie Niu'er used to work as a helper for the teachers of the township school, she seemed to have learned a lot of knowledge, in terms of literacy rate and cultural level, it is impossible to say that she is higher than Xie Ran...... Or...... Fang Yun smiled, and suddenly had a slightly deviant and very bold idea.

P.S: Rolling coquettish for recommendations, all kinds of ...... Poor and pitiful......