In the prisoner of war camp, the insurgent soldiers of the insurgent army are guarded at three steps and one post at five steps, and they are particularly well guarded.

A group of unkempt, blood-stained Imperial prisoners of war were sitting around in a dejected manner, looking weak.

A day ago, they were still part of the Empire's elite legion, but they didn't expect that the situation on the battlefield would change rapidly, and nearly 40,000 elite soldiers would be almost wiped out.

And in just one battle, they were reduced to prisoners, and in the face of an unknown fate, they seemed terrified.

"Will the thieves let us go?"

Seeing the grim-faced rebel guards around them, these prisoners of war looked very uneasy.

"I heard they haven't kept any prisoners yet."

"I don't want to die......"

"I still have a seventy-year-old mother and children at home, and what will they do if I die."

"Now it's just fate."

"Don't make a noise!"

While a few Imperial prisoners of war were whispering and worried about their fate, one of the rebel defenders rushed over and punched and kicked him.

Soon, these Imperial prisoners of war were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and the rest of the Imperial prisoners of war dared not speak out.

Because they have now become prisoners of war, their fate is in someone else's hands.

The so-called people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and in the face of an unknown fate, they appear restless and restless.

The two sides were originally mortal enemies on the battlefield, although the soldiers of the imperial army became prisoners of war, but the soldiers of the rebel army still did not give them a good face, and beat and scolded them at every turn.

Li Cunyi was one of these captured Imperial Army soldiers, who was originally a general in the third battalion of the Lianzhou Provincial Garrison Corps.

Compared with the rest of the pessimistic and disappointed prisoners of war who were waiting to be killed, Li Cunyi did not give up.

He had been observing the situation around the prisoner of war camp, and had already gathered a few capable prisoners of war, preparing to wait until night before escaping.

In Li Cunyi's view, the rebel army will not spare the imperial prisoners of war, and they will not escape death if they stay here, so they can't sit idly by.

Just as Li Cunyi was looking around to observe the situation and prepare for the escape at night, Yang Qi, surrounded by Wang Wei and others, arrived at the prisoner of war camp.

"Dashuai!"

Seeing Yang Qi coming, a hundred people in charge of guarding the prisoner of war camp quickly stepped forward to salute the army.

And those prisoners of war also saw the arrival of Yang Qi and others, and they became restless one by one, thinking that they were here to kill them.

"Be honest!"

The surrounding rebel guards saw the restless Imperial soldiers and immediately punched and kicked them to stop their restlessness.

"How's it going?"

Yang Qi walked towards the prisoners of war and asked the hundred generals who were guarding.

"Back to the handsome, with me, they can't make any waves." Sun Jie said with confidence that because of the battle of the Kyoto Canal, he had brilliant achievements and was already qualified for a thousand households and a battalion general.

"Marshal, do you let the recruits train in batches, or do you want to mobilize a group of elite archers?"

Sun Jie asked Yang Qi as he walked, and he thought that Yang Qi had also come to execute prisoners of war.

"Keep these prisoners of war, don't kill them."

Yang Qi glanced at Sun Jie and spoke.

"Huh?"

"Ah, why? To let go of these elite soldiers is to let the tiger go back to the mountain! Wang Hu added.

"Marshal, these miscellaneous pieces of the imperial army have killed many of our brothers, so we can't spare them." Sun Jie was anxious and hurriedly spoke.

"They did kill many of our brothers, but don't we kill many of them as well?"

"Besides, they are also carrying out military orders, and the blood of our fallen brothers must be recorded in the Emperor's account."

"But ......"

"There is nothing but, they are all from poor people, when will they be retribution?"

"How long have they been hungry?"

Seeing Sun Jie, who was speechless, Yang Qi asked.

"I haven't fed them since they were caught." Sun Jie said angrily.

"Command them at once, and prepare food for them."

"This ......"

"Execute the order."

"No!"

Although Sun Jie was extremely puzzled, since it was Yang Qi's order, he still gritted his teeth and carried it out.

Soon, Yang Qi walked up to these captured Imperial Army soldiers, and when he saw their panicked looks, he also sighed in his heart.

If they didn't have themselves, I'm afraid that the fate that awaited them was only to be slaughtered, and this time I broke the convention of killing prisoners, hoping to kill less and fight for more vitality.

"Let them assemble!" Yang Qi ordered.

"No!"

"Get up, get up, stand up for Lao Tzu!"

Driven and pushed by the rebel guards, the hungry prisoners of war were gathered together.

There were about 1,000 of these prisoners of war captured by them, and they were all strong and strong warriors.

When they saw Yang Qi, most of them were full of hostility, and some of them were full of fear and fear, thinking that they were going to be killed.

"I'm Yang Qi, the commander of the rebel army."

Yang Qi asked people to move a bench and stood up on it himself, so that he could look at everyone condescendingly, and let them see himself.

After hearing Yang Qi's self-introduction, these prisoners of war also looked at each other, not knowing what medicine was sold in his gourd.

"I'm here today mainly to announce my decision on your treatment!"

After hearing this, many of the prisoners of war felt hopeless, and their panicked worries finally came.

"According to the custom, you are the lackeys of the Empire, and you have killed many of our brothers on the battlefield, although you have laid down your arms, you will not escape the blame, and you will be killed all!"

"But!"

When these prisoners of war were agitated, Yang Qi's words suddenly changed.

"I read that you also have wives and children, and you are also involuntary in carrying out military orders, I have decided to pardon you!"

"Now, you don't have to be put to death!" Yang Qiao looked around and announced.

These prisoners of war were desperate and worried just now, and when they suddenly heard this, they were stunned, and their faces were full of disbelief, and they thought that they had heard it wrong.

"Not only will you not be put to death, but I will give you free choice!"

"Now I give you two choices, first, join my command, and follow me to fight in the future, I Yang Qi eats meat, and I will never let you drink soup!"

"There is another option, which is to lay down the arms, disarm and return to the field, go home, and don't give your life to the Imperial Army."

As soon as Yang Qi finished speaking, the prisoners of war immediately turned their heads to each other, and they didn't believe that the rebel army would be so good.

But what Yang Qi said in person made them have to believe it, because the choice has already been said, and it is up to them how to choose.