It was now dinner time, Yang Wei ordered the army to camp outside the city, and Zhao Yun took a hundred soldiers to escort Zhang Rang and Yang Wei into the county seat of Beiping. The county town was undefended at all, and the city gate was opened, and they went directly into the city.

The people all looked at them with some blankness, and when they saw that they were the officers and soldiers of Dayue, they looked at them without any expression, and they did whatever they had to do, without any panic or fear. They don't have anything left to make others look at, what are they afraid of?

The city is also very calm, and there are no bloody episodes such as bullies and gangsters bullying people. In the city, as outside, except for the old man and children, there are some women who are rough and look at their appetites. The restaurants and inns on the street are closed, and only a few shops selling groceries are still open.

Zhang Rang had a dark face on the side, and kept muttering and scolding, "Damn the yellow turban, the yellow turban that should kill a thousand knives!" and something like that. Yang Wei smiled dumbly, it is estimated that this person is not happy when he thinks that there is no place for dinner tonight and he will sleep in the camp at night.

At this time, several people had already walked in front of a mansion of considerable size, and saw that the gate there was open, and there were dried blood stains on the door and the stone steps in front of the door, and when they looked in from the gate, it was a mess, and it was obviously looted. Seeing this scene in the city, Yang Wei lost interest and asked Zhang Rang, who was also eager to return to the camp now.

Yang Wei walked around the city with a large number of people, and after doing nothing, he returned to the camp. Guan Yu looked at the gloomy faces of these people who could drip water, and didn't dare to ask anything.

Yang Wei also had a gloomy face, thinking differently from others. If the Yellow Turban is slaughtered by Huangfu Song like in history, it will not be easy for Jizhou, Yuzhou, and Jingzhou to regain their vitality, and it is estimated that it will be delayed for at least ten years. Moreover, since the unification of Dayue, there has not been any major war at all, and even between Dayue and Qin, it ended in the surrender of Qin.

Therefore, the population base of Dayue is much larger than in history, and the scale of the war in this Yellow Turban Rebellion is also much larger.

When Yang Wei thought of this, his heart was like grass growing in his heart, and he couldn't sit still anymore. He wanted to rush to Luoyang as soon as possible, ask for the next holy decree, and must not let Huangfu Song go on a killing spree.

Yang Wei opened the tent and came out, just as Zhao Yun was arranging a guard affair nearby, Yang Wei asked Zhao Yun to call Guan Yu, Zhang He, Ma Jun and Qiu Liju into the tent.

Yang Wei said: "The form of Jizhou is not optimistic, we must speed up the march and strive to reach Luoyang as soon as possible." Guan Yu and Zhang He should be loud, only Qiu Liju was full of bitterness, they were prisoners who were deprived of horses, and they relied on two legs to walk, how could they keep up with a four-legged horse!

Qiu Liju said to Yang Wei tremblingly: "Captain Yang, of course it wouldn't be a problem if we had a horse, but now we Wuhuan people are all walking on two legs, even if we want to, we can't get up fast!"

Yang Wei frowned, it's not that he hasn't thought about this problem, but it's impossible to get rid of this burden now, and the emperor is still waiting for him to sacrifice his prisoner in Luoyang. If there was no such thing, he would be eager to dig a pit now and bury all these Wuhuan people in one go, the surnames of these Wuhuan people are not as important as the surnames of Yue people.

Fortunately, he took Ma Jun with him this time, and he called Ma Jun into the tent just now, just for this matter. He instructed Ma Jun: "Tonight, you will design a simple carriage for me overnight, the simpler the structure, the simpler the production, the better, and separate the parts needed to make the carriage."

Qiu Liju, mobilize all the Wuhuan soldiers for me tomorrow, and divide as many groups of people as you need parts, each group of people will be responsible for one part, and there will be a group of people to cut down trees and assemble them. When the carriage is ready, we will pull you away.

Guan Yu, Zhang He, our people just watch them do it, they will be comfortable in the car in the future, tomorrow let them be tired for a day, Qiu Liju, you have no opinion. Try to make more carriages out, and the more you do, the more relaxed you will be when you ride, and if you make only one, you will stuff all your 30,000 men into one carriage. ”

The next day, under Yang Wei's order, a large area of woods turned into flat land, and rows of carriages appeared outside the camp. If this was in Yang Wei's previous world, Yang Wei destroyed such a large area of forest resources, and maybe how many netizens would criticize him. However, now people still wish that Yang Wei would cut down more trees, so that they can have more fields to cultivate, so that they will not have to burn the wasteland.

When the Wuhuan soldiers first heard the news, they didn't believe their ears, there are such good things in the world, most of them grew up on horseback, but they have never been in a carriage, I heard that it is very comfortable to ride in a carriage, and only the old men with money and status in the Central Plains can afford to sit down, and the Wuhuan soldiers are desperately busy all day.

These Wuhuan soldiers knew that the more carriages they built, the more comfortable they would be in the future. After Ma Jun's report, Yang Wei learned that more than 800 carriages had been built that day. The structure of this car is very simple, two wheels, an axle, a large wooden board is laid on it, and there is a circle of handrails on the wooden board for people to grasp during driving, so as not to be turned out of the car.

The Wuhuan soldiers rushed to work overnight, and made two hundred carriages, which was enough for a thousand. In the early morning of the third day, Yang Wei instructed that four horses pull a car, and then change it after half a day. The army set off again, but the captured Wuhuan soldiers all got into the carriage, while the soldiers of the Yang family army became horsemen.

The Wuhuan men were also uncomfortable, and from time to time they could see the Wuhuan soldiers who did not grasp the handrails being flown out. At the end of the day, the Wuhuan soldiers were all as earth-colored, and they couldn't eat anything for dinner, and the Wuhuan soldiers who were bumping on horseback from childhood to adulthood actually got motion sickness!

Now let them choose, they would rather have a two-legged horse than stand on the cart again. They all swore that they would kill them in the future, and they would not stand on the carriage again, and they would never ride in the carriage again for the rest of their lives. But their identity is captive, and if they don't want to go, they have to go. As a result, the next day, the soldiers of the Yang family army used weapons to catch up with the car like ducks.

The Wuhuan soldiers were impressed when they saw Zhang Rang also climb into the carriage every day, and they were all impressed when they saw Zhang Rang's thin body suffering this kind of crime every day, and they were even willing to do it, he was simply the best man in the world. In fact, Zhang Rang is comfortable, how can Zhang Rang's car be the same as them.