Zhuge Liang frowned and thought for a while.

Although it is a bit bad to say this, the imaginary enemy who made this batch of crossbows is the Jizhou army...... Or the equipment level of the Qingzhou Army, that is, most of the soldiers in the first row wear armor and even hold shields.

…… Is he stupid and misunderstood?

"Hu people don't wear armor,......" the young gentleman asked very seriously, "what to wear?" ”

"Wear tattered fur." Tai Shi Ci said contemptuously.

The little gentleman stood there stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until Tai Shici lightly put the light crossbow back in the box and signaled the quartermaster to take it away carefully for safekeeping, Zhuge Liang asked again.

"Has the general seen those Hu people?"

Tai Shi Ci smiled and nodded.

"What kind of people are they?"

"The bandwagons who have no fixed place to live and plunder everywhere?" Tai Shi Ci said, "Ru Mao is just a wild man who drinks blood. ”

The cartload continued to pull into the camp, and the general was about to end the conversation and go to other military affairs, when the little gentleman suddenly asked again.

"When we are ready to fight in the coming days, what should our army do with those prisoners?"

If the Xianbei were defeated in a battle in which they were outnumbered, and were led away by an enemy army far outnumbered of them, until their morale collapsed and they fled, what would the Han army do with them?

At the foot of the hillside, which was named "Nagasaka Slope" by the land hanging fish, such a one-sided massacre was going on.

The leader originally had the strength to fight, if he distributed the spoils of this road to those small tribes, if he always kept vigilant, let the soldiers remain vigilant, if he could boost the morale of Zhao Yun at the first time when he rushed into battle, maintain the front line without chaos, block the impact of the cavalry on the opposite side, and divide his troops to resist the trapping camp attacking from the rear in the next battle - he could indeed win this battle.

But there are no "ifs" in war.

When he was knocked off his horse by a single shot, the Xianbei army fell into an irretrievable rout.

Even if his retinue risked his life to carry him back on his horse, he would no longer be able to continue commanding.

As a result, the Bingzhou cavalry that came to reinforce really turned into a group of sheepdogs, constantly shooting those cavalry who wanted to escape, and hunting those infantry who wanted to escape.

The Bingzhou cavalry, like the White Horse Yicong, had incomparable experience and talent in fighting the Hu people.

They were originally soldiers trained by the Han Dynasty to defend the frontier from the Hu captivity.

When a cavalry of more than 100 people desperately protected the leader and fled, the remaining Xianbei people who were constantly being shot finally dropped their weapons one by one.

When Lu Hangyu arrived, the battlefield was already soaked in blood.

Countless Xianbei people—many of them in their arms, still holding the beautiful clothes cut out of the Han women's weaving—lay quietly at the foot of the Nagasaka slope.

But there were many more Xianbei people kneeling there, not daring to move, and when they heard the sound of horses' hooves and raised their heads in fear, she was shocked to find that many of them were crying like children with dirt and blood on their faces.

- What is she going to do with them?

As the sun set in the west, the sergeants in the battalion ran out and watched in amazement at this spectacular scene.

On this plain, countless people rubbed shoulders and toes against the heels of others, slowly converging on this military camp.

There are the iron horsemen of the state, and they are singing loudly in the dialect of the state, and the song is heroic and loud;

There are white horses from Youzhou, who seem to be not to be outdone, and also sing a song in the army loudly in response;

Even the soldiers who walked behind, trapped in the camp, sang along;

…… What's that song? Someone asked curiously.

So someone immediately replied: It was a song handed down in the army, singing Dou Bodu's military exploits.

In fact, it is a bit incorrect, because Dou Xian is a general who was killed in the end because of arrogance...... But so what?

First the battle Ji fell down the mountain, and then took Yiwu, surrounded Heyunbei at night, led more than 8,000 troops out of Jinwei Mountain, went to the plug for more than 5,000 miles, the Northern Xiongnu were defeated, and Mobei was empty!

After the defeat of the Northern Xiongnu, the Southern Xiongnu had to rely on the power of the Han Dynasty today! Only then can there be more than 100 years of peace in the Han Dynasty!

These three armies were separated by a mile or two from each other, and apart from the flags and scouts, only the impassioned singing of the three armies floated back and forth on the plain on the banks of the Yellow River.

And beside them, there are Han civilians supporting each other, and they are also walking in the direction of the military camp;

Some Xianbei prisoners were bound by ropes and were also walking in the direction of the barracks.

Gradually, they gathered into many rivers and poured into the great camp on the bank, so that the people had no time to sit there and look at this amazing and exhilarating picture, and they had to hurry up and enlarge the barracks a little, and enlarge it a little more!

…… Sima's convoy also returned to the camp in the evening.

Scared Lu Hangyu by surprise.

The old Sima who was the leader did not sit on the carriage anymore, but was helped off the horse by his children and grandchildren.

The rod of gold and silver was gone, not even the crown on his head, and his hair was gray and unkempt, and he was so embarrassed that he seemed to be rolling in the mud.

Zhong Sima and Xiao Sima are also this grizzled appearance, not only is the previous demeanor gone, but when they come to her camp gate, it seems that everyone wants to cry at any time.

…… But they didn't cry, but whispered to her in shame that they had met the Xianbei people in front of them, so they had to return.

…… She saw it and nodded that they could stay next to the barracks without worrying about security.

…… Then Zhong Sima wiped his tears, led a group of little Sima to thank her, and then hugged the old Sima and left.

But I don't know if it was because she wasn't paying attention to them, and they thought it was because of her indifferent attitude or because of something else, she saw a few of them secretly stabbing Sima Yi.

This time, Sima Yi's face was not powdered, but he just lowered his head and wiped his face with his sleeve, and then stepped forward and bowed to her very respectfully.

"I am ashamed to have been favored by the general many times, if the general does not give up, I will serve under the general's account, and I will be in front of the general's horse——"

She looked at Sima Yi, who was stiff from head to toe, and even her neck was not so flexible, and felt a soft and gentle sympathy rise in her heart.

"It's all right," she said kindly, "you can come and go as you want, I won't laugh." ”

Sima Yi's face, which had been deliberately wiped clean, suddenly turned green.

"The general is not disgusted!"

…… How can that! She hurriedly waved her hand, and just as she was about to come up with a few more nice words to appease him, a scout Pegasus passed through the gate and entered the Chinese military camp.

"General! Puyang has a letter! ”

Qianman's division of troops went around to the east of Puyang and threatened Cangtingjin, so Zhang Miao wrote to her, preparing to lead his troops to support the defenders of Cangtingjin.

Theoretically speaking, the more than 10,000 troops are Zhang Miao's, but in fact, she is just a military consultant, so Zhang Miao has no problem taking the troops wherever she goes.

But she still hurriedly wrote a reply letter, persuading Zhang Miao that if she had to send troops, it would be best to let Zhang Chao go.

…… After all, the lower limit of Xianbei people's combat effectiveness is indeed quite low, but if one accidentally breaks out the upper limit, Zhang Miao or Zang Hong are a little hanging, and this matter must be made clear to Zhang Miao.

After Lu Lian received the urgent report, he hurriedly walked away, leaving Sima Yi there, it seemed that he couldn't leave, and he couldn't stay.

But he was a calm man after all, and he walked to the gate by himself, chatting with the soldiers while looking at the slow crowd outside the gate.

"It was a big win." He sighed deeply, "I have captured so many prisoners. ”

"Our General Xiaolu is invincible in the world!" The soldier immediately said loudly, "There are also General Gao, General Zhang, General Zhao, ......."

Sima Yi seemed to want to laugh a little, but finally nodded, "Yes, yes, but with these captives, they can't be sent to Cangtingjin in a hurry, how to deal with them?" ”

Is there so much food in the camp?

He looked at it with great eyes, and the teams gradually became clear from far to near, and every face and expression in the team became clear.

There is a big difference between the hairstyles of those Han people and the Xianbei captives, but judging from the faces alone, they actually look similar;

From the point of view of clothing, the Han people mostly wear kudzu cloth, and the Xianbei people wear leather clothes, but in fact, there is not much difference, because they are all the same tattered, the same clothes do not cover the body, and the same emaciation;

Judging from the expressions, the difference is huge, the Han people have scolded, some pointed, some couldn't help but go up to punch and kick, and were separated by the soldiers, while the Xianbei people always cowered and lowered their heads, bringing each other's bodies closer, pitiful.

While Sima Yi was watching this scene, there were other people on the arrow tower who were also watching this scene.

That person was wearing a small crown on his head, wearing a straight sleeve with arrows and arrows, and cloth boots on his feet, looking like an authentic Han military general, and even his name was Han Chinese, so no one cared about him.

It wasn't until Lu Hangyu came out of the Chinese military tent again, handed the letter to the messenger, and asked him to hurry back to Puyang that he noticed that there was still a Sima Yi standing at the gate.

"Sima ......," she called out hesitantly, "Sima Zhongda? ”

"General." Sima Yi turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

"What are you looking at, sir?"

"Now that the general has collected so many displaced people, I am afraid that the military rations are not very abundant," Sima Yi said with emotion, "What does the general want to do with these prisoners?" ”

Dispose of these captives...... She didn't think about it.

But Sima Yi continued casually, "There is a plan below, I don't know if General Kenna is there?" ”

"The captives?" Tai Shi Ci frowned, "What's the use of asking those Hu people to be prisoners?" But if they are given a life, and flee back to the borders, they will come again in a year's time. ”

"Why?" Zhuge Liang asked.

"It's cold in the north, and in the event of a natural disaster, those Hu people can't support themselves, and will only go south to plunder, as is the case with their tribes, and the clansmen also blindly cling to the leader and do not resist."

The little gentleman frowned and pondered, "Is it because they can't support themselves because the farm tools are not good enough?" ”

"They will go south to plunder, just because the great Han Tianwei is not enough," Sima Yi smiled, "If I garrison the border, not only should I kill all the strong men in the captives, but I will also send light horsemen to the grassland from time to time to kill a group of young men every year, and then they will no longer be able to go south." ”

Chapter 395

INTERVIEWER What should you do when you can decide the lives and deaths of more than 10,000 people?

In this world, in this era, in this environment, if you decide on their "death", you have no pressure.

They are a bunch of dirty, savage, cruel, cunning beasts, they don't have the same language, the same language, the same customs, you don't even know if they have a love or hate, whether a commendable civilization has developed within their population.

They are enmity against the people whom you have sheltered.

You see your people crying because they have survived again, crying because their relatives around them can no longer be together, crying because their homes have been destroyed, and when they go to the barracks and see the flags that are hunting in the wind, those flags with red borders, which signify the Han army, they fall to their knees in the dirt, hoarse, beating their chests and weeping bitterly.

Unlike some of the delicate and subtle expressions of the Sima family, you know that the heart-rending cries of the people are real.

It's true.

Since the siege of Gaozu Baideng, the Han Dynasty has fought one after another protracted large-scale wars with the surrounding alien races, and behind those battles that are famous in the history books, there are countless blood and tears of Han people who have been looted and killed.

- So, why didn't you kill those captives?

The young man from a famous family was still smiling at her.