…… But what does this have to do with the Han Chinese?

Under the light of the torches, the children, who were skinny but nimble, ran to the soldiers and knelt down cautiously, stretching out their hands to beg for the piece of bread.

Their kneeling motion was stopped by the soldier with a non-state accent, who smiled and compared the wheels beside him, and the children with mud-covered faces immediately ran over obediently and lined up.

At this time, the wheels were not as good as those of later generations, and they looked about one meter three or four, and a few children were not as tall as the wheels, so the soldiers broke the cakes and handed them to eat.

What about the rest of the children? Why don't you give them food to those who are taller than the wheels? 】

She asked in a trance, and then it seemed as if a very familiar voice answered her.

[Guess what the pit outside is for?] 】

[Isn't that the purpose of collecting the remains of our army's fallen soldiers? 】

[How many casualties were killed and wounded in this battle, you know in your heart, think about it again, do you need such a big pit? ] 】

If the corpse is displayed, the Beijing view will be built, and it will be a place to hide the corpse, so as to show the merit of eternity.

Her soldiers were waiting for her order, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow.

- She has such a good reputation that she can calmly kill some of them, such as more than 2,000 strong people, and let the rest of the old and young go, and the Xianbei people have been afraid of her since then, and the Han people still respect her and love her.

- What's the trouble with her killing those people? If she doesn't kill them, if she leaves them behind, more than 10,000 mouths, that's the trouble!

- It's just like killing a pig, and she doesn't have to do it.

- like killing a pig!

The little gentleman continued.

"Do you think, if we are peaceful and the border army is strictly organized, can treat them with courtesy, and can do business with them fairly, and are willing to accept them to come to the Central Plains, give them land, and teach them to open up wasteland, can't they be like Fox Lugu and be loyal to the Han Dynasty?"

"If so, if it's like this—"

Zhuge Liang sighed, "If you are like Huan Ling, a villain, a distant virtuous minister, or even a tyrannical Qin, and pay as many taxes as cattle hair, causing the people to be poor, the Han people will also wrap up the yellow scarf." ”

He seemed to convince Li Er, but he didn't seem to convince him.

Because there is a premise for all this.

The Hu people advocate strength and discriminate against the weak, and in order to co-opt them, they need to constantly win battles.

- Is there an undefeated general in the world?

One soldier suddenly noticed a man standing in the shadow under the torch.

How did he get into the camp? Didn't he get informed? Is he a spy?

No.

The man didn't move. He was silent, he seemed to have no temperature, his face was so pale, hidden in the darkness, not like the face of a living man, nor like the face of a dead man.

Is that the messenger of Tarzan?

Some soldiers suddenly had such a fearful thought in their hearts, and they had all heard many anecdotes, saying that in those places where many people died, or where many people were about to die, perhaps on the battlefield, or in villages where a great epidemic was about to start, there would be ghosts.

- Whose life is he here to take?

The soldier's heart lifted, and he touched the hilt of the knife at his waist, but there was a tremor in his voice!

"Who?!"

The man walked out, and the soldiers were taken aback.

"General!"

Lu Lian's expression seemed to be in a dream, she seemed to be looking at them, and she seemed to be looking farther away, she was so cold, and it seemed that she was about to burn in the next moment!

But that trance-like, tangled, anguished face eventually turned to them.

"I'm not going to lose."

She whispered, as if not to anyone at all, but to herself.

"I can't, I shouldn't, I won't, I won't execute them outside of the battlefield."

Chapter 396

It is not easy to spare the lives of those Xianbei people.

They don't understand the language, culture, customs, and laws.

She always felt that she had no power to take away their lives, but the harsh reality was that if she could not turn them into commoners who could be easily managed by the officials in the rear, she had no right to let them live.

She thought secretly about the people around her.

This matter is not suitable for Zhang Liao and Zhao Yun, they are pure military generals, but at the same time they are very resourceful, which is true, but they have both fought with the Hu people for many years.

Especially Zhang Liao, since he can remember, he has been stumbling with Hu people in Yanmen, and he should not be looking for him.

"Mr. Sima Zhongda, please come to the tent with the fox-fox Bochan."

She never ate at night, and the banquet in the army only shook once.

Now I feel quite hungry when I return to my tent, and I also let people touch two cakes, but fortunately, Xiao Er and Xiao Wu are still quite smart, in addition to wheat cakes, I don't know how to bring a bowl of broth there, steaming, sprinkled with a handful of green chives.

So when Sima Yi and Hulugu entered the camp, they saw such a snoring Lu Lian.

She put the soup bowl down and wiped her mouth with her sleeve, "I have something I want to ask you two to help." ”

Sima Yi bowed, and then said politely, "Who is this Lang Jun?" ”

She just wanted to speak, but Hulugu answered by herself, "Liu Bao in Xia Bingzhou, the word Bo Zhen, and now he is serving under the account of General Liu Xuande." ”

Sima Yi suddenly introduced himself gently, and then turned his gaze to her.

"What does the unknown general inquire about?"

"I want to send those Xianbei people to Xuzhou as quickly and efficiently as possible," she gestured, "what can you do?" ”

Hulugu, who was born in the Southern Huns, blinked and began to think.

Sima Yi, who was born in a family of scholars in Hanoi, asked, "What the general refers to as 'how fast and good the province' must mean that if you want to place those Xianbei prisoners properly, there should be more prisoners to send away, the time should be fast, and the soldiers used should be few, and the consumption of grain and grass should be a province." ”

She nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, that's what it means." ”

The young gentleman nodded brightly, "What is the unknown language?" ”

"Has the general recorded the prisoners?"

"The number of men, women, approximate age, the number of infantry, the number of horsemen, these are all recorded," she said, "and the language is not clear, and the rest of the general affairs cannot be entered so clearly." ”

Sima Yi thought for a while, "What about the head man?" ”

"The headman?" She repeated, stunned, "I can't see it." ”

In fact, she didn't even know if there was a leader among the captives. There were indeed many people, but the language was not understood, and it was already dark when I entered the camp, so I looked at the light of the torches, and I only felt that every Xianbei person was dirty.

It is also possible that the officers among them can judge by the horses they rode and the knives they wore when they were captured, how to find the leader?

- Will you pull it out for a lap tomorrow?

She looked at Hulugu, so Sima Yi also looked at Hulugu, and Hulugu pondered for a while.

"It's not difficult," he said, "and I'll find them tomorrow." ”

Before dawn, she had already come to the prisoner camp again, and when the soldiers who had changed shifts saw General Xiao Lu coming, they hurriedly stabbed their companions with their elbows.

When she came to the camp last night, her face was so pale, as if she was sick, that she was not worried, but today she still seemed a little haggard in the morning light.

As if they hadn't slept well, they muttered quietly, but what would the general have on his mind?

When the captives were pulled into the open field, she ordered a team of guards to go over and separate the captives into teams.

It took some time, because they could not understand the Chinese language, and when they saw such a battle, some of them began to cry in horror, and soon there was a lot of crying, so the guards had to spend a little more time intimidating and pacifying.

There were also a few non-chasers among the guards, but their level was uneven, so by the time the captives had been divided, the sun had fully risen.

She had the kung fu to glance at Sima Yi.

Today's Sima Yi is also dressed in a half-old Ge cloth straight jacket, wearing a small crown on his head, stepping on clogs, and wearing jade ornaments on his waist.

…… It seems to be slightly powdered, which is weird.

When she looked at Sima Yi, Sima Yi also looked at her and lowered her head very respectfully.

Fox Lugu stepped forward and shouted loudly.

The Xianbei people seemed to be in an uproar, and then began to peep at each other and talk about it.

The expressions on their faces were very complicated, some were afraid, some were afraid, some were surprised, and some were cautious.

But at last a ragged man stood up and pointed at someone and said something loudly, and the man he pointed at turned around and cursed, and someone around him was about to rush over and beat the man who dared to point his head with his hand.

The scene was a little chaotic, but when the guards stopped it and someone handed it a piece of wheat cake, the identification became very fluid.

When it comes to the soldiers who were actually captured, there were actually more than 2,000 people, but there were more than a dozen leaders here, some young and some older, probably related to Xianbei customs, and none of them were over fifty years old.

…… It really took her by surprise.

In the sunlight, the clothes of these leaders are clearly visible.

At first glance, none of them were dressed in splendid costumes, no different from the miscellaneous slaves, but on closer inspection, some of the clothes were silk, but they had only writhed hard in the mud and could not see the color;

Some of the clothes were coarse and linen, but the skin under the linen cloth was strong, and at a glance you knew that there was no shortage of meat;

There are also some who are dressed very badly, not to mention the lack of clothes, and they know that they rub themselves in the mud, and there are blood scabs everywhere on their bodies, which can be called a model of ruthlessness, but as long as the soldier steps forward and pulls, it is a string of brilliant gold jewelry and jade that never knows which part of the body falls.

…… Particularly embarrassing.

The little leader of Xianbei who had leaked money immediately knelt on the ground, with tears in his eyes and a pleading in his mouth.

He spoke for a long time before the fox deer girl said a word to her.

"This man is willing to sacrifice all his possessions, his sheep, his horses, his slaves, to his general, so that he himself may be a slave of the general."

She opened her mouth, closed it, and opened it again.

"He wants to redeem his life," said Fox Lugu again, "he says he has a lot of money." ”

…… It's useless to have money, is there food?