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Cheng Yuanzhi's face was a little embarrassed, and he said with a smile:

"My lord, the young and strong people here were dragged out by the humble job, and they were almost killed by you in the end!"

"That means. Blame me?"

Angrily glaring at this guy, Qin Feng rubbed his temples and asked:

"I feel like you have [-] Yellow Turbans, and only about [-] can fight?"

"more or less!"

Scratching his head, Cheng Yuanzhi explained with some embarrassment:

"My lord, this team is purely pulled together by me and Deng Mao. It is basically composed of farmers who have just put down their hoes."

"Originally, our plan was to train soldiers here, and then go to fight Zhuo County, but we didn't expect it."

Although Cheng Yuanzhi didn't finish his sentence, Qin Feng also understood what he meant, and couldn't help but smile and said:

"This is God's will!"

"Besides, Zhuo County is so easy to fight? If I didn't stop you, you would all die there!"

"???"

Cheng Yuanzhi looked bewildered.

"how come?"

"Before the humble job, I have had people go to inquire about it. The entire force of Youzhou is concentrated in the border area."

"In Zhuo County, there are only one or two thousand defenders if you die, isn't it easy to take down?"

Chapter 9 Qin Feng's Decision

"You are so good at inquiring, why didn't you find out where we came from?"

After giving this guy a disdainful look, Qin Feng didn't bother to talk to him, and directly ordered:

"Except for the four thousand young and strong, the rest of the Yellow Turban soldiers were disbanded on the spot, and each of them was given some money and food. Let them go back separately!"

"what?"

Hearing what Qin Feng said, Cheng Yuanzhi scratched his head, and asked hesitantly:

"My lord, how appropriate is this hair?"

"How much?"

Qin Feng frowned, looking a little hesitant.

How does he know this?

He is an otaku who just traveled from the later life, how could he have come into contact with these things!

"Yuanzhi, how much did you send before?"

"This."

When Cheng Yuanzhi heard the words, his face showed embarrassment, and he said in embarrassment:

"My lord, this. We haven't posted it before!"

"Right."

Seeing Cheng Yuanzhi's embarrassed expression, Qin Feng suddenly patted his head, feeling a little confused.

The current Yellow Turban Army is in the stage of rapid expansion, how could it be possible to consider these?

"That's it!"

After thinking for a moment, Qin Feng looked up at Cheng Yuanzhi and sighed:

"Yuanzhi, go get someone to count first, and see how much food, grass, gold and silver are left in Anping City!"

"If there are too many, then take half of them and distribute them as money!"

"half?"

Cheng Yuanzhi's eyes widened, seeing that Qin Feng didn't seem to be joking, he hurriedly advised:

"My lord, there is not much food in Anping City, if we give half of it to them, then what shall we eat?"

"Although our food is not much, it is enough."

Looking up at Cheng Yuanzhi in front of him, Qin Feng's face was serious, and he said in a slightly low voice:

"They're different."

"Once they are deported, they will have no source of livelihood, and in the end they can only starve to death on the streets."

"That's more than 2 old and weak women and children, and they are all brothers who once followed you."

"You, don't you feel guilty?"

"I."

Cheng Yuanzhi blushed, hesitantly, and finally gritted his teeth violently.

"My lord, I made a mistake, I'm going to organize people to distribute things!"

"Is that right!"

Standing up, Qin Feng stretched out his hand and patted Cheng Yuanzhi's shoulder, resisting his distress and saying:

"Hurry up, you just need to finish this matter today, as for the next thing, let's talk about it later!"

"Follow your orders!"

After a respectful promise, Cheng Yuanzhi didn't write any more, turned around and left the prefect's mansion.

after all,

Not only did he have to count food, grass and money, but he also had to distribute things to those 2 people.

Even if someone helps, it is not an easy task to finish it in one day!

……

outside the city.

The original camp of the Yellow Turban Army has now become a camp for prisoners of war.

Lin Ergou, who was disarmed, sat on the ground blankly, looking at the sky with numb eyes.

He is waiting to die!

Ever since he put down his hoe and followed General Tiangong to revolt, he had a premonition that such a day would come.

It's just that he didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

but,

Lin Ergou didn't regret it.

Rebellion?

There is no one who is not dead!

The only pity was that he was about to die after eating a full meal for a few days, and he felt a bit at a loss.

"Brother Ergou. Are we going to die?"

Sitting next to Lin Ergou was his fellow villager, a kid who was only 15 years old.

At this moment, this little kid has shrunk into a ball.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Looking down at the little boy, Lin Ergou said in a cold voice:

"Afraid of death, why are you righteous?"

"Didn't you say that you can have enough food here?"

The little kid rubbed his belly, looking a little aggrieved.

He is different from Lin Ergou.

Lin Ergou came here on his own initiative, but he was fooled into coming here.

"You!"

Lin Ergou shook his head and sighed:

"In the next life, try to have a good pregnancy. Even if you can't be a rich man, don't be born in troubled times."

"So we're really going to die."

Perhaps knowing that the result cannot be changed, the little boy's expression became much calmer, and he said a little lonely:

"I'm not afraid of death, it's just that I haven't found my parents yet, so I'm not reconciled!"

"..."

Lin Ergou was silent.

As a fellow villager, Lin Ergou of course knew that the little boy's parents had long since passed away.

but,

He can't say it!

Because, this is the only hope that supports the little kid to live.

when~

when~

when~

Just when the atmosphere fell into silence, bursts of passionate drums sounded in the barracks.

"gather!"

"quick!"

"Go and stand!"

With the shouts of officers and soldiers, the yellow turban soldiers who had gathered together in a mess quickly lined up.

"Hey. It's Master Qu Shuai!"

Looking at Cheng Yuanzhi on the stage, there was a hint of excitement on the little boy's face.

"Brother Ergou, Master Qu Shuai is here, don't we need to die?"

"Is he handsome?"

A mocking smile appeared on Lin Ergou's face.

"He is not handsome now!"

"Didn't you hear?"

"He has surrendered to the Eastern Han court with his men, and now he is also a running dog of the court."

"what?"

The little boy was a little dumbfounded.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why is it okay for the boss to surrender, but they surrender, but they still have to wait here to die?

Chapter 10

When Cheng Yuanzhi was in the barracks, he was giving severance pay to those Yellow Turban soldiers.

Qin Feng, who stayed in the prefect's mansion, also faced a difficult choice.

where to go next

Should he continue to be the captain of the guard and escort the Zhen family's caravan back to Wuji?

Or lead the soldiers to go to various places to pay off the Yellow Turban Army?

After some careful thinking, Qin Feng found sadly...