Three Kingdoms

Fei Qian did not enter the city, but set up camp outside Linjin City.

All the houses in the city that were still intact were vacated to accommodate the wounded, and as the commander-in-chief, Fei Qian, after patrolling and appeasing them, went to set up camp outside the city.

Taken together, Linjin City has been besieged for nearly ten days. During these ten days, the bloody and decaying smell of the wounded corpses, coupled with the lack of a perfect sewer system in the city, and the fact that the god of death was always hovering around, The smell full of death lingered in the city until Fei Qian completely defeated Yang Jun, removed the threat, opened the city gate, and resumed normal life. These smells were full of death and decay. It seemed that he was gradually reluctant to leave.

It was like dozens of mice died in the ventilation duct at the same time. The smell of death and decay lingered in the house. Even if the windows were opened, it still made no one feel comfortable. The same was true for Yang Jun. .

One moment it seemed that he could take over Linjin City life and death, but in the blink of an eye he became a prisoner. Such a change in identity was a huge gap and a helpless choice.

When there was no hope of victory or an opportunity to escape, Yang Jun finally chose to surrender and gave up resistance after seeing his infantry formation falling apart.

Defeat was certain, and it was only a matter of time before they continued to resist. What's more, when Zhao Yun and Gan Feng pierced Yang Jun's infantry formation like sharp swords, the sharp sickle blade of the god of death seemed to have reached Yang Jun. The cold breath between his neck almost made him unable to think, let alone how much courage he could muster to resist.

As for escaping, do infantry want to outrun cavalry in a relatively flat area like Linjin City?

In the end, Yang Jun only had to gamble.

Bet that Fei Qian will not kill you.

But when the choice was handed over to Fei Qian, Fei Qian was also a little embarrassed.

Yang Junneng could come here either through Tongguan or Pujin Ferry, but no matter which route he took, it was not good news for Fei Qian.

Of course, if it was just to attack the enemy, then trapping and killing all Yang Jun and Yang's soldiers would be the simplest and most direct choice.

Anyway, on the battlefield, being kind to your opponent is also cruel to yourself. From this perspective, there is no problem, just kill. Just like after the Battle of Guandu, Cao Cao killed 70,000 Yuan troops, including Not all of them may be decent soldiers on the battlefield...

On this issue, Fei Qian suddenly understood why Cao Cao chose to kill in the first place. Because at that moment in history, Cao Cao had no second better option besides killing.

Yuan Shao's soldiers, whether they are regular soldiers or civilians, are naturally from Jizhou, Hebei. Even if Cao Cao forcibly recruits them, there is still no chance that they will surrender to the enemy at the call of a local accent, not to mention that Yuan Shao was just After a disastrous defeat, Jizhou and Youzhou were still under his control. Although Cao Cao won the victory, he also had no financial strength to use for the attack. He did not even have the surplus to provide some food and grass to support these surrendered troops, so he only had You can go down a road.

But now...

Were Fei Qian himself and Cao Cao in the same situation in Guandu?

Fei Qian stood on the slope and was thinking about it when he saw Xu Shu slowly walking over accompanied by several guards.

After a simple wash and repair, Xu Shu still could not fully recover from the fierce battles for several days. Although he seemed to be in good spirits, his face was thin, his face lacked color, and the fatigue showed in his bones. , Fei Qian couldn't help but worry whether Xu Shu would have any post-war syndrome...

Fortunately, at least from Fei Qian's point of view, although Xu Shu was tired, his waist was still straight.

By the way, did those guys in history have any post-war syndrome? Zhuge burned the vine armor soldiers to death and needed to temporarily heal himself with human-head steamed buns. So Zhou Yu ordered the burning of 100,000 Cao Cao's troops, and then died of a recurrence of his old injuries. Is there any connection between this?

Fei Qian's thoughts were unusually active, and even he was clearly aware that such jumping and somewhat chaotic thoughts seemed to be a side effect of the war. After the stimulation of adrenaline subsided, my hands and feet began to sweat and become cold. Although it was not yet night, I still felt a little cold under my armpits and back when the evening breeze blew. I couldn't help but tighten the cloak and wrap myself up even tighter. Some.

"I have met the king." Xu Shu cupped his hands and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Thank you Yuan Zhi." Fei Qian returned the half salute to Xu Shu, and then said straight to the point, "If you call Yuan Zhi over here, you need to count the damage, and secondly..." Fei Qian looked at the guard Yang. The direction of the handsome soldiers turned around.

Xu Shu nodded, was silent for a moment and said: "We have been fighting against Jin for several days. The city is riddled with holes. About two thousand soldiers were killed or injured. It can be said that the casualties are heavy. Even the people in the city have suffered countless losses..."

Xu Shu's voice was low. Although he did not use any tragic adjectives, a sense of sadness lingered in the short paragraph, just like the Linjin City in front of him. The ruins were unbearable to look at.

The sun has set low in the west of Luoshui, dragging the mountains into long and short shadows under Linjin City.

Several hundred cavalrymen, their armors stained with blood, were divided into several teams. On the one hand, they were patrolling to maintain order, and on the other hand, they were supervising the group of Hong farmers brought by Yang Jun who had just surrendered. They were cleaning the battlefield and restraining themselves. corpse.

The corpses of the Huns and refugees in the trenches must be cleared out and then transported to the lower reaches of the Luoshui River for unified burning. Those who belong to the order of soldiers who conquered the west must have their nameplates removed. After counting, they must be transported to the nameless village ten miles north of Linjin City. In the mountains, they were buried together.

Fighting side by side during life and sleeping in the same cave after death, I hope these soldiers will not be alone on the road to death...

The scouts who had been sent out had come back to report. Huchuquan saw that the situation was not good, so he no longer lingered or looked hesitant. Even the Fei submarines showed some signs of fatigue, and there was no sight from the rear as expected. The remaining reinforcements, Hu Chuquan and the Southern Huns soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit, did not even have the desire to look back for a second, and went straight north. It seemed that they would not have any thoughts about Linjin City for the time being.

"The city wall is damaged, but it can be repaired later," Xu Shu said slowly, "It's just that the fertile farmland around here will probably be gone this autumn..."

Fei Qian was silent.

But this time, Linjin City did suffer huge damage, not only to the people of Zuo Fengyi inside and outside the city, but also to the people who were either driven away or brought here by Huchuquan Yang Jun and others. Like a ghost, it seems that if the night wind gets stronger at any time, the candle of life will be blown out, and the soul is lost and the eyes are empty.

When the soldiers brought by Fei Qian took out a small amount of food, started to set up a bonfire on the bank of Luoshui River, and found some good and bad pots and cauldrons to start cooking some food, the expressions of these wandering common people gradually began to change. His activity became more intense, and he began to turn his attention to the pots and cauldrons cooking food on the flames from time to time.

During a fierce battle, people often forget everything, and even forget to think, and just fight with instinct like wild beasts. It is not until the end of the battle that they remember that people still need food and grass.

The soldiers who originally guarded the city in Linjin City were also sitting by the bonfire, sitting together with Fei Qian's reinforcements, but no matter who they were, they seemed to have lost the strength to speak now, and just sat silently, using the warmth of the flames. To dissolve the ice in your heart. Some of them didn't even take a few mouthfuls of food before falling into a deep sleep. If their comrades hadn't been watching over them, they might have fallen into the bonfire.

This battle in Linjin City was too brutal for both the defenders and the people.

"I'm thinking about whether to kill all these Yang soldiers..." Fei Qian stared at the frightened Hongnong soldiers who were tied up in the distance, and said slowly to Xu Shu, " If he were a civilian, Zuo Fengyi would also have abandoned acres of land, and he could still leave some substantial villages behind, and these Yang soldiers..."

Of course, some of these soldiers of the Yang family may have been recruited by Yang Biao and others, and they are not completely inseparable from Yang Biao and the Yang family. But the problem is that in this era, Fei Qian cannot identify those who are just mercenaries. , those are related households.

Maybe it can only be done like Cao Cao did in history?

It is impossible to stay anyway, because if they are private soldiers of the Yang family in Hongnong, it means that these soldiers must have family members in Hongnong. There is no way they will assist Fei Qian wholeheartedly. Maybe they will be sent to the battlefield. It is quite possible to create a drama of mutiny on the battlefield.

If you can't take it back, it's useless to raise it. Sending it back as it is will undoubtedly increase the power of the Hongnong Yang family. So what else can you do besides killing it?

Xu Shu, who looked slightly haggard, also turned around and took a look. Looking at the ruined Linjin City, even though Xu Shu had a strong mind, he couldn't help but feel a little alienated from this world. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then turned his gaze. He placed it on the surrendered prisoners, then pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, if you don't want to kill, you can..."

Fei Qian turned his head and looked like he was listening.

Xu Shu said slowly: "Your Majesty, now that the Yang family's soldiers are here, Tongguan Pass has probably been lost... If this is the reason, Yang family is asked to exchange the pass for someone..."

"Exchange someone for someone else?" Fei Qian frowned and repeated.

Xu Shu nodded.

Fei Qian thought about it for a moment, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Xu Shu's suggestion was a stroke of genius, so wonderful!

To Fei Qian, these soldiers of the Yang family are like waste. Before the complete fall of the Yang family, they will not be used at all. At most, they will serve as laborers, building roads and mountains, etc., but they have to be guarded, which is more or less not worth the gain. , not as useful as the slaves of the Hu people, so if it can be exchanged for Tongguan, it can be regarded as a use of waste.

Furthermore, killing prisoners is ominous.

This is not pure superstition, but once a prisoner is killed, if his general is accidentally defeated, it is very likely that he will be retaliated by the enemy, and the execution on the spot will be irreversible. And from another perspective, Killing prisoners also means that in future battles, the probability of the enemy resisting to the death is increased.

Surrendering would mean death anyway, so why not take someone to support you? Therefore, trapping and killing surrendered prisoners is basically a double-edged sword. While cutting others, it will also hurt yourself.

At the same time, this is also a psychological attack strategy. Fei Qian can even guess Yang Biao's embarrassment and embarrassment after receiving the news...

Even if we take a step back, Yang Biao is determined not to exchange. When the news spreads, will these prisoners of war and the soldiers and generals under the Hongnong Yang family have any idea?

"Good!" Fei Qian decided immediately and raised his voice, "Come here! Bring Yang Jun and Yang Jicai!"

The armor that Yang Jun was originally wearing was no longer known to have been taken away as a trophy by the soldier who conquered the West. Even the brocade robe that was originally worn under the armor was also missing. Only a middle coat was left. She was shivering in the evening breeze. Her original elegant appearance was gone, and she looked like a refugee. Her thin middle coat could no longer see much of the previous white color, but was stained with yellow mud and black blood, and her hair was messy. , in a state of embarrassment.

"Oh, how could you treat Brother Ji Cai like this! Why don't you get a certain robe and put it on Brother Ji Cai!" Fei Qian saw Yang Jun's appearance and quickly ordered, his tone was like a friend he hadn't seen for many years. Kindness.

"..." Yang Jun glanced at Fei Qian, bowed his head and said thanks, "...Thank you, General Zhengxi..." Although Yang Jun also knew that Fei Qian was pretending to be like this, he at least said that Fei Qian was not He didn't have any intention of killing himself, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted this charter, and he felt a little more at ease in his heart.

But what Fei Qian said next, who was smiling, shocked Yang Jun.

"...What?!" Yang Jun swallowed hard, "Exchange prison terms for people?"

"Exactly! It is said that God has the virtue of good life..." Fei Qian still smiled and said, "A certain person was a minister in the same dynasty as Duke Yang. We have always been on good terms with each other. We have no grudges at all. Why should we fight with each other? This time Ji Cai led his troops. , but it was caused by the slander of an adulterer, and he reined in his horse in the face of battle. This kind of friendship is evident. Now I invite Jicai to come, and it is a letter from Lao Jicai, stating the reasons before and after, and reporting it to Duke Yang. At home, we can turn conflicts into friendship, isn't it beautiful?"

Yang Jun stared at the smiling Fei Qian, but he was not happy at all. After a long silence, Fang said hoarsely: "If...if a certain letter is useless..."

Fei Qian still smiled and said: "How can it be useless? Everything in nature has a purpose. If it is useless...hehe, hehe..."

A gust of night wind came, and Yang Jun felt chills all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave...