Woohoo~

Dong dong dong~

Outside the military camp, the horns sounded like the wind, the drums sounded like thunder, the flags were fluttering all over the sky, and the evil spirit rushed into the night.

Cao Xin was sitting on a tall horse, wearing silver bright light armor and a bright red cloak, holding a big iron spear. When the soldiers were arrayed, he waved his spear at the army and shouted,

"Set off!!"

Wuwuwu~ The departure horn sounded, and more than a thousand soldiers marched out of the military camp, escorting grain, grass, and equipment, and walked west to Nanyang.

On the roadside, many family members shed tears to see them off, and hung pancakes and dried meat on the soldiers' bodies. A large, shiny carriage also stopped on the roadside. The beautiful lady Liniang was leaning against the window, her mouth covered with a silk handkerchief, her eyes red.

Cao Xin looked back at Jade Lady Liniang, smiled slightly, kicked the horse's belly with his heels, and the black horse, which was as black as carbon, started running on the street, faster and faster, farther and farther.

Only a bright red cloak was left on the long street, fluttering in the wind.

Jade Lady Liniang looked forward with all her strength until the general's red cloak disappeared at the end of the street. The two women couldn't help being sentimental, hugging each other and sobbing.

After a long time, Gan Yuniang wiped her tears with a silk handkerchief and said, "Liniang, let's go back. The general is not here. We have to help the general guard his home and business, and don't let the general worry."

"Well, I listen to my sister."

Zou Liniang wiped her wet eyes and asked the maid to tell the coachman to go home.

"Get off and go back home!"

Dian Wei lamely climbed onto a horse and led a group of military guards to escort him behind the large carriage.

Dian Wei rested in Wancheng for some time, and his injuries improved a lot, but his arms and right legs were not convenient. Originally, he wanted to return to the Langya Army to fight, but General Cao asked him to continue to recuperate, at least for a year.

He will be allowed to return to the team only after he is completely recovered.

Dian Wei was a restless man, so he asked for a job as a guard to protect the general's family and the business of the merchant caravan. This job was easy and profitable, and was very suitable for recuperating from injuries.

In addition, his family has also moved to Xudu. His son Dian is now ten years old. He is mischievous on the street all day long. He doesn't study hard and doesn't practice martial arts. He really deserves a beating. He plans to spend a year to cure the boy's bad behavior.

Problem, let him know what a father's love is like a mountain.

Dian Wei smiled ferociously.

shelf!

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【End of battle】

[1000 versus 1000, big win, 500 prisoners, rating: normal, free attribute points gained: 0]

"0?"

"Then why are you running out here just to entertain me?"

Cao Xin curled his lips and cursed.

"General!"

On the road to Nanyang from the west, Liu Dashi, the commander of the baggage camp, whipped his fast horse and rushed to the rear of the army.

"Dashi, how is the situation?"

Cao Xin, who was holding the battle at the rear, asked.

"General, there are just more than a thousand blind yellow turban thieves who want to attack our Qiu Feng. The general will charge at them one by one and kill them until they cry for their fathers and mothers, and capture more than 500 prisoners."

Liu Dashi grinned with a dark face.

This guy is forty years old, short and stocky, with an ordinary face, like an old farmer in the fields. Liu Dashi was indeed a farmer in the past, but his family starved to death in the war in 1978. He joined the Yellow Turban Army with a hoe. Due to his natural strength

He was strong and brave in battle. After the death of Qu Commander Bu in Qingzhou, he was elected as Commander of Qu Commander in Qingzhou and set up camp in the Black Mountains.

Later, he met Cao Xin and saw that there was plenty in Cao Xin's village. Everyone had food to eat and clothes to wear, so he took the initiative to join him.

He was also the only one of the seven Yellow Turban generals under Cao Xin who surrendered without being beaten.

Liu Dashi had good fighting prowess. He could fight Dian Wei with more than twenty moves when he went crazy. He was also a very cautious person, so Cao Xin gave him the responsibility for the supply camp.

Hearing Liu Dashi's words, Cao Xin smiled and said, "I asked Xia Houyuan a while ago if the Yellow Turban Army in Yingchuan County was finished. Xia Houyuan said that it had been finished long ago. This Funiu Mountain is under his rule. Next time I see him, I want to

Embarrass him."

"Haha, General, most of the Yellow Turban Army are hungry people and they are everywhere in the villages on this mountain. As long as everyone doesn't have enough to eat, it's impossible for the Yellow Turban Army to finish."

Liu Dashi pointed to the rolling mountains and said.

Cao Xin nodded. He had many old Yellow Turban soldiers under his command. I heard that many Yellow Turban soldiers also hid a piece of yellow cloth at home after they came down from the mountain. As long as the famine breaks out again, they will wrap the yellow cloth around their foreheads again and become a Yellow Turban.

The Yellow Turban is both helpless anger and the only remaining hope.

"There are also Yellow Turbans in the mountains of Nanyang?"

Cao Xin suddenly thought of the mountains in Nanyang. There are Dabie Mountain, Tongbai Mountain, and Huo Mountain. The mountains are high and densely forested, which is suitable for bandits and bandits to be stationed.

"That's too much. At that time, Nanyang was also one of the areas with the greatest power of the Yellow Turban Army. Zhang Mancheng, the first Qu Commander, once led a hundred thousand Yellow Turban Army to sweep across Jingzhou and Yuzhou, and killed Chu Gong, the prefect of Nanyang. He was known as the 'God's Envoy'.

He was so powerful that he later died under the siege of General Zhu Jun and Nanyang Governor Qin Jie.

After Zhang Mancheng's death, Zhao Hong took over. After Zhao Hong's death, Sun Xia took over. After Sun Xia's death, I heard that his leader led tens of thousands of remaining Yellow Turbans into the mountains. In recent years, wars have continued in Nanyang, and the number of Yellow Turbans may be smaller than before.

More.

Last time when I was transporting grain and grass from Jinyang to Jinyang, I encountered several groups of bandits, ranging from thousands to dozens of people, all hiding in the mountains."

Liu Dashi said.

Cao Xin nodded slightly, "As a Yellow Turban family in the world, we will have a meeting with the old Yellow Turbans when we return to Wancheng to see if we can go to the mountains to pull these people down. As long as they come down, we will provide food for them to plant on the ground."

"The general doesn't think the problem is big. Except for a few extremely vicious bandits, most of the bandits on the mountain are farmers who were forced to hide in the mountains by war and famine. As long as they have food to eat and land to grow, there will be no one who won't come down."

Liu Dashi sighed.

Cao Xin nodded. There were many benefits to pulling the Yellow Turban Army and bandits down the mountain.

The first is to recruit soldiers. Cao Cao's Qingzhou soldiers were adapted from the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army. Cao Xin also wanted to recruit more soldiers. He only had more than 10,000 soldiers, which was barely enough to defend Wancheng, but he wanted to attack Jingzhou.

If you are unable to do so, the Yellow Turban Army on the mountain is a good source.

The second is to have sufficient population, farming, and food supply. After years of war, the population of Nanyang County is less than 80,000 households, and Wancheng and the surrounding eight counties have less than 25,000 households. If you want to develop Nanyang County, increasing the population is very important.

necessary.

The third is to maintain peace in the borders of Nanyang. There will be no harassment from bandits and the Yellow Turban Army. Farmers can farm with peace of mind, merchants can pass by Nanyang with peace of mind, and he can also deal with Jingzhou with peace of mind.

All in all, there are many benefits.

Cao Xin rode by the roadside and saw dozens of bandits still struggling on the green grass. He shook his head and said to the military guard beside him,

"The seriously injured were given a treat, and the lightly injured were bandaged by military doctors. They were given some dry food and asked to go back to the mountain to deliver a message. The Nanyang Prefect ordered to recruit people to farm the land and pull them down the mountain to give them a stone of food. Regardless of men, women, old or young, according to population

Calculate."

"Yes, General!"

Wu Wei responded loudly.

"Little man Du Yuan thanks the general for saving his life! Little man Du Yuan thanks the general for saving his life!"

On the grass, a bandit with a knife in his chest was about to crawl out. When he heard his words, he immediately fell to the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

The army gradually retreated, and under the selection of Wuwei, only five bandits survived and received medical treatment, including Du Yuan, who was the most seriously injured, and was released back to the mountain after receiving simple treatment.

Cao Xin didn't care whether these people would be obedient or not. Recruiting the Yellow Turban Army was a big plan, relying mainly on land, food and integrity, not a few petty thieves.

The grain transport brigade walked on the road for four days and arrived at Wancheng at noon on the fourth day. Cao Xin sat on his horse and looked at Wancheng's tall gate tower, red and yellow flags, and soldiers guarding the city. His mood was the same as when he entered Wancheng twice.

Wancheng is different.

The first two times he came to fight, this time he came to develop. Although he didn't know how long he could be the governor of Nanyang, he wanted to do more things here.

"The general is back in the city!"

A loud shout came from the tower.

Dong Dong Dong~ The big drum of the city tower was beaten.

When he walked into the city gate, many familiar faces came over. Cao Xin smiled at the corner of his mouth. Why did he make the welcome ceremony so exaggerated? Is this general the kind of person who cares about ostentation?

"The general is back!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Prefect!"

The prefect Mao Jie, the lieutenant Zhang Baiqi, the lord Bo Liao Hua, the thieves Cao Cao Pei Yuan Shao, Li Dayan who had arrived in Wancheng first, Yu Du, Bai Feng, and the heads of households with big surnames in the city all came to greet him.

"Haha, thank you all for being so polite. Xiaoxian, you have worked hard too. I have not been here these days, but you have handled everything in the city very well."

Cao Xin laughed at Mao Jie.

"General, your subordinate is the county magistrate, and that's how it should be."

Mao Jie stroked his long beard and smiled.

Cao Xin laughed loudly and said hello to Zhang Baiqi, Liao Hua and others.

"Don't talk here. Let's go back to the city lord's palace for a meeting. I thought of a way to increase the number of troops and population on the way. Let's discuss whether it is feasible."

Cao Xin waved his hand and led everyone out of the city gate.

The vacated city gates were gradually occupied by people coming in and out, carrying burdens, pushing carts, and leading oxen and horses, and they were all busy. Wancheng gradually returned to the lively atmosphere before the war.
Chapter completed!