Guan Yu led Bingzhou's main troops and more than 80,000 people to the Tao, which immediately rejuvenated the bustling county town before the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

The 50,000 civilians recruited from Bingzhou did not follow the army to fight east this time, but lived in Taocheng, the Taoist city to help build the city walls, dig the moats to protect the city, and collect various minerals.

Nanpi, the success of the Yellow Turban prisoners from both places, made the total number of military and civilians in Guantao exceed 160,000, which is more than ever before.

According to Zhao Xing's plan, except for the 6,000 infantry left behind in the Tao, which were assigned to the Dragon Cavalry Army under Zhang Liao's command, the rest of the military and civilians in the city had to move to Bingzhou before the New Year. Such a large-scale population migration was not an easy task, and the materials and manpower were consumed were countless. But all this was worth it. Bingzhou, which had a population, is now prosperous and develops, while Jizhou, which had lost people, is now ice pot and cold stove.

According to the iron-blooded methods taught by Zhao Xing, all the extremists who were extremely guilty and all the deadly and hard-working elements who were loyal to the Yellow Turban doctrine were firmly and thoroughly cleaned out of the Tao City of the Tang Dynasty. This kind of cleaning is the one that disappears at the same time as the spirit.

Nowadays, more than 100,000 Yellow Turban prisoners in the city eat the relief grain distributed by people in Bingzhou every day, and concentrate on learning some unique rules and jealous welfare benefits in Bingzhou. Those who teach these Yellow Turban prisoners are naturally some representative people selected from Bingzhou with military and civilians. Of course, there are exceptions, such as He Ming, who was originally a teacher, is from Jizhou and has never been to Bingzhou.

After being rescued by the Bingzhou army in Guangping City, He Ming did not return to Bingzhou with the first army led by Wang Lu, but insisted on staying as a volunteer propaganda team member. Because he was knowledgeable and experienced the pain of breaking the Yellow Turban family and the hardships of wandering around, his propaganda always made people cry and empathize.

Today, He Ming came to a Yellow Turban Camp where nearly 100 people were temporarily placed to give lectures to everyone. He Ming was wearing a scribarian suit that was a little white, but still looked clean. He stood in front of everyone and said:

"I, He Ming, came from a Julu family, taught in the clan's school to make a living, married a beautiful and dignified woman, and raised a lively and lovely boy. His life was originally comfortable and leisurely. However, the Yellow Turban disaster broke out. After the bandits entered the city, they were like locusts passing through the border. Without any doubts, they robbed all the wealthy families in the city, killing people like numbness, and cruel methods. There are more than 300 people in this clan, and now there are only 40 or 50 people who survive..." He Ming's face was not filled with joy and anger, but his leisurely voice pierced into the ears of the people below the stage like a needle.

"When the Yellow Turbans started, he said: 'The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand up.'. I dare to ask if this Huang Tian is the Huang Tian you and I want? Is the Yellow Turban Army that you and I want when you see people is really better than the officials of the court?" When he talked about this, He Ming couldn't help but feel excited, and he said while waving his arms desperately. "If the Yellow Turban disaster continues like this, farmers do not plow the fields, women do not weave cloth, and children do not study, what will we eat in the future? What should we wear? What should we rely on?"

When the Yellow Turban prisoners in the audience were asked by He Ming, they all lowered their heads in shame, and no one could answer He Ming's question. Generals from the Yellow Turbans, such as Bian Xi, Liu Shi, Huang Long, Cheng Yuanzhi, Deng Mao, etc., were asked by Zhao Xing. They also came to listen to He Ming's lecture in amazement. They were said to be good soldiers who "progress with their business and ideas together."

Zhao Xing, who came outside the camp to listen to He Ming's lecture, smiled at Li Jinsi beside him and said, "I didn't expect that He Ming is really a wonderful person. He speaks well and points directly to the hearts of the people. He educates these yellow turban leaders like children. This person is classified as a shadow and will focus on training in the future!"

"Hehe, thank you Brother Xing for allocating a special talent for me!" Li Jinsi made a face at Zhao Xing. When no one was present, Li Jinsi and Zhao Xing were still very close, just as they were when they went to the city to sell furniture. "Brother Xing, I still want to ask you for someone." Li Jinsi said.

"Oh, this person is also listening to the class?" Zhao Xing asked thoughtfully.

"That's right, this person's name is Bian Xi. He is good at intelligence analysis and on-the-stop disposal. He is a good player in intelligence spy. He has his own strengths and strengths." Li Jinsi reported to Zhao Xing the results of Bian Xi's inspection during this period.

"Okay, now I can fight and have no shortage of military generals. However, this time Wang Lu was ambushed by the Black Mountain in the country and reminded us that our intelligence agency construction has not yet caught up with the development speed of Bingzhou..." Zhao Xing walked outward and explained to Li Jinsi.

After inspecting the ideological transformation work in the Yellow Turban Captive Camp, Zhao Xing took Dian Wei and Li Jinsi to the area where the military and civilians lived to inspect the people's conditions.

The migrant workers who had been idle in the city for a while were gathering together in groups of three or three to argue about whom the next general of Zhenbei would use troops. At this time, they saw a handsome young man in his twenties walking over the street with a smile on his face, followed by a servant like a black bear and a clean book boy. When they saw this posture, they were not ordinary people, so everyone quickly closed their voices and stopped talking nonsense.

"I am here in Bingzhou Zhao Xing, I will visit you all today. I am here to salute you all!" Zhao Xing smiled and clenched his fists to the people on the street.

I don’t know which mother-in-law in the crowd first reported it, turned around and screamed at a courtyard behind me: “Genshun’s family, hurry up and bring your man out! General Zhenbei is here to see us!”

"I said it's in Dabao's house, you're crazy about men! General Zhenbei has a lot of things to do all day long, so why would he delay our work!" Genshun's wife wrapped a gray-covered headscarf on her head, rubbing white-faced gray on her apron with both hands, and chattering out of the gate of the courtyard.

"Oh, my god, who is the younger generation? He is so handsome? Have you married a wife? If you don't get married, your sister-in-law will have a few beautiful daughters in her hands!" When Chuyi saw Zhao Xing, Genshun's wife did not notice that the people around her had completely petrified expressions, and she enthusiastically got into friendship with Zhao Xing.

Ren Zhaoxing was a human being for two years, and his face was thicker than he had achieved a certain level, but he was also embarrassed by Genshun's wife.

"Genshun's family, what crazy words are you talking to! Do you know who you are talking to? This is General Zhenbei!" Dabao's wife covered Genshun's wife's big mouth, for fear that she would say something crazy again.

"Oh, my god, general, I'm sorry, I don't know if it's your old man here..." Genshun's wife, who was so scared, quickly fell to the ground and wanted to kowtow.

"Sister-in-law Genshun, those who don't know will not be guilty, let alone telling me about a wife is a good thing, so why is it a crime? Come on, get up quickly! But don't call me old man again in the future. When you shout, I really can't get a wife anymore." Zhao Xing joked while asking Dabao's wife to pull up Genshun's wife.

After Genshun's wife's rather dramatic noisy, the people who were already afraid of Zhao Xing gathered around and told Zhao Xing about their family matters. In their eyes, the life in front of them may not be as rumored by others - three heads and six arms, staring at the eyes and killing eight hundred; spraying anger, burning three thousand to death!

Zhao Xing was not a man who liked to show off and act cool. His favorite thing was to join the people, live an ordinary life, and taste home-cooked meals. He was just because he was responsible for the survival of the people in a state, so he wandered around the desk and the military camp all day long. Today, when he was free, Zhao Xing did come to listen to the sufferings and thoughts of the people, which was also another kind of office.

"General, now that he is successful, Nanpi has been broken, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao have also been beheaded by the general's subordinates. What are we going to do next?" A middle-aged uncle asked everyone's most concerned questions.

"Haha, let's go back to Bingzhou to celebrate the New Year!" Zhao Xing deliberately kept a secret and said in a long voice, "When you go back in winter, everyone will level the fields. The food you eat in Bingzhou next year depends on you!"
Chapter completed!