"Five,619 people, if the news from Wang is not wrong! General Lu, I will ask you, for these 5,619 Yellow Turbans, you will tell a huge lie. How could you know what kind of woman you are?" Wang Yun asked without hesitation.

"It's nothing else, but I want to have a clear conscience. Bu Zhi's heart has a set of standards of good and evil. The people who saved these 5,619 people are the good in Bu's heart!" Lu Bu stared at Wang Yun coldly and said loudly.

"Women's opinion, how can we accommodate a trace of kindness on the battlefield?"

Huang Pusong lightly pointed his head and stopped the conversation and said: I agree with Zishi's opinion. Fengxian, please put away your wife's kindness. Even if these 5,619 people, even if they are not Yellow Turbans, must have a slight relationship with the Yellow Turbans. Otherwise, how could they be so coincidental? When they meet them, they dressed like Yellow Turban soldiers?

Lu Bu clenched his fists, and his heart was unprecedentedly clear. He knew that Huang Pusong's heart was still inclined to the so-called overall situation and the reputation of famous generals. One general succeeded and ten thousand bones were undone, and the fate of 5,619 people was not allowed to hit a ripples in the bloody journey of Huang Pusong's killing of people in the wild.

"Wang has three strategies: upper, middle and lower, which can solve the Yellow Turban disaster that Huangpu Zhonglang mentioned just now. I wonder if Huangpu Zhonglang is interested in listening to one or two?" Wang Yun twisted his numb butt and asked loudly.

"I hope to hear it carefully!"

"The worst strategy is to combine 5,619 Yellow Turbans into groups, with a hundred people as a group, and take turns to escort a few soldiers to the Yellow Turban camp in batches. In front of the Yellow Turbans in the camp, they faced these Yellow Turban groups in all kinds of humiliation, but they strictly ordered the Yellow Turbans divided into groups to greet them with a smile when they were humiliated, and to say good things from the court when they were humiliated, the bravery of the Wang Shipbuilding and repentance over and over again. This is the worst strategy to attack the heart."

"Zhongce, divided the 5,619 Yellow Turbans into five groups, and went to the Yellow Turban camp every day to curse each other. They randomly played the Yellow Turbans who were the same standard as the stubborn Yellow Turbans. They randomly played the Yellow Turbans who lived a happy life after joining the court. The ending of the swearing battle always led to the stubborn Yellow Turbans scolding the stubborn Yellow Turbans and repent and reformed. This is the strategy of attacking the heart."

"The best strategy is to divide the 5,619 Yellow Turbans into a group of 100 people. When the Yellow Turbans attack the city, they will be killed directly in rows of people on the city gate tower. It is best to find more people who are greedy and sensible, and they will be so good that they will urinate and pull out their pants before they die! Use the killing to stop the sword and make the Yellow Turbans frightened before fighting. This is the best strategy to attack the heart."

After Wang Yun finished speaking of the three strategies of the upper, middle and lower, which did not contain any emotion, the generals who listened to each other looked at Huang Pusong in a different way, and then they all looked at Huang Pusong in unison.

Huang Pusong pondered and said nothing for a long time.

Until a rude cough sounded: Cough, General Huangpu, what are you hesitating about? Zhao thought that Wang Yuzhou’s three strategies were quite suitable for people’s appetite. If the general really felt hesitant, it would be better to try all three strategies one by one, and use which strategy is good.

Huang Pusong breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: General Zhao is a talented person, and he can try it one by one according to General Zhao's wishes.

Speaking of this, his expression moved and his tone sank: Zhao Guangran obeyed the order!

Zhao Guangran was stunned, and then stood up in shock: No, Zhao Guangran is here!

"I passed on the order of this general and ordered Zhao Guangran to lead his four thousand Yanmen County soldiers to closely guard the 5,619 Yellow Turbans, and ordered them to lead the four thousand Yanmen County soldiers to cooperate with the prince's army's attack plan."

Zhao Guangran was shocked. He admired Wang Yun’s three strategies, but he was unwilling to become the executor. He urged the Yellow Turban prisoners to act in front of the Yellow Turban camp. If the Yellow Turban camp annoyed the Yellow Turban camp, it would be a major crisis on the front line of life and death.

"Emperor, General Huangpu, me, me?" Zhao Guangran was more anxious to refuse, and the more he could not say anything intact.

"Do you have any objections to our general's military order?" Huang Pusong asked in a deep voice with a frown.

Zhao Guangran dared not speak anymore and returned to her seat in depressed and lost.

"General Lu, do you have any objections to this matter? If there is no objection, follow the military order of this Central Army!" Huang Pusong tightened his face and solemnly asked Lu Bu.

"How dare the last general? Everything is followed by General Huangpu's orders!" Lu Bu said in a very smooth compromise to outsiders. In an instant, it was as if he had matured a little and had aging mentality for several years.

Huang Pusong smiled with satisfaction, and he quietly withdrew his palm that was pressed on his waist...

The next day, in front of the Yellow Turban Camp, Bocai couldn't sleep all night due to yesterday's crushing defeat, so he was inevitably cautious in his actions.

One hundred people wearing yellow turbans and wearing yellow turban armor were tied up by a group of soldiers, and they were whipped and moved forward slowly. Dark blood marks were carved on them, making them look very embarrassed.

"Kneel down to me! Kowtow!!!" The little officers and soldiers shouted fiercely at the 100 people, and the whip in their hands hit hard.

"Yes, everyone kneels down, all of them knelt down, you damn Yellow Turban soldiers!" Dozens of soldiers also had cold faces. They thought it was because of the bad luck of these Yellow Turban people, and they had suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck and took over a military service that showed off their power in front of the Yellow Turban camp.

In their opinion, this military service is a life-and-death life. This is caused by these people in front of us. The wanton insults required by military service and the resentment in their hearts have prompted them to humiliate them more and more unscrupulously.

One hundred people looked humiliated, but they slowly knelt down as they said, because the lives and deaths of their wives and children were controlled by the generals who killed thousands of swords.

Bump! The heads were hit hard on the hard ground, and soon they knocked out large bags of their heads. Blood flowed out along the broken scalp, with the bright color extremely eye-catching.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Spit on the faces of a hundred people. They were even more humiliated, but they did not dare to wipe them with their hands. A strand of struggle flashed in their eyes, but they were still powerless and did as required by Zhao.

"Mr. Jun. Please don't waste your noble saliva. The young ones are ruined and it's not worth being angry as Jun. Although the young one is from the Yellow Turban, the young one knows the benevolence and righteousness of the court since he was caught by Jun. Only then did he know the so-called doctrines in the Yellow Turban are all deceptive tricks!"

"Long live the army, the Yellow Turban Army will die. I feel like I'm losing my ancestors' face when I put it on. This is the clothes worn by the traitor, and it will be a stinking thing for thousands of years."

"Mr. Jun, please whip me to your heart's content. I have been motivated to get rid of the Yellow Turbans and join the embrace of the royal army again. The official army is the army that the people respect the most. I want to join the army!"

The Yellow Turban camp was silent, allowing a hundred people to endure humiliation outside the camp. Some of them were angry and wanted to go out to rescue, while others were extremely despised the Yellow Turbans who begged for mercy from the government army outside the camp. However, Bocai's military order was issued, but the Yellow Turban soldiers were strictly ordered not to act rashly.

Because Bo was worried that the court would use another trick, otherwise only fifty soldiers would come, would they come to die?

For ten days, every day, a hundred people were escorted by fifty Yanmen County soldiers to the Yellow Turban Camp, and they created scenes of humiliating people wearing yellow Turban clothes begging for mercy and flattering.

The 50 soldiers of Yanmen County were getting more and more courageous, and they scolded and beaten up groups of 100 people.

The morale in the Yellow Turban Camp also began to slowly decline, and more and more people had various thoughts. After all, the most difficult thing is the human heart.

"Bo is a soft boy. He watched the Yellow Turban brothers be humiliated outside but did not let someone go out for rescue. He looks like a damn girl!"

"The Yellow Turban people outside are not worthy of being regarded as a member of the Yellow Turban Army. They are so mean. The government troops treat them like this and they still want to join the government army."

"Don't I think, don't you see the endless humiliation on their faces? Maybe they were forced to do so? In short, General Bocai is too cold-blooded not to go out to rescue him!"

The messy rumors began to spread throughout the Yellow Turban Camp, and Bo Chai was also frustrated by the news reported by the spies below.

Until he could no longer bear it, he ordered Liao Hua to lead a thousand cavalry out to investigate the situation. As a result, Liao Hua easily captured 150 people.

Bo Cai was extremely surprised. However, after a severe torture, he did not ask any useful information. Until that night, the small official who was detaining the prisoner reported urgently that the 100 Yellow Turbans captured today committed suicide. Fifty soldiers were no exception.

"The blockade of news must not be spread!" Bo Cai naturally knew the importance of confidentiality.

However, news was inevitable. Rumors were said that Bo Cai hated the 100 innocent Yellow Turban people who slandered the teachings of great wise men and good teachers, hated the 100 innocent Yellow Turban people who had no backbone in front of the official army, and hated the 100 innocent Yellow Turban people who disturbed the morale of the army and killed people to silence them.

The morale of the Yellow Turban Army was once again devastating. The people who joined the Yellow Turban Army did not have too high ideological awareness, and they also used the greatest malicious intention to speculate on the ideas of senior generals such as Bocai...

So, when a hundred people were escorted by fifty soldiers, Bo Chai did not dare to act rashly. He was also afraid that he would be hit by such a rogue and ruthless plan again, which made him feel a little reluctant.

However, Bo Cai's idea of ​​fighting to the death with the imperial army was getting more and more powerful, because he was afraid that the longer he delayed, the less morale of the army would be, and that would only form one vicious cycle after another.
Chapter completed!