Zhou Haiyang replied matter-of-factly: "Kill them all."

"Kill?" Shangguan Ruoli frowned, "Isn't that bad?"

Zhou Haiyang disagreed and said: "Is it possible to still keep them? They are from Beiling and will never be of the same mind as us Dongming people. This will sow trouble."

Dongming Ziyu saw Shangguan Ruoli's frown tightening and asked softly, "Does Li'er have any ideas?"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "I don't think these prisoners can be killed. Who will surrender after killing them? No matter what, they will die, and it will only provoke the enemy to fight back more crazily."

Zhou Haiyang also frowned, "Is it possible to let them go? Isn't that letting the tiger go back to the mountain?"

Shangguan Ruoli asked: "If we treat these prisoners preferentially, do you think more Beiling soldiers will surrender when we attack the remaining two cities? They have no food now, and it is possible that they will take refuge with us for food.

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Zhou Haiyang fell silent, and Mo Wen and Mo Xiang also looked at each other.

Under normal circumstances, the prisoners were killed to deter the enemy's troops, or sent to the official mines to mine or mine coal.

Dongming Ziyu asked thoughtfully: "How to treat me preferentially?"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "Those who don't want to stay, give them some money to go home. Those who are willing to stay, get the same treatment as our soldiers. If you are afraid that they will become farmers, you can let them cultivate farmland or feed them."

Pigs raise horses, or work in workshops. Of course, in order to win over people's hearts, we must treat them equally and pay them the same wages. Raising soldiers also includes captives, these are all strong laborers."

The policy of using troops to support troops is still in its preliminary implementation and has not yet been implemented at the border. Zhou Haiyang has only heard some rumors.

Zhou Haiyang said excitedly: "In that case, I'm afraid if we force them to go back to Beiling, they won't go back!"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "We looked along the way and found that there are few people here. Although the soil freezes for a long time, it is fertile black soil. After cultivation, the grain output is not small even after planting for one season."

A scene like this appeared in everyone's minds: the endless wasteland slowly, slowly turned into endless green crop fields.

Dongming Ziyu came to his senses first and said: "Stop all the prisoners."

Zhou Haiyang also suddenly came to his senses and shouted: "Quick, quick, intercept the prisoners!"

There were secret guards to deal with it a long time ago. The prisoners thought they were dead, but they were brought back again with expressions of shock and uncertainty on their faces.

Shangguan Ruoli looked at their thin cotton-padded clothes and vegetable-colored faces and said, "Give them a warm and full meal first."

There was not enough food for more than 500 people. Although Zhou Haiyang felt distressed, seeing that Dongming Ziyu didn't say anything, he still had people do it.

How to return the food? The prisoners looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, but they were satisfied to have a full meal and go on the road.

Mo Wen cleared his throat and said, "Our prince is kind-hearted and treats prisoners kindly. We want to give you a way to survive."

The prisoners had expressions of disbelief, but their eyes lit up and there was a glimmer of hope in their hearts.

They looked at each other and whispered, but there was more element of suspicion.

A man who looked like a young general asked loudly: "What's the way to survive?"

Mo Wen asked: "Those who are willing to stay can work in our army and receive the same treatment as our soldiers, with food, clothing and pay..."

"We would rather die than kill our own compatriots!" Someone immediately objected loudly.

Someone echoed: "Yes, although we surrendered, we are Beiling people and will not help you attack Beiling!"

"Yes, our relatives are still in Beiling. If our relatives die, we can still get pensions. If we become traitors, the nine tribes will be exterminated!"

"Yes, yes!" Many people agreed.

Shangguan Ruoli said calmly: "When Mo Wen finishes speaking, we will fulfill his wish for death."

The prisoners suddenly became quiet, realizing that death was still in front of them, and they all became afraid.

Mo Wen continued: "Those who are willing to stay but don't want to stay in the military camp can reclaim wasteland and grow food after the snow melts. They will have food, shelter and wages. They can even start a family and start a business. They can return to Beiling at any time.

When you return to Beiling, you can also bring your family over."

"Boom!" The prisoners were all excited.

There is such a good thing? They can't believe it.

The young general who spoke first asked again: "What about those who don't want to stay?"

Mo asked: "If you don't want to stay, after a hot meal, we will give you ten cents each and let you go back to Beiling. As for whether you want to go home to see your wife, children and mother, or go back to the military camp, we don't care."

We meet on the battlefield, but we are still enemies."

The prisoners were silent for a while, everyone was deep in thought.

Mo asked: "Think slowly! Eat first!"

Soon some soldiers came over carrying porridge buckets and baskets. They all looked ugly and felt that it was a waste of food to feed these Beiling people who had killed their own brothers.

Dongming Ziyu said calmly: "I know what you are thinking, but if they want to stay, that is, if they believe in us, we must treat them as our brothers. Of course, if they have evil intentions, they are guilty of rebellion.

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Zhou Haiyang took the lead and said respectfully: "Follow your orders!"

Although the soldiers were reluctant, they also shouted loudly: "Yes!"

Shangguan Ruoli said to Dongming Ziyu: "It is understandable that it is difficult for the soldiers to accept it for a while. Once they see the benefits of treating prisoners well, more people will accept it."

She can't negotiate human rights with the people here, she can only proceed from interests.

Dongming Ziyu nodded, "I have a preliminary idea of ​​taking the mausoleum city."

Shangguan Ruoli's eyes lit up, "What's more important is attacking the heart? Use the captives to explain things realistically?"

Dongming Ziyu hugged her and chuckled: "Li'er and I really have a good understanding."

I have never seen Dongming Ziyu and Shangguan Ruoli acting like spoilers. The eyes of the soldiers including Zhou Haiyang flickered. The prince and princess were too loving, so why didn't they carry someone behind their backs?

In this era, men and women are not intimate. Even couples must maintain certain etiquette in front of others. There is no such intimacy.

Of course, there are men and women who are so intimate in public. Usually the woman is... a brothel woman.

But Shangguan Ruoli has an elegant temperament and clear eyes. Not only does he not have the smell of dust, but he is as elegant as a fairy.

Shangguan Ruoli noticed everyone's strange behavior, his face turned red, and he wanted to break away from his arms.

Dongming Ziyu naturally refused to give in, and laughed in a low voice: "Why are you so obedient in front of Princess Linglong, and yet you take the initiative to get into my arms?"

When Shangguan Ruoli saw his cunning and teasing eyes, he knew that his little thoughts had been discovered by him, so he couldn't help blushing and pretending to be angry: "I just want her to see that you are mine! What's the matter?"

Dongming Ziyu smiled wantonly: "I enjoy it like a cake!"

Except for my own people, it was the first time for everyone to see Dongming Ziyu smile, and they couldn't help but be a little stunned.

The way King Xuan smiled was so beautiful that even rough old men like them looked straight at him.

And this smile belongs only to Princess Xuan!

Everyone has the same idea in their hearts: just by conquering the cold, arrogant and ruthless His Highness Prince Xuan, Princess Xuan is not an easy person.
Chapter completed!