Mrs. Guo looked very embarrassed at this time, her armor was slightly messy, and her hair was covered with strands of sweat sticking to her face.
Yang Feng looked at Mrs. Guo in front of him with mixed feelings in his heart. After sighing faintly, he said: "I thought you could win."
Mrs. Guo looked startled, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and forced out a smile that was ugly.
He said: "Yes, I thought I could capture it easily, but unexpectedly, you held Xu Huang back, but I..."
Yang Feng stepped forward to help Mrs. Guo up, looked at the former colleagues behind Mrs. Guo, and said helplessly: "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, big leader, you underestimated the enemy this time... Fortunately, the Wei family is benevolent and righteous.
I don’t want to kill them all.”
Mrs. Guo’s eyes lit up.
Yang Feng added: "It's just a shame for the big leader. Yang wants to borrow the big leader's life to save other colleagues."
Mrs. Guo was stunned for a moment, and then her expression changed drastically.
Yang Feng took out a dagger from nowhere and inserted it into Mrs. Guo's heart.
"Big boss... have a good trip."
"you……"
Mrs. Guo vomited blood and used her last strength to grab Yang Feng's collar with both hands. She wanted to say something, but she could no longer say it.
Seeing Mrs. Guo being killed by Yang Feng, all the Baibo army commanders sighed.
They no longer had the courage to resist. They had been 'played' by the Wei family for a long time, and the bursts of roaring had worn away their last remaining fighting spirit.
Yang Feng slowly laid Guo Tai's body on the ground, then stood up and said, "Everyone, surrender!"
All the Baibo soldiers looked at each other, and in the end, in order to survive, they all knelt down towards the city gate.
Seeing this scene, Wei Cheng, who was standing on the city gate tower, nodded slightly.
Xu Ding and others said happily: "Sir, it seems that Yang Feng has convinced them."
Wei Cheng said 'hmm', and then said to Xu Ding: "According to the plan, these people are spread out and responsible for different affairs. Don't let them get together. In addition, those soldiers who are well-dressed must find a reason.
Get rid of it, don’t leave any uncertainty.”
Xu Ding bowed his hands respectfully and said, "Don't worry, Sir, I know what I'm doing."
Wei Cheng nodded: "You can do your job, I can rest assured. In addition to those regular soldiers who need to be eliminated, there is another thing... Let's secretly investigate who is supporting Mrs. Guo behind the scenes. You can start with those hundreds of sword and shield hands.
You may have unexpected gains.”
Xu Ding looked down the city tower and said with a smile: "Young Master, I have also discovered some clues. The equipment of the other people under Guo Tai's command is not very sophisticated, but those hundreds of sword and shield wielders... Haha, they are really conspicuous.
If you know a little bit about it, you can’t help but be suspicious.”
"That's right, I guess those sword and shield bearers should be soldiers and horses lent to him by the people behind Mrs. Guo. You can just grab a few of them and ask them. Not everyone is so tough. If you use coercion and inducement, there must be someone who is willing.
trick."
Xu Ding bowed his hands again, called a few people and went down to the city gate tower.
After Xu Ding left, the elders of the Wei family gathered around him.
"Cheng'er, do you really want to accept this group of rebels and don't you worry about raising tigers?" Wei Hao frowned.
Wei Cheng glanced at the cheap daddy and said with a smile: "What's there to be afraid of? These people are actually our people from Hedong Li. The reason why they joined the Baibo Army uprising is mostly to have a good meal.
As long as there is food to eat, who would make fun of their own names? Of course, there are some who are naturally rebellious among them. I have asked Xu Ding to deal with these people, so you can rest assured."
Wei Hao and others looked at each other with relief in their eyes. There was no problem in accepting ordinary people. They were just afraid that there would be some restless people among them to stir up trouble. If these people could be eliminated, there wouldn't be many. No worries.
"Okay, okay, Cheng'er has thought carefully. As a father, I will let everyone cooperate with you, hahaha." Wei Hao directly stood up to support his precious son.
When several other uncles saw this, they also knew that the matter had been settled. Looking at the "captives" lining up to enter the city in an orderly manner under the city gate, they all felt happy... No matter what era, people are the primary productive force. .
Previously, due to the relationship between the Bai Bo Army, several farmers in Wei's Zhuangzi had fled, and a large amount of land was waiting to be reclaimed. Now it's better, with more than 10,000 people, there is no need to worry about being left empty when spring comes next year.
Wei Wei and others appear calm on the surface, but in fact they have begun to think about how to rob people. The more people there are, the more land will be reclaimed, and the harvest will be more in the coming year. With more food, more people can be controlled. , this is how aristocratic families make money.
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September twenty-two.
Luoyang, the imperial capital.
In the quiet courtyard, there are green ponds, rockeries, and fallen bluestones.
Zhong Xian was wearing a training suit, his body was covered with sweat, and his movements were vigorous and vigorous.
There are two wooden stakes placed in the atrium paved with stone slabs, one is made of nanmu, and the other is also made of nanmu.
Kaka...
Kaka...
"Master Zhong, I practice in front of the wooden stakes every day. Is it really useful?"
Zhong Xian turned around and looked at the young man standing aside. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with red lips and white teeth. He was not outstanding in appearance, but his background was not simple.
This son was Wang Ling, courtesy name Yanyun, nephew of the current Wang Situ, and one of the few young talents of the Wang family in Taiyuan.
Hearing this, Zhong Xian laughed and made some gestures with his hands.
The general idea is: "If you don't want to learn, I won't force you. As for whether it's useful, it depends on whether you pay attention."
Wang Ling didn't understand sign language very well, so he couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he got an ambiguous answer.
He looked towards the wooden shelf behind him, and there was a long spear there. The tip of the spear shone with cold light, and the tiger head that breathed out the cold light was even more majestic. He heard from Zhong Xian that this gun was the one in the rumors. One of the seventy-two important weapons of Earthly Evil, named: Tiger Head Zhan Golden Spear.
Seeing that he was dazed while listening to the golden gun again, Zhong Xian sighed helplessly. This kid was fine with everything, but he couldn't calm down.
"Abba!"
At the entrance of the courtyard, a pretty figure ran in.
Zhong Xian looked back, his face instantly filled with smile, and he gestured: "Why are you here?"
The girl ran a little hastily, her pretty face flushed, and she first saluted Wang Ling and said, "I have met the third master."
Wang Ling hurriedly returned the greeting and said: "Sister Chan'er, don't be so outspoken. If I let my uncle know, he will have to reprimand me."
The girl giggled, looked back at Zhong Xian, and said excitedly: "Dad, I overheard my adoptive father saying that the imperial court might reopen the Yellow Gate Propaganda Department, and dad might have a chance to resume his official career."
Zhong Xian was startled when he heard this, shook his head, and gestured with his hands: "It's impossible, my father is guilty."
The girl grabbed Zhong Xian's hands and explained: "Don't be afraid. After He Jin dies, no one will pursue my father's past. Moreover, I heard that Cai Gong was also activated. He was also a guilty person back then. This time, joining the imperial court as an official is a direct act of offering wine."
The wrinkles between Zhong Xian's brows are still unrelieved. He knows that Dong Zhuo is the next He Jin, but he can't explain it to his daughter. Instead of letting her understand the darkness of officialdom, he hopes that her daughter will always be so innocent.
Zhong Xian chuckled and nodded in agreement.
The girl thought he agreed and said hurriedly: "I will ask my adoptive father later. If he recommends me, I will definitely be able to serve as an official."
Wang Ling looked at the father and daughter from the side and shook his head secretly.
"If Master Zhong hadn't had his tongue cut out and still had a chance, how could he be an official in the court if he was just a mute now?"
However, when he saw the girl's excited expression, he didn't want to throw cold water on her, so he just followed and expressed congratulations.