On the transparent frame, dark blue text reminders appear continuously for a short period of time.
It took me a long time to click my finger with my mind before finally completing all the approvals.
Looking at the nearly 3,000 new people joining the team, Wang Zheng smiled and nodded.
He was very satisfied.
In an era like the Han Dynasty, although the theory of gods and ghosts was prevalent and the people were ignorant and superstitious, the people of the Celestial Dynasty themselves were a very practical and prudent race in their beliefs.
Even if the body suddenly became strong and hundreds of people experienced it at the same time, such intuitive and beneficial changes, such an incredible scene, still not everyone would completely believe that Wang Zheng was really blessed by Huang Tian and had immortal magic and divine power.
And even among those who completely believe it, not everyone will agree wholeheartedly and be loyal immediately just because they believe it.
In particular, the riding and slashing system has very high "recognition" requirements for applying to join the team.
So Wang Zheng is very satisfied with this number.
But while I am satisfied with the numbers, I am also concerned about this ratio...
Not so recognized anymore.
Wang Zheng withdrew his gaze from the transparent box and turned to the right side of the camp. That was another group of people besides Zhang Rao's tribe.
Approximately two thousand people gathered and were divided into three square formations.
Compared with others on the field, the biggest difference between them is that they are bare-handed and have no weapons.
And from the moment they started eating, there was an invisible but existing dotted line that separated them from everyone else.
On the left side of this group of people are the officers and soldiers who surrendered in Guangrao County; in the middle are Yu Jin's soldiers at the time, and on the right are the Linzi soldiers who were recently captured.
Following Wang Zheng's thought.
Many people from these three groups came out at the same time. Under the surprised eyes of their colleagues on the left and right, they walked in the opposite direction and formed a square formation again.
Finally, there are less than a thousand people left on the right side.
There were also some astute people among them who vaguely felt something was wrong and wanted to follow the example of the previous group of people and walk out.
However, they were stopped by the Tiangang Army who formed a line of defense and used weapons to intimidate them into returning to their original positions.
At this time, the bright moon was in the sky and the night was getting dark. The camp area, which had been lively and joyous not long ago, suddenly became quiet.
The atmosphere gradually became weird and inexplicable.
Choosing to show miracles here is of course to once again increase the system's team and the basic base that I can most rely on.
At the same time, Wang Zheng did not want this largest territory to be known to some people too early.
Zhang Rao's department can rest assured for the time being. Regardless of whether they can enter their own system or not, the Yellow Turban status of this group of people has been completely nailed down.
Not to mention that they are unlikely to reveal their trump card to their future rivals.
Even if it is leaked, how many people will listen to it and how many people will believe it?
I'm afraid it will only attract a nonsense comment and a ridicule of blind faith from the ignorant people.
But these prisoners were definitely different, especially the group of Linzi soldiers.
These people not only came from the three counties, but also included many servants and soldiers of wealthy noble families.
Since he has not been fooled into the system, he cannot stay!
Think of this.
The murderous intent flashed in Wang Zheng's eyes and disappeared. Just as he was about to signal his soldiers to come forward, he raised his arm halfway and saw that he was about to swing it down.
Suddenly, it will stop in mid-air.
Hesitation arose in his heart.
It's not because he is soft-hearted.
From the day he decided to rebel, Wang Zheng already had a clear understanding and decision.
In these troubled times, it's just about eating people and being eaten. If you don't want to be inferior to anyone, the only way is to stand at the highest position.
To complete this journey, one must never begrudge killing and sacrifice.
It's just these people...
Wang Zheng thought of the inexplicable emotions that emerged from time to time when he killed Niugai's subordinates that day...
I can't explain why, I don't know if it's guilt or guilt.
This group of people also surrendered their troops.
Morally speaking, whether a person or an army surrenders, surrenders, admits defeat, and then kills everyone...
Wang Zheng couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.
He felt that this was really unreasonable.
Give them another chance.
Cursing himself secretly for being hypocritical, Wang Zheng looked at the group of prisoners with an extremely solemn expression:
"You have been part of our heavenly army for many days. If you are willing to sincerely serve me and surrender to Huangtian, we can build the heavenly kingdom on earth together. Then everyone will have clothes to wear and fields to cultivate, and you will also receive Huangtian's gifts.
."
At this point, his words changed and his voice suddenly became cold and stern:
"If you are not sincere, you will be punished by heaven!"
When the last word burst out of the tongue, it was like spring thunder exploding, full of awe-inspiring killing intent!
He has already made it clear.
Nearly a thousand prisoners finally reacted.
According to General Tiangong's wishes, his group of people are now at the point of life and death!
If he hadn't been allowed to, or if Huang Tian had been made to feel "sincere"...
Then my life will be "no longer alive" today.
next moment.
Everyone kowtows and shouts, crying for heaven and earth. The calm ones naturally speak clearly, saying that they are truly loyal to the king's government and believe in Huang Tian.
Class words.
Unfortunately, the only criterion for sincerity and dishonesty is the system.
More than 400 people applied to join the team again.
Looking at the last remaining people, Wang Zheng didn't hesitate any longer. If he wasn't honest, he wouldn't be honest.
Following his order, the Tiangang troops who had been preparing for a long time all around rushed towards him.
The killing cry rang out, the light of the sword flashed, and countless lives were lost one by one in the blood.
"Shu Zi."
Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Yu Jin was so angry that his eyes split open.
Those who are good at military training actually cherish their soldiers more. Seeing that these soldiers did not die on the battlefield, but ended up helpless today, the raging flames in their hearts finally swallowed up their reason.
With an angry roar, he couldn't help but rush forward.
Wang Zheng seemed to have eyes on his back. While he ducked away lightly, he lowered his waist and raised his feet, and kicked back without any politeness.
boom!
After a loud noise, Yu Jin was kicked far away and fell more than ten feet.
Amidst the flying dust, Yu Jin lay prone for a long time before forcing himself to get up.
Thinking of that blow just now, it was as powerful as a tsunami and as powerful as a mountain...
Yu Jin's eyes were drowsy, his breathing was rising and falling rapidly, and he felt an unbearable pain in his chest.
Why does this Zhuzi's strength seem to be getting stronger again?
By the time he regained consciousness, there were already hundreds of corpses on the field.
"They have surrendered to you," Yu Jin roared angrily: "Why are you so ruthless and so ruthless about human life!"
"Shuzi, if you kill so indiscriminately, you will surely be repaid sooner or later!"
"Taking human life seriously?"
Wang Zheng repeated this sentence word for word and suddenly smiled:
"Yu Jin, do you know the origin of this statement?"
This question was so abrupt that Yu Jin was stunned.
But Wang Zheng's eyes were filled with a strange look, as if he was reminiscing, but also in remembrance.
Then he chanted:
"The propaganda office seeks talents and visits ministers, but Jia Sheng's talents are even more unmatched. It's a pity that he only sat down at the front table in the middle of the night and didn't ask about the people or ghosts and gods."
At this time, the bright moon hangs high, quietly and silently.
There is only a soft rustling sound when the evening breeze occasionally blows the branches.
ps: Taking human life seriously is from "The Book of Han·Jia Yi Biography"