The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is primitive.

Birth, old age, illness and death are the cycles of heaven.

The world was spinning, and I couldn't stand still. The wind was howling like a ghost laughing.

Accompanied by the scolding of "be honest", the stick was knocked down with a "dong" sound and hit the head. Suddenly there was a "buzzing" sound in the skull and the taste of rust filled the mouth.

Chaotic shouts sounded.

"Move quickly!"

"waste!"

"damn it!"

Blood was flowing from the top of his head, but strangely, it didn't hurt very much, but he still felt weak all over his body.

No one resisted, everyone was obedient like sheep, whining, embarrassed, and filthy, gathered together in one place, as if all the pain and abuse didn't matter, and it seemed that the death of the next moment didn't matter either.

Large swathes of people moved, moved, and moved forward.

I don’t know if it’s my own, or the vomit and feces of others stained on my body. It spreads out bit by bit with my actions, but most people seem to have lost their sense of smell. Their eyes are dull, their eyes are cloudy, and they are like walking zombies.

Same, follow, move, and go forward.

"Who am I? Where am I? Where am I going?" The wound on the head was exposed in the air, and it seemed that the wind had blown a little sense and clarity into it, and he began to think and move.

Oh, I remembered...

I am Wang Yunfei from Five Lions Pavilion in Yecheng. Yunfei's name was a good name that my father spent ten large sums of money to seek advice from a fortune teller on the street.

Today is the sixth year of Yan Ping, April? Or May? I don’t know...

I came here to transport food. Didn’t I say that I can go back after transporting the food?

I'm not a soldier, I've never killed anyone, and I don't want to fight, but why is it like this?

Go home? That’s right! Go home!

Wang Yunfei burst out with all his strength, broke away from the queue, and wanted to run away quickly, towards his hometown. In his mind, he seemed to be running very fast, like flying clouds floating in the sky...

…

"Damn it! Be honest!" Cao Jun's soldiers waved their sticks, and with a "dong" sound, they knocked down Wang Yunfei, who staggered out of the queue!

Another soldier of Cao's army also came over, hitting and kicking him, "You want to fucking run away! Bastard!"

Wang Yunfei's body was hit and kicked so hard that he was twitching on the ground, like a fish out of water. Then he was hit on the fish's head with a wooden mallet. He could no longer jump up, and only the tail of the fish was still there.

Twitching once or twice from time to time...

"Are you going home?"

"go home……"

"Home……"

Cao's soldiers stabbed him with blood-stained sticks.

"died?"

"died."

"Damn it! This is the fate of being dishonest!" Cao Jun's soldiers no longer paid attention to the dead Wang Yunfei and continued to wave their sticks like shepherds driving their sheep. "Be honest! Move quickly!"

…Here is the dividing line of silence…

Cao Hong sat on his horse and watched his soldiers drive the remaining soldiers and civilians of Yuan's army forward. His face was as dark as water and he said nothing.

Some civilians were killed. Generally speaking, this kind of thing would not even make Cao Hong feel any emotion. In Cao Hong's eyes, these civilians were like ants. One or two, or dozens or hundreds of them died, which was not a big deal.

It doesn't matter at all.

However, now it is not hundreds, but tens of thousands!

Even if they are ants, when tens of thousands of ants gather in a pile, they will attract some attention...

The key point is that these ants are also carrying diseases!

Although Yuan Shao made some cover-ups, after Yuan Shao left the camp and lost effective management, these civilians returned to their original habits, spraying vomiting and diarrhea at will, and then such abnormal situations were naturally followed.

The original Han Hussars soldiers who came from Cao Cao were discovered.

Soon after hearing about the plague, Cao Cao's expression changed...

In order to prevent ordinary soldiers from panic, Cao Cao immediately ordered Cao Hong to gather the remaining defeated generals of Yuan's army and auxiliary soldiers in one place to minimize the contact between these personnel and Cao's soldiers to avoid widespread infection.

But how to deal with the remaining defeated generals and auxiliary soldiers left behind by Yuan Shao has become the most difficult problem at the moment.

According to past practice, these remaining defeated soldiers and auxiliary soldiers and civilians will be used as trophies, just like items, and distributed to the heads of various meritorious personnel, or bought and sold, or used as domestic slaves, or simply open mountains and mines to do the most arduous labor.

Until the last drop of bone and blood is squeezed out...

What?

Do these remaining defeated generals and auxiliary soldiers and civilians still need food and grass supplies?

Are you kidding? When would people prepare special food for ants? Don’t the ants themselves all carry meat...

As long as these ants are escorted in batches to the places allocated by various places, the recipients in each place will be responsible for their food problems. Cao Cao will not be wasted much food at all, but he will be able to earn some more money.

Unfortunately, now all these are in vain.

No one would want a batch of plague-infected ants, even if they were given away for free.

So, what to do?

In the camp, Cao Cao sat behind the desk.

The sunlight shone in from outside the tent, but it could only stop at the corners of Cao Cao's clothes.

Yuan Shao left a problem for Cao Cao, and for this problem, Cao Cao had not yet decided what to do, or in other words, he was still hesitating whether to do it...

Cao Cao thought about it again and again, but still couldn't make up his mind. He just felt upset and had a tight breath in his chest. He couldn't relax, so he couldn't help but stood up, walked out of the tent with his hands behind his back, and unknowingly wandered outside Cao Pi's tent.

.

"It's tasteless again!" Cao Pi's voice came from the tent, "It's tasteless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away!"

Cao Cao paused.

"My lord..." It seemed that Cao Pi's personal attendant was trying to persuade him, "This is what I saved from my lord..."

"What?" Cao Pi didn't believe it, "This is the only one my father has?! How is this possible? After a great victory, there is not even a whole chicken?"

"Ha ha……"

Cao Cao laughed, opened the tent curtain and walked in, then waved his hand to Cao Pi's attendant. Cao Pi's attendant quickly bent his waist, almost touching the ground, and then retreated in small steps.

"I have met my father..." Cao Pi stepped forward to greet him.

"Hmm." Cao Cao sat down and looked at Cao Pi for a while before saying, "What's wrong? Isn't it good that you dislike this chicken soup?"

Cao Pi quickly apologized and said, "How can I dislike the child... It's just because the child thought that after a great victory, he should have some... or beef and mutton to eat... so he was somewhat disappointed..."

Cao Cao laughed, patted the table, and said slowly: "Of course there are cattle and sheep, but in the army, soldiers are the most important. You and I are allowed to eat, when can we not eat? Why argue?

At this moment?”

Cao Pi cupped his hands and said, "Wei, my father taught me a lesson, and I have remembered it..."

Cao Pi rolled his eyes, then went up to pick up the bowl of chicken soup, brought it to Cao Cao, and said: "My father has not eaten yet, how can the child dare to eat first? Isn't it inconsistent with etiquette? Please use this soup first...

…”

"Isn't it appropriate for etiquette?" Cao Cao was silent for a moment, then nodded, took the soup bowl, held it in his hand, but did not drink it immediately, and asked, "What did you say just now? It's tasteless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away?

"

Cao Pi said awkwardly: "The child is talking nonsense, father, don't blame me..."

"No, you are right..." Cao Cao lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, then handed the soup bowl back to Cao Pi, stood up and said, "Well, I have used it, you can use the rest..."

Cao Pi quickly took it with both hands.

"Remember, you are right..." Cao Cao patted Cao Pi on the shoulder, "But you shouldn't say..."

The soup bowl in Cao Pi's hand shook and almost fell out.

...Here is the dividing line between no soup...

"They've all been cheated..." Cao Cao said in a deep voice to Cao Hong.

"Brother! This...all?" Cao Hong hesitated, "This is nearly 40,000...can this...can..."

When Yuan Shao's army went on an expedition, in addition to the regular soldiers, there were also a considerable number of auxiliary soldiers and civilians. There were also some tents living among the regular soldiers. Although the sanitary conditions were not very good, they were much better than those of the civilians. Therefore, when the plague

When the outbreak broke out, civilians were not spared.

The auxiliary soldiers and civilians who transported grain and grass and did all kinds of hard work accounted for almost half of Yuan Shao's army. During victory, these people only received some scraps, but the pain of defeat was often given.

Full portion.

Cao Cao's words determined the life and death of nearly 40,000 people. (Notes on this chapter)
To be continued...