The king of the three kingdoms dominates the world

Under the city of Wangdu, Wen Chou and the county magistrate of Wangdu met and talked for a while. At this time, the soldiers under his command came to report.

"General, in this battle, more than [-] Yellow Turban bandits were killed, General Guan Hai and more than [-] Yellow Turban soldiers were captured, as well as about [-] old and weak women and children in the Yellow Turban camp."

"How's our army injured?" Wen Chou nodded and asked.

"Our army has no losses, only seven people were slightly injured."

"Well, let's go down."

Wen Chou swung the soldiers back, turned to look at the sluggish Wangdu county magistrate, with a smile on his lips.

"Phew, the Youzhou iron cavalry really lives up to its reputation!"

It took a long time for the county magistrate to come back to his senses, and sincerely praised.

Wen Chou chuckled and said nothing.

At night, the magistrate of Wangdu County held a banquet to entertain the generals of Youzhou and the people with lofty ideals who helped defend the city.

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The next day, early morning.

Wen Chou was exercising in the morning when a soldier came to report that the Yellow Turban had sent an envoy to see him.

Wen Chou changed his mind, changed his clothes, and came to the main camp of Daying.

"The villain Huangjin Qushuai Liao Hua has met General Wen."

Seeing Wen Chou enter the door, the man quickly stood up and bowed in salute.

Wen Chou's eyes were strange, he looked Liao Hua up and down, and said: "You are a general of the Yellow Turban, how dare you come to our barracks alone, are you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Reporting to General Wen, I am naturally afraid. But I have more important matters to discuss with the general."

"Some guts!" Wen Chou motioned him to sit down, and said, "Then tell me, what do you want to discuss with me?"

"General Wen is the general of Youzhou. The army of Youzhou is so powerful. He is the crown of my great man! Yesterday, we were also ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth, and dared to fight against the general. The heavy casualties were our own fault. I will discuss with Commander Qu later, I feel that it is unwise to be an enemy of the general, and I would like everyone to surrender to the general, just to save their lives." Liao Hua said, neither humble nor overbearing.

Wen Chou changed his mind, thinking about the battle yesterday, he also felt that the Yellow Turban might have been frightened and really wanted to surrender.However, as the chief general of an army, he could not act arbitrarily, he had to consider the opinions of his subordinates, so he asked the soldiers to take Liao Hua down, and summoned a thousand or ten thousand leaders to discuss matters in the big tent.

When all the generals arrived, Wen Chou told the story and asked the generals to discuss how to choose.

"May I ask what the general thinks?" Ten thousand cavalry commanders stood up and cupped their hands.

"The general thought that the Yellow Turban Army might be frightened." Wen Chou said with a smile, "How could these farmers who just put down their hoes not be afraid when they cut melons and vegetables in the battle yesterday?"

"That's right!" Another ten thousand cavalry commander also agreed: "The general is right. The Yellow Turban is scared out of his wits knowing that the strength of our army is too big."

"Although the general's words are reasonable, the final general has some doubts." Wan Qichang, who spoke first, said solemnly: "According to the general, this Yellow Turban Qu commander named Liao Hua is quite calm, neither humble nor overbearing. The final general thinks, It is absolutely not right for a defeated general to come to pray for surrender, so the general should be cautious and guard against false surrender!"

Wen Chou was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered Liao Hua's calm face, and couldn't help frowning.

Although there is no basis for what Wan Qichang said, it is reasonable.Just imagine, how can a general who is hoping to surrender be so calm?Facing him, the general of the army, instead of flattering and begging, he was neither humble nor overbearing, which is indeed a bit strange.

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