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As soon as Wang Zhen ran away, the morale of the army was weakened. Gan Zhuo wanted to fight to the death. His generals could only put their necks under his sword and persuaded him: "If you are not the last general, you are afraid of death. I really don't know why you fight to the death."

Gan Zhuo said: "The general fights to the death. This is the right thing to do. There is no need to ask why."

"But general, we are Jin citizens, and the ones attacking the city outside are also Jin generals, and they even have the surname Wang." The general said angrily, "Whether he is fighting for the country or seeking personal revenge, the sergeants are so innocent. It would be fine if his Wang family members were not afraid of death and rushed to the forefront, but he has already run away, why should we fight to the death?"

"Does the city guarded like this belong to the Jin State, King Langya, or the Wang family?" The general burst into tears. "Look at these soldiers who were injured and killed. They all have parents, wives and children. With that, Do you really want to fight for his Wang family?"

Gan Zhuo returned to his senses, his red eyes regained their composure, and the people on the top of the city barely managed to fight off a group of ladder attacks. However, because of Wang Zhen's escape, they were too concerned about what was going on. Below, Zhao Jiajun had already pushed the siege truck to the bottom of the city. It's hitting the city gate.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Kaicheng, surrender!"

 The general breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked people to lower the flag and surrender.

Wang Xuan was stunned, but he quickly came to his senses and left some troops outside the city to support him. He led his people into the city to receive the surrender.

 Could it be that his second uncle finally recognized the current situation and abandoned Wang Dun and joined them?

Then as soon as they entered the city, they found out that the surrendered general was called Gan Zhuo, and his uncle Er Er had already abandoned the city and fled.

Wang Xuan was so angry that his chest heaved and his teeth were almost broken.

By doing this, Wang Xuan embarrassed not only himself, but also the entire Wang family. Even if they were the opposite, Wang Xuan felt even more embarrassed.

Wang Zhi could fight to the death or even surrender, so how could he abandon the city and flee?

Since the end of the Han Dynasty, the three kingdoms have been in chaos. It is normal to surrender and change masters. Even if there is contempt, it is not much, but it is taboo to run away from the battle.

Wang Xuan forced a smile and faced Gan Zhuo. He stepped on his cousin seven or eight times, and stepped on Wang Dun at the same time. What does this look like?

Taking advantage of clan members for personal reasons, regardless of whether they are qualified for the job, is not only harming the soldiers and the people, but also harming yourself.

Wang Xuan took this as a warning and made up his mind in his heart that in the future, he would never recommend people unless they were really talented.

The Zhao Jiajun collected the weapons of the Yangzhou Army and began to count the number of people. Due to the talent of the general, they had not fought very fiercely in the past half month, and they had surrendered. The Zhao Jiajun was very friendly to the Yangzhou Army.

Yangzhou Army heard that after the head count, they would be assigned to work in the fields. The disabled and elderly could even be paid to return home, and they all obediently reported their names and ages.

Most people give their age by a few years higher, and a young man who is 17 or 18 years old wishes he could have said he was thirty-seven.

Half of this part of the Yangzhou army came from Qingzhou and Xuzhou, brought down by Wang Dun when he went south, and the remaining half were refugees from various places and forcibly recruited people recruited in Yangzhou

Because they live in the army, apart from some discomfort in the climate, they are not deeply affected by the changes in customs. However, they still can't help but miss home when they are far away from their hometown.

 In particular, except for some generals who could move south with their families, the vast majority of soldiers went south alone, and their families were all in Jiangbei.

I heard that Zhao Hanzhang was very kind to the people and exempted many taxes this year. I wonder if their families survived the war last year. If they survived, they should have been allocated fields. They should have food for the winter this year. ?

Thinking of this, a soldier who was approaching the front of the queue covered his chest. As soon as he reached the table, he leaned on the table with a weak look and said: "My heart and lungs were shocked by the thunder. I feel so uncomfortable that I'm afraid I won't be able to serve as a soldier." " When Zhao Jiajun, who was doing statistics for them, heard this, he immediately put down his pen and stepped forward to support him, "Is there vomiting blood? Is there abdominal distension? Where is the pain?"

He quickly asked someone to bring a stretcher, "Send the medical tent quickly."

Zhentian Lei can cause internal injuries. They discovered this when fighting the Huns. Some people were not hit at all. They looked uninjured and were still lying on the ground. However, the impact was too great and could kill people. His internal organs were shocked and bleeding. The soldiers discussed privately and believed that this was related to the gas from the explosion.

When the soldier saw that they were carrying a stretcher, he was about to carry him away. He was stunned for a moment, and quickly grabbed the soldier's sleeve with a look of pain on his face: "I feel like it's useless, so don't waste the medicine on me." I just want to see my family again alive, why don’t you remember me and release me?”

Upon hearing this, the soldier looked him up and down, then stretched out his hand to press his chest, "Where does it hurt? Does it hurt here, or here?"

Seeing that although he was screaming, he didn't show much pain, he reached out and patted his head, "You brat, you hit me in the face with your abacus beads, and you still let me go, look at your whole arm." Full leg, young man, go and train, where are you from?"

The soldier was dumbfounded and said anxiously: "No, brother, I, I can farm. I want to go to farm, but I can farm. Don't put me in the training camp."

Zhao Jiajun will select soldiers with sound limbs, relatively strong and young soldiers to enter the training camp for training, and the rest will go to work in the fields or be released. Except for some soldiers who want to make contributions and do something big, most of them just want to Live a stable life.

Dabing recognized his accent and raised his eyebrows: "Are you from Qingzhou?"

Seeing that his pen was stained with ink, the soldier could only nod silently, and the soldier patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let's go to the training camp. Then we can use the military post to write letters to our families. With luck, maybe we can return them." Being able to be transferred back to Qingzhou has more opportunities than working in farming."

After counting the surrendered troops, Wang Xuan and his people quickly took over the Wangcai County government office. The county magistrate did not escape, and every official inside was there.

Wang Xuan adhered to Zhao Hanzhang's consistent approach. Unless the officials were doing evil and the people's reputation was extremely bad, he would continue to use them to maintain stability.

After checking, he found out that the Wangcai County magistrate was neither good nor bad, and his official reputation was not bad, so he continued to make him the county magistrate, and asked him to send out government officials to patrol in two shifts, "to prevent gangsters and thieves from harassing the people, and if there are rioters, If you harass the people, send someone to the Yazhong immediately to ask for help. I will leave two teams of soldiers here to help maintain order."

Two teams, that is, two hundred people, which is enough for this small county with only eighteen government officials.

In order not to panic the people, he did not directly ask the soldiers to patrol the streets. He just pulled out the remaining "Wang" flags on the city tower and replaced them with the "Zhao" flags. The Jin national flag next to it was always flying, so there was no need to replace it. .

At dusk, people began to appear on the quiet streets. People walked out of their houses one after another, curiously staring at Zhao Jiajun who occasionally passed by.

The soldiers passing by occasionally glanced curiously, then returned their gaze and looked forward with a serious face, even their stepping movements were more standard.

 The people whispered, "It's really just like the rumors, there was no robbery into the house."

“Don’t hit or rob anyone you meet on the road.”

After watching the excitement for a while, they found that Zhao Jiajun really did not offend the people, so they happily went about their business. Those who carried water, those who cooked rice, and some people went to pull vegetables from the vegetable field. They found that the vegetables at home had been eaten by the family next door. I ate half of the chicken and immediately stood on the edge of the vegetable garden with my waist pinched and yelled at my neighbor.

Gan Zhuo couldn't help but stop as he passed by. After listening for a while, he turned and said to the general: "If she really wants to be emperor, the country should change the world."