Struggle in the early Tang Dynasty

Turning around, he did not forget to say to Changsun Yumo: "Changsun, now you understand why I issued those two orders? If we don't act harshly, maybe we will kill more people ourselves."

Chang Sun Yu nodded silently and said nothing more.

After about a while, the camp without Samba was like losing its backbone, and it quickly collapsed into a mess.

The sound of fighting and fighting gradually diminished, and gradually calmed down.

At this time,

Kang Bao came to report: "The recalcitrant forces in the west end of the camp are basically wiped out."

Ruan Lao San also came to report: "At the east end of the camp, all of them are under control, and the civilian slaves knelt down and surrendered."

Tong Hu rode over with a pair of copper hammers and reported: "All around the earth wall and near the gate surrendered."

Guo Ye signaled the three of them to rest for a while, and sent Cheng Erniu and his cavalry to gallop around the entire camp to count how many surrendered.

After half a cup of tea, Cheng Erniu calculated the results. Most of the dead were Samba private soldiers and slave soldiers, and all the civilians and slaves who surrendered and survived were about 1 people.

Guo Ye was a little surprised when he heard the number of words, hey, there are still ten thousand people still alive.

Apparently, several people saw Guo Ye's expression and bowed their heads in silence.

Because where these 1 people are going, they can't make up their minds for a while.

Should these ten thousand slaves continue to stay in this camp?still……

It is impossible for Guo Ye and the others to stay here for a long time, because just a samba territory is not what Guo Ye wants to plot, and it will not attract the attention of Duo Chiluo.

Everyone was silent, but Cheng Erniu couldn't hold it anymore, and shouted: "If it's not possible, let's kill the [-] slaves. Are they still here and continue to farm and herd sheep for Samba?"

Ruan Laosan, who is known for his honesty and low-key on weekdays, suddenly suggested: "Er Niu is right, according to me, not only should we kill all these ten thousand slaves, but also burn the Samba camp and burn it to the ground. "

Be good, Ruan Laosan's words immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's expressions can be summed up in one sentence: It's really a biting dog that doesn't bark.

Now that Ruan Laosan and Cheng Erniu have said so, Kang Bao naturally couldn't be vague, frowned and said to Guo Ye: "The massacre of civilian slaves is against the peace of heaven, you don't want to get involved, let us do it for you." Brothers, let’s do it! Whether to kill or bury alive, or use a knife, the big guys can decide for themselves.”

After all, the faces of the three people were full of murderous expressions, they all reined in, turned their horses' heads, and prepared to go back to start the massacre.

The eldest grandson Yumo, who kept silent beside him, watched the life and death of more than 1 Tubo slaves being decided in a few words.

Guo Ye originally planned to acquiesce to their way of doing things, but suddenly thought that there might be other better uses for these more than ten thousand people, so he immediately stretched out his right hand to call the three of them:

"Wait a minute, I can't kill prisoners, I have other magical uses, you all don't be impatient, stop first!"

Chapter 573 "Declaration to Tibetan Slaves"

"Benshan people have their own tricks!"

The corner of Guo Ye's mouth raised, and he seemed to be full of confidence to order: "You guys go back immediately and gather all the slaves in the camp. I want to chat with them!"

Gather all slaves together?Chatting with them?

The faces of several people present were inexplicable, and they looked at each other a few times, and there was an unfathomable taste in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Ye reminded: "By the way, there must be sergeants in your respective teams who are proficient in Tubo dialect. Find some of them for me. Let them act as translators at that time, otherwise I will be spitting up on the top." It’s like watching a monkey show if those slaves don’t understand Chinese.”

"Oh……"

Several people nodded one after another. Although they had doubts in their hearts, they still followed Guo Ye's instructions and dispersed one after another to get busy.

Kang Bao and the others left, only the eldest Sun Yumo stayed by Guo Ye's side, and he didn't know what kind of medicine Guo Ye was selling in his gourd.

Feeling puzzled, he asked curiously: "Guo, oh no, Master Zhenfu, what kind of drama are you going to sing? Are these slaves still of great use?"

Guo Ye nodded and said, "It's very useful. Grandson, have you heard how the Yellow Turban Army rebelled at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? Do you know what tactics the Yellow Turban Army is best at?"

"Yellow Turban Army, rebellion? What a mess, can this match your clever plan?"

Changsun Yumo's head grew dizzy when he heard this, and Buzhi rolled his eyes.

Guo Ye sighed with a heartbroken look: "You kid is really blind to the signboard of the eldest grandson's family, and you don't even know this allusion."

The eldest grandson Yumo rolled his eyes again, he was not ashamed at all, but proudly said: "Why do I memorize those things when I have nothing to do? When did you see me picking up textbooks in the Imperial College? You should hurry up and tell me." , don't be a fool."

Guo Ye chuckled dryly, and said mockingly: "Understood, I will give you another free class. The Yellow Turban Army is best at fooling the people with crooked ways, so that the people will voluntarily join the Yellow Turban Army to rebel together. To wipe out the enemy in the sea of ​​people's war is the so-called sea of ​​people tactics. But no matter how many people there are, if they are all mobs, there will always be a time when the fighting will decrease and they will die. So what should we do at this time?"

Chang Sun Yu remained silent and did not answer, continuing to listen to Guo Ye's words.

I just heard Guo Ye continue to say: "The sea of ​​​​people tactic is no longer possible, and the Yellow Turban Army has thought of another method. This method is to fight against the people who did not participate in the rebellion. They played the game of coercing refugees to drive the enemy and siege the city." This time, we will also learn the tricks of the Yellow Turban Army in the territory of the Tubo people. Let the Tubo slaves take the lead for us. Anyway, we will die You are not dead and poor, do you understand?"

Changsun Yumo nodded with a half understanding, and tried to ask: "You mean you are going to force these ten thousand slaves to take the lead for us and serve as cannon fodder?"

Guo Ye shook his head and said with a smile: "That's right, that's not right. We can't just copy what the Yellow Turbans did. I'll improve it a little bit. I'll use a two-pronged approach to grasp it. At that time, the effect will definitely be better than that of the Yellow Turbans." efficient."

"Then how do you do it?"

"You will know later, hey, I think it's almost time for people to come, let's go!"

Guo Ye glanced at the direction of the gate of the camp. At this time, the black and black slaves were driven from all directions of the camp. He raised the whip in his hand, signaled his grandson Yumo to keep up with speed, and he rushed forward first.

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On the earth wall outside the camp, Guo Ye stood in the middle, and Pang Feihu and Changsun Yumo stood on the left and right.

Under the earthen wall, nearly ten thousand slaves were surrounded and guarded by thousands of Xichuan soldiers and horses. There were many swords and spears in the forest, and they would be slaughtered on the spot if they moved a little bit.

The [-] unarmed slaves have long been used to being suppressed by samba bullets, and the word "obedience" has already been deeply imprinted in their bones.

Now Guo Ye's thousands of soldiers broke through the camp, and the Samba private soldiers who bullied them were defeated and killed in a blink of an eye. Facing a powerful force even fiercer than Samba, these slaves had How can there be other ideas besides fear?

The [-] slaves consisted of men and women, not only old and young, women and children, but also young and strong slaves.

At this time, these slaves were all kneeling and prostrating on the ground, except for the sound of babies crying, there was no other movement, let alone the noise.

It was also the first time that Guo Ye saw ten thousand people kneeling at his feet at the same time, standing against the wind on the earth wall, and for no reason there was a thrill of conquest in his heart.

He glanced briefly at his head, and there were probably dozens of sergeants scattered and standing among the slaves.Because all the slaves bowed down, only these people stood out from the crowd, so they were very conspicuous.

Guo Ye pointed at them a few times, signaling them to listen up, and he was about to speak.

"Cough cough..."

Clearing his throat twice, he shouted to the crowd under the earthen wall: "Slaves, today, you are unlucky, because your camp was breached, and your master Samba left you to escape alone. Let you become prisoners of Datang. But——

You are lucky again.Because just today, you have ushered in complete liberation and complete freedom from the slavery of Samba.I declare that today is a beautiful day for you serfs to become masters. "