Conquer all worlds starting from the mythical Three Kingdoms

"The Northern Huns are finished. Let's try to recruit them to surrender."

Chen Gong shook his head and sighed. At the moment when the will of the Northern Xiongnu Empire was shattered, the soldiers of the Northern Xiongnu felt as if they were mourning their heirs. Their momentum fell directly to the bottom, and they no longer fought as hard as before.

After the will of the Xiongnu Empire was shattered, the fighting will of the Northern Xiongnu dropped by half, and even the fighting Xiongnu guards began to waver.

People are always the most powerful, even though they are not without the strength to fight with their military souls burning, but facing the shattering of the will of the empire, the death of legion commander Chuhun in battle, and the corpse of the Xiongnu Chanyu, all turned into deep despair. Devoured their souls.

"Surrender?" Han Xin turned to look at Chen Gong.

When it comes to things on the battlefield, he is indeed unmatched by anyone, but when it comes to things below the battlefield, he thinks it would be better to listen to these smart people.

"I think it's better not to surrender. We have defeated the Northern Huns, so it's better not to humiliate them and send them on their way. Although they have failed and are about to die, they are our opponents." Jia Xu said suddenly. .

Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed up.

"Yes, let them feel proud even if they are defeated, and the entire army will fight to the death and not retreat, so as to retain the will of the Northern Huns." Cheng Yu agreed with Jia Xu's suggestion.

"As our recognized enemies, we should not humiliate them. They are all soldiers, so let them die." Guo Jia said with a smile.

"Shis cannot be killed but not humiliated. As opponents who have fought against us for hundreds of years, we should not humiliate them. They are only suitable for dying heroically." Xi Zhicai also said.

Chen Gong was stunned for a moment, then glanced around and found that everyone seemed to have reached a tacit understanding.

Chen Gong frowned and quickly cast his gaze on Jia Xu. His superb wisdom allowed him to understand the key to how things developed in an instant.

"How to build the pastures in northern Xinjiang?" Chen Gong didn't have a good impression of the Northern Xiongnu. He even understood Jia Xu's deeper things. He had already sensed Jia Xu's murderous intention towards Zahu.

It's just that his focus is on the construction and development after the war. The labor force provided by the Northern Huns and Zahu prisoners will definitely speed up their construction of Northern Xinjiang a lot.

"After this battle, veterans who retired due to injuries or who retired voluntarily can be released on the spot, assigned Hu women to marry, and then move officials from the interior to the north to build a city here!"

Jia Xu has obviously thought about these issues for a long time and talked about his thoughts fluently.

"With the participation of prisoners, it will be faster!" Chen Gong squinted his eyes. Jia Xu was answering the question in an evasive manner. Chen Gong's rationality allowed him to easily analyze the loopholes in Jia Xu's words.

"The soldiers who died in battle need an explanation!" Jia Xu looked at Chen Gong calmly!

"not enough!"

Chen Gong shook his head. He had already considered the emotional value of the soldiers at the bottom.

"No, that's enough!" Jia Xu stared at Chen Gong.

"Have you forgotten the crimes committed by the Southern Huns in Bingzhou?"

Chen Gong was speechless. He knew that Jia Xu had begun to be unreasonable and kidnapped him with morality.

But even though he was extremely rational at the moment, he could not argue for the Southern Huns who once wreaked havoc in Bingzhou. The resentful souls of Bingzhou's elders were watching him on the land of Bingzhou. He could not break through the moral sense of his soul and analyze rationally.

"Han Xin! Give me my order and leave no one behind from the Northern Huns! Also leave behind none of the miscreants on the battlefield!"

Mu Yi interrupted the communication between several people, and he heard what Jia Xu meant.

"Anyone who raises a weapon is the enemy!" Mu Yi looked at Jia Xu and the others calmly, with undeniable words written all over his face.

Jia Xu wanted to say something more, but seeing Mu Yi's look, he finally chose to remain silent. He understood his position and would not disobey Mu Yi's orders.

Everyone who originally planned to continue to add fuel to the flames also lowered their heads. Now that Mu Yi has made a decision, they will no longer argue.

"Wenhe, are the Qiang people considered miscellaneous?" Mu Yi just left a question, and Jia Xu's head became lower.

It is easy to exterminate the miscreants, but it is not a good choice for the enfeoffment system to be implemented in the future.

Han Xin remained silent. After receiving Mu Yi's clear order, he waved the flag, and the thick clouds began to billow. After suppressing the strength of the Northern Huns and Zahu, he drove everyone together.

The dense rain of clouds and arrows brought the final end to the era of the Northern Huns.

After the rain of arrows washed the ground, the Han army found all the corpses and stabbed each one with a knife. Not a single prisoner was left. All the Northern Huns soldiers were lost here.

All the Zahu who went to the battlefield were also killed, and the rich blood almost dyed the entire grassland red.

Then things became even simpler. Baima Yi spread out in all directions and explored various strongholds on the grassland. The generals followed Chen Gong's instructions and moved the surviving women and children of each tribe in the grassland to the designated places.

Thanks to Baima Yicong, Mu Yi and the others had already made a complete map of the northern grassland, selected several places on the map, and planned to start building cities in these places.

The best way to eliminate the nomads is to build cities on the grasslands. With the care of the city, these nomads no longer have to live after water and grass, and they are easier to bring under control.

However, it is easy to choose the location of the city, but it is not easy to choose the location of the large ranch to be built. Even Chen Gong and others can only go to various places to plan according to the map.

Although the large ranch is called a pasture, its zoning scope is definitely not smaller than that of a county. Therefore, each site selection must not only take into account the conditions of the grassland, but also determine the scope of each other.

They don't want the so-called "Three No Matters Zone" to appear on the grasslands in the future.

"Emperor!" Sun Ce opened the tent cheerfully.

Mu Yi put down the documents in his hands. After the Northern Xinjiang War ended, the things that needed to be dealt with not only did not become less, but became more. Mu Yi, as the last resort, had to start handling government affairs himself.

"What are you going to eat today?" Mu Yi asked as he walked out. Recently, he and the civil servants had a heavy burden on their shoulders, but the generals and soldiers were already quite idle.

"Yellow sheep, and a few big eagles that were shot down!" Sun Ce smiled happily. For a fighting man like him, life now is not very good.

This group of idle generals hunted on the grassland in twos and threes every day, and they would always bring something edible when they came back every day. Then a group of people would take care of it, and the middle and high-level people would eat it for lunch or dinner.

Generally speaking, after such a group of fierce generals hang out together for a while, they have become familiar with each other. The same level of martial arts has also strengthened the feelings of these people a lot.

Except for some innate conflicts that cannot be adjusted, this group of people now behaves like a powerful group when they are mixed together.

Even the most unruly Lu Bu showed up at the camp on time every day to attend the dinner.

"Is the inner air leaving the body again?" Mu Yi looked at the mutton already in the pot, smelled the smell in the air, and his eyes lit up.

"I feel like there are more and more ferocious beasts in Northern Xinjiang?" Meng Huo scratched his head.