Liu Bei could not be cut off for a while.

Since the beginning of the army, the recruitment of the rebel army, the construction of soldiers and armor, and the raising of food and grass all depended on Zhang Fei's family resources.

Recruiting five hundred rebels, Zhang Fei has already provided a lot of money and food.

If Zhang Fei's family's accumulation over generations was used to appease the Yellow Turbans, Liu Bei would be very embarrassed and find it difficult to say anything.

Liu Bei pondered for a long time, "Xi'er, the pacification strategy is indeed a good strategy, but our army is also short of food and grass.

If tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans retreated and surrendered in large numbers, our army would have no food left."

Hearing what Liu Bei said, Li Mengxi was suddenly enlightened. He suddenly remembered that recruiting enemy troops requires food. Unlike in the game, there is no cost. He only needs to send an eloquent counselor to lobby, and the Yellow Turbans will surrender.

Just like during the Warring States Period, Bai Qi killed 300,000 Zhao soldiers in a trap, thus earning the reputation of a butcher.

How can we do this without traps and killings? Where will the food and grass for 300,000 people come from?

To bear the burden of food for 300,000 captives, the Qin army would have to go hungry.

Or maybe he didn’t think it through enough, Li Mengxi thought.

The plan had shortcomings and did not take into account the actual situation, so Li Mengxi stopped talking and kept quiet.

"Perhaps we can eliminate and appease them at the same time." Guan Yu interjected, "Use the power of thunder to clear out the recalcitrant people, and use appeasement strategies to recruit and surrender those who have no intention of fighting again."

"As for food and grass, we can raise them from various places and we may be able to afford them."

After Guan Yu finished speaking, Zhang Fei followed him and said, "I still have money at home. If my eldest brother needs it, I will take it out too."

Zhang Fei knew that it would be very expensive to appease the Yellow Turbans. Knowing that his elder brother was in trouble, he tried his best to help.

"Thank you, third brother!" Liu Bei bowed to Zhang Fei.

"That's it." Liu Bei looked at Li Mengxi, then at Guan and Zhang.

"When our army returns, we will immediately recruit them."

It's over.

There are already strategies on how to deal with the Yellow Turbans in the four borders of Zhuo County.

It was late at night, and my little brother was yawning and feeling sleepy.

Upon seeing this, Li Mengxi said goodbye to Liu, Guan, and Zhang, and took his younger brother back to sleep.

Liu Bei agreed and asked Li Mengxi to rest early.

Li Mengxi said goodbye and left, taking his younger brother with him and leaving.

After Li Mengxi left, Liu Bei looked at the direction Li Mengxi left and thought of what Li Mengxi said a moment ago.

The government forces the people to rebel, but the people have no choice but to rebel, and the people have no choice but to rebel...

Liu Bei thought in his mind for a long time, and then thought about what Li Mengxi said on Fengming Mountain when the Yellow Turbans were pacified, and the world would be in chaos, what the Yellow Turbans were the beginning of troubled times, and what the Han Dynasty was about to perish, Liu Bei was confused and couldn't decide.

April, nineteenth.

The rebels led their troops back.

Since Liu Beijun set out from Zhuojun, how long it took him to go back.

We marched for a day without resting during the day and set up camp in the evening.

After spending a day on the grain truck, my active brother was extremely bored.

We finally stopped setting up camp and could come down to play. My brother was very happy.

When Li Mengxi jumped out of the car, his younger brother couldn't wait to get out and play.

"Brother, can you catch me?"

"Don't jump!" Li Mengxi hurriedly shouted, but his nose was still aching. If he was hit again, he would have another nosebleed.

"Oh." The elder brother refused to let him jump down. Thinking about it, the younger brother who jumped down was a little unhappy. He puffed up his mouth and slid down obediently.

Li Mengxi and his younger brother wandered around the limited campsite in boredom.

"Xi'er." Liu Bei's voice came from behind.

Liu Bei called himself Xi'er instead of Meng Xi or Li Mengxi, which felt a bit intimate. Li Mengxi felt that Liu Bei's calling him Xi'er showed that Liu Bei liked his two brothers very much.

"Xuan De Gong." Li Mengxi greeted Liu Bei with a smile.

Liu Bei came over, holding something in his hand. It was a beetle, an insect with long beards, on a small wooden stick.

When Liu Bei came over, his younger brother had long been staring at the beetle in Liu Bei's hand without moving.

"Zhuan'er, look." Liu Bei smiled and touched Li Zhuan's head, then put the beetle into his brother's hand, "Go and see if the insect can run away."

The younger brother took the beetle and ran to the side happily, crawling on the ground to play with the beetle.

Liu Bei sent his younger brother away, obviously something was wrong.

Li Mengxi made a rough guess, "Mr. Xuande, let's talk here."

Li Mengxi pointed to a quiet and deserted place nearby. Liu Bei nodded and the two of them went there together.

Look around to make sure no one is there.

Liu Bei looked at Li Mengxi, bowed his hands gently, and asked seriously, "What Meng Xi said a few days ago was that the Han Dynasty will perish. From a certain point of view, Meng Xi is not a person who speaks nonsense. There must be a reason for his words. How can the Han Dynasty perish? Please teach Meng Xi

I."

Sure enough, that's what happened.

A few days ago, Li Mengxi said the wrong thing because of poor thinking. Since this day, Li Mengxi has thought about countermeasures.

Li Mengxi took half a step back, stood up straight, and bowed to Liu Bei seriously.

"What I said a few days ago is a lie, Mr. Xuande need not worry about it.

Although there is the Yellow Turban Rebellion today, it is nothing more than the disease of scabies. Our great Han Dynasty is so long, how can the little Yellow Turbans be able to shake it?

Although the Yellow Turbans are powerful, there are righteous men in the world who will use their lives to fight against the thieves. The Yellow Turbans will be destroyed in a moment, and peace can be expected in the world. Why should Mr. Xuande worry?"

Li Mengxi was serious and spoke eloquently.

In his words, he did not acknowledge the recent remarks that the Han Dynasty was about to perish. He only said that the situation of the Han Dynasty was excellent.

Why, yesterday I said that the great Han Dynasty was about to perish, but if I ask again today, they are completely different.

Liu Bei looked at Li Mengxi with subtle eyes.

"Seriously? Is the Yellow Turban really caused by scabies?" Liu Bei asked again.

"Seriously." Li Mengxi looked serious.

Liu Bei couldn't see anything from Li Mengxi's face.

Knowing that Li Mengxi did not want to talk more, Liu Bei hesitated to speak.

At this time, the younger brother couldn't find Li Mengxi, so he came to find his elder brother with the beetle.

"Brother, let's go find some grass for him to eat?"

The younger brother said that he wanted to find grass to feed the beetles.

Li Mengxi smiled sheepishly at Liu Bei, "Xuan Degong, my brother called me."

Liu Bei also smiled back, "Well, excuse me." Liu Bei bowed his hand.

Li Mengxi returned the favor lightly, and then ran towards his younger brother. Together with his younger brother, he was going to find some grass to feed the insects.

Behind him, Liu Bei stood on the same spot and did not move for a long time, like a statue. Liu Bei looked at the two brothers Li Mengxi running and jumping for joy. Liu Bei's eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking.

That night, Liu Bei thought about it over and over again. The words "the Han Dynasty was about to die" were like a nightmare, lingering in his heart, making Liu Bei hang like a sword above his head, and he could not sleep peacefully at all times.

Liu Bei, who couldn't sleep, got up, put on his clothes and walked out of the tent.

Looking up, in the night sky, on the side of the Big Dipper, the red star is bright.

It has been several days since the red star appeared in the sky that day, and the sky is so strange. Li Mengxi's statement that the Han Dynasty's fortune is stable, how can it be trusted?

Another day.

April, 20th.

It was evening again and we set up camp.

On this day, Guan Yu came to ask Li Mengxi for advice on setting up camp, and Li Mengxi went happily.

Just as Guan Yu was following Guan Yu and patrolling the camp, Liu Bei came again.

When Liu Bei came, he had a smile on his face and said, "Second brother, you are busy."

Guan Yu returned with a smile, "Show Meng Xi how to set up a stronghold."

"Very good." Liu Bei praised.

Then, Liu Bei glanced at Li Mengxi and then at Guan Yu, "Second brother, I want to talk to Mengxi about something."
Chapter completed!