After driving for half a day, in the evening, the sky was filled with clouds like fire.

The car in front stopped, and then the car Li Mengxi was riding in also stopped.

The coachman Zhang Tie turned around and said, "It's time to set up camp."

Marching is so boring. During the few days of limited marching, I only walked during the day and not at night.

Li Mengxi thought that it was possible to walk at night with a torch.

Then he thought that it was unsafe to march at night because of the prisoners, and Li Mengxi felt relieved.

My younger brother was in the car, sleeping peacefully and not waking up at this time.

Li Mengxi saw that the camp was starting to be set up in front of him. After riding in the car for a long time, his legs were numb. He wanted to get out of the car and move around beside the car.

Li Mengxi was kicking his legs under the car, while the coachman took off the bran bag from the wooden basin on the handlebar and took off the hay bale from the back of the car. Apparently, he was going to feed the animals.

Maybe it was Lao Tie's movement that alerted the younger brother. The younger brother woke up and started to cry as soon as he woke up. Then he saw his elder brother and stopped crying. He rubbed his eyes and got up.

Seeing his younger brother wake up, Li Mengxi smiled, stretched out his hand towards his younger brother, "Come down?"

After taking their younger brother out of the car, the two brothers watched curiously as the driver fed the animals.

"Brother, is this mang?" the younger brother said in a sweet voice, pointing at the old scalper.

Li Mengxi listened to his younger brother's cute colloquialism. He called the old cow "Mang Mang". Li Mengxi remembered that when he was a child, he also called the cow Mangmang, because the sound of the cow's braying was "mang~"

In the same way, pigs hum and cats meow.

Li Mengxi was so happy that he touched his brother's little head and said, "Yes, this is Mang Mang Niu."

The old cow was very good at eating. The hay rolled into his mouth. "Wow! Did Mang Mang eat so much?" Di Di exclaimed.

Li Mengxi watched the driver feeding the cows, but he was just bored. After watching it for a while, he lost interest.

My younger brother, on the other hand, couldn't take his eyes off him and was really into it.

Looking away from here, Li Mengxi looked into the distance. All around, the village warriors began to set up tents. A little further away, the village warriors were driving the prisoners together.

During this period, a conflict seemed to have occurred. When Li Mengxi saw the villagers pointing their guns at people, Li Mengxi started to scream, and the prisoners began to wail.

Doubting whether Liu Beijun was still mistreating the prisoners, Li Mengxi wanted to take a look.

"Brother, let's go over there and have a look." Li Mengxi called his brother.

The younger brother looked over, raised his head and looked at Li Mengxi with open eyes, "Are we still going to see Mangmang?"

"No, let's go see someone." Li Mengxi laughed.

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Eighteen hundred people were captured, and the local warriors gathered the prisoners together and supervised them.

A few days ago, Li Mengxi saw that some rebels had something like a fence. They buried it on the ground and surrounded the prisoners in a circle, so that the prisoners could not escape.

There was no fence today.

When Li Mengxi arrived with his younger brother, many of the Yellow Turban prisoners looked at Li Mengxi with blank expressions and indifferent eyes.

These people were dressed in rags, had unkempt hair, and wore yellow scarves on their heads. They were stained by dust and sweat, and were already completely black.

The prisoners took off their shoes in a noisy manner, squatted on their shoes, and sat on the ground. Thousands of people gathered around the area, which was a huge area. At a glance, they were full of heads.

Looking a little further, Li Mengxi looked beyond the crowd and saw a quarrel among the prisoners.

If you look closely, it sounds like a peasant woman and a man arguing.

"Uncle Shida." Li Mengxi called Xiangyong.

The leader of Xiangyong who was guarding the Yellow Turban was staring at Li Mengxi suspiciously. When Li Mengxi called him, the leader did not react for a moment, and then Li Mengxi called again.

"Hey! Military advisor, what are your orders?"

The commander remembered, this little baby was from the military advisor.

However, the baby was not wearing a cloak at the moment, so he could not recognize it at first. Just now, the chief thought that Li Mengxi had escaped from the prisoner.

I thought to myself, you are such a brave kid. You ran away without saying a word and wandered around. If you really become a military master, I wouldn't dare to kick you.

However, this was a military advisor, so luckily he didn't kick him.

"Uncle Shi Chang, I want to go in and take a look. I'll take care of you." Li Mengxi raised his hand towards Shi Chang.

What he meant was that he wanted to patrol the prisoner camp and let the commander keep an eye on him, so that no one among the prisoners who was mentally disturbed would come up and strangle him to death.

When the chief heard this, he laughed, greeted two or three people, and came over in a swaggering manner, kicking and driving the prisoners to both sides to make way for them.

Although it wasn't too much, Li Mengxi felt that it was wrong.

This is not how prisoners should be treated.

How to deal with it? Historically, the most successful prisoner policy was our People's Army.

When he was on duty for the Guo army, his superiors beat and scolded him, but instead he was captured by our army. Not only did our army not treat the prisoners badly, but they also rationed them the same as ordinary soldiers in our army.

It's strange that when I served as a soldier for the fruit party, I didn't have enough food to eat, but when I became a prisoner, I actually had enough food.

Not only that, he was given shoes when he saw that he had no shoes. When he saw that his clothes were too torn, he was given some clothes and his injuries were treated. Looking at another prisoner next to him who was seriously ill, he was willing to spend money on medicine and he was cured.

Finally, people said that if they wanted to join the army here, they would be warmly welcomed. If they didn't want to, they would be given severance pay and allowed to go home.

Countless prisoners, with tears in their eyes, rushed to join the army.

I had seen and known all kinds of things in my previous life, and had watched countless revolutionary movies. At that time, I had never been there personally, and I didn’t have much of an impression.

Now, when Li Mengxi saw the prisoners in Wuyangyang, countless fragments flashed through his mind, thinking of the soldiers who were on the verge of collapse in the Kuomintang army, but after switching to our army, they immediately seemed to be reborn.

This can be called a unique miracle in military history.

Li Mengxi suddenly laughed.

At this moment, Li Mengxi understood that he had abilities that Liu Guanzhang could not match.

Walk towards the place of quarrel.

In the crowd, a peasant woman couldn't hide, her face full of horror and fear, and she kept slapping a dark, skinny hand that was grabbing at her breast.

A man with a vulgar face was smiling in a lewd manner, reaching out his hand here and there in an extremely lewd way, trying to tease the woman.

When Li Mengxi came, neither the peasant woman nor the man noticed Li Mengxi's arrival.

Li Mengxi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The army was in chaos, order collapsed, and the Yellow Turban Army was a mixed bag of good and bad, with everyone included.

"Left and right, take this person!" Li Mengxi shouted sharply.

Behind him, Xiang Yong rushed forward. Before the wretched man could react, he rushed forward and kicked the man to the ground.

There was panic all around, and the peasant woman was also frightened.

"Cut it off?" The chief came up and bent down to ask Li Mengxi's opinion.

"Anyone who insults a woman will be whipped twenty times. If he dares to do it again, his head will be beheaded in public!" Li Mengxi glanced at the yellow scarf prisoners around him and shouted loudly.

"Execution." Li Mengxi ordered.

"Go, look for a whip!" Shi Chang didn't have a whip, so he ordered his men to look for a riding crop or something.

Not cavalry, ordinary soldiers, where is the whip?
Chapter completed!