After a while, Liu Bei raised his head, looked at Li Mengxi, and hesitated, "Xi'er, why did you go to the prisoner camp? Is it to inspect the camp? To observe the military situation? Or is it because you want to select talents among the prisoners, such as the Kunfa witch doctor?"

Liu Bei asked curiously.

Previously, Li Mengxi spoke loudly about world affairs, and his words were as sharp as a knife. Not only did he frighten Liu Bei, he was so frightened that he was tender on the inside and tender on the outside.

Otherwise, Liu Bei would not have been so excited that he immediately appointed the seven-year-old Li Mengxi as his military advisor.

In Liu Bei's mind, although Li Mengxi was young, he was full of wit and resourcefulness, and his talents were immeasurable. When Li Mengxi went to inspect the prison camp, Liu Bei thought that it would be a major event like the camp, military situation, and recruiting talents.

As everyone knows, Li Mengxi went to the prison camp just to capture the prisoners themselves.

Li Mengxi came back to his senses, raised his head and looked at Liu Bei, his eyes fixed on Liu Bei's eyes, "I said a few days ago, [Regard the Yellow Turbans as the people, and the Yellow Turbans will be cleared without a fight]. If I ask again today, is Xuande still thinking as he did yesterday?"

Li Mengxi asked.

"Of course!" Liu Bei didn't hesitate. He put his hand on the low table and called back to Li Mengxi, "Is this someone who breaks his promise?"

"Okay." Li Mengxi nodded, sat up straight, let go and said, "The Yellow Turbans are for the people, and the Yellow Turban prisoners are also the people."

"But now, I think the method of placing the Yellow Turban prisoners is too rough."

"Gong Xuande has no shortage of porridge and food for the captives. He is extremely benevolent and righteous. However, there is not much else."

"A certain prisoner lacked clothes and bedding. Yesterday there was a heavy rain, and the wilderness was drenched in rain. Many of the prisoners were sick. In addition, there was a lack of medical treatment and medicine. In case of an epidemic, it would harm our army.

This is a loss of capital."

"In the prisoner camp, when a certain person was patrolling the camp, he saw 1,800 prisoners, men, women, old and young, all mixed together. He also encountered a man molesting a woman..."

"Bold!" Before Li Mengxi finished speaking, Liu Bei angrily slapped his hand on the table with a snap. Li Mengxi was startled, "Where is this beast? How dare you do this?" Liu Bei had an angry look on his face.

"...I have punished this person." Li Mengxi finally clarified the thoughts interrupted by Liu Bei and continued, "Among the prisoners, there are men, women, old and young, with different physical strengths and weaknesses.

For one thing, there is no distinction between young and old, the strong will be faster, while the weak will be slower, which will delay the march of our army.

Secondly, if men and women mix in the same place, trouble may easily arise.

This is a failure of control."

"Some prisoners may have a face ashen as death, some may stare angrily at me as if they were enemies, or some may look at life and death indifferently, making noises and making noises that can't be stopped with sticks.

Eighteen hundred captives, not one of them agrees with me.

This is a loss of public sentiment.”

Lack of supplies, chaotic systems, and the unwillingness of prisoners to return. Li Mengxi talked about the problems faced by prisoners from three different aspects.

After finishing the conversation, Liu Bei's eyes widened, and his heart started to stir again. Li Mengxi's every word was so precise that Liu Bei was amazed.

However, after all, Liu Bei went through some shocking words such as the great man was about to die, the destiny was lost, and the destiny would be taken again.

Li Mengxi now said some insightful words again. Although the insights were somewhat shocking when placed on a doll, Liu Bei was already somewhat immune to them.

As expected of the military advisor we all admire, he is extraordinary.

Liu Bei thought so and felt proud.

After thinking about the "three mistakes" mentioned by Li Mengxi one by one, Liu Bei did not think of a proper solution.

Seeing that Li Mengxi looked calm and seemed to have a countermeasure, Liu Bei leaned forward and asked hurriedly, "Does Mengxi have a good plan? Please tell me quickly!"

Li Mengxi nodded in reply, "First, most of the prisoners do not have bedding and bedding. Our army does not have extra bedding, so this is something we cannot do.

However, if among the captives, like the mother and child that Duke Xuande saw just now, if they sleep in the cold wind without a tent and the baby is sick, I am afraid that if they wake up overnight, the baby will die.

No matter what, one or two tents and bedding must be set aside to provide shelter for the old, weak, sick and disabled like this mother and son."

As he said that, Li Mengxi looked at Liu Xuande and said, "Our army sergeant, if two people squeeze into one bed, how much space can be left in the bedding tent?"

This seems to be one problem, but it is actually two problems.

Li Mengxi first asked if Liu Bei would be willing to free the soldiers' beds and tents for the prisoners, and secondly, asked how many beds could be freed.

Sure enough, Liu Xuande did not disappoint Li Mengxi.

Liu Bei didn't even think about vacating the beds, and went straight back, "Five or six tents, dozens of beds, don't worry."

Li Mengxi nodded.

"Very good!" Li Mengxi praised the case, "The old and the weak can live in the tent and have a safe night.

A young and strong man sleeps in the wilderness. Although he has no bedding, he can carry it.

It won't be too late to look for a house when we return to the county town.

The loss of capital is over."

"What happens if the control is lost?" Liu Bei pressed his hands a few times and asked impatiently.

“Form up one battalion for the young and the strong, another for the women, and another for the old and the weak.

When marching, each line is divided into separate lines, and when encamping, each camp is divided into separate groups.

In this way, there should be no such thing as molesting a woman, and there should be no such thing as the young and the strong taking advantage of the old and the weak."

After Liu Bei heard the second strategy, he clapped his hands and praised it.

"Meng Xi, what will happen to this third loss, the loss of people's support?"

This is the most critical point.

Li Mengxi did not answer immediately. Li Mengxi sighed, "I saw children younger than my youngest brother in the prison camp.

Someone saw that his clothes were not covering his body, his face was sallow and his muscles were thin, and his skinny bones were exposed.

My two brothers were about to starve to death, but luckily they met Duke Xuande.

Someone is good, has a certain skill, and can be valued by Duke Xuande, so he doesn’t have to worry about food and clothing."

"But among the captives, there are thousands of yellow turban troops in the four areas of Zhuojun. How many of them are helpless children like my two brothers?

On that day, if I had not met Mr. Xuande.

If my brother is sick and has no one to take care of him, if my brother and I are lost in the wilderness, not knowing the way, and without food, if my brother is hungry and howling, how can I bear it?

If a wolf came out to eat me at night, what would I do?

If a wicked person snatches away my brother in front of me, kills him and cooks his flesh, my eyes will bleed, my hands will clench into my armor, and even if I want to hit the wicked person to death, I will be unable to do anything.

Suppose two of my brothers are fleeing in the wilderness, and one brother falls ill and dies, and the other wants to bury him in the earth so that wild animals will not eat his food, but the other is unarmed and cannot do it.

Even though my two brothers were able to blend into the broken army and get a moment of peace, if the army came to suppress the army and the army was in chaos, if my brother died under the sword and ax of the army, his head rolled into my arms and blood splashed in my eyes, you

Guess, do I, Li Mengxi, dare to rebel against his mother?"

When Li Mengxi talked about the emotional point, his emotions were agitated and his voice was filled with sadness.

"I am not afraid of death. I cannot bear to face the tragic death of my young brother, nor do I want to be helpless and have thousands of children die tragically like my young brother."

"Prisoners were captured in the army, and the refugees in the four areas of Zhuojun were defeated. All the people in prefectures and counties all over the country were in trouble, and they all worked hard to save them. Is Mr. Xuande willing?"

Liu Bei's eyes were foggy, "Wish!"

"If I say that there are prisoners in the army and I ask them if they would like to join our army, if they are willing, they will be forgiven. If they are not willing, they will be given enough money and food to allow them to return home.

The loss of money and food will be heavy, is Mr. Xuande willing?"

"willing!"

Liu Bei choked with sobs.

"This is the way for the captives to return home."

Li Mengxi held up his hands and bowed to Liu Bei.

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