Zhang Jue, including Zhang Jue himself, was confused, worried, and extremely cautious, and was led to a place by Liu Bei.

What I saw was a large open space filled with pottery urns. I don’t know whether it was hundreds of urns or thousands of urns. It was very spectacular.

Li Mengxi's fingers were all over the pottery urns on the ground, and he said to Zhang Jiao, "Here is prepared porridge that can feed 40,000 people. You can divide the porridge among your troops, and then you can set up camp here, and you can decide everything on your own."

After speaking, Li Mengxi left in a hurry.

Liu Bei didn't want to talk to Zhang Jiao too much, so he said a few polite words and left.

Zhang Jiao stood in front of a large piece of ceramic urn, his eyes full of confusion. Looking to the side, the official camp was a little far to the north. The Zhuozhou rebel camp was neatly organized, separated by a car formation. He could see soldiers looking into the rebel camp.

Watch and wait.

However, apart from this, no one from the Zhuozhou Rebel Army came to take care of it, and they let the Yellow Turbans do what they wanted.

Zhang Jiao looked back at the yellow turban crowd behind him. The yellow turban crowd looked uneasy and looked around uneasily.

Zhang Jiao calmed down and ordered all the Yellow Turban tribes to come and share the porridge.

The person finally arrived. Li Mengxi had been boiling the porridge for several days and added water countless times. The person finally arrived.

When the exhausted Zhang Jue began to share the porridge, at the same time, at the rear of Zhang Jue's long march, Guan Yu led his troops to block the road, blocking behind the tail of the Yellow Turban, to guard against possible pursuers.

Li Mengxi had just arrived and asked Guan Yu if there were any pursuers coming. Before he finished speaking, smoke and dust billowed at the end of the avenue, and the pursuers arrived in an instant.

What was chasing was a group of cavalry. When Guan Yu saw the large group of cavalry rushing towards him, he raised his Yanyue Sword, and the crossbowman who was waiting behind him immediately stepped forward.

The crossbowman raised the strung-up crossbow in his hand, lowered the crossbow slightly, faced the oncoming cavalry, and immediately fired the crossbow.

The bows and arrows exploded with a bang, and the crossbow arrows flew out in a whoosh. After the crossbow arrow flew thirty steps, it was nailed to the ground with a pop, and was nailed in front of the Xiliang cavalry.

"Hey~" The Xiliang cavalry was blocked by crossbows and quickly reined in their horses. The horses and men stood up, barely able to stop their momentum.

Smoke and dust were flying, and a man from the Xiliang cavalry stepped forward, it was Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo asked angrily, "I am coming after the Yellow Turbans! Why did you stop me?"

On the rebel side, Li Mengxi walked out and came to the front of the two armies. Seeing the disgraced look of Dong Zhuo chasing him, Li Mengqiang resisted the urge to laugh. He straightened his body, straightened his sleeves, then cleared his throat, and then,

Seriously, he gave Dong Zhuo a big gift. After the ceremony, he opened his eyes wide and pretended to be very surprised, "Ah! Dong Gong came here to chase Zhang Jiao? What a coincidence! Zhang Jiao has already led his troops.

It's too late for Duke Dong to surrender to me! The war is over, so please go, Duke Dong!"

Dong Zhuo was trembling with anger and his face was turning blue, "You...you..." Dong Zhuo's fat face trembled with anger. He gritted his teeth and pointed at Li Mengxi. His fingers were trembling with anger, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Li Mengxi smiled faintly and even winked at Dong Zhuo.

Finally, seeing how angry Dong Zhuo was about to explode, Li Mengxi couldn't help but smile unkindly.

Dong Zhuo's face was gloomy, he glanced at Li Mengxi hatefully, pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, whipped his whip, "Withdraw!" Dong Zhuo reluctantly ordered the withdrawal.

The Xiliang cavalry came quickly and retreated quickly.

Li Mengxi felt pity for Dong Zhuo. Dong Zhuo spent more than twenty days fighting the city. Seeing the city was broken, Zhang Jiao escaped. Seeing that he was about to catch up with Zhang Jiao, Zhang Jiao surrendered to Liu Bei.

Dong Zhuo defeated the city, and Dong Zhuo died, but nothing was left in the end. It can be said that he lost money and turned to shouting.

Seeing Dong Zhuo's army leaving, Li Mengxi looked at Guan Yu and said, "Come on, General Guan, let's go back to the camp."

Guan Yu nodded and led his troops back to camp.

Besides, Li Mengxi refused Dong Zhuo. At this moment, the yellow turban spread its corners.

It is said that Zhang Jiaobu fled in a hurry and was chased by Dong Zhuo in a panic. Then he came to the Zhuozhou rebel army in a daze and was not embarrassed.

The Yellow Turban soldiers, who were hungry and thirsty, unexpectedly drank sweet millet porridge when they arrived. The millet porridge was warm and delicious, neither hot nor cold, and was just right to drink.

Regardless of whether Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turbans returned to the Xinyi Army or not, after a bowl of porridge, the Yellow Turbans at least felt a lot more at ease.

The rebel army has sufficient recruitment experience and a complete recruitment process.

Take porridge as an example, choose millet over wheat and sorghum, because wheat porridge sinks to the bottom and is as thin as water, while sorghum is rough and sticks to the throat, and the taste is not as good as millet.

Since we want to use porridge to win over people's hearts, then it is definitely easier to win over people's hearts with a piece of white flour than with a piece of moldy flour. Therefore, since it is just to win over, the win-over time does not need to last too long anyway. It doesn't matter if you mess around afterwards, Yellow Turban

When you first come, you can use millet porridge to win over its heart. When it returns to its heart, you can replace it with coarse bran.

Millet porridge is used without anything else. It took Li Mengxi a long time to understand this.

Also, in order to make the soothing effect stronger, the porridge must be warm and delicious. If a person takes a sip and is so hot that he cries for father and mother, the soothing effect will definitely be greatly reduced. This is another detail.

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There were also pottery urns left for the Yellow Turbans. Beside each urn were several piles of wooden bowls. These bowls exhausted the rebel army's logistical strength.

There are not many bowls, there are tens of thousands of Zhangjiao, and there are only more than 2,000 bowls. However, the extra bowls make the rebels appear to be extremely thoughtful.

This is another face project. But it has to be said that face projects are sometimes very useful.

What is even more thoughtful is that there is a wooden spoon in each pottery urn to make it easier for everyone in the Yellow Turbans to serve porridge.

The rebel army has considered every detail. This is not perfection that can be achieved on a temporary basis, but since leaving Zhuozhou, there have been many recruitment-related matters, whether it is Li Mengxi, Liu Bei, or the rebel army. Looking at it in detail,

As far as recruiting surrenders and accepting rebels is concerned, the rebels have sufficient experience in recruiting surrenders and have a very mature recruitment method that has been perfected several times.

Whose surrendering troops would feel uneasy and panicked on the first day of surrender?

However, when I cast my head, I didn't panic yet.

Not only did they not panic, but after eating the porridge, the Yellow Turban soldiers, who had quenched their hunger and thirst, squatted on the ground, with their rifles on their shoulders and knives on the ground. With their weapons in hand and the confidence to protect themselves, the Yellow Turban sergeants frequently moved towards the rebel camp next to them.

Look, everyone in the Yellow Turbans is extremely curious about the rebels.

In the Yellow Turban Army, the Yellow Turban generals, like ordinary soldiers, ate porridge and squatted on the ground to rest. The Yellow Turban generals also looked towards the rebel camp.

There was a man in the Yellow Turban Army, with a curly beard and a black face, as strong as an iron tower. This man's armor was stained with blood, and his armor was full of marks from spears and knives. The armor was broken. In many places, the armor ropes had been broken, and the armor pieces had slipped away.

It's about to fall off.

This is Zhoucang.

Zhou Cang stood with his hands on his hips and looked at the Zhuozhou Rebel Camp not far away. He could only see many people in the Zhuozhou Rebel Camp, but could not see the rest.

The Yellow Turban general Liao Hua also squatted on the ground and looked towards the Zhuozhou Rebel Army. Eight out of ten people in the circle around Liao Hua tilted their heads to look at the Zhuozhou Rebel Army's camp.

Although Li Mengxi did not say whether Zhang Jiao would surrender or not, at this time, the rebel army was retreating in order to advance, and first gave out porridge. After giving the porridge, he did not mention surrender at all. On the contrary, many soldiers in the Yellow Turban wanted to see what the Zhuozhou rebels did.

He was kind, not evil, and not as cruel as Dong Zhuo, so it might be good to surrender the Zhuozhou rebels.

The rebels gave them a lot of porridge. It was sweet and delicious millet porridge. The porridge was semi-thick and tasted best. The porridge was neither cold nor hot. It was very comfortable to drink. It had a bowl and a spoon. It was just a little thing.

, within an hour, many Yellow Turban soldiers no longer resisted the rebels.
Chapter completed!