Wang Ze was very happy.

There are many reasons for him to be happy, first of all, he survived this fierce battle, which is the most important thing.

Actually, he was a very lucky man.

As early as the first year of Zhongping, he followed General Huangfu to Yingchuan, to Nanyang, and then to Jizhou. Later, he returned to Luoyang with Huangfu Song, and his career came to an end temporarily. Later, the main general changed, but the momentum of the winning streak did not change, and the military strategy shown by the new general General Xu was still vaguely above General Huangfu.

Serving under the command of these two victorious generals, the probability of saving his life is much higher than that of the defeated, if it weren't for this, Wang Ze, the shield hand who rushed to the forefront every time, would not have survived to this day.

But it is a good thing to save their lives, no matter what, even under the command of invincible generals, the soldiers will still die and be injured.

The battle that happened just now was that General Xu was strong, and the opponent was not weak, and the tug-of-war on the front line caused Wang Ze's fifty subordinates to be reduced by more than half. When he looked around and looked at the unfamiliar faces around him, how could there be no lingering palpitations in his heart?

General Xu's command was very good and timely, and the positions of the dead and wounded were quickly filled, which could play a vital role in the victory or defeat of this war, but it could not make up for the lost lives.

In this regard, Wang Ze has no complaints, now that it is such a world, instead of feeling indiscriminately, it is better to concentrate on controlling the shield in his hand, only in this way can he live longer.

Of course, by the way, I have to pray, praying that my lord will always be a person like General Huangfu and General Xu. Otherwise, no matter how well he controls his shield, no matter how hard he fights and the army is defeated, he can only abandon his shield and flee, resigned to fate.

Generally speaking, the probability of a daring soldier like him who rushes to the front is very low after a crushing defeat.

Especially after such a fierce battle, it is useless to surrender even on your knees, and killing the red-eyed enemy will kill everything you can move in front of you, even if it's a horse! The generals can't control it, and they generally won't control this kind of pursuit, because it's very necessary, and after the battle, the soldiers must be let out, otherwise it is easy to cause other problems.

These are all common sense, in Wang Ze's seven-year career, there have never been accidents, and he has almost taken these perceptions as the truth.

Today, however, the unexpected finally happened.

The enemy did flee, fleeing, fleeing with his armor thrown away; Your own side has won, exactly as before. Wang Ze turned his head to look at the Lingqi behind him, and just waiting for the order, he could lead the brothers he knew or didn't know to start the hunt, celebrating his survival and this hard-won victory.

However, although the command flag is beckoning, the order passed on is not to pursue, but to stand by!

What's going on? There was a commotion in the military column, and Wang Ze himself was a little confused and a little uneasy.

"It doesn't matter, the enemy's main general is Taishan Wang Pengju, who is known for his cunning and wisdom, and the general may be worried that he will use deceitful tactics, so he should wait and see." Hearing this voice, Wang Ze's emotions calmed down slightly, because it was Zhang Xiao who spoke.

This person was originally just one of the hundreds of personal soldiers around General Xu, and now he has no military position, he and his comrades are special heralds, well, maybe not only heralds, but also some other roles, Wang Ze can't say, anyway, the existence of these people is very helpful.

If it weren't for Zhang Xiao's patient teaching, Wang Ze knew that he would never be able to learn those extremely complicated banners.

In fact, he doesn't understand all of them now, but he can distinguish the advance and retreat through the banner of the main general's flag, and he has no clue about the orders for each song, every tun, and even each team. He just listened to Zhang Xiao's password.

In addition, Zhang Xiao will also tell him and low-ranking officers like him some truths, such as everyone loves each other equally, meritocracy regardless of whether they are high or low, and controls their own destiny through hard work.

Wang Ze felt that unlike the truths taught by celebrities and officials, these truths were easy to understand and very intimate, although Zhang Xiao kept saying that he didn't really understand, but he thought he understood, and many of his colleagues did the same.

Understand it or not, in fact, it is not very important, as long as you understand, what Zhang Xiao said is usually right, follow his orders, you can save your life in the fierce battle, and win the victory is enough.

Anything else, is it important?

But this time it may be a little different, when Wang Ze calmed down and looked at the fleeing enemy with unwillingness, his eyes suddenly widened.

What attracted him was not the fleeing enemy, nor the great victory that had already been reached, nor the sight of severed limbs and corpses all over the field, he had seen too many of these things, and he had long been surprised.

What kept him unable to take his eyes off his eyes and his blood rushed to his mind were the things that the rout was discarding, which he was used to, but the difference was that he only had very little, or had only seen them......

What the rout threw on the ground was money!

Five baht money! It was the main currency in circulation in the Han Dynasty, and it was minted from copper, but it was called gold.

Gold! Real gold, yellow and shiny!

Silver! In the Han Dynasty, silver, like gold, was not money, but it did not affect their value, because gold and silver were treasures, more valuable than money!

There are also jewels, real jewels, pearls, jadeite, crystals, although they are all very small grains, but as long as you see the luster of these small things from a distance, the blind will open their eyes, and the fool will know that he is lucky!

This is what excites Wang Ze the most.

"Oh!"

"Victorious! Win! ”

"Chase!"

Cheers rang out, and for the first time, the soldiers of the Northern Army felt the joy of victory.

Playing yellow scarves, they won many times, but except for the first few times, they will be excited, they will be excited, they will be happy, and they will be glad that they saved their lives, what is there to be excited about?

Winning a battle also has to be born and die, but what do you get in the end?

The next chance to be born and die?

Kill those Yellow Turban thieves who look like their parents and brothers?

After countless deductions, the meager military salary is extremely low? That little food is only enough to feed your stomach, and if you want to bring some benefits to your family, you have to save money......

Booty? What is that?

The Yellow Turbans are a group of honest ordinary people, the reason why they ran out to be thieves is because they are dying of hunger and can't live anymore, where will there be any loot if they defeat them?

That's right, they have robbed the states and counties, and they have gained a lot, but that can't stop them from having too many people! Everything that could be eaten was eaten, and everything that could not be eaten was exchanged for food.

Who did he exchange it with, Wang Ze didn't know, but he knew that the granaries in those big families were always full, maybe if it was reduced a little, no one would find out, right?

A traitor to Xiliang?

They are not much richer than the Yellow Turban Army, and those Hulu don't think about the future, they are purely grabbing for the sake of grabbing, and what they grab will eventually be concentrated in the hands of those handsome. And the heroes will only rush to the front when they win the battle, and when they lose, they run faster than anyone else, and it is really difficult to catch one.

In these battles in Luoyang, a lot of things were captured, but before the battle, the imperial court had already owed its people almost a year's military salary. Since the first emperor was critically ill, no one paid attention to his people.

The general was bent on killing the eunuchs, his staff only cared about offering advice, and the party members and celebrities were busy adding fuel to the fire; The eunuchs were bent on saving their lives. Everyone has to seize the military power, but no one cares about paying military salaries.

Later, the capital was in turmoil, and the border army also entered Beijing, and Prime Minister Dong Cheng took over the power, and finally stopped a little, but life did not become much better. It is true that Prime Minister Dong Cheng is in charge, but except for the order to reward him, his other orders cannot be transmitted outside Luoyang at all, and no one pays attention to him.

If the taxes from all over the country are not sent to Beijing, Prime Minister Dong Cheng's own descendants will starve, where can they take care of the troops in the capital?

The Xiliang army lived by robbery, but Wang Ze and his comrades could only starve, and defeated Sun Jian, Kong Ling, and Cao Cao with a lot of captures, but it was only a relief.

Today, General Xu defeated Wang Pengju, and the opportunity to make a fortune has finally arrived!

Taishan Wang Peng is worthy of his name, he is very capable of fighting, and he is also very rich, and ordinary soldiers have brought so much money, not only money, but also all kinds of treasures! No wonder his soldiers are so desperate, obviously the number is small, and the command means are slightly inferior, but they have been fighting to the death.

Will there be a brave man under the heavy reward, Wang Ze understands this truth!

He shouted, pushed away the giant shield casually, and was about to rush forward with his feet, but was grabbed by Zhang Xiao.

"Wang Ze, what are you going to do? The general hasn't given the order yet, the enemy may be defeated, aren't you afraid of death? ”

"What deception? Zhang Lingjun, don't be a rough person, you don't understand anything! ”

Wang Ze struggled desperately, shouting: "I have been fighting for so many years, what do I not understand?" These people threw money out to save their lives! If you don't throw away the money, none of them will survive! The Taishan army has money, and their monthly salary is up to half a year, and they are never in arrears, and there are double shares in wartime! Not only the Taishan Army, but also the powerful private soldiers in the world are the same! Don't assume I don't know! ”

"......" Looking at Wang Ze's hideous face, Zhang Xiao was a little speechless for a while: "Even if this is the case, you can't guarantee that this is not a conspiracy ......"

"Death by starvation is death, death in battle is also death, when you become a prisoner, will it be bad to be a soldier for Haoqiang? Look at the crossbows they use! Look at their armor! Let go, you let go! Don't let it go, don't blame me for being unkind! Seeing that the shield array was collapsing little by little, and more and more people were rushing forward across the battle line, and the people at the front had already leaned over and started to pick up things, Wang Ze's eyes were red!

Zhang Xiao shouted in despair: "Everyone is a comrade, they are all equal, and the spoils of war can be ...... after the war."

"Equal fart! Lao Tzu is desperate on the front line, nine deaths, of course, the loot must be taken first! Finding that the strength of pulling himself began to weaken, Wang Ze was overjoyed, and suddenly struggled, broke free of Zhang Xiao's pull as he wished, and jumped out like an arrow from the string, and the crazy shouts came from afar.

Xu Rongjun's forward completely collapsed, the soldiers threw away their weapons, rushed forward desperately, and joined the ranks of picking up money, and from time to time there would be people arguing with each other over the ownership of the treasures, and even starting to move......

The chaos comes and goes, constantly spreading, and it is out of control!

In a certain corner of the battlefield, Wang Yu's eyes showed a somewhat complicated look, and he whispered to himself: "Xu Rong's third weakness, this army is not his, he didn't bring it out single-handedly, and besides, he is very poor, and his soldiers are also poor......"