The next morning, when Yang Wentian walked into the camp, most of the commanders and co-leaders were already sitting in Wang Luo's big tent.

Obviously, it was a celebration after the victory. Wang Luo was talking about the soldiers' strengthened training and all the redressing, and the officers were arguing....

"What do you say? Say it again! Yang Wentian found a seat, and just when he sat down, Wang Luo suddenly stopped explaining, and shouted angrily to a small co-leader in front of him.

There was a sudden silence in the tent. The little co-leader seemed to be frightened, and knelt down directly, "No... I didn't say anything..."

"Thanks to the blessing of the gods, the great sages and good teachers are sheltered." Wang Luo looked at the officer beside him. "Is this what he said?"

Several officers on the side paused for a moment, and they all nodded.

"Well, something has to be recalculated." Wang Luo flipped through the booklet in front of him. "When you attacked the Han army camp this time, you beheaded three, and you should have been rewarded with ten pieces of money and a piece of armor. Since you are so religious, then obviously you don't need it--- anyway, if the gods bless you, then credit the gods. ”

Hearing this, the officers muttered in a low voice, as if dissatisfied. Wang Luo stood up, "Everyone, the merits on the battlefield are all earned by the bloody battles of the soldiers!" Desperately you wait! The hard work is what you are waiting for! Therefore, when it comes to rewarding meritorious deeds, it is also you who are rewarded! ”

"You've fought a lot of battles before, were you religious? Did you win or lose as a result? Now, I am desperately thinking, calculating, looking for opportunities, and you are desperately marching, fighting, and winning battles, all of which are our own credit! But thanks to some gods, great sages and good teachers, is there water in your brain! ”

After these words, a lot of support was sparked. "That's right!" Zhang Xiong, Tie Zhu and several others even shouted out.

"God! Ghost! Whether there is or not, it doesn't matter to us! Pass the order! If anyone dares to disturb the morale of the army with the things of gods and ghosts, they will not be given military rations regardless of their military merits! Whoever believes in God let God give him bread. Lao Tzu doesn't feed this kind of person! ”

This kind of declaration did not cause much of a stir. Yang Wentian felt that the co-leader didn't believe in God at all, but he just said it for a while--- those people who were really pious should have defected to Lin Qiqushuai before, and they were all killed.

Now that I think about it, this person should have done it on purpose. Deliberately stalemate on the front line, giving the rear commander the illusion that he could lose but could hold back the enemy. Then, it was up to the Han army to take out the Yellow Turban religious forces that disgusted him, and then he would take out the Han army.

Like he said before--- psychological breakdown. Treat everyone, including your own, like fools.

After this little episode, the meeting went on for a while. Most of the content was Wang Luo's next plan: strict training, preparation to clear the remnants of the Han army and wealthy landlords in the nearby area, pacifying the surrounding peasants who had fled due to the war, distributing the landlords' land to the nearby peasants, recruiting troops from among the peasants, persuading the captured Han army, and so on.

A small part is to commend the officers who fought bravely before, to give public praise, and to provide corresponding rewards. And the matter of contact with the main force of the Yellow Turban was not mentioned.

It can be seen that these commendations and awards have made the officers very happy. Those who received the award were in high spirits, and those who did not were encouraged.

After the meeting, the officers left one after another. Yang Wentian stood in front of Wang Luo, hesitating and not knowing how to speak.

Seeing his friend coming, Wang Luo threw the pen on the table and shook his shoulder. "I'm exhausted."

"Will you get tired if it's digitized?"

"God knows. It could be that I'm thinking too much, I'm doing too much... In fact, the main thing is tiredness. ”

"You know, according to history, the total population of the country is about 50 million now; If it is allowed to develop naturally, by the time the Western Jin Dynasty is unified again, there will only be more than seven million left. This data may not be accurate, but it should be generally correct. ”

"It was a lot of pressure before, and it wasn't easy to survive. Now there is no such problem. Now that we've won, what I'm going to do now is no different from what I did in the last scenario: save these 40 million people. ”

... Talk about your dreams! It's impossible! "How do you save it? We'll be here for 30 days! You defeated a small Han army and occupied this place, but you think that's the end of it? After that, the Han army will continue to come! ”

"And you can't get used to yellow scarves, do you? The world is walking according to the main tone! We're just contractors, we're just passers-by! Why do you put all the blame for the mess on yourself? ”

Yang Wentian was a little excited, his voice became higher, and his tone was not so polite.

"I don't have any responsibility." Wang Luo tried to appease his friend. "It was an interesting goal, so I chose it. It's not that I have to do it--- I just want to do what I can, don't force the result, just do my best. ”

"Is it difficult? Hard. I'm well aware. But so what? Do you really like to do what other people dictate? Go at someone else's pace? Everything is under someone else's control? Isn't it fun to do something unexpected? ”

Wang Luo's eyes were still staring at Yang Wentian, but the visual distance of his pupils had changed. "It's one of the human traits to always have to fight against established rules. If you don't have a chance, it's just that, since I've met it, it's impossible to let it go. Of course, if you feel dangerous...."

Yang Wentian raised his hands in surrender.

Perhaps, only such a way of thinking can succeed those before. There's no point in worrying about that, just be yourself.

"I didn't say that. Like last time, as long as nothing goes wrong, I'll support you. ”

"Very well, thank you." Wang Luo picked up the pen. "What do you want to say?"

"Yes." Yang Wentian withstood the impact just now, and it was not so difficult to speak. "The people of the shadow team are the hostile contractors who were pit by you with two small Han armies before. They hope to exchange some equipment and supplies as well. ”

The corners of Wang Luo's mouth curled. "And what can they do?"

"If you refuse, I'll go back and tell them.... What did you say? ”

"They've surrendered, haven't they? I need to know what they are capable of and what they can do. If I do what I need, I can redeem it for them. ”

"Okay!" Yang Wen ran out in a hurry. "I'll tell her!"

"Revolution requires uniting all friends who can unite and fight against the common enemy." Looking at the swaying curtain after Yang Wentian went out, Wang Luo recited.

"And at different stages, the enemies faced are also different. Now, there is no doubt about the Han army. ”