The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

After Zhou Dapeng smashed the middle-aged man in golden armor's head with a single kick, it was as if a switch had been flipped in his body. Standing on the battlefield, he swung his arm and slammed it hard into his own chest!

Zhou Dapeng never wears armor on the battlefield!

These punches landed on his own chest like a gorilla's blows!

The muscles in his chest heaved with each punch he threw, and his roar was like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, echoing amidst thousands of troops. The air on the battlefield trembled because of this roar!

After the roar subsided, Zhou Dapeng's eyes turned bloodshot!

He took a few quick steps, picked up his battle axe, and began harvesting kills on the battlefield!

With a swift turn, he unleashed a flurry of axe strikes, and dozens more Green Turban soldiers met their end.

"kill!"

"Kill them all!"

"Kill them all!"

Zhou Dapeng unleashed a rampage, and none of the Green Turban Army soldiers who approached survived!

Seeing Zhou Dapeng, who looked like a demon god, the Qingjin Army's mentality completely collapsed!

Even if they kneel on the ground, surrender, and beg for mercy, it won't change their fate of being killed!

"Great Roc!"

"calm down!"

After a while, Zhou Junru rode up on horseback, and Zhou Dapeng had been fighting for who knows how long!

Seeing Zhou Dapeng had gone into a frenzy, Zhou Junru frowned, circulated her qi to regulate her breathing, and suddenly shouted, "Dapeng! Stop!"

Her voice carried Zhou Junru's inner strength, like a chant of Buddhist hymns, resounding and powerful!

Zhou Dapeng then slowly stopped wielding his battle axe, and the killing intent in his eyes gradually subsided!

At this moment, only Zhou Junru could awaken Zhou Dapeng, who had entered a berserk state!

"That's enough!"

Zhou Junru shook her head.

"Stop killing! These are just ordinary Green Turban soldiers, originally just ordinary civilians. What good will killing more do you?"

On the battlefield, Zhou Junru was much more clear-headed than Zhou Dapeng!

Before the rebellion, these Qingjin soldiers were all ordinary people of Dajing, subjects of Dajing.

If they were from the Longwu Dynasty or the Kushan Empire, then the attitude would be different.

Since they are all our own people, and the reason they rebelled was simply to beg for food, there is no need to kill them all now that they have surrendered.

In addition, Zhou Junru felt that her younger brother was too bloodthirsty, and if this continued, it would not be a good thing.

If murderous intent enters the body, one might go mad!

Zhou Junru had always suppressed Zhou Dapeng through bloodline, and he had always been very obedient to her since he was a child.

He was having a great time killing people, and although stopping at this moment made him very unhappy, he managed to control his emotions in the end!

In just a short while, he had already killed nearly two thousand people. The place he had just passed through was like hell!

Calling him a human-shaped killing machine is absolutely true!

The Qing Turban Army soldiers, who had already given up hope, collapsed to the ground on the spot when they saw Zhou Dapeng finally stop killing, their hands and feet completely unable to exert any strength!

The feeling of having walked through the gates of hell is something I'll probably never forget for the rest of my life!

"This guy seems to lose control when he starts killing."

Jia Daoshi, Ji Bingyan, and their group had already led their troops into Wuzhen, driven out all the Qingjin Army soldiers inside, and then arrived at the city gate tower.

When I saw Zhou Dapeng slaughtering the Green Turban Army as if it were nothing, I was quite shocked!

This guy seems to have been born to kill!

However, his technique seems to have some problems.

With such a strong bloodthirsty nature, he might end up harming himself!

Chow Chun-yu looks much better.

No wonder these siblings usually go to the battlefield together. Zhou Dapeng really wouldn't be able to do it without Zhou Junru taking care of him!

With the middle-aged Golden Armorer killed in action and Zhou Dapeng having killed so many people on the battlefield, the remaining Green Turban Army quickly collapsed. In a short time, the entire battlefield was completely controlled by the Iron Forest Army.

Standing on the city gate tower, Chow Yun-fat issued a series of orders, and the Iron Forest Army methodically cleaned up the battlefield.

Finally, as he watched batches of prisoners being escorted to the city walls, Chow Yun-fat was at a loss!

The 20,000-strong Green Turban Army had just killed more than 6,000 on the battlefield, leaving more than 10,000 remaining!

That's more than 10,000 mouths!

Even if they were driven away on the spot, they might just turn around and go back to join the Green Turban Army!

Slaughtering them on the spot would be too cruel. After all, just last year, they were ordinary citizens of the Great Jing Dynasty, contributing their efforts to the construction of the Great Jing Dynasty.

But if you keep them locked up like this, the amount of food they consume every day will be a considerable number!

This year, the rainy season has just begun, and the Minjiang River has already flooded several times, destroying a lot of farmland for the local people!

The west side has been suffering from drought for days, and the newly planted rice seedlings have all withered and died!

If this continues!

Even our own people are struggling to get enough food!

How are we supposed to feed these 10,000+ mouths?

"General, what should we do with these people?"

Zhou Junru, carrying a bright silver spear, walked up to the city gate tower!

Chow Yun-fat pondered for a moment, but couldn't come up with a good idea. He then asked, "Does anyone have any good ideas?"

Upon hearing this, the garrison commander clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "General, in my humble opinion, it would be better to drive these people south of the Minjiang River. Beyond that, they are in the territory of the Southern Barbarian Hundred Mountains. Whether they live or die depends on their own fate!"

The idea of ​​the garrison commander of Wuzhen can be described as ruthless. The southern barbarian tribes have a very strong sense of territory. Once outsiders trespass without cause, they will be killed. No one can survive, especially the people living in the Central Plains.

“Using someone else to do the dirty work.” Chow Yun-fat nodded. “That is a feasible method. However, with two consecutive months of heavy rain, the Minjiang River has flooded. We don’t have any boats to transport these people across. Letting them cross on their own is tantamount to killing them directly.”

This is a problem.

Ji Bingyan's eyes showed a hint of pity: "General, can't we just recruit them?"

Zhou Runfa shook his head: "Given the hatred these people have for the Great Jing Dynasty, even if we incorporate them, what if they defect on the battlefield? My Iron Forest Army cannot take that risk!"

Minjiang River?

Flooding?

Jia Daoshi suddenly remembered something. Was this Minjiang River the same Minjiang River he remembered?

Seeing Jia Daoshi's expression, Chow Yun-fat couldn't help but smile and say, "Chief Jia, what are your thoughts on how to deal with these Green Turban Army soldiers?"

Jia Daoshi thought for a moment and said, "I wonder if the general has a map of the Minjiang River's waterways?"

“A map of the waterways? Of course I have one.” Zhou Runfa didn’t know why Jia Daoshi wanted to see it, but since the man had said so, it was just a small favor to get it for him.