Surrender has become inevitable. A Song army of 500 people only persisted for a little more than a quarter of an hour before surrendering.
"Young Master, I simply don't know what to say to you right now."
The admiration in Tong Xilin's eyes was simply beyond words.
Yang Guo smiled and said, "This is just the beginning."
"We are going to do big things in the future. Don't forget what we told you before. The battle is over, but the finishing work is the most important."
Tong Xilin smiled and said: "Don't worry, young master. Whether it's finishing or winning people's hearts, we girls from Baituo Mountain are the best at it."
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The battle between the Haisha Gang and the Song Army resulted in very few casualties. Under the leadership of Yang Guo, the Song Army was caught off guard when it was attacked from three sides. After the Song Army suffered more than a hundred casualties, the rest They all surrendered and no one escaped.
After the Song army surrendered, they were all escorted to Fengshan.
This group of Song soldiers were frightened, thinking that the Mongols were about to invade the Song Dynasty. They managed to escape the Mongolian butcher knife, but in the end they were killed in the hands of a group of bandits.
More than three hundred unarmed Song troops were escorted to an open space on Fengshan Mountain.
The timid ones among them were scared to death and thought that these bandits were going to kill them all.
But in the midst of this suffering, Tong Xilin slowly walked up to a high platform. When had these top soldiers in the Song army seen such a beauty? When they were on the battlefield before, the scene was too chaotic and they couldn't see clearly. Now they see it. , these top soldiers of the Song Army only felt that even if they died, they would not complain if such beauties could cut off their heads in person.
As for Tong Xilin on the high platform, what she wanted to do was completely beyond the expectations of these captured Song troops.
She spoke slowly, and her clear and melodious voice instantly reached everyone's ears.
"Brothers, we were in different camps just now, so it was inevitable that there would be some misunderstandings between each other, but now it's fine, we are already a family, and the misunderstandings will naturally be resolved."
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In fact, Yang Guo was not just preparing for an ambush these two days.
He also did a lot of things, including temporarily keeping the governor of Nanyang in Nanyang City, and also further cannibalizing the Song army in Nanyang.
To cannibalize the Song army and make them use themselves, the first step is crucial ideological work.
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"Brother, where are you from?" Yang Guo asked, patting the shoulder of a captured Song soldier.
The captured Song Jun replied fearfully: "To your Majesty, I am from Shandong."
After Yang Guo heard this, he said excitedly: "What a coincidence, I am also from Shandong. We Shandong people are the most loyal. It is said that the Mongols are about to invade the Song Dynasty. At this time, we Shandong men can't do those betrayal Matters of home and country.”
"If we all leave, what will happen to the 100,000 people in Nanyang?".
When the captured Song Jun saw that this unknown mountain king had directly moved out of the relationship of fellow villagers, and even greeted him with a smile, he naturally felt a little closer. Although he was still timid, he couldn't help but talk to him. The conversation started.
At the same time, many people in the Haisha Gang were doing the same thing. No matter where the hometowns of these captured Song soldiers were, there must be someone in the Haisha Gang who was their fellow villager.
At this moment, even the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River were extremely busy.
Qian Qingjian patted the head of a Song soldier who was lucky enough not to be killed and said: "Brother, is it just for the sake of eating food when you are a soldier?".
"We have to follow the right person. We have a raging army and a raging den of generals. I think you have the appearance of a general and will become a great weapon in the future. But a good horse still needs a talent. So who is the governor of Nanyang? Seeing that the Mongols are coming, first of all What I thought of was to send my family and belongings to a safe place first."
"This kind of person is trash, how can he be compared with my little prince?"
"Follow the young prince, countless glory and wealth are waiting for you."
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An hour ago, there was fighting and killing, but an hour later, the people from the Haisha Gang were already working side by side with this group of Song soldiers.
They called each other brothers, and this affectionate energy made these Song soldiers feel a little embarrassed.
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"Brothers, come on, dinner is ready."
That afternoon, after struggling for several hours, dinner was finally served.
I saw Tong Xilin leading dozens of beautiful girls from Baituo Mountain, bringing large baskets of steamed buns, rice, and vegetable soup to the group of Song Army soldiers.
"Brothers, come on, try my sister's craftsmanship."
While talking, Tong Xilin stuffed two big steamed buns into the hands of a Song Army soldier. The steamed buns were delivered by the beauty herself. The Song Army soldier felt that happiness came too suddenly.
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That night, Yang Guo, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, Tong Xilin Sarina and others had just gathered together again.
Yang Guo glanced at the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River: "Are all those captives asleep?".
Shen Qinggang nodded: "After sleeping, in the final analysis, they are just some soldiers and ruffians. Seeing that the young prince did not kill them, they slept peacefully."
Yang Guo took a deep breath: "There is no other way to do this now. I want to occupy Nanyang for our use."
"So for the Song Army, luring them to surrender is the best strategy. It's not good to kill too many people. Otherwise, how can we get the Song Army to defect to our side."
"You must have worked harder recently, and you must do a good job in ideological work and do it thoroughly."
The four ghosts of the Yellow River nodded quickly.
Tong Xilin said: "Young Master, I have thought about it, why not hold a party tomorrow or something. Our girls from Baituo Mountain are not only good at cultivation, but also good at singing and dancing."
"My intention is not to show off, but to liven up the atmosphere and recruit more than 300 Song troops in the shortest possible time."
Yang Guo thought for a moment: "Okay, but it's a bit superficial."
"At tomorrow's party, prepare food and drinks, and just sing and dance as much as you like. The most important thing is to find some eloquent people at the party to talk about the atrocities committed by the Mongols, and also By the way, the Song Ting's incompetence made these prisoners feel indignant towards the Mongols and at the same time disappointed with the Song Ting's incompetence."
"Let them feel that only by following us can they follow the right person and see hope in the future."
"Do you understand what I mean?".
The four ghosts of the Yellow River looked at each other and said, "Young prince, you can't just open your mouth to do those things that the Mongols did."
"Don't worry, we understand what you mean. The four of us will make sure this matter is handled clearly for you."
