Dawan Pass, prisoner of war camp in the north of the city.
Under the intensive defense, there were elite Shu soldiers everywhere carrying swords and carrying bows.
According to the original plan, the Beiyu prisoners of war in this spring war were dispersed and sent to several places to work as coolies to open up wasteland.
"The little military advisor who was originally trapped in the city gate took 7,000 people out, and then transferred out nearly 2,000 people. Adding in those who were seriously injured and died, there are only 8,000 or 9,000 people left now. On the Silver Halberd Guard side, We have just captured more than a thousand more prisoners. If we add them all up, there will be 10,000 Beiyu prisoners of war." Chen Zhong held the file and spoke next to Xu Mu.
During the war, there were many killings of prisoners. But in fact, Xu Mu did not recognize this. Keeping prisoners of war would certainly be more dangerous. But if the prisoners are killed, the reputation of Xishu will be almost ruined in the hearts of the people in Beiyu.
Morality can be put aside for now. Even Jia Zhou advised him not to kill prisoners easily unless it was absolutely necessary.
Of course, it is impossible to let the tiger go back to the mountain. I can only act as a coolie to open up wasteland, and I will think about other things when the time comes.
"Chen Zhong, I heard that Jiang Meng's daughter is also in prison?"
"Exactly, he was captured by the Shangguan girl. When the lord didn't return, I went to interrogate him, trying to get some information about the shepherd. However, this person has a strong character and would rather die than tell anyone."
"Where's Miss Shangguan?" Xu Mu thought for a while.
"I went to Shangguan Hall Master to take care of me. I cried several times in the past two days."
Xu Mu sighed and had no choice but to take Chen Zhong and a group of guards to the prisoner of war camp.
"Crack the whip!"
A Xishu general was clearing the way ahead, and soon he shouted angrily.
A dozen Shu soldiers raised their long whips and hit them in the air, making a "crackling" sound. The Beiyu prisoners of war who were ready to move shrank back from time to time.
This place for prisoners of war was originally an open space, but Chen Zhong ordered people to build a wooden fence at an extremely fast speed to temporarily serve as a prison.
"After defeating the Silver Halberd Guards, I also sent a cavalry camp to search for the defeated Beiyu people who fled, and captured more than a hundred of them. They were also imprisoned here."
"Chen Zhong, well done."
Stopping, Xu Mu looked up and looked around. Around him, hundreds of guards quickly formed a formation to protect him on the left and right.
In fact, these Beiyu prisoners of war only ate one meal a day, became thin, and had no weapons and armor. In a short period of time, they could no longer pose much of a threat.
Of course, there are many fierce people among them.
When a shirtless man heard that the visitor was Xu Mu, King of Western Shu, he got up and cursed angrily, calling to his left and right, as if to charge and kill.
Next to Xu Mu, a guard captain had no expression on his face and directly raised his crossbow to kill him.
This time, the prisoners of war who were a little commotion at first quickly became quiet again after killing the chickens to scare the monkeys. They all hid themselves and shrank inwards.
Xu Mu's eyes did not stop and kept scanning around. After a long time, he frowned and continued walking forward.
In the eastern corner of the prisoner-of-war camp, a bald-faced Beiyu soldier lowered his head in silence and remained motionless for a long time.
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"My lord, she is Jiang Xian." Chen Zhong stopped and called his soldiers to open the cell door.
Only when Xu Mu raised his head did he see the person in front of him clearly.
As Chen Zhong said, she is an ordinary woman with no sadness or joy on her face. However, after seeing Xu Mu, his raised eyes finally showed a trace of murderous intent.
"I am also sad that General Jiang died in battle. Although each has his own master, I have to say that the old general is a rare loyal veteran in the Central Plains——"
"Shu thief, shut up!" Jiang Xian was like a lioness, struggling with the iron rope on her body, making a clanging sound.
Xu Mu sighed.
"Western Shu killed your father, but Northern Chongqing killed thousands of my fathers and brothers in Shu."
"Sichuan thief, since I have been captured, you want to kill or behead me, no need to show off! Beating with a stick? Dismembering the body with chariots and horses? Or are you going to throw me, a woman, into the camp to be a military prostitute?"
Xu Mu shook his head, "That's not the case."
Jiang Xian laughed, her eyes gradually turning red, "King of Shu? King Xu Shu? Are you trying to persuade me to surrender?"
"Indeed. Otherwise, if you reveal some information about Beiyu, I will let you go immediately. If you are willing to stay in Xishu, there is no problem."
"Shu thief, the day my father dies in battle, I can't wait to eat your flesh alive! How dare you persuade me to surrender, Shu thief, I, Northern Chongqing, will eventually destroy Western Shu, and you, the king of Shu, will also die of your wife and son." ! Like Dongling King Zuoren, he dies in the Chengdu Palace!"
Jiang Xian's voice was so excited that the iron rope on her body swayed and made a "clang" sound again.
Xu Mu's face turned cold, showing anger, and he slowly stood up.
"Don't be anxious, just think for a while, I will come again."
"Sichuan thief, Shu thief——"
When leaving, even with his back on his back, Xu Mu heard Jiang Xian's hysterical shouting.
There was no previous anger on his face, but a faint sneer. He and Dongfang Jing had already made some plans regarding Jiang Xian's stay. What he did just now was just intentional.
This female general can be used as a counter-intelligence agent to deliver false information. Of course, it's not yet time for everything to happen.
Chen Zhong, who was following him, looked a little dull and hesitated before speaking.
"My lord, she wants to die and she is a defeated general in Beiyu. There is no harm in killing her to boost the morale of the army."
"Don't worry, I have arrangements."
Except for Xu Mu himself, Dongfang Jing and Xiao Xiaofu, the rest of the generals and staff did not know much about the national affairs.
When leaving the prisoner-of-war camp, Xu Mu stopped and looked around again. After a moment, he left with a hint of disappointment.
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Not far outside the prisoner of war camp, under the city gate, there was already a sound of sorrow. More than a hundred veteran military officers, with their movements, kept crossing out their names on the military register with pens dipped in red ink.
Only after half a month has passed, and it is confirmed that no Shu soldiers have returned, a pension will be issued to their families according to the military regulations of Western Shu.
Under the trembling voice of the old military officer, the names of Shu soldiers disappeared like mayflies in the slashes of red ink.
How can the tombs seventy miles away be filled with loyal and brave souls?
Xu Mu's steps trembled and he stepped onto the tower with difficulty.
"Lord, why don't you raise your head?" Dongfang Jing, who was on the tower, probably guessed what was going on and advised him.
Xu Mu raised his head and looked at the mountains and rivers outside Dawan Pass that had slowly turned green with the beginning of spring.
"The great cause of Western Shu, the original intention of the lord, is to calm down the troubled times and make the world clear and clear. Although some people have left, but those who left are also looking forward to it, hoping that the lord will carry their legacy and fight out of the troubled times. A bloody road." Dongfang Jing raised his hand and pointed forward, his voice becoming emotional.
"Lu Xiu, Dou Tong, Commander Cao Hong, and teachers... these many people, just like me, believe that the Lord will lead us to put an end to the dirty and troubled world and create a prosperous future!"
"It is because of these people that I, Dongfang Jing, can be so confident. I, Xi Shu, will definitely succeed in the competition and help the Lord ascend to the throne in the Ninth Five-Year Plan!"
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Xu Mu stood in the wind, the corners of his robe flying, and the look in his eyes became more determined.
