Fortunately, people like Zhang Liao didn't seem to have those stupid big black thick iron pipes that threatened their lives, so Zhang Xun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"My lord has a good life. Now if you surrender obediently, you will be spared. If not, I will use my magical powers!"
Zhang Liao tried his best to sound like a genius.
However, mere verbal threats do not seem to have any effect!
Not only did these people refuse to surrender, some of them picked up bows and fired arrows at Zhang Liao and others!
Fortunately, they were halfway up the mountain, and the arrows they shot were soft and ineffective.
"You are so brave. If I don't give you some advice today, you don't know how powerful Marquis Wen is!"
Zhang Liao was furious, picked up a fist-sized firecracker from his waist, lit the fuse and threw it down the mountain...
An unlucky guy was hit in the head and let out a scream.
What kind of magical power is this? Everyone was at a loss.
It seems that the person who was hit was fine except for the extra bump on his head!
Some brave people picked up the smoking object, and a few curious unfortunates gathered around to take a closer look.
While they were studying it carefully and discussing whether to teach Zhang Xun this weird thing, the big firecracker exploded!
Although Lu Bu had people wrap a layer of lead shot under the paper when he designed this simple grenade, after all, the power of black powder is limited.
Except for the two unlucky guys who were shot into the head by lead pellets and died on the spot, the rest were injured by the lead pellets or knocked over by the shock wave of the explosion.
The scene got out of control again!
I thought it would be safe to stay at the foot of the mountain away from Lu Bu's iron pipes that could shoot big iron balls and hurt people. Who knew that the foot of the mountain was attacked by this explosive magic again!
The instinct of survival made these frightened soldiers stay away from the foot of the mountain.
There were also those smart people who wanted to escape from both sides of the military stronghold, but were forced back by the cavalry led by Zhao Yun and Tai Shici with bows and arrows.
Unfortunately, more than 20,000 people have become turtles in the urn.
I don’t know which emotion broke down first. He knelt on the ground towards Zhang Liao on the mine, kowtowing and crying:
"General Thor, take away your magical powers! We were forced to become soldiers! Surrender, surrender!"
The vanguard took the lead and the others also fell to the ground.
However, they were surprised to find that after lying on the ground, the terrifying thunder falling around them did not cause any harm!
Sure enough, begging for mercy works!
Zhang Xun, who was caught in the middle, looked at Yuan Yao beside him.
Yuan Yao's face was pale at this time, and his tearful eyes were filled with fear.
"Your Majesty, now... why don't I take a group of dead soldiers to cover the Crown Prince's breakout to the south, and maybe there is still a glimmer of hope!"
Yuan Yao sighed with a trembling voice: "Now that our soldiers are trapped here, it is not the crime of war that will kill us!"
Zhang Xun was shocked: Yuan Yao was going to commit suicide? If he dies, he won't be able to return to Yuan Shu for business!
His wife, children and children are all in Yuan Shu's hands!
Yin hurriedly advised: "Your Majesty, don't act on your own initiative! You can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood, even if you fail for a while..."
Yuan Yao nodded and said: "That's right! We can leave the green hills without worrying about having firewood! Hurry! Go tell Marquis Wen and ask him to quickly collect his magical powers and surrender! I want to surrender!"
Zhang Xun couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief after hearing this.
If you really break through with such a burden, Zhang Xun is really not sure that he can run out with Yuan Yao when the enemy cavalry is chasing you and firing arrows.
Surrender? The question is much simpler!
And it’s not like he proposed the surrender himself! If Yuan Shu wants to blame, he can only blame his own son!
Because he said: "Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear what the prince said? Go and negotiate with Lu Bu quickly!"
Taking in more than 20,000 prisoners of war at once was really a happy trouble - there were so many more mouths to eat at once!
Gao Shun was given full responsibility, and those who were strong and could pass the physical examination would stay in the army and be incorporated into his own team, while the rest would go to build cities or farm fields.
Overall, there is no room for idlers here!
After returning to the new city, he ordered Yuan Yao, Ji Ling, and Zhang Xun to be invited into the hall. Lu Bu laughed and said, "You three, please take a seat. It's just like home. You're welcome! You feel like home, you feel like home!"
The three of them didn't answer, and all sat down.
Lu Bu asked someone to serve wine to calm the three of them. After watching them all drink a glass of wine, he asked:
"I was ordered by the Emperor to lead the herding of Xuzhou and mine and build a city here. Why did Yuan Shu pretend to be a Yellow Turban thief and attack my mine?"
The three of them were silent.
Lu Bu sneered and said, "Why, are you speechless now?"
Yuan Yao said: "Wen...Marquis Wen, you can't blame my father for this, it was all...all under the instigation of old man Tao Qian!
Tao Qian sent a messenger to my father, saying that Marquis Wen was acting rebelliously and misbehaving in Xuzhou.
He also said that if the two families join forces to get rid of you, they can give the mine to my father..."
Lu Bu waved his hand impatiently and said, "No need to talk nonsense, let's talk about it, how to solve this matter?"
Seeing that Lu Bu didn't seem to have any intention of killing him, Yuan Yao hurriedly said: "As long as Marquis Wen is willing to let me go back, my father will be very grateful!"
Lu Bu smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "Right! Is this the point? I heard that you are Yuan Shu's eldest son? How much do you weigh?"
"Ah?" Yuan Yao was confused for a moment.
Lu Bu looked at Yuan Yao and said, "Although he is a little thinner, he still weighs four to five hundred pounds, right?"
"Uh... probably less than..."
In the Eastern Han Dynasty, one pound was roughly equivalent to 222 grams in later generations. Yuan Yao is neither fat nor thin, weighing more than three hundred kilograms at best.
But Lu Bu didn't seem to hear, and said to himself: "Rounding up, let's calculate it as a thousand catties. If I sell you to Yuan Shu, how much price per catty should I ask for?"
"Ah this..." Yuan Yao was speechless for a moment.
There are a lot of things to do with ransoming hostages and captives, and I have never heard of it being paid by the pound!
Are you going to the market to buy pork? It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting!
But if you are under a low eaves, just press the jin...
The quotation is too low, Lu Bu will definitely not agree, and if he sets the price too low, isn't he feeling inferior?
But the offer was too high and I was afraid that my father, Yuan Shu, would not agree.
After pondering for a moment, Yuan Yaocai said: "Why...my pound of meat is worth a pound of gold, right?"
"So worthless?" Lu Bu was obviously dissatisfied with the price.
He rubbed his chin and said, "Let's do this. I'll have someone cut off one of your hands first and send it to Yuan Shu, asking him to give me a price! Come on! Let me borrow the prince's right hand!"
"Here!" Xu Chu walked up like a black bear, grabbed Yuan Yao's hand, pressed it on the table, and pulled out a knife to chop him!
Yuan Yao almost peed with fear. He struggled and cried, "Don't chop my hands! Ten pounds of gold! One pound for ten pounds of gold!"
At this moment, the guard outside the door came in and whispered something in Lu Bu's ear.
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Lu Bu looked amused.
"Ask him to wait for me in the side hall, and then ask Yuan Yao to write a letter home, and find someone to take Shouchun back to Yuan Shu!"
