"General Guan Hai, do you know how serious the consequences of besieging Duchang and attacking Beihai County are?”Xia Cheng said in a threatening tone.
Many times, it was useless to reason with a crude person with a glib tongue.
That was no different from playing the lute to a cow. The other party would not understand.
Sometimes, he still needed to show his sharp teeth to others to make those who had ulterior motives obediently restrain themselves.
In this chaotic world, it was not possible to pity anyone.
Only by letting others see your fists would you not be turned into the host.
Otherwise, the " rich " who only knew how to give alms in troubled times would have a miserable ending of being robbed by their alms target.
In fact, others might not even be grateful to you and would instead scold you for being stupid.
Therefore, the necessary 'intimidation' was still very necessary.
For example…
"General Guan Hai, do you know that the Minister of the North Sea, Mr. Kong Wenju, is the 20th grandson of Old Master Kong. He is a great scholar of the present age and is well-known throughout the world.”
"Now that you have surrounded Duchang and even sent out people to ask for help, how many people do you think will not mind helping and destroying you?”
"You have to know that other than my Lord Liu Xuande, the Qingzhou Governor Tian Kai also received a request for help!”
Xia Cheng wanted Guan Hai to understand that even if the Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou could be ruthless and brave for food, even if they could launch wave after wave of charges without fear of death, it would be a futile effort.
If they didn't surrender, they would only be exterminated.
"So what…I, I…My hair is like leeks, cut and revived; The head is like a chicken, cut off and crow again. Officials…need not be feared, and the people need not be despised!”Guan Hai stiffened his neck and racked his brains to recall.
This was a popular folk song, and the only poem that Guan Hai could remember and memorize.
Basically, it meant that Xiao Min's hair was like chives. After cutting it, it would grow back. He looked like a chicken and would cry out when he cut it.
There was nothing to be afraid of. The status of commoners had never been so low.
Of course, Guan Hai did not know the true meaning of this ballad.
However, he had heard from a scholar who had failed the examination that this ballad was about boycotting officials.
Therefore, Guan Hai wanted to use this opportunity to express that he was not a pushover that the officers and soldiers could bully!
"I have fifty thousand Yellow Turban soldiers here!”
"Hehe, General Guan Hai, it's true that you have 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers, but…let's say something from the bottom of our hearts. How long can your food last?”
"Looking at the general's expression, you should know that you can't hold on for more than a few days. Then why don't you find a way out for yourself and your subordinates?”
Xia Cheng smiled and changed the topic to a problem that Guan Hai didn't dare to face.
Sun Tzu's Art of War: The first is degree, the second is quantity, the third is number, the fourth is balance, and the fifth is victory. The earth gives birth to degrees, degrees give birth to quantities, quantities give birth to numbers, numbers give birth to scales, and scales give birth to victory.
Therefore, a victorious army is like weighing baht with a stick, and a defeated army is like weighing yi with a stick.
The victor fights the people, just as the water in a thousand-foot stream is formed by the shape of the water.
The 'quantity' in this was the military supplies.
The so-called 'measure the amount of life' meant: The difference in military resources determined the number of troops and soldiers on both sides.
Food!
This was the fatal weakness of this batch of Qingzhou Yellow Turban.
Because they had brought too many people and lacked food, it could be said that Guan Hai and the others were betting that they could break through the North Sea in one strike and snatch food.
But now, this plan had been foiled.
They had already expended a lot of their supplies. They…could not afford to waste any more.
Thus, Xia Cheng could use this weakness to force Guan Hai to surrender.
Throughout history, the poor people of China had a common characteristic. Those who had food to eat would generally not rebel.
Only those refugees who could not even eat would risk their lives and be labeled as traitors to fight for that insignificant amount of food.
The Qingzhou Yellow Turbans, including Guan Hai himself, had actually long since given up on the life of a vagrant bandit.
However, as long as they were thieves, there would be feudal lords surrounding them.
He really didn't even have the chance to change.
Why was Cao Cao able to subdue millions of Qingzhou Yellow Turbans so smoothly?
That was because, for these people who had calmed down from the rebellion, a simple ordinary citizen was the identity they truly desired.
Under such circumstances, as long as someone acknowledged their legal status, these people would obediently follow their new lord and work hard to build a new life.
They really didn't ask for much. It was enough as long as they could survive.
For Guan Hai's Yellow Turban Army, it was actually the same principle…
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