"..." Guan Hai could only be speechless after Xia Cheng used food as a general.
He had no choice. He knew his own business.
The 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers seemed to have the advantage in numbers, but they were actually a burden.
With so many mouths, the amount of food they needed every day was an astronomical figure.
If he had not been forced into a corner, he would not have attacked Beihai County.
Did they really think that Guan Hai was brainless and could not see the world clearly? It was no longer a situation where the Yellow Turban Army could do whatever they wanted?
The bird that sticks out gets shot.
At this time, whoever dared to appear would definitely attract the extermination of the dukedom forces.
But what could he do?
If he didn't think of a way, there would be so many people.
Rather than waiting for death and starving to death, it was better to take a risk.
In the worst case scenario, he could be a hungry ghost. It was better than a starving ghost, right?
Of course, he had no other choice.
If he had a choice, Guan Hai would like to be like his brothers in Qingzhou, becoming an official soldier and eating official rations.
Looking at Guan Hai's ever-changing expression, Xia Cheng couldn't help but smile.
The loosening of Guan Hai's grip immediately made his thoughts become more lively.
In his mind, he was also preparing new words.
In the face of a shortage of food, the Yellow Turban Army led by Guan Hai had reached a desperate situation.
Under such circumstances, other than exerting pressure on them, he should also appease them and make them feel valued.
Of course, it was not the time yet. He had to let them recognize his identity first, and Liu Bei had to take the initiative.
No matter when, in interpersonal communication, the weaker party would always inadvertently, actively or passively, suffer a small loss.
Many times, in order to successfully achieve their goals, the weaker party had to compromise and think of a way to cooperate so that the stronger party would be happy first.
"Now that the world is in chaos and the warlords are fighting, many people hope that a benevolent ruler can pacify the world so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment without suffering from war and thieves.”
"My Lord Liu Pingyuan is benevolent and brave. He is a relative of the Han clan and has the ambition to pacify the people.”Xia Cheng's tone was gentle.
"I've heard that a general who fights for money can't compare to a general who fights for his life.”
"A general who fights for his own life cannot compare to a general who fights for the lives of the world.”
"I believe that General Guan Hai is not a person without ambition. If he can fight for the common people of the world, he will be happy to serve.”
This depended on the art of speech.
Even if it was the same meaning, if it was expressed in a different way, it might sound completely different.
This was the same as the words " defeat after defeat " and " defeat after defeat ", which were obviously the same words, but could express different meanings.
This was the art of speech.
The purpose was the same, but the way they spoke was different, and the results would be different.
"Besides, General Guan Hai, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about the tens of thousands of old, weak, women, and children who followed you without any regrets, right?”
"Of course, General Guan Hai may still have concerns. What if I say that my master, Liu Pingyuan, can make the old, weak, sick, and disabled of the 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers under General Guan Hai truly retire?”
Xia Cheng's tone was calm, but it was as if he had dropped a series of bombs in Guan Hai's heart.
"You…do you know how to read minds?”Guan Hai was stunned and gritted his teeth.
The other party hit the nail on the head, every word hitting the bottom of his heart.
"No, I just saw the answer in your heart.”Xia Cheng shrugged.
"Of course, there is no such thing as mind-reading in this world.”
" It's just that some people don't realize that the strong desire in their hearts can be reflected through something. People always think that they hide their hearts very well, but that's not the case.”
"That fifty thousand Yellow Turban is General Guan Hai's sore point.”Xia Cheng sighed.
"Then you are also a monster!"
Guan Hai rolled his eyes at Xia Cheng, but he didn't say anything else.
Reality proved that in the face of the truth, all rebuttals were meaningless.
"That's all I have to say. General Guan Hai, please consider this. After all, this opportunity is not easy to come by.”
Xia Cheng looked into the distance with a calm smile. His deep gaze seemed to hide some complicated and incomprehensible feelings.
"My master, Liu Pingyuan, had specially told me before he left that these Yellow Turban soldiers were no different from his soldiers. They were all refugees, but they had no choice but to join the Yellow Turban army by mistake.”
"If they are willing to set things right and behave themselves, then my Lord is willing to do his best to restore them to the status of commoners.”
"My Lord Liu Pingyuan once vowed to see the world at peace. General Guan Hai, are you willing to follow and witness it?”
Although it seemed peaceful, it had the will to rule the world and a strong belief that made Guan Hai's expression change.
Guan Hai gritted his teeth and took a deep breath,""Alright then! Since you are right, then if Liu…Pingyuan can really make proper arrangements for those…innocent women and children, then I will…There are also 50,000 Yellow Turbans. Surrender!"
"However, if you dare to lie to me, I will not let you off even if I become a ghost!”
His hair and beard were all spread out, his eyes were red, his pride was suddenly born, and his killing intent was overflowing. Only now did he show the elegant demeanor of a Yellow Turban commander.
"Of course. From now on, until my Lord has properly arranged everyone, I will not leave the general's sight.”
Xia Cheng clapped his hands and smiled when he saw that the situation had been decided.
From then on, the 50,000 Yellow Turban soldiers of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army surrendered!
Taishi Ci, who had been guarding Xia Cheng at all times, looked on with glowing eyes. He expressed his admiration and admiration for Xia Cheng's actions.
It was true that a good fighter had no outstanding military achievements and could subdue others without fighting!
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