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Chapter 89
"Haha, boy, aren't you amazing, keep going crazy." Zhao Hong laughed.
"If your martial arts skills are world-class, we can consume you to death with so many people." Han Zhong also grinned grinningly.
"Okay, let's send him to see Shuai Qu directly." Sun Xia didn't want to have long nights and dreams.
"Hey, it's you who are waiting." Liu Jin lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth. It would take a lot of work to make you run away.
"Not good, retreat quickly." Sun Xia shouted angrily and was about to retreat.
It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, I saw Liu Jin raised his hand in an instant, and swept across with a halberd from bottom to top.
Zhao Hong, Han Zhong, and Sun Xia froze, and looked down in disbelief.
Then the eyes of the three of them went dark, and their upper bodies fell down.
All kinds of viscera and intestines, red and white, splashed all over the floor.
The surrounding Yellow Turban Army saw the three generals killed instantly, and backed away in horror.
Liu Jin stood up straight, moved his neck, and blurted out with a loud shout: "Liu Jin of Bingzhou is here, and those who surrender will not be killed!"
The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the Yellow Turban Army looked at Liu Jin in surprise.
"Feng... Fengshen general, run quickly." Suddenly a mournful howl sounded.
The surrounding Yellow Turban soldiers came to their senses and began to flee backwards in a panic.
Soon the soldiers on the city wall dispersed like a tide, leaving only Liu Jin alone.
Liu Jin's face was a bit dark, why didn't anyone surrender with their heads in their hands?Is it so disrespectful?
But Liu Jin didn't care too much. After all, there were [-] elite soldiers besieging the city outside Wancheng. These Yellow Turban Army had no leader, so they had no choice but to surrender.
Then Liu Jin came to Zhang Mancheng's banner and cut off the banner with a halberd.
As Zhang Mancheng's banner fell, both Cao Cao and Qin Jie laughed in the distance, which meant that Zhang Mancheng, the commander of Nanyang Huangjinqu, was dead, and the rest was a mess, nothing to fear.
"Haha, Meng De, it's time for us to do it." Qin Jie said with a hearty smile.
"That's right, close the four doors and try not to let any one go." Cao Cao smiled and stroked his beard.
Then the two ordered to send five thousand troops to each city gate, and directly surrounded Wancheng.
Inside the city, the news that "the god of wind is coming and will kill Qu Shuai and the three generals" has spread.
The rest of the Yellow Turban Army panicked like headless chickens, some put down their weapons and prepared to surrender, and more frantically charged at the other three city gates, but unfortunately they were all beaten back after leaving a lot of corpses.
"System! Sign in!"
After Liu Jin cut off Zhang Mancheng's banner, he remembered that he hadn't signed in today.
"Ding! Sign in successfully! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: [-] catties of cotton seeds!"
"Huh? This thing is good." Liu Jinxi couldn't help himself.
When the modern people of later generations encountered a big drop in temperature, they would all shiver with cold.
How did the people of the Eastern Han Dynasty survive the winter? They couldn't rely on their righteousness to resist.
For the rich and the rich, they use pepper to coat the room, that is, crush and mud the peppercorns to make a wall insulation layer to keep out the cold.
Splendid tapestries are hung on the walls, and thick Western Region blankets are spread on the floor.
Set Huoqi screen is a screen made of rose bead stone, which is not only gorgeous, but also keeps warm.
They also made curtains from wild goose feathers.
It is comparable to a luxurious "air-conditioned room".
As for ordinary people, they can only use mud basins to hold charcoal or ashes from cooking stoves for heating.
As for the clothing, rich people wear silk and fur.
Among them, fox fur and sable fur are the most precious, belonging to luxury goods, generally worn by dignitaries and nobles.
As for the poor, they can only wear kudzu and hemp, which are neither warm nor beautiful. They cannot wear two pieces for one piece, and five pieces for two pieces.
Of course, there is another trick, which is to hoard fat.
If possible, eat a lot, especially meat, which will not only increase strength, but also keep out the cold.
As for Liu Jin, he has a good physique, and he doesn't feel too cold even if he is shirtless in winter.
With cotton it is different.
Cotton has good thermal insulation performance, strong heat storage capacity, and is healthy and environmentally friendly.
Of course, the most important thing is that it is cheap and affordable, which is what ordinary people like.
If coal and briquette stoves are added, the number of people who freeze to death each year will drop by more than [-]%.
And cotton is very suitable for planting in the Yellow River Basin and the Yangtze River Basin.
There is also the most important Xinjiang area, but that area is in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and has a very rich name-Western Region.
Liu Jin happily descended the city wall, swaggering out of the city, not even meeting a single Yellow Turban soldier on the way.
"Haha, Ziqian, you should be the first to pacify the Nanyang Yellow Turban this time." Cao Cao greeted Liu Jin with a big smile.
"That's right, I've learned the skills of General Fengshen, and I'll tell His Majesty the truth about the good news in the future." Qin Jie also smiled, after all, this time he was appointed as the prefect of Nanyang. It's just a decoration.
"It's okay." Liu Jin waved his hand, not caring.
The stingy emperor has already experienced the lesson, and the reward is at most a promotion of the official position, and the substantive benefits are not even thought about.
Afterwards Liu Jin took his leave and went back to the camp to rest, after all, a lot of blood was splashed on his body.
However, Guo Jia and Dian Wei were left behind to help Cao Cao and Qin Jie gather the surrendered troops.
Two days later, the Yellow Turban Army in Nanyang was basically assembled, with a total of 11 surrendered troops.
With [-] imperial court regular troops guarding it, a group of refugees can't afford much trouble.
As for whether there is enough food, stop making trouble.
If Nanyang, the largest county in the world, is short of food, other places will not be able to survive. I am afraid that the emperor and civil and military officials in Luoyang will have been whipped to death long ago.
"Prefect Qin, father-in-law, Jin has something to ask for your help." Liu Jin found Qin Jie and Cao Cao.
"Oh? Ziqian has something to do, but it's okay to say, as long as I can do it, I will never refuse." Qin Jie patted his chest and agreed.
"That's right, Ziqian, we are your father-in-law, so feel free to speak up if you have anything to say." Cao Cao also said.
"It's not a big deal, I just want Taishou Qin and father-in-law to help find a few people." Liu Jin smiled slightly.
"It's just a trivial matter. If Ziqian wants to find someone, the old man will arrange someone to find him immediately." Qin Jie laughed, he didn't mind showing Fengshen's face in such a trivial matter.
Cao Cao was also very curious about what Fang Sheng could make Liu Jin look for specifically.
"One is Huang Zhong Huang Hansheng, from Wan County, in his 30s; the other is Wei Yan Wei Wenchang, from Yiyang Township, Pingshi County; the other is Wenpin Wen Zhongye, also from Wan County."
Liu Jin frowned as he spoke, because he was not sure how old Wei Yan and Wenpin were.
As for the table characters, it does not mean that they will be taken after adulthood.
When some juniors enter the society ahead of schedule, the elders will give them a name in advance.
Of course, there are still some that have been selected by their parents when they were just born or not yet born.
"Wei Yan and Wenpin may be only ten years old, or they may not be ten years old." Liu Jin was very depressed. If the two were still young, how could they be their own leaders.