Ma Chao wanted to curse loudly, including Wang Ding, Han Sui, and especially Fan Chou.
Along the way, he felt aggrieved.
Wang Ding thought he was not afraid of death and would do it if he refused.
But he is only sixteen years old now. He is not afraid of death, but Ma Chao doesn't want to die either.
He had just fought once, he hadn't shown off his skills yet, he hadn't made a name for himself yet, so how could he die?
As the saying goes, a man can bend and stretch.
Didn't Lu Bu surrender to Dong Zhuo at the beginning, and now he is still the pastor of Bingzhou.
The young Ma Chao regarded Lu Bu as his idol.
Ma Chao opened his mouth, shut up, opened his mouth, and said: "I am willing to surrender."
Wang Ding smiled and said: "Meng Qi, I really saw you right. Those who understand current affairs are heroes."
Ma Chao smiled stiffly. At a young age, his acting skills were too embarrassing.
Xu Huang, Fan Chou, Han Sui and others also started laughing.
"Fan Chou, untie Meng Qi," Wang Ding said.
Sure enough, as Jia Xu analyzed, Ma Chao was actually willing to surrender.
It's just his expression that even a fool can tell that he is not sincere and is dissatisfied.
Fan Chou said: "Master, do you really want to loosen your bonds?"
Wang Dingdao: "Meng Qi is willing to surrender. From now on, he will be one of his own, so why don't you let him go quickly?"
Fan Chou: "Here."
He untied the rope from Ma Chao's body, but still looked at Ma Chao warily.
If Ma Chao wants to take action, he will immediately pounce on Ma Chao.
Ma Chao moved his body, but had no intention of taking action. His weapons and horses were not yet with him. Even if he wanted to take action, he would not do it at this time.
Wang Ding said: "Let's go and see the soldiers who died in the battle."
They came to the outside of the city together.
The uninjured soldiers and the bodies of the dead soldiers have been brought back and are now outside the city, preparing to be cremated.
Liangzhou soldiers who died in battle were piled together and cremated.
On the Han army's side, more than 400 people who died in the battle were cremated individually, their ashes put into clay pots, and their nameplates were hung on the pots.
"When the smoke rises, the country looks north..."
Everyone gathered around the fire and shouted loudly together.
When the flames went out, someone carefully picked out the bones one by one and put them into the clay pot.
Ma Chao looked at all this in confusion. He had never heard of the strange song, but it felt very touching. He had never seen a cremation.
However, he grew up in Liangzhou and was greatly influenced by the Qiang people. Ma Chao didn't think there would be any problems with cremating corpses, but few people did it before.
On the contrary, those in the Central Plains, especially those Confucian scholars, cannot accept cremation.
The soldiers under Wang Ding's command were a little hard to accept at first, but after Wang Ding explained it, they all agreed.
They are soldiers, and when they go on war expeditions, it is common for them to wrap their bodies in horse leather. It is difficult to bring their bodies back, and they must either bury them hastily or expose them in the wilderness.
It is difficult to accept the cremation of corpses, but compatriots can return with their ashes. Let them return to their roots and leave their names in the Garden of Heroes.
Therefore, the soldiers under Wang Ding did not resist cremation.
Even some soldiers have thought about it. If their parents die at home in the future, they will be cremated. They can also keep the ashes with them, which means that their parents will always be with them.
Compared with a lonely token, holding ashes is more like holding parents.
Wang Ding has no way to interfere with the thoughts of these soldiers.
The skeletons of Liangzhou soldiers were dug in a pit outside Chencang and buried.
This time Wang Ding did not build the Jingguan, which at least saved some face for Ma Chao.
"Let's go back to the city."
At the gate of the city, Wang Ding stopped and said: "Meng Qi, it seems that your stay here will be of no use for the time being. Why don't you go back to Xiliang first? I will call you back when I need you in the future."
According to what Jia Xu said, Ma Chao is unwilling to admit it and is forcing himself to stay with him. He will eventually run away, so it is better to let him go back.
It’s not like Liu Bei or Cao Cao, Wang Ding is really not afraid of letting the tiger return to the mountain.
If you can capture a horse alive more than once today, you can capture it alive again in the future.
This time, let’s put a mark on Ma Chao.
Ma Chao was stunned and stopped.
He was still racking his brains, thinking about how to escape back to Xiliang, but before he even started taking action, Wang Ding let him go?
In this case, why bother to capture him alive and bring him back to Chencang?
Crunchy...
The city gate slowly closed, and everyone except Ma Chao returned to the city.
"Wait, wait." Ma Chao patted the city gate and shouted: "Give me the black horse and silver dragon spear."
But inside the closed city gate, no one paid any attention to Ma Chao.
Ma Chao's hands hurt from the beating, and the city gate did not open. At this moment, he seemed to be abandoned by the people in the city.
The dignified Jin Machao, the God of War of Xiliang, stood alone outside the city gate, patting the city gate helplessly...
Ma Chao left, turning back three times with one step.
How much I hope that the city gate will open and his black dragon horse will run towards him with his silver dragon spear.
Ten feet, the city gate is not open.
Twenty feet, the city gate is still not open.
The soldiers on the city wall looked intently.
Wang Ding's figure never appeared.
Ma Chao had no choice but to head towards Liangzhou step by step.
"I'm so hungry."
……
When Ma Chao returned to Liangzhou, he looked like a savage.
Chencang.
One Ma Chao left, but more than 10,000 prisoners were left behind.
There are more manpower to build roads.
Apart from having their weapons confiscated, these Liangzhou soldiers were not mistreated.
What the common people eat is what they eat, and what common people do is what they do.
Wang Ding secretly observed many people and found that these prisoners quickly integrated into the civilian population, and all of them were smiling.
There is no way, Wang Ding gave too much.
They have enough to eat every day. As prisoners, they feel more comfortable than when they followed Ma Chao.
They have been living in Liangzhou, and their life is really hard.
Even today's life as a civilian husband moved them.
Many people are considering whether to bring their family members from Liangzhou to Chencang.
For them, having enough to eat every day is already a good life.
The people in the late Han Dynasty were really miserable.
As long as someone can give them a bite to eat, they can win people's hearts.
As long as you treat them a little better, you can impress them for a lifetime.
And all this is just a little more food for Wang Ding.
He believes that the Han Dynasty will have more and more food, and he just needs to ensure that there is enough food this year.
Fan Chou drove five thousand sheep through Chencang Road and arrived outside Wudu.
Nearly 50,000 people are working on Chencang Road every day, and the progress is very fast.
And not all sections need to be repaired, as 50,000 people are scattered across various sections of Chencang Road.
In less than half a month, the originally difficult Chencang Road took on a new look.
Although it is not as smooth as the official road, grain trucks can already pass smoothly.
Wang Ding personally took 30,000 shi of grain and grass through Chencang Road and arrived outside Wudu.