The fire in Wancheng illuminated the night sky in Nanyang. When Ye Zhao came out of the city in a slightly embarrassed manner, the fire had already begun to spread throughout the city.

Ye Zhao spat out a mouthful of black saliva and wiped the sweat from his face. Although he had run away quickly and had calculated in advance, who could have known that a sudden storm of south wind caused him to almost lose his life.

"Xu Ming!" Zhu Jun and a group of generals were waiting outside the city. Seeing Ye Zhao come out, he hurried forward. No matter how he felt about Ye Zhao, at least on the surface, no one would say anything sarcastic to Ye Zhao at this time. After all, Ye Zhao's fire not only saved them, but also reversed the battle situation in Nanyang.

"No obstacle!" Ye Zhao straightened his clothes, looking a little embarrassed at this moment, bowed to Zhu Jun, "This battle is over. The Yellow Turban Army that escaped from the city, I hope the general will not commit another killing."

Zhu Jun looked at the huge fire in Wancheng and nodded silently. Ye Zhao's fire could be said to have burned out the last hope of the Yellow Turban Army. Moreover, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Mancheng, died, and it would be impossible to have such momentum again today.

"Thanks to Xiuming." After a long time, Zhu Jun turned his head and looked at Ye Zhao and said, "I will owe you a favor."

"You're welcome!" Ye Zhao shook his head and said, "It's not too early, the soldiers need to be comforted, and the food and grass need to be re-allocated. The general needs to prepare early. Even if he is a little tired, he will take his leave first."

Zhu Jun did not make any embarrassment and ordered people to help Ye Zhao'an camp, lead the generals to conquer the defeated army and calm the morale of the army. At the same time, he sent people to the surrounding counties to allocate grain. On the other hand, he wrote a memorial and ordered people to send them to Luoyang overnight to announce the good news.

As soon as the Yellow Turbans in Nanyang was destroyed, this massive peasant uprising was over, but the post-war reconstruction work was very heavy, and the imperial court would probably find it difficult to recover its vitality in the next few years.

Late at night, Ye Zhao was a little excited. Today's battle completely ended the Yellow Turban Uprising. In this competition for power in the court, Ye Zhao stood outside the court, not only the biggest beneficiary, but the harvest was also abundant. Not to mention the accumulated large amount of merits, but the connections established in this war, Lu Zhi, Zhu Jun, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, Huang Zhong, etc., these alone are enough to benefit him and let the Ye family take a big step forward from the embarrassing situation on the edge of the aristocratic family.

Of course, the greater the steps, the higher the resistance you encounter. Ye Zhao can be said to have made great contributions to the victory of the Battle of Nanyang, but for this reason, the merits Ye Zhao has obtained in this Yellow Turban uprising are very dazzling.

The battle of Nanyang turned the tide, not to mention the younger generation, Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song, and Zhu Jun, who were the three main forces in this expedition to fight against the Yellow Turbans, were not as dazzling as him.

He made great contributions. The court has definitely given him a lot of rewards, but there must be many restrictions. Ye Zhao initially planned to be Mu Shou's side, but now it seems that he is most likely going to enter Luoyang.

With his merits and the abilities shown in this war, if you let yourself lead the troops alone, not to mention those families that hold power and can compete with the imperial power, even the emperor himself may not be willing.

The gain and distortion are hard to explain, but in short, it is not a bad thing. If you are worried that the higher you walk, the more you fall, it is better to be your own rich son in Hanoi honestly. At least with the identity of Cai Yong's disciple, ordinary prefects dare not provoke him like Wei Xian.

The sound of footsteps behind him interrupted Ye Zhao's thoughts. Ye Zhao frowned slightly: "You have disordered footsteps and uneven breaths. Do you want to kill me?"

Liao Hua looked at Ye Zhao with complicated eyes and said in a deep voice: "I thought you were a kind and righteous person, but today, do you know how many people have been burned to death with a fire?"

"A hundred thousand, maybe not that much. After all, not everyone has lost their minds. Many people should have escaped from Wancheng." Ye Zhao turned around, looked at Liao Hua, and sneered: "Renyi? I thought you had seen clearly this cycle of reincarnation in the heaven. Now it seems that what you are looking at is still limited to the circle you painted for yourself in your heart."

"If there is really a cycle of reincarnation in the heavenly way, the general thinks, should he die?" Liao Hua looked at Ye Zhao, his eyes flashing with a bright and destructive light.

"I advise you not to do anything. Look at the world, no one can kill me at such a close distance." Ye Zhao shook his head: "Damn? Who in this world is innocent? How can anyone really not die?"

"You only look at the pitiful 100,000 Yellow Turbans. Have you ever thought about how great a disaster would be if these Yellow Turban thieves who had eaten humans were released?" Ye Zhao looked up at Wancheng, which was still flashing with fire, and smiled and said, "Human hearts are a very strange thing. It has a bottom line, which will not be broken easily, but if it is broken, there will be no difference between humans and wolves, tigers and leopards."

"Although they eat people when they are extremely hungry, as long as they eat the first bite, they overcome the hurdle in their hearts. If they are hungry again in the future, even if they are not at the end of the road, they will still eat people. Moreover, after this, their mentality will change. Even people have eaten it. What else in this world is there that they dare not do?"

"But maybe I've eaten them all." Liao Hua said in a deep voice.

"This is a calculating problem. Kill ten people, including five or even seven innocent people, but if those three are left alone, twenty or thirty people may be harmed in the future. As a general, I think it is true that all ten people are killed. Maybe some people are wronged, but living in this troubled world, there are more than one hundred thousand people who die unjustly?" Ye Zhao's voice was very calm, so calm that it was scary, as if the dead person was just a string of irrelevant numbers in his eyes. Such a way of thinking obviously had a fierce conflict with Liao Hua's concept again. At least Liao Hua could not analyze and handle such things so calmly, which was a bit cold-blooded.

"I thought that the general was dissatisfied with Zhu Yan's killing of prisoners, which would be different from him. Now it seems that he is naive." Liao Hua looked at Ye Zhao with red eyes.

"There are still different. I was dissatisfied with his killing of prisoners at the beginning, but I didn't want this to happen now. But since it happened, what I have to consider is how to minimize the losses, rather than being entangled in personal grievances and unable to extricate myself." Ye Zhao stood up, frowned and looked at Liao Hua and said, "It seems that you and I will never get it in the end."

"General wants to kill me?" Liao Hua grinned a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Ye Zhao laughed, and Liao Hua was puzzled: "Why do general laugh?"

"Can you defeat me by commanding troops in war?" Ye Zhao did not answer, but asked back.

"No." Liao Hua said straightforwardly. Ye Zhao's achievements today are by no means a lucky chance.

"Are you better than me in the governance of the local area?" Ye Zhao asked again.

Liao Hua shook his head again. He didn't know how Ye Zhao was in Youzhou before, but Sui Yang became much prosperous because of Ye Zhao. This is obvious to all. Liao Hua asked himself that he could not do it.

"How many years are you younger than me?" Ye Zhao asked again.

"The end of this year will be the fifteenth." Liao Hua said in a deep voice.

"Fifteen, six years younger than me. You have the ability and potential, but it is only potential." Ye Zhao looked at Liao Hua and smiled and said, "I want to kill you, because I must feel that you are threatening me. What does Yuan Jian think?"

"It's the last time that we will overestimate our abilities." Liao Hua couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.

"Your vision is not broad enough." Ye Zhao patted Liao Hua's shoulder and said, "If you want to leave, you won't stop you, but look at the problem, don't look at what people say, how they do it, and what the result is. When you look at the world, you will always stand in your ideal world, but you will not look at reality. If you can't jump out of your heart that imprisons you, your life will be limited after all, or you can be a general, but you cannot be a handsome man. When one day, you can really jump out of that ideal world and see this world clearly, I believe you will come back!"

Liao Hua did not respond, but just bowed respectfully to Ye Zhao and said, "The general's gift, Hua dares not look for it. I hope that in the future, you and I will not meet on the battlefield."

"Take care." Ye Zhao did not keep anyone, and watched Liao Hua call Du Yuan to leave overnight. He suddenly felt bored in his heart. Those who should leave would leave, and those who should stay would naturally stay. Liao Hua did not experience the relationship between life and death like Guan Hai.

In the next few days, Zhu Ye began to send people to subdue the Yellow Turbans. Perhaps it was a fire in Wancheng that touched him too much. This time, Zhu Ye did not make any more trouble. In fact, even if Zhu Ye wanted to kill someone at this moment, Ye Zhao would not stop him. The fire in Wancheng had burned out the final fighting spirit of the Yellow Turbans Army. Without Zhang Mancheng's commander, it would be difficult for anyone to arouse that anger. Ye Zhao did not need to run to pretend to be a good person at this time.

However, Zhu Ye obviously had a psychological shadow. This time he really surrendered, and Ye Zhao also took the opportunity to take Huang Shao back. By the way, there was also He Man as a plus. Although he was a little stupid, He Man's battle in the field was good. With one stick technique, he could fight Guan Hai for thirty or fifty times. However, in terms of courage, he was already a powerful general, and it was also an unexpected gain for Ye Zhao.

In December, news came from the north that Huangfu Song defeated the Yellow Turbans and recovered the River/Beijing. The Yellow Turban uprising that shook the foundation of the Han Dynasty finally came to an end in this cold winter. From the initial massive uprising to the bleak ending now, it has not been able to last for even a year.

The situation in Nanyang was also pacified by Zhu Ye's pacification and the area was pacified. It was only the first county in the Han Dynasty in the past. Now the population has dropped to less than 20% of the previous disruption. The entire Nanyang exudes a depressed atmosphere. In a short period of time, it is unlikely to restore its former prosperity.

No matter what, the war finally won the final victory of the Han Dynasty. Next is the time to reward merits. In December, as the year approaches, the court has sent documents and ordered a group of generals to return to the court. Those with official positions will go back to continue their duties and wait for the court to reward them.
Chapter completed!