Yan Zai slapped to death a mosquito that tried to steal his own blood, and muttered something in his mouth.
It was a pity for Hong Chao to watch from the sidelines, thinking that the first mosquito with the blood of the sun could have been born, and such a great new species was strangled in the cradle.
Originally, he sincerely surrendered and wanted to join the Akakata Clan!
Of course, it is more likely that the mosquito was directly burned to ashes.
But there is still a dream, what if it succeeds.
At this time, everyone was watching Shicheng from a distance, and the noisy and strange voices inside became louder.
The people of Cangwu appeared. They came out of the city and spread out in all directions. Countless tribal people were being driven away and gathered into a river.
The young and middle-aged were taken away, the elderly and children were abandoned, and the slaves lowered their heads. They staggered in the dark. When the firelight illuminated their cheeks, they were desperate and depressed faces.
So, they heard the voice over there.
Those slaves also heard their master's voice.
"If the relocated slaves want to stay alive, they must exert their strength when attacking Hongzhou. If the slaves who stay want to continue to live, they must exert their strength when farming, fishing and hunting."
"If we can win as soon as possible, you can survive a few more people."
"Maybe you can even join the Cangwu clan."
This sentence is of course false, but the slaves must be given some motivation. After all, slave leaders are the most ruthless oppressive slaves.
These masters are all good people with belts.
The leaders of Cangwumin are also very distressed, because when these slaves die, there will be a shortage of labor force. At least before new slaves are plundered, the number of working people will be much smaller.
But what Zize said is also right. Sometimes the existence of slaves is to reduce the number of deaths in the headquarters during the war. The slave workers are obedient and strong, and they are the best candidates for the cannon fodder army
Ahan is a young man from the Ji tribe. He is fifteen years old. He once committed a crime in In short, he was ordered by Cang Wumin to have a finger cut off. He has heard about Si Lin. , also fantasized about escaping.
But he didn't dare, if he failed to escape, he would die, and he was still obediently alive.
He heard someone complaining, it was a man named Ganqie, he was from the Xi tribe, he was in his twenties, he often felt humiliated and ashamed of his own identity, and fantasized about being able to join Cangwumin, Get rid of the identity of the Xi tribe, so he is full of expectations for this war.
If you win the battle, you are the master.
? If you lose the game, it¡¯s a big deal to start a new game, maybe you can get a random winner.
If Yu Zai could know his thoughts, he would definitely shout.
It's all because of his mother who made you finish high, anyway, you win anyway, right?
Ganqie is fanatical about this relocation, but Ahan has not yet reached his level of fanaticism. He even does not understand the other party, because at this time the other party is berating and cursing those escaped slaves in Si Lin, and even the stranger Hong state people.
"If it weren't for the fugitive slaves from Silin, how could we be treated like this? Fortunately, the chief gave us a chance to make amends. As long as we can kill enough Hongzhou people, we can become the people of Cangwu. In this way, I am also a Cangwu person, and my descendants will no longer be humble and stupid Xi people."
Ganqie thinks it is the fault of those people, especially the man named Chu Feng, who made it impossible for Cang Wumin to catch those fugitive slaves, otherwise they would capture all the fugitive slaves and then kill or bury them alive. Then there will be no more fools trying to escape.
Only becoming a citizen of Cangwu is the correct way to get rid of slavery. If you run away and go to other places, what tribe would dare to accept you? Passers-by, Dazhu, Changsha, Manyang, even Yufu, Heyi, they all I will not agree with you slaves!
Even if you ran to San Miao's land, San Miao would not use you slaves who rebelled against their masters!
Qianqie thinks so, and says so.
There is a big man beside him, he is called Shan, in ancient times, Shan refers to a kind of flying stone tied with a rope, which is used to hunt wild animals, so people with the word "Single" in their names are generally tall and strong, and they are hunters good hand.
Shan is a slave hunter. He is a traitor like Ahan, and he is among the people who migrated this time. At this time, hearing the harsh voices of abuse around him, he suddenly asked: "Have you been to Sanmiao?"
Dry cutting shook his head: "No."
Shan: "I heard that Sanmiao was originally a group of homeless and fanatics. If we go to SanmiaoTalk"
Ganqie suddenly became furious: "Why do you have such thoughts, the chief treats you well, why is there a lack of food for you and my tribe, of course the cannibals have to share the worries of others! Besides, although I have never been to three Miao, but have you ever been there? How do you know that San Miao wants you!"
"Our god is the daughter of the emperor, Ze, the daughter of the emperor! What does he have with the three seedlings? If you say it, it is just a group of refugees and thugs! I think they only rely on their numbers and cruelty to be so powerful." Such a great reputation! They can't beat Hongzhou people!"
When Ganqie said this, he laughed wildly: "If we take down Hongzhou, then we will be much stronger than Sanmiao? By then, you and I will be Cangwu people, and we will have our own slaves and land, so why should we fight?" Take refuge with those people from Sanmiao!"
Shan was silent and didn't speak, thinking that there was something wrong with Ganqie's logic, but Ganqie saw that he was silent, and gradually stopped talking. He just stared at Shan with suspicious eyes from time to time, and then left by himself.
Ahan felt that there was a problem, so he went over cautiously and asked Shan if he wanted to leave.
Shan didn't speak, but after a while, Ganqie came back, and he also brought Cang Wumin, Ganqie's red eyes, and vowed to accuse Shan: "Master, it's him, he wants to escape to Sanmiao's place." Land, never to come back!"
Cangwumin cannot tolerate rebellion. Although Sanmiao is an ally in war for the time being, Cangwumin also knows that there are many refugees and thugs among Sanmiao. After the downfall, the population composition of Sanmiao became more and more mixed, and it seemed to be a good place for desperadoes to gather.
Therefore, whether it is going to Silin or Sanmiao, it is unacceptable to Cangwu people, so on this night, not long after, many slaves came, and even the old, weak, sick and disabled slaves who stayed behind.
They saw a few warriors appearing among the Cangwu people, smashed Shan's body with stone axes and hammers, and finally chopped off his head with a bronze axe.
A-Han trembled all over, wanting to cry but didn't dare, in the crowd beside him, some people shouted like Gan Qie that it's good to kill, and some people prostrated on the ground like A-Han, shrouded in fear of death.
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