"Hmph." Chief Paigang pulled out his long knife from the corpse in front of him with force and let out a sigh. He did not feel sorry for the other person's lost life. The weak have never had any meaning in Yishan. He hated them. What's more, he had to spend time cleaning his knives, sorting out the teams disrupted by these attackers, and retrieving the scattered pack horses and the valuable commodities they carried.
Paigang Chieftain did not have a good impression of the merchants. They brought Paigang Chieftain and other Yi chieftains various commodities that were not produced in the Yishan Mountains, and gave them many additional gifts for the protection they promised, which was not enough. They are some redundant slaves in Yishan. This is a very beneficial relationship, and the friendship between them is limited to this. He doesn't trust these merchants just like he doesn't trust anyone else. If a person trusts anything except his weapons in Yishan, the ending will roughly be between death and slavery, and the choice is still his. In the hands of the enemy, Chief Paigang never made this mistake. When the merchants who traded with him became rich and expanded the size and strength of the caravan, he would bundle up these merchants who might threaten him like harvesting autumn grains. Sold to other chieftains as slaves.
Now, he has no reason to pity those merchants. The chieftain of Galadong has participated in various activities of the tribe's external plunder since he was a child. He still remembers the situation of his first battle. At that time, he was only eight years old. He left continuously. After three days on the mountain road, he was ordered to get in through a small hole in the wall to find out for others the security situation inside. It was not an easy attack. In order not to arouse the vigilance of the target, they did not light a fire, bake cakes, or use smoke to drive away poisonous insects in the mountains during the three-day journey. A few years later, one of his cousins My younger brother was bitten by a poisonous insect while participating in a similar operation. They grew up together. Chief Pai Gang treated him like his own brother. Perhaps because he would not threaten his status, he was better than his own brother. A little bit, and that was the last news about him that Chief Paigang heard. Chieftain Paigang did not complain about the dangerous actions he participated in or that his cousin participated in such dangerous actions when he was young. The lives of the weak have no value in Yishan. This is an iron rule that trumps everything. He believes in this Iron law, every tribe, every chieftain and slave in Yishan proves the meaning of this iron law with their prosperity and decline.
Later, he sent his own children to the battlefield at the same age. Those who could not survive would not survive in the future. The world of Yishan was so harsh.
But compared with today's journey, that attack was as easy as an outing. All they carried were their own equipment and rations, and they only had to take care of a few horses. As for what they were carrying, Pangang and the others had to save their horsepower for use in emergencies, and would rather rely on manpower to carry the luggage. Now they had to look after a large number of packhorses and their loads in addition to themselves. This means that every night they have to find a place that is spacious enough and close enough to the water source, unload the heavy load on the pack horse, give the pack horse water and supplement food, and check whether the horse's back is worn by improperly placed goods. Bad, otherwise the horses would escape with the goods without them noticing, and they would have to choose between losing the goods or wasting a whole day looking for the horses.
At night, the expedition team could have found some relatively safe places to rest in the dense mountain forests, such as the tops of big trees. Now, in order to take care of the horses and stack the goods, these have become impossible. They must spend the whole day After a tiring journey, they rested in a place that was vulnerable to attack no matter how they looked. In order to prepare for an attack that might indeed occur at any time, they had to drag their bodies that were exhausted from traveling all day and taking care of the horses. Go and set up camp and set up sentries.
On the second day, they had to go around to catch the horses that were unwilling to continue carrying heavy loads, push them to the ground, and tie the goods to them one by one. If they were not careful, the horses would struggle or If the rope is not tied firmly enough, the salt packets will be scattered all over the floor, and all the work will have to be started from scratch.
Of course, the daylight does not mean that other barbarians will not attack them at this time, so during this busy and tiring moment, they have to make sure that their swords, bows and arrows are within reach, ready to deal with the people in the woods at any time. The beasts that rush out (usually not that stupid) or the barbarians with bad intentions (they are usually that stupid).
When the caravan is sorted out, the horses and people are in place, and they set off on the road, will they only face the steep mountain road?
No fool would think so.
Behind every thick ancient tree there may be a Yi warrior holding a poisoned crossbow in his hand, drooling over the caravan's goods, and the most indispensable thing in Yishan is the Yi warrior who possesses poisonous arrows and greed. There are almost as many as there are thick ancient trees in Yishan Mountain.
It turns out that Chief Paigang didn't agree much with Hualin's massive cutting of trees on his mountain.
Now he wished he could shave all the hills on the road, so that his nerves would not be so tense.
And he also discovered other benefits of living under Hualin: he didn't have to worry about anyone plotting against him except Hualin. To be honest, he didn't worry about Hualin plotting against him. The strength gap between the two sides was so big that he was the chieftain. , and he didn’t even sleep peacefully while working as an errand under Hualin. At that time, they could brag and tell jokes while cutting down trees in the forest. Anyway, the tigers and the enemy barbarians were no match for Hualin. Now when they set up camp, everyone held their breath, fearing that they might not hear a noise not far away and the entire team would be taken into slavery.
In his rare free time, Chieftain Paigang would seriously consider a problem that he had never thought about before. The reason why he had never thought about it was neither because of his lack of intelligence nor because he felt it was meaningless, but purely because of his Lack of business experience.
Now, after he personally experienced the hardships of the merchants, he had to think about it seriously - these merchants risked being robbed and sold into slavery ten times more than Chief Paigang's caravan this time. Carrying a heavy caravan on the mountain road, just for a few slaves? He thought that the benefits were not worth the risks. He was a chieftain with noble blood, and he understood all kinds of slang and cunning tricks among the Yi people. His subordinates were all Yi warriors who were good at fighting and marching on mountain roads. Even so. Hard work, why do those merchants outside the mountains carry out such difficult business?
