Laruret, Rich, etc., together with their families, were estimated to be one to two hundred people.
These people were in an empty camp, and when the food was delivered, there was a rush of looting.
The scene was a mess, and many people were still lying on the ground. No matter what it was, as long as it was edible, they would grab it and stuff it into their mouths.
What are officials and not officials? Don't talk nonsense when people are extremely hungry.
These people finally calmed down after eating and drinking, and no one from the Qin army came in to disturb them.
Richie was next to Lalure. At this time, he began to look at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but ask: "Lalure, why did the Qin army bring us here?"
"How do I know?" Lalule thought clearly: "As long as I can survive, what will happen if I become a slave to Emperor Qin?"
"That's true." Richie did not refute: "The Qin Emperor is a strong man. He has defeated us. Now that we have surrendered, theoretically speaking, we are already Qin's slaves."
"As long as you know, just wait and see what arrangements Qin has." Lalu Lei said.
As the two of them were talking, a Qin soldier stepped in.
Although he was only one person, everyone in the ghost clan fell to the ground and did not dare to show their anger.
Qin Jun glanced around and said straight to the point: "You guys need to rest here for one night. The general will make arrangements tomorrow."
"Yes -" everyone responded quickly.
After Qin Jun finished speaking, he left directly. The ghost tribe gathered together again and started talking quietly. This was their thinking.
The next morning.
Pang Si'an came here with some sergeants and began to identify these people one by one.
At the same time, Qifeng Mountain.
A group of people escaped down the mountain last night. The Ghost King already knew about it, and he said feebly: "What's the use of escaping down the mountain? There are Qin troops guarding there, and they will only die more miserably. Lalu Lei is confused."
"Your Majesty the King, we are now" someone beside him paused mid-sentence.
"Whatever." How can the Ghost King have the mood to care about this? He is about to starve to death. What's more serious is lack of water. His eyes are distracted, his eye sockets are sunken, he is dizzy and weak, and his lips are chapped and covered with white skin. .
The people around him didn't have the strength to say anything, but forced themselves to walk away.
On this day, many people were also preparing to flee down the mountain, but what they faced were strong bows and crossbows.
Under the fierce shooting, all these ghost tribesmen were nailed into hedgehogs, and some people used their last strength to raise their hands and shout: "Surrender."
But no one paid attention to it. The Qin army never accepted the ghost tribe's peace talks.
to the eighth day.
The Ghost King died of starvation in Qifeng Mountain, and almost all the other Ghost Clan members did the same, except for a few dozen who were particularly physically strong and dying.
The entire flat ground on the top of the mountain was littered with dead bodies. Until he died, the Ghost King did not choose to break out down the mountain, which showed that he had been frightened.
Immediately afterwards, the Qin Army sent out several teams and began to finish up the mountain. At the winding intersection, there was still a ghost guard who was not dead. He was lying on the ground. When he saw the Qin Army, he was about to raise his hands with all his strength and say something. , but what greeted him was a long halberd, which directly sent him away.
Whenever they encountered someone like this who was not dead, the Qin army would strike through and search the entire Qifeng Mountain. In the end, they would take off the ghost king's head and withdraw his troops perfectly.
After Tang Yue confirmed it, he didn't stop here anymore and immediately broke out of the stronghold and returned to Ya'er City.
Along the march, Lalure and others followed the team, fearful. Several times he wanted to ask, but he didn't dare. As for escaping, these people never even thought about it.
Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, and bravely asked a Qin soldier not far away: "Warrior, where are we going? Looking at this direction, are we going to Ya'er City?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!" Qin's soldiers didn't look good.
"Yes, yes, I'm talking too much." Larure quickly lowered his body and retreated, for fear of offending the soldiers.
In August, when Tang Yue returned to Ya'er, he naturally met with Xiao Yuan first to report the results.
In the castle, he lifted up his robe, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands and said, "See Your Majesty!"
"General." Xiao Yuan said with a smile, "How did things go?"
"Your Majesty, everything goes well. This is the head of the Ghost King." Tang Yue said, picking up the wooden box on the ground with both hands and handing it over respectfully.
Xiao Yuan took it and opened it and took a look. The Ghost King's head had been sprinkled with some stone powder. His eyes were closed, but his face was still very clear.
After reading it, he also handed it to Bawei who was standing respectfully: "Look, is it the Ghost King?"
The latter leaned forward on tiptoe and took a look. Seeing that the once aloof king was dead like this, he was immediately frightened. He quickly looked away, swallowed secretly, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, Your Majesty, this is him."
"Very good." Xiao Yuan nodded: "Take it and throw it away."
"No." A sergeant immediately took it.
While these were being processed, Xiao Yuan asked again: "Are all the people on the list still alive?"
"They are all alive. They have been brought back and are being guarded by the soldiers." Tang Yue said.
"Yes." Xiao Yuan looked at Bawe again: "Lalule and others have arrived at Ya'er City. It's up to you to pick them up tomorrow."
"Yes, His Majesty's kindness is so great that I am filled with gratitude." Bawe responded quickly.
Xiao Yuan waved his hand and motioned for him to retreat.
Bawe put his hand on his chest and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, please retire."
After he left, Xiao Yuan tidied Tang Yue's armor: "Thank you for the hard work of running all the way."
"I will serve your Majesty even to the death, and your Majesty will harm the humble ministers." Tang Yue said hurriedly.
Xiao Yuan smiled gently and said, "Let's go, I've prepared some food and wine for you to get rid of your fatigue."
The next day, with Xiao Yuan's permission, Bawe took Lalure and others back to Yaer City. Along the way, Lalule was curious: "Master Bawe, what are you..."
He wanted to know what happened during this time.
Bawe laughed and said: "Lalure, don't ask so many questions now. You will know when the time comes. Just remember that you can survive by being loyal to His Majesty the Qin Emperor, and your life will be better than before."
"Oh?" Although Larure was incompetent and afraid of death, he was not stupid, and he obviously heard something about it.
"Then" Richie beside him also couldn't help but want to ask questions.
Bawe looked at him and said as he walked: "Rich, the same goes for you. Do you know, it was me who explained your talents to His Majesty the Qin Emperor, so you can come back here today."
"Ah?" Richie was stunned when he heard this, and then said quickly: "Thank you Lord Bawe for saving your life."
"It's His Majesty the Qin Emperor who has shown mercy." Bawei waved his hand and approached the castle: "Okay, come with me to see His Majesty the Qin Emperor first."
Several people came to Xiao Yuan's temporary study room. After being summoned, they entered one after another. Bawe took the lead and all knelt down on the ground: "See His Majesty the Qin Emperor——"
Larure even said: "His Majesty the Qin Emperor has given me such mercy. I have nothing to repay. I am willing to be your Majesty's slave."
(End of chapter)
