Yang Gan grabbed the woman's trouser legs and dragged her outside. When he led her away, he tilted his head and looked at the one-eyed man.
"You committed suicide or were killed in rebellion. For every one of you who dies, I will capture a hundred Huns to make up the number. If you kill one of my soldiers, I will destroy one of your tribes."
After saying that, Yang Gantou did not leave without hesitation. Everyone present fell into panic, and several people collapsed on the ground.
When he arrived at the gate of the city, he only heard a "pop" sound, and Shi Yuanji knelt on the ground directly, "General, humble duty, humble duty~~~"
Yang Gan's eyes flashed coldly, but he smiled and helped him up, "I don't blame you. If we go to talk to five thousand Huns with such a small number of people, normal people will definitely be afraid. I understand, don't worry, I won't blame you." "
"Huh~~" Lao Chen breathed a long sigh of relief and said a little annoyed, "Master, please don't do such a dangerous thing next time. If anything happens to you, we will never meet someone as cruel as you again." Our good master."
Yang Qian did not explain much and threw the female body in his hand to Shi Yuanji, "Go, take off this woman's clothes and hang her on the city wall. I want to see how many people are not afraid of death."
Shi Yuanji said respectfully, "No."
"General, it is said that the Huns are not afraid of death. Do we need to tighten controls?"
Yang Gan sneered and said, "You are talking about rumors, but there are indeed some Huns who are not afraid of death. Usually those who are not afraid of death are already dead when I wiped out eighteen tribes. I will observe them for a few days and report any abnormalities in time." "
"No~~~!" Shi Yuanji's heart trembled wildly. The general's grasp of people's hearts has reached the point where he has no plan at all. He was listening to what he just said.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the poison is really poisonous. I never thought that I could make the Huns submit with just a few words."
Looking at Zhang Yumeng huddled at the door, Yang Ganzian said, "You're quite smart. You can advance, attack, retreat or defend."
Zhang Yumeng's legs were trembling, and the hair on his whole body was standing on end. "Is it okay to kill people like this?"
"It's okay to kill them all, but who will dig mine for me after killing them all?"
After following Yang Gan out, Zhang Yumeng breathed a sigh of relief, "Wow~~~ It's so scary. Speaking of Yang Gan, you really killed this defenseless woman."
"She is unarmed. Look at the ball of iron in her hand. She will definitely be swollen after being hit. Besides, she is not ruthless and cannot stand firmly. If she doesn't kill her at that time, will it be a joke to those Huns?"
"I, I still can't accept it."
"If you can't accept it, just accept it. I don't expect you to go to the battlefield."
Zhang Yumeng patted her chest and said with a smile, "I'll still be your maid, the kind that doesn't stick to your body."
Yang Gan was shocked, "No, you must not be my maid. If you cook a meal and burn down my kitchen, if you become my maid, I'm afraid I won't live long."
"Ah~~~You hate it."
Zhang Yumeng got angry, maybe in order to dispel the tragic scene of seeing someone being killed, she punched him in the chest.
Yang Gan immediately ran towards the blacksmith shop. How could he be caught by a bitch?
Zhang Yumeng chased for a while, but Yang Qian ran faster than a rabbit. Her physical strength was not enough at all, and she gasped for air at the edge of the field.
"Christina, help me walk, I'm exhausted." Zhang Yumeng hasn't run on the field ridge for a long time. I remember that the last time was in my hometown in the countryside.
It was when I was in elementary school that I stayed at my grandma’s house. There were yellow and orange rapeseed flowers everywhere in the fields.
Grandma's big yellow dog stuck out its tongue and waggled its tail as it kept jumping around next to her, making Xiao Zhang Yumeng laugh.
Ever since I moved to a big city, I have gradually stopped going to the countryside because of my studies. Looking back now, I actually feel a sense of tranquility like returning to the countryside.
Krisna walked over, her entire shadow blocking the sunlight.
"Your physical strength is too low."
After saying that, Zhang Yumeng exclaimed, striding towards Yang Qian with her in his arms. The weight of a hundred kilograms seemed as light as nothing in her hands.
While Yang Qian was busy, roars could be heard in the royal tent in Shan Yu's court.
"Are you a pig? Nearly 100,000 people died, injured and disappeared. How did you become the King of Zuoxian?"
The powerful voice kept ringing, and everyone outside the tent lowered their heads, not daring to enter the tent at all.
"Abba, although it was done by Xia people, I think there must be tribes on the grassland acting as traitors. We must guard against it. It's just a hundred thousand herdsmen, it's no big deal."
"You treasonous son, you treacherous son, our Huns only have a population of over one million, and suddenly we have lost one hundred thousand. This is cutting off our foundation. Let me tell you, this matter is not over."
"If you can't solve it, I'll show you the position of King Zuo Xian. I don't only have your son." The majestic voice gradually became breathless.
There was no sound in the king's tent. After a long time, only a voice full of resentment was heard: "As ordered~~~ Shan Yu."
After King Zuo Xian came out of the king's tent, his face was frighteningly ugly, and he called for instructions from his left and right: "The attack on the Jie clan has begun to end."
The deputy was surprised and said, "King Zuo Xian, if you come back in the middle of the battle, wouldn't it be a loss but no gain? In this case, the sons and daughters will not accept it."
"Hmph, do you think I think so? Abba is angry. If we don't get this situation back, I won't be able to be King Zuoxian."
There is an unspoken rule among the Xiongnu that King Zuoxian is equivalent to his legitimate son, the crown prince, and the next successor to Shanyu.
"Yes." The deputy hurriedly mounted his horse and ran outside.
King Zuo Xian looked back at the royal tent with sinister eyes, snorted coldly, and walked away.
On the side of the king's tent, a man in shabby clothes had bright eyes. He glanced at the back of King Zuo Xian and walked towards the back. Not long after, a man and five horses rushed towards the south.
A few days later, in the farm, almost all the Huns were shaking their arms and working hard to dig with sweat.
Originally, the Huns decided that no matter what the Xia people said, they would not get what they wanted, but after being persuaded by the one-eyed man, they understood one thing.
The masked demon is not someone to be trifled with, and death may be an easy way out, but in case it is worse than death, watching your loved ones suffer endless torture.
These rough and tough guys are scared. In order to let their families live a good life, they can only work hard day and night.
Yang Qian also formulated an extremely demanding promotion process. As long as he can complete all assessments, he can become a free man.
It is more difficult for adult Huns to be promoted, but it is easier for children and women. In other words, there are still many bachelors these days.
Many poor people could not afford wives. Those Hun women who had no men or children could marry Xia men after being tamed.
Shi Yuanji looked at the Tiantian frame written by General Yang Qianlingling and admired it, "The general is a great talent, but what if these Huns cause trouble once they get free?"
Yang Gan glanced at Shi Yuanji and sneered, "My set of rules may seem difficult, but in fact it's almost impossible to do them. Those who can do them are basically in their fifties or sixties."
At that time, it was easy to release them as soon as they were released. If you were not worried, you would release them and then kill them. Moreover, I didn’t think they could live to be sixty years old under such high-intensity work. "
"Hi~~~ It's so cruel." Shi Yuanji took a breath of cold air.
Krisna and Bellica also looked sideways frequently.
"Yang Gan, what about those Hun women and children?" Zhang Yumeng looked solemn.
"Of course you have to work, but women are better. Once the wildness is gone and distributed to some meritorious soldiers, wouldn't everyone be happy?"
"Then, what if they don't want to?" Zhang Yumeng asked her own question.
Yang Gan was stunned for a moment, "Don't want to? Then continue mining here and the children you give birth to will be slaves for generations. I think your idea is very strange. Those women are eager to leave here."
"You are so cruel. How can two people who don't love each other be together? They won't be happy." Zhang Yumeng said seriously.
...
"Pfft~~~!" Yang Qian almost died laughing.
"what's so funny?"
Yang Qian covered his mouth and smiled and said, "Sorry, I just can't bear it anymore."
Zhang Yumeng glanced at Yang Qian with an expression as if he saw a native, "What do you know? Love is the most wonderful thing in the world. An oath of love lasts forever. How wonderful it is."
"Hehehehe~~~~" Shi Yuanji smiled and turned his back.
On the contrary, Krisna and Belika listened with interest. In their country, there is no such thing as love.
Usually women look for strong warriors to marry and give birth to strong children.
Although this is the mainstream, there are still many women who marry for love, and marriage and the like are relatively free.
But the Xia Kingdom governs the country with etiquette. The collapse of etiquette and the destruction of music means that people use all kinds of methods on the battlefield and do not follow the principles. It does not mean that they do not follow etiquette.
Seeing the people around him looking at him with strange and complicated expressions, Zhang Yumeng was a little embarrassed. The natives were the natives, and they had no freedom of love or human rights.
"Yang Qian, all those goods have been sold, I'm exhausted." Fujiko Jin brought Fujiko Yun to the mine. It was obvious that he had not had a good rest in the past few days, and Fujiko Yun's face was slightly sallow.
"Is it tiring to ask you to sell things? My trophies are in short supply. Are you still not happy?"
"Oh, you can stand and talk without back pain. Tens of thousands of cattle and one hundred thousand war horses. Who should I sell them to? How many people can eat them?"
"I found more than a dozen caravans and contacted General Tian Zong. Some generals from nearby counties will also come to purchase war horses. Yang Gan, do you know that you are going to send them?"
Yang Gan's eyes lit up, and his originally stern face immediately turned philistine, "How much?"
Fujiko Jin blurted out without even turning over his notebook, "Twenty-five thousand cows were sold for twenty thousand gold..."
"Wait a minute, isn't a cow worth gold?"
"Oh, isn't there nothing we can do? We Yuntong can't afford it. If some chambers of commerce buy it collectively, the price will definitely be lowered, and some of them are calves."
Yang Qian curled his lips. He knew the reason, but he was still very unbalanced mentally. This cow was a precious commodity and could not be sold for a single gold. If it were not for the fact that Zhuangzi could not support so many people, he would not want to sell it.
