Chapter 113: Catching the Rat Tribe
Ye and Ju were assigned the task of taking people into the mountains.
Registering for household registration is a big event that the tribesmen have been looking forward to for thousands of years, if it weren't for the fact that a group of people would have to be left behind to build shops in the city, everyone would want to return to the snow-capped mountains to witness this historical moment.
The sisters were very excited, chattering happily all the way, and their mouths never stopped, and for a moment they talked about the new things outside the mountain, and for a while they silently recited what the divine envoy told them to say, and they remembered not a word of it, and for a moment they remembered what snacks they had eaten in the morning, and what the people who stayed in the city would eat at noon? However, the smoked fish and smoked meat of our tribe are not bad, this is not just put on the storefront, it is not sold, the divine envoy asked them to go back and ask the tribe to make more fish and meat, fresh vegetables can also be brought to the mountain.
And the money from the sale of fish and meat, which had been exchanged for a great deal of food, was carried on the backs of two lions to be brought back to the tribe. In the back of the grain cart, there are also materials distributed by the divine envoy to the mountain people, which are to be distributed to all the tribesmen.
Ye and Ju are full of joy, as well as hope and longing for the future!
The two little girls were caught in the torrent of black cavalry, surrounded by knights with indifferent faces, but the little sisters were not affected at all, and their mood was as happy as flying.
The sisters took the initiative to ride a lion together, gave the other lion to the village chief, and the group was ready to enter the mountain.
At this moment, the grain truck behind suddenly made a "puff" sound, and the grain bag leaked.
"Enemy attack!" the icy cavalry torrent parted in an instant.
A spear fell from the sky and was nailed in front of several members of the Rat tribe who were exposed, and only a little bit, one of them was pierced!
"It's dangerous!"
What a fart!
Anyway, I can't live anymore, seize the opportunity to eat this last meal, even if it is death, I can be a full ghost!
A few ragged people lay on the ground without raising their heads, like refugees who have been hungry for 800 years, even if they were held to the neck by a sword, they still desperately tried to pick up those scattered grains, even if they were beaten a few times, they still kept picking up grains to eat, and when they found them, they stuffed them into their mouths and swallowed them without chewing!
The soldiers were about to beat them a few more times, but they had seen too many of these homeless people, and they would not be obedient if they did not beat them a few times, and they would be afraid before they could obey the order. was stopped by the village chief who came in a hurry.
These people are Rat tribesmen.
They made a hole in the official road at the entrance of the village, and several people just got out of the hole, secretly poked the grain bags on the grain truck, waited for the grain to leak down little by little, and then quietly picked up a lot, and they had already picked up a lot, but they were not found. In the last blow, the rat used a little more force to poke the grain bag, and the grain bag completely leaked, which alarmed the cavalry who were far away from the grain truck.
"I know them, let them go. "The hallmark of the rat tribe is that they are short and thin, with sharp-beaked monkey gills, dodgy eyes, and two rat whiskers on their faces.
In normal times, the village chief would definitely beat these people up severely! The rat tribesmen did not go to the village to steal grain once or twice, and every time there was a famine, they would go to the village to quietly get some grain, that is, a little bit of rice or millet, and they would not take too much at a time, at most one or two handfuls of rice or millet, thinking that they would not be discovered, but in fact they had already been discovered.
The village chief was so angry that he wanted to catch these people and sell them several times, but the rat tribe people were ugly and had little strength, and they couldn't do anything except make holes, and they didn't have any advantages in their bodies. None of the slave captors wanted them, because they couldn't be sold.