On the night of the end of the enlarged meeting of management, in a vacant lot outside the cave.

The Grey Rabbit tribe, and even everyone in the salt farm, rushed back, and all gathered here to wait for their Yong brother to announce some important decision.

The scene was huge, with more than 700 people participating.

That's because about four hundred captives from thirteen small tribes, with a somewhat panicked look, were driven here and gathered.

Among them were about 300 captives, who had come by their own strength.

Without exception, they were the lucky ones who did not suffer any injuries in that terrible siege battle.

Or, rather, they were minor wounds that had only been slightly injured in the battle, and in the course of a month, with the Grey Rabbit Tribe's medicinal powder, they had already recovered from their injuries.

In addition to this, there were about a hundred wounded, who were carried out by other captives and carried out directly.

Originally, after the war, these thirteen small tribes had nearly 200 seriously wounded people, and after being rescued by a group of pregnant women, only barely 60% of the seriously wounded survived.

However, this is still a miracle for the people of these thirteen small tribes.

In their cognition, isn't it true that every time there are ten seriously wounded in battle, one or two of them survive under the blessing of the ancestors' spirits, this is the correct way to open it?

After being driven to the clearing, standing or sitting, the face of each captive was full of solemnity.

Before, for nearly a month, although they had always been fed by the Gray Rabbit tribe, eating and drinking.

Even because of the Grey Rabbit tribe, there are three meals a day of extravagant food here.

Basically all the captives, including the wounded, even gained weight after such a month.

However, the fear of the future of the tribe, as well as the fear of their own unknown fate, has always made them very uneasy.

Now, it seems that it is finally time to be sentenced to be dealt with by the honorable Gray Rabbit.

For a moment, they only saw the noble man standing at the entrance of the cave, holding an electric horn in his hand, pinning an electric baton to his waist, dazzling and almost impossible to look at......

"Hey~" Song Yong looked at the electric horn that had been useless for some days, and first tried the effect twice.

Although this second-hand electric horn has not been charged since it was brought over, the power in the battery is still enough, at least after the tribal plenary meeting today, there is no problem.

Just when the captives thought they were about to wait for their disposal.

Song Yong shouted loudly at the electric horn: "Now we invite our gray rabbit tribe, the former group of slaves to play." ”

After the voice fell, under the command of the guy.

A group of old and young, a total of fifty slaves, walked up to Song Yong and stood up.

In that tragic defensive battle, under the great stimulus of gaining a free identity, the original seventy-nine slaves of the Gray Rabbit tribe, except for those who were too young, all spontaneously filled the defense line of the city wall.

After several attacks, there are still thirteen adults, seventeen little old men, and twenty children who have survived.

Not counting the seriously wounded, there were twenty-nine of them who died in battle and died of serious injuries, which can be regarded as a great contribution to the victory of the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

And now, it's time for Song Yong to promise them that it is the status of tribal membership.

After everyone stood up, Song Yong announced with a look of approval:

"In view of your courage in battle, the heavy casualties you have taken, and your loyalty to the Grey Rabbit Tribe, I now officially declare that you are now a full member of the Grey Rabbit Tribe. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the slaves turned completely red.

For Song Yong, accepting these people as official members of the tribe is not just a simple announcement, just welcoming these people to officially join.

As a well-behaved tribal leader and a witch lord, these are must-haves.

At his signal, Gardenia and several women appeared with a large pile of leggings in their arms.

Originally, there were not a few leggings left in the tribe's stockpile, and this time he brought fifty pairs of leggings, which were prepared for this scene.

In the later time, Song Yong gave these slaves a pair of leggings one by one.

As an official member of the Gray Rabbit tribe, leggings are already a must-have status symbol, and this is absolutely a standard configuration.

While distributing leggings, Song Yong did not forget.

While handing out the leggings to the new members, he patted them on the shoulder and said, "Welcome to the Grey Rabbit Tribe, this is your home from now on." ”

At this moment, these slaves who don't know how many beatings and tortures they have suffered in their long slave careers, and they have never cried.

One by one, in front of the noble Yong brother, he cried like a child.

Looking at such a scene, the thoughts in the hearts of the captives are called an unusually complicated one.

After staging a scene that stimulated their minds in front of the captives, it was finally Brother Yong's turn to lecture them.

From the very beginning, the truth that came out of Song Yong's mouth was so cruel to them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't think you should have too many illusions, your tribe will not be able to keep it at all, and I think the army of the Tough Bone Tribe has already marched towards your territory. ”

"Your tribe will either be completely wiped out now, or it will be completely annexed by the Tough Bone Tribe in the near future. ”

As soon as these words came out, a deep sense of grief appeared on the faces of all the captives.

Even in their hearts, they basically expected this, but when Song Yong said these words, the last bit of illusion in their hearts was shattered.

In the midst of their unspeakable grief, Song Yong's voice sounded again, bringing them new hope:

"In view of your past mistakes, I now declare that from this moment on, all of you will be slaves of the Grey Rabbit Tribe, including in the future, when your family members are sent over. ”

"However, the benevolent Grey Rabbit tribe has decided to give you a chance to make amends, and as long as you work for the tribe for five years in peace, you will be able to obtain full membership. ”

When he said this, Song Yong pointed to the former slaves who were straightening their waists and their faces were red.

During this period, if he can make meritorious contributions and other outstanding performances, he and his family will be able to obtain full membership status in advance, and these people are your best examples. ”

"Now tell me, what your choices are. ”

After the final verdict was pronounced, the few tribal leaders left among the captives looked at each other covertly, and then bowed their heads and fell to their knees.

He shouted: "From now on, I will wait, but by the orders of the honorable Gray Rabbit." ”

After they knelt down, the members of the tribes fell to their knees one by one along with their leaders, and then the members of the other tribes did the same.

Even the seriously injured who were slumped on the ground crawled in the direction where Song Yong was.

With such actions, they expressed their surrender.

In the ears of hundreds of people who knelt on the ground, Brother Yong's confident voice sounded: "Please believe me, in the future, you will be extremely glad that you have made this decision today." ”

In his narration, a beautiful scene unfolds up and down these captives and the gray rabbit tribe.

This picture scroll is so beautiful that it makes them feel like they are in the sweetest dream, and they never want to wake up again.

"Because then you will see that countless fields have been cleared, and vast pastures will be stretched, and that there will be no need to hunt wild beasts, and there will be no need to search in the mountains and forests to get enough food. ”

"You will see that the Grey Rabbit tribe can produce its own salt, cloth, linen, in short, everything we need, and you only have to follow me and sweat hard to get there. ”

For a while, Brother Yong's voice echoed in the valley, sounding in the hearts of all people, loud as thunder in the sky.