The old man's suicide attack touched Yang Hao a lot, and deep down he began to ask himself whether it was right or wrong to do this.

The conscience of modern society tells him that it is the butcher and the executioner who do the wrong thing, and the arbitrary deprivation of the lives of others has made his hands full of blood.

But another voice told him that he was right to do this, if he didn't do this, he Yang Hao would definitely die faster, the fragile Daqi tribe collapsed, in this barbaric era, how could he survive alone, the worst result was to be caught by other tribes, and the end would be extremely miserable.

Recalling the previous nightmare, Yang Hao shuddered.

"I'm not wrong, I just want to live."

Yang Hao stared at the corpse on the ground with a hideous expression.

It didn't take long for the Great Qi tribe to completely quell the resistance of the Fengxi tribe, and so far the Fengxi tribe was completely removed from this world.

Just like those tribes drowned in the long river of history, it will not be long before no one will remember that there is such a tribe in this world, nor will they remember the old patriarch who died in battle for the last dignity of his tribe.

The results were counted very slowly, and it was not until it was dark that Yang Hao finished counting the harvest this time.

The Fengxi tribe was indeed much richer than the Yuan clan, as can be seen from the mountains of loot.

Although there is no scale, Yang Hao roughly estimates that the grain grabbed this time is at least about 1,000 catties, and other things, such as cloth and farm tools, are even more considerable.

It was definitely a huge wealth for a small tribe of only a few hundred people in the Great Qi tribe.

Although Yang Hao takes a fancy to these materials, what he cares about most is the population.

Under the pressure of survival, Yang Hao did not feel any shame in his act of captive people.

According to statistics, in addition to those killed in battle, the total number of prisoners captured was more than 200, of which about a quarter of the available labor force was available.

The rest are some old and weak women and children, of course Yang Hao doesn't plan to let them go, of course they are packed and taken away, whether these people are useful or not, take them back first.

After resting for the night, Yang Hao concocted the same method and burned the station of the Fengxi tribe with a fire.

Yang Hao sat on the ox cart, waved his whip, and shouted softly: "Drive!" ”

The old cow who pulled the cart shook his tail and continued to walk forward slowly, which made Yang Hao feel bored.

Where the chaotic Fengxi tribe was, a young man knelt on the ground in despair, tears could not stop flowing, and he looked up to the sky and howled in grief and indignation.

"I'm going to kill you!!! Yes!!!! ”

The victorious team stopped and stopped, and after eight days, Yang Hao finally returned to the tribe's station.

When the remaining clansmen and savages saw the return of the army, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left the tribe to greet them.

Yin looked at the back of the team, with a look of surprise on his face, hurriedly came to Yang Hao, and bowed: "Welcome the leader back victoriously." ”

Yang Hao raised his hand and said, "Get up, the tribe is fine these days." ”

"Rest assured, chief, everything is fine with the tribe."

Yin said in a deep voice.

Yang Hao nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, prepare to make a fire to cook and reward the clansmen." ”

Yin bowed down to receive the order and ordered the savages to go and prepare.

The rest of the clansmen hurriedly went to carry the spoils.

Looking at the bags and cans of grain, everyone smiled.

Yang Hao ordered someone to bring some water, washed up, and returned to his tent.

Lying on the familiar bed, Yang Hao suddenly felt extremely relieved, although this was just a simple tent, but in his heart, there was already a feeling of home here.

After resting for a while, Yang Hao got up and said, "Someone!" ”

A clansman guarding outside the tent hurriedly came in and said, "What does the chief command?" ”

"Call Shaoyan, Yin, Shuoxiang, and Qu."

Yang Hao said in a deep voice.

It didn't take long for the four of them to rush to Yang Hao's tent and sit in columns.

Seeing that everyone was waiting for him, Yang Hao spoke: "In this operation, our clan has killed a total of six people, and I will carve the names of these six people into wooden plaques for the clansmen to worship." ”

As soon as these words came out, the four of them suddenly looked at Yang Hao with shocked faces.

"Chief, this is not the case."

Qu hurriedly said.

Yang Hao looked at Qu with some surprise and said in surprise: "Why not." ”

"Chief, only the gods and heaven and earth can enjoy the offerings of mortals, how can we mortals enjoy such honors, such ungodly behavior may bring disaster to us."

Qu Shen said.

Yang Hao saw the other three people with the same expressions, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care what gods, where are the gods when we are suffering?" If it weren't for the desperate struggle of the people, how would we be able to live like this, and if they are dying in battle now, shouldn't we let them live a better life after they die? ”

"Chief! This... ”

Qu opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak, and his voice was a little choked.

"Chief, Yin can follow the leader in this life, and I will die without regrets."

"We die without regrets."

The crowd looked solemn and stood up to pray.

Yang Hao's move did not intend to buy people's hearts, although he did not believe in ghosts and gods, but for those clansmen who died in battle, he still had great respect, they did not wait for themselves to bring them a good life, they could only use this way to make their conscience feel more at ease.

waved his hand to let a few people sit down and said, "At this time, it will be handed over to Yin and Shaoyan for a while, and a place of worship will be built near the tribe." ”

"Yin! Command! ”

"Shaoyan takes the order!"

Yang Hao continued: "Now our clan has more than 40 people, more than 20 savages, nearly 100 Yuan prisoners of war, and now there are more than 200 prisoners of war. ”

Several people looked at each other, and finally Shao Yan spoke: "Chief, if those people are promoted to clansmen, will they be of the same mind as us?" Will it betray us. ”

Yang Hao nodded and said: "There is indeed this possibility, about this, I have an idea, I plan to distinguish everyone, the original clansmen I will divide them into first-class clansmen, whether these people are distributed to the spoils of war or the corresponding rewards, they will be distributed according to the best."

And those newly promoted tribesmen are second-class tribesmen, enjoy the right to freedom, and also give spoils of war, after obtaining enough military merits, they are promoted to first-class tribesmen, and the savages are also divided into two classes, according to merit and time to join the tribe, the time is limited to one year.

As for the prisoners of war, they are still two classes, taking the Yuan clan as an example, these people are first-class people, these people can engage in some non-heavy labor, and they can also choose guards from among them, those of the Fengxi tribe are second-class prisoners of war, and those who perform well can be promoted to first-class prisoners of war, if there are new prisoners of war in the future, they will be promoted to first-class prisoners of war, and when their punishment time is over, the good ones are second-class people, and the rest are savages. ”