When the three nobles saw Yang Hao coming here, most of them retreated one after another, and some even kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Yang Hao didn't smile, he just looked at an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The old man was also looking at him, and the two looked at each other as if they wanted to see through each other.

"Who are you?"

Yang Hao said in a deep voice.

"The Three High Priests!"

The old man smiled.

Yang Hao looked at the old man with interest, in his impression, the profession of priest, but a rare intellectual in this era, sometimes he can also work as a part-time doctor, although his medical skills may not be as good as him.

But this is also a rare talent, and he can't help but have a heart of pity in his heart, but he regrets that the person in front of him is too old, and he looks as if he may die at any time.

Yang Hao smiled and said, "Qi leader Yang, I have seen the pestle priest. ”

Seeing that Yang Hao was so polite to himself, Pestle couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his heart, and looked at Yang Hao in surprise.

"I don't know what kind of force the Qi tribe is, whether it is Dongyi or Xiahou, why do you want to destroy my Sanshu."

Yang Hao said: "Qi is Qi, it doesn't belong to any party, as for why you are killed... ”

Speaking of this, Yang Hao smiled, leaned over to the pestle, and said, "Because you are in my way, only if you die, your clan will survive." ”

Hearing this, Pestle Jiu's face changed, but then he calmed down and looked at Yang Hao meaningfully, nodded and said, "I understand, you can do it, I hope that the leader of Qi will give the old man peace and happiness." ”

"Why did the priest say this, and why did I say that I wanted your life?"

Yang Hao said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

The pestle said coldly.

"Join my clan, and I can give you a high status."

"Impossible, I just want to die quickly!"

Yang Hao was not surprised to write an answer, revealing a harmless expression.

Seeing this, the pestle's heart seemed to pause, and the compromise felt like being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"If you don't agree with them, you'll all die! If you agree, I can spare some, what do you think? ”

When these nobles heard this, they felt like they had grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly pleaded with the pestle.

Looking at the cowardly performance of these people, the pestle sighed, as if this moment was much older.

coughed again and again for a while, mourning more than the heart of the dead pestle, and sighed: "How many people can you spare." ”

Yang Hao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I am not a murderer, these people who are judged at the meeting, and those who are guilty of heavy sins will naturally not be able to stay, and I will let them go if the sins are slightly lighter." ”

The mortar wrinkled, "What is a judgment?" ”

"You will know in a few days, I advise you not to try to kill yourself, you can die, but you can't die now, you play and understand, their lives are in your thoughts."

"Alas!"

Mortar let out a long sigh and sat down on the ground tiredly.

For this old priest, Yang Hao didn't expect it to last long, he valued the knowledge in this person's head more, and used him to train barefoot doctors and lay the foundation for the medicine of the Daqi tribe.

After all, as long as it is a mortal in the flesh, he can't avoid getting sick, and the medical knowledge he knows is too high-end, and it is basically useless in this era, and these indigenous priests are different, and their understanding of herbs is much stronger than his.

Threatening the lives of these nobles, he didn't feel that he was despicable at all, people can not be afraid of death, but many people are afraid of others dying, Yang Hao knows this very well.

Glancing at the lonely old priest, Yang Hao sighed secretly and ignored it.

Looking at those nobles, Yang Hao couldn't help but smile.

These nobles, I don't know how many people have been looted, in this era of scarcity of materials, there are still obese people, perhaps because of maintenance, the skin of these women is much smoother and fairer than those small tribe dark women.

"Who are those two?"

Yang Hao pointed to the two women who were kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, a man on the side hurriedly said: "Master, these two are the women of the monarch, and now they are naturally left to the master to enjoy." ”

Yang Hao frowned and said, "Who are you?" ”

"Master, the villain turned out to be Sanyu Mazheng!"

"Hmm! What is the job of the horse! ”

The man flattered and said, "Back to the master, this horse is in charge of managing the horses." ”

Yang Hao was overjoyed when he heard this, he was puzzled before, there were not many horses in this city, listening to this person's meaning, this horse breeding place thought to be somewhere else.

"Three horses have geometry?"

"More than 100 horses! There are also four chariots! All outside the city. ”

When everyone heard this, their faces immediately turned happy.

"Chief, you promised us a good horse!"

Shuo Xiang said excitedly.

"Haha~ This is nature, this is God bless my great qi!"

Yang Hao laughed wildly.

Seeing this, the horse was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Master, do you want the villain to take you to see it?" ”

"How many people are there in the horse breeding land now, and where are they?"

Ma Zhengdao: "In the west of the city, there are more than ten pawns and dozens of slaves. ”

Yang Hao nodded and called a soldier over.

"Take this man away!"

Na Ma Zheng was overjoyed when he heard this, and kowtowed to Yang Hao again and again.

When the rest of the nobles saw this, their eyes were full of envy, and at this time they wished that they were also the little Ma Zheng, but they forgot that they had enjoyed luxury.

"Send the two women to the palace, and the old man will find a clean house and settle down, so that he will not be short of water and food."

After speaking, Yang Hao and the officers left this place to inspect their new territory.

In Yang Hao's eyes, the Sanshu City is not big, and it is similar to the relatively backward small villages in later generations.

After a while, he inspected the city.

The slave revolt devastated the city, many houses were burned, and in some places there was a scorching stench, so you can imagine how chaotic it was at that time.

The remaining flames had been extinguished, and looking at this messy city, Yang Hao had a headache.

He wanted a city intact, and now that he wanted to recover, he would have to waste a lot of manpower.

But when I think about it, where in the world is there something perfect, my heart is also relieved.

paid a huge price and won this crucial battle, it can be said that from this time on, he Yang Hao has a place in this era.

Copper mines, war horses, population, land, grain, these precious riches are his confidence to fight against this era.