Yang Hao doesn't like to kill children, even if this person is the son of the Three Misty Sovereigns, if to paraphrase a modern sentence, children are still young and don't understand anything, no matter how serious the sin is, they will be forgiven by this sentence.

But what era is this, this child who doesn't know his name, enjoys the rights and benefits, he should have the obligation to bear the rights, even if he is a child who is not yet an adult, Yang Hao can only kill him.

His death can strengthen his position, appease the dissatisfaction of his people, and more importantly, fulfill his promise.

He is different from those high-ranking slave owners, even if he knows very well in his heart that as long as he sits on the throne of power, the hat of the exploiter will never be taken off, but what does it matter.

As long as he is more humane than the ruler of this era, then he is great, even if he is cruel in his means, he is a butcher in the eyes of future generations, and in the eyes of his own people and thousands of oppressed and breathless slaves, he Yang Hao is a saint.

The little boy's bloody body was quickly dragged out, and the murderous traces on the ground were cleaned as if nothing had ever happened.

Lie knelt on the ground and choked up: "I have thanked the leader!" ”

Yang Hao said in a deep voice: "Fierce warriors, get up, you can rest assured that Daqi will not forget your efforts." ”

"In this life, I am a great Qi person, even if I die here, I can die with a smile."

The worship of the five bodies of the martyrs.

Yang Hao nodded, and said with a straight face: "You are all loyal and brave people of my Great Qi, how to talk about death, it is true to keep a useful person to continue to serve my Great Qi, why don't you want to continue to serve me?" ”

Lie hurriedly said: "Lie doesn't dare! ”

"Haha! Don't be nervous, I'm just talking casually, okay, you go down with the poor first, and tell those slaves that my Daqi will not forget their merits, but don't make trouble, otherwise my Daqi's spear will not have eyes. ”

Liqi nodded and said, "Don't worry, Chief, I will know the rules of Wu Daqi and those guys." ”

"Well, alright, let's stand down."

"Subordinates retire!"

After the two retreated, Li Yang said: "Chief, the three slave chiefs have fled, I'm afraid they are asking for help from the big clan." ”

Yang Hao snorted coldly and said: "The dog who lost his family, don't worry about him, even if he asks him to ask for reinforcements, I don't know when it will be, tomorrow send the cavalry back to Qi City, bring Shaoyan to the city, count the population and grain and grass in the city, Sanyu occupies the land of ointment, and if he doesn't want to forge ahead, he will cheapen us." ”

After Yang Hao finished speaking, Shuo Xiang smiled and said: "That is, this city is much bigger than our Qi City, look at this house, I have never seen such a big house, this good place for them to use, they deserve to be damned." ”

Yang Hao nodded and said: "In this battle, our clan has suffered heavy casualties, and the corpses of those clansmen who died in the battle must be collected as soon as possible to prevent them from being eaten by wild beasts, otherwise we will have no shame to face them after death." ”

Hearing this, everyone's faces were a little solemn, and they nodded heavily.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little dull, Yang Hao smiled and said, "Okay, it's time for us to go out, this will be the territory of my Great Qi in the future." ”

After speaking, Yang Hao tidied up his clothes and strode forward.

Seeing this, everyone smiled and hurriedly followed.

Outside the palace, a large number of slaves and civilians gathered there, craned their necks and looked inside, wanting to see what kind of man the leader who had defeated the Three Senses was a man, with three heads and six arms as rumored.

With the sound of neat footsteps, the palace door slowly opened, and a group of soldiers with spears lined up

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The crowd was sidelined by the rough drive of the soldiers, leaving a wide road.

Yang Hao and several generals walked out of the palace, looking at the black crowd outside, and suddenly felt agitated.

Once upon a time, he was a lowly slave, but now he has become a high-profile existence, and there is nothing more wonderful in the world than this.

Yang Hao looked at these ragged people, from the previous burning, looting, and adultering of his parents, he knew that these guys were not good people, but he didn't care about this.

From his background, he has decided that he has stood on the opposite side of the slave owner, as the so-called ass determines the head, even if he looks down on what these slaves do in his heart, but he does not intend to pursue this boring question.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the leader of the Great Qi tribe!"

As soon as Yang Hao's words came out, everyone suddenly quieted down, and after a while, Hulala knelt down.

Yang Hao didn't let them get up, and continued: "From today on, there is no name of Sanshu in this world, this will be the territory of my Daqi, you are all the people of your Daqi, my Daqi is a state of benevolence and righteousness, not the barbarians of Sanha, as long as you are dedicated to contributing to my Daqi, I will never treat you badly, now you all disperse, don't make trouble!" ”

The people who knelt down looked at each other, not knowing what Yang Hao meant.

"Sanshu is a barbarian, I heard this right!"

"What is the State of Righteousness?"

"No matter what master you change, let's be honest!"

。。。。。。

Yang Hao didn't know what these people were thinking in their hearts at the moment, and after saying these words, he and the generals inspected their new territory together.

Seeing that the new owner had left, the people gathered here immediately dispersed.

"Chief, where are we going?"

Fu asked.

Yang Hao thought for a while and said, "Go and see those nobles, I think I've already searched them out." ”

Fu nodded, and called a soldier to ask where the nobles were kept.

Soon after, the soldiers returned, said a few words to Fu, and then several people, under the protection of the guards, walked towards the north of the city.

The nobles of the Three Halves looked at those fierce soldiers in fear, this was originally a place for the slave trade, but now the feng shui is turning, but they have become prisoners under the stairs.

In order not to change his face, it was an old man, the priest that the monarch of the Sanshu Kingdom relied on.

When the city was broken, he knew that Sanshu was dead, and when he learned that the monarch had fled, his heart was relieved, he knew that he would definitely die, and the reason why he didn't commit suicide was just to see who killed Sanshu.

When the soldiers in charge of the guards saw Yang Hao and the others coming, they hurriedly knelt down on one knee and bowed.

Yang Hao gave a false help and let everyone be exempted.

The old man looked at Yang Hao's incomparably young and unfamiliar face, and was very puzzled in his heart, in his memory, there was no leader of that tribe who was so young.

Yang Hao looked at the men and women gathered together, old and young, and the corners of his mouth curled.