When Daqi digested the fruits of victory, the remnants of the Sanshu Kingdom, as the vanquished, fled all the way south, and they ran out of ammunition and food, and finally relied on eating the flesh of the dead corpses of the wounded soldiers to survive all the way to the Youxin tribe.

The news of the defeat of the Sanshu Kingdom shocked the Youxin clan.

Although it is said that the Three Circles are only a small Fang Kingdom, it is not a simple matter to want to destroy and destroy it.

The leader of the Youxin clan, Ji Bian, knew very well that for the Sanshu Kingdom, which was surrounded by mountains on three sides and faced by water, without thousands of troops and enough chariots, it was almost impossible to destroy it.

But looking at the remnants of Sanshu who were still breathing, he knew that Sanshu was really dead.

"Uncle Xin, please save my clan for the sake of my three misty hearts and finally the love of the summer queen."

Wu Ding, the monarch of the Sanshu Kingdom, knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

Ji Bian hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Monarch, please get up quickly, don't panic first, what happened?" ”

Wu Ding said sadly and angrily: "Out of nowhere, a group of fugitive slaves came, those fugitive slaves claimed to be the Daqi tribe, led the army to attack our tribe for more than one winter day, the fugitive slaves were brutal, and killed countless people of our tribe, and its leader was as cunning as a fox, leading our soldiers into the cliff, and killing our warriors with ambushes and stones, and thousands of warriors were stoned to death.

Only these people escaped, and I wanted to go back to the city to hold on, but the slaves in the city were in rebellion, so I had no choice but to go south and ask for help from Xin. ”

After listening to this, Ji Bian had a solemn face and said in a deep voice: "After the sacrifice after Yangcheng, I sent people to your clan, just to let your clan exterminate this group of fugitive slaves, have you ever seen Xia Zhilai." ”

When Wu Ding heard this, he shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it." ”

Ji Bian's face changed, and he said: "The monarch is good to rest in my clan first, this matter is very important, I need to discuss it with my clansmen." ”

As he spoke, he sent someone to settle the remnants of the Three Treasures Kingdom.

At night, in the main hall of Xincheng, Ji said in a cold tone: "You already know about the matter, I can't imagine that those fugitive slaves have become the climate, then Jiang Xiang didn't arrive in Sanyu, I'm afraid he was also killed by this Qi tribe, let's talk about it, what should we do about it, whether we want to send troops to fight." ”

The ministers in the store were talking chaotically, and then a middle-aged man said: "Uncle, those fugitive slaves originally escaped from our department, and a certain one is not strictly guarded, so please punish him." ”

Ji Bian glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to talk about this, your fault will be talked about in the future, no matter what happened to these fugitive slaves before, since they can destroy the three trees, it means that their wings are full, and they can't be taken lightly." ”

"What Bo said is reasonable, I think that now is not the time for our clan to conquest, since the Qi tribe can destroy the three tribes, if you send troops to conscript, you need to use at least half of the army in the clan, and the labor expedition will cost you a lot of food and grass, however, our clan has consumed too much before, and then launched a crusade against the Youhu clan, if you rush to send troops at this time, I am afraid it will be unfavorable to the clan."

A gray-haired middle-aged man on the right hand side of Bian said slowly.

"Uncle's words, what do you think?"

Ji Bian said in a deep voice.

Everyone discussed in a whisper, and said in unison: "We seconded it!" ”

Ji Bian nodded and said: "In this case, the fugitive slaves are already full-fledged, and it is no longer a matter of my clan, send someone to Yangcheng to communicate and see how to make a decision in the future." ”

At this time, one of them spoke: "Uncle, how to deal with that Wuding, it is not possible for our clan to provide for it." ”

Ji Bian frowned and pondered for a long time and said: "Although Sanyu is dead, after all, he is one of the tribes of the Xia Hou, and it is not good for our clan to be too neglectful of him, but our clan also has difficulties, so let's appease Wu Ding for the time being, and integrate his soldiers into our clan, and it doesn't matter if he eats alone." ”

"Bo Yingming!"

Everyone laughed.

And the middle-aged man said: "I think that it is still necessary for our clan to understand this so-called Qi tribe, I am very curious, how these people can destroy a country with more than a dozen people between a year old." ”

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately said: "Uncle is reasonable, why don't you send an envoy to go, ostensibly pretending to recognize the status of the Qi tribe, and secretly inquire about the news, a tribe composed of fugitive slaves, I don't think I will refuse such a temptation." ”

When Ji Bian heard this, he felt that this was a good note, what the fugitive slave wanted, it was nothing more than freedom and identity, and recognizing his identity as the Xia Hou Wan clan was tantamount to pie in the sky for them, and he was also very curious in his heart, how did these people do this, if they could get a glimpse of it, they could not use it to strengthen their clan.

As for the fact that these people had fled from him, he didn't care much at all, and those who died in the rebellion were just untouchables.

If that Qi tribe can submit to himself, thinking of this, Ji Bian showed a playful smile.

A few days later, in Wu Ding's anxious waiting, he sadly found that he had been completely hollowed out, except for Bi Geng, who still supported him, he couldn't even order anyone.

Although the Xin clan did not disadvantage him, and even the women and food were not bad at all, but he had no army, and he, the king, was just a pig and sheep in captivity.

Slowly, the number of times Bi Geng came to visit him became less and less, he seemed to be forgotten by the whole world, and despair and sadness made him not know the meaning of life.

In addition to exercising with those women all day, he just closed his eyes and waited for death.

Yang Hao has already begun to prepare for the reward at this time, and as the temperature warms up, the pace of spring is getting closer and closer.

The division of land must be completed before the arrival of spring, and only by ensuring sufficient food supply can the combat effectiveness of the Daqi army after its expansion be guaranteed.

And in this reward, Yang Hao plans to change the name of Sanshu City, which is quite awkward and not to his liking, as for what the name is, he already knows it in his heart.

Moreover, the migration of Qi City is nearing the end, just waiting for the last batch to arrive, the population size around Sanshu City will exceed more than 8,000 people, counting those vassal small tribes, the population that can be requisitioned within the sphere of influence of the Great Qi tribe has exceeded 10,000 people.

This number is just a drop in the bucket in later generations, but in this era, for other forces, Yang Hao has become a weak prince and has a certain right to speak.