Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Lan Army

Tame animals, even if released into the wild, will not be able to adapt to life in the wild and become wild animals.

It's like slaves who have been enslaved for several generations, even if they are liberated, they are just slaves with a different 'identity', and there will not be much essential difference.

Because the servility of obedience has gone deep into the bone marrow.

You can't stand up if you kneel for a long time.

A huge bonfire was lit in the central square of the inner city of the Ringhubu, illuminating the infield in a fiery red, and the slaves who had been washed but had no clothes to wear sat around the square, waiting for the cattle and sheep to be roasted on the bonfire.

Yesterday, most of the tens of thousands of livestock that escaped have been captured, after all, they are still domesticated animals, even if they escape, most of them will still instinctively return to the tribe, after all, it is difficult for the tamed animals to adapt to life in the wild, and when they realize that life is difficult, they will instinctively return to the place where they feel safe.

It's like these slaves whose servility has gone deep into their bones, even if they had eaten people yesterday, and after waking up, they have returned to the original state of needing someone else's command to live.

Even if it is food, you have to wait for the 'new master' Zhai Qiu to distribute it to them in person.

Only a few people have awakened their consciousness, but they still have to cling to Zhai Qiu.

The current Zhai Qiu is like a tree, and these people have become vines that depend on him to survive, which is a very primitive and pure relationship.

Wang Li already had a physiological rejection of this area of Linhubu.

As soon as he got closer, he felt like he was crawling with insects, and his breathing was a little uneasy, even though the picture of the slaughterhouse of hell on earth yesterday was much more refreshing.

Zhai Qiu and the group of slaves had already burned all the corpses and buried them in the soil.

But even so, Wang Li always felt that the land that the horses' hooves were stepping on was sinking down, as if something was pulling them.

Yu Chun's tall kite battle flag was hung with solar lights, making the flag, which had turned dark red, look even more and more demonic.

The slaves who heard the clanging of armor instinctively stood up, and their originally dull eyes instantly became sharp, staring vigilantly at the team of the Kite Iron Riders.

Wang Xu was surrounded by the iron horsemen in the center, his gaze swept over the nervous and aggressive eyes of these slaves, and finally placed it on Zhai Qiu, who was kneeling on the ground and holding up the butcher's knife.

Seeing Zhai Qiu kneeling, all the slaves also jumped and knelt down, lowering their heads without making a sound, like statues.

Tu Tan came out of the campfire and trotted over, but was stopped by Wang Xu just as he was about to speak.

"Don't dismount." Seeing that Wang Xu was about to dismount, Wang Li frowned and reminded behind him.

Wang Xu turned his head and smiled at him, got off his horse, and walked towards Zhai Qiu.

Yu Chun and the others also got off the moose, followed closely behind Wang Xu, and stared vigilantly at the surrounding slaves.

"You did it." Wang Xu walked up to Zhai Qiu, looked at the many burns on his thin body, sighed lightly, and helped him up.

When Wang Xu's gloved hand touched Zhai Qiu's arm, Zhai Qiu instinctively stiffened, raised his head and looked at Wang Xu at a loss.

Wang Xu smiled gently, and pulled out the bronze and steel-mixed long sword from behind his waist.

The sword did not make the slightest sound when it was unsheathed, which shows the sharpness of the sword.

"This is the first finished sword created by the Lone Bamboo Country." Wang Xu held a sword flower in his hand, and the cold light flashing from the back of the sword that could be seen pierced the firelight, and put the hilt of the sword on Zhai Qiu's hand.

The overwhelmed Zhai Qiu's hand sank, and he barely held the long sword steady with two hands, and looked at Wang Xu with a little trembling, his eyes becoming more and more puzzled.

"I haven't had time to name this sword yet, but when I saw you, I suddenly thought of a good name." Wang Xu hooked the corners of his mouth, and didn't care whether Zhai Qiu understood it or not, and said to himself, "沚 (zhi) 戛 (jia), the name of this sword, is also the name of your army, Lan Jiajun, from today on, you are the second general of the Lone Bamboo Country, ranking below the ink wolf." ”

Tu Tan raised his head and glanced at Wang Xu in surprise, and then explained and translated it to Zhai Qiu, who was still in a stiff state.

Although Tu Tan had explained in detail, Zhai Qiu, who had no concept of power and status, still couldn't understand it, but despite this, he saw something in Wang Xu's eyes that made him willing to worship.

Something like sunlight.

It wasn't until many years later that Zhai Qiu realized that that kind of thing, called respect, was more important than all fame and fortune in the world.

Wang Xu ignored Zhai Qiu's instinctive kowtow to thank him, because he knew that Zhai Qiu didn't know what gratitude was at all now, and kneeling was the only action he could express.

Walk straight to the massive stone bone throne in front of the campfire.

The workmanship of the Stone Bone Throne is not fine, and it is not even as good as the wooden chairs made by the children of the Lonely Bamboo Country, but this Stone Bone Throne has an extraordinary momentum and shock.

Because under this throne, there is a backlog of blood and resentment that I don't know how much hard work.

"Ruined it." Wang Xu said to Yu Chun in an indifferent voice.

Yu Chun paused for a moment, picked up the pure iron flail next to him, and smashed the back of the nearly three-meter-high chair of the Stone Bone Throne with a low cry.

All the slaves subconsciously raised their heads when they heard this loud noise, and their faces were full of shock, but their eyes began to cry inexplicably.

This flail smashed an invisible chain.

At this moment, Wang Xu's shadow just happened to be stretched longer and larger under the light of the bonfire, until it covered everyone's sight like a dark cloud.

In the years that followed, he became the supreme back in the hearts of these people.

Wang Li looked at the group of slaves who were crying bitterly for some reason, frowned, and urged the war horse to keep up with Wang Xu's footsteps, "What are they crying about." ”

"I cried when I wanted to." Wang Xu shook his head expressionlessly, looked at the entrance of the cave that had been built into a palace gate, and stopped, "Inside is the residence of the Lin Hu people?" ”

"Yes, this group of Hu people is quite powerful, hollowing out the mountain can be built into a palace, and there is a large hot spring inside." Tu Tan replied respectfully, "And a lot of treasures have been found inside. ”

"Where's the secret room?" Wang Xu touched the carving at the mouth of the cave, and it felt a bit like a gluttonous pattern.

"Inside, but it will take some time to break down the door, and these slaves outside are not controllable for the time being, I am afraid that if I release the Linhu civilians inside, it will cause a riot again." Tu Tan replied.

"No other exit?" Wang Xu asked again.

"I've dug up the surroundings and found no trace of the tunnel." Tu Tan pursed his lips and said, "And today, a total of more than 2,000 corpses were burned, including those that were eaten and only bones remained. ”

"So what?" Wang Xu frowned.

"Zhai Qiu said that there can be at least a thousand more people hiding in the secret room." Tu Tan whispered, "If the emperor wants to break the door, he has to transfer some more people from the capital, and it is inevitable that there will be someone hiding inside." ”

"Didn't anyone else run away last night?" Wang Xu asked again.

"I took people around several times in a radius of more than ten miles, and found an official road, and the recent footprints on it were all left a few days ago." Wang Li yawned.

"Let Zhai Qiu take everyone to the base to get clothes, Mr. Zhu will take people to guard the door, and the others will break the door." Wang Xu shook his head, feeling that if he couldn't be sure if there were any living people today, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep.

Entering the cave, Wang Xu found that there was really a cave inside.

The walls and floors have been smoothed and even painted, and there are murals and stone carvings left over the years on the walls, and when you walk out of the passage, there is a huge square, with more than a dozen huge stone pillars and various weathered silks, which are particularly luxurious.

Around the square there were large and small stone chambers, which spread like spider webs throughout the mountain, and until you walked inside, you reached a huge room of true luxury, where a hill of broken gold and various jade and bronze objects were piled up, and the floor of the whole room was made of various animal skins, and a wooden bed with fine carvings was placed in the inner.

This kind of thing is out of place in the wilderness.

On the other side, the mountains of silk have also been damaged by insects because they have not been used for many years.

"Tyrannical creatures!" There are so many things, even Wang Li's eyes are a little straight, and he scolded angrily, "This group of barbarians can't use it, why do you get so many silk treasures?!" ”

"A status symbol." Wang Xu touched the brightly colored silk cloth rolls, "It seems that this King Linhu is very yearning for life in the Central Plains." ”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have raised my clan to send troops." Wang Li kicked the wood carving bed, covered his nose and frowned, "It's still Xiangnan Shenmu!" In this kind of dark tide, where there is no light, it is rotten and rotten! ”

"The granary is with the Chamber of Secrets?" Wang Xu picked up a natural gold the size of a dog's head, threw it back and asked.

"The entire cave has been searched, there is not much food, it should be just enough for the rations of more than 2,000 people in the Linhu Department, if it is not in the secret room, then it should have been pulled away by King Linhu." Tu Tan withdrew his gaze from the golden mountain.

"Hopefully, the grain has been pulled away, so that at least for a short time, King Lin Hu will not come back." Wang Xu squinted and smiled, and picked up a few rolls of bamboo slips from a corner where the ashes had fallen.

For Wang Xu, these bamboo slips are much more attractive than treasures.

"By the way, what is the origin of Lan Jia? You attach so much importance to Zhai Qiu, you shouldn't reward the military number. Wang Li, who was squatting in front of Jin Shan and covering his mouth, suddenly remembered something.

"Lan Jia, Yin Shang's sharpest spear." Wang Xu blew the ash on the bamboo slip and chuckled.