Gongsun Kang observed for a while, called a few centurions to him, and divided the work among them. Someone took a detour to guard the exit at the other end; Someone went to surround the courtyard of several warriors with their heads hanging, and someone patrolled five miles near the hill to catch fish caught in the net.

Gongsun Kang himself took a team of 100 Liaodong iron horsemen and went directly to arrest the chieftain of the tribe.

As soon as the order was given, someone blew the horns. "Woo woo woo", the Liaodong Iron Cavalry pulled out his sword and shouted: "Rush! ”。

The iron horse rolled, breaking the tranquility of the mountain village tribe. Smoke rose from all sides, and the villagers could not see how many cavalry had surrounded them.

Gongsun Kang took the lead and rushed into the tribe. The natives of the tribe stood in the courtyard and on the street, staring at them blankly, at a loss.

No one resisted, no one ran, and the people of the tribe had never seen iron armor, swords, or horses since they were children. Watch the torrent flow into the tribe. They just stood stupidly and did nothing.

Without resistance, there is no blood. Gongsun Kang wants slaves, not killing. The Liaodong Iron Cavalry only surrounded the tribe, but did not kill or wound anyone.

Gongsun Kang and his entourage ran directly to the door of the tribal chief, and someone shouted loudly for the chief to come out and answer.

Why is he judged to be a chief? Because his yard was the most luxurious: the thorns of the courtyard wall were sunburned with the skins of two animals. Class differences are everywhere, and those who can eat meat and have fur are the richest people in the tribe!

The chief walked out of the courtyard and came to Gongsun Kang's horse. Surprisingly, the chief was a middle-aged man in his 30s, not tall, but strong and strong. Not the old man as he imagined.

In primitive society, the weak eat the strong, and the old people in their last years have to take the initiative to go out of the tribe and go to the forest to die. Even if you were a tribal leader when you were young, even if you made great contributions to the tribe, this is true!

Only in feudal society, through the system, through countless intrigues, the old man who has mastered the power can stand above 10,000 people and decide the life and death of countless people with one word. Until the day he died, he would not lay down the power in his hands. The power is there, he is there, even if he is old, no one dares to underestimate him.

The language barrier was a big problem, and Gongsun Kang asked the chief, "Can you hear what I say?" ”

Chief Ula Ullah talked for a long time, and Gongsun Kang was still confused.

Fortunately, Gongsun Kang also has his own way. He was on his horse, but his hands were raised above his head. Slowly, lightning appeared between the hands, and crackling sparks flew everywhere!

"Hooray!" The Liaodong iron cavalry around cheered feverishly.

The chief was stunned, and it took him half a day to react. Hurriedly knelt down and kept kowtowing.

The surrounding tribes and natives also knelt down one after another, and Ula Ula shouted, still not understanding what they were talking about.

But when the chieftain and the villagers knelt, they gave in. Gongsun Kang can extract the system soldiers from the system.

"Xiao Jia, get me a translator." Gongsun Kang communicated with Xiao Jia in his heart.

Xiao Jia understood what he meant, and saw a person appear very abruptly between Gongsun Kang and the chief. A man dressed in the same clothes as the chieftain and the tribal villagers, with part of his hair shaved off and wearing earrings.

He first bowed to Gongsun Kang and kowtowed. "Yizhou No. 1 armor soldier, meet the lord!"

Gongsun Kang nodded with a smile: "Get up, No. 1, the task of communicating with the natives will be handed over to you." I need their obedience! ”

No. 1 kowtowed again: "I will live up to the trust of my lord!" ”

Then he stood up and turned to the chief. Ula Ullah's beginning flickered to the effect that my lord is the reincarnation of the thunder god in the sky, and now he is ready to spread the glory of the god to the land of Yizhou. Blessed are you! Can be attributed to Thor! Serving God is a blessing that you have cultivated over several lifetimes, so hurry up and show your loyalty!

The chief was overjoyed and prostrated repeatedly.

Gongsun Kang ordered the entire tribe to move to the location of Keelung City for unified management.

The chief took out a long piece of wood, which had been hollowed out in the middle. He erected the long log and struck the hollowed-out wood with a sturdy stick.

The sound was loud, four or five miles away, and the tribesmen heard it and rushed to gather near the chief's house. It turned out that the tribal leaders gathered the people in this way, and the soldiers of Liaodong said that they had long insight, and it was really better to read thousands of books than to travel thousands of miles.

The chief explained the situation, and his personal prestige was still high, so the tribesmen began to busily collect their possessions. No. 1 ordered through the chieftain: Don't bring any altars and jars, just bring clothes and food! If you still need something, you can come back and get it later!

In this way, Gongsun Kang smoothly moved a tribe back to the location of Keelung City.

They were the farthest afield, and by the time they returned to the barracks, the other 20 or so had already returned. Every way of the road has a harvest, and hundreds or even thousands of natives have been captured.

Some people from all walks of life are like Gongsun Kang, without spending a knife or a shot; Some of them did it and killed some of the natives who resisted. As long as you do it, you will be ruthless, and all the injured natives will be killed! This was an order issued by the Liaodong Military Headquarters in advance, because the tropical plague spread faster, and the 30,000 Liaodong soldiers could not be put in danger because of their soft-heartedness. The killed natives were all cremated, or to prevent the spread of the disease.

Historically, Sun Quan's army stayed in Yizhou for a year, because of the lack of water and soil, lack of medical treatment, epidemics, eight or nine out of ten dead soldiers, and only more than 1,000 soldiers remained. It can be seen that the epidemic is the primary enemy that takes root in Yizhou!

To this end, Gongsun Kang made many preparations, brought a large number of military doctors, a large number of medicinal materials, and also educated the soldiers in medical knowledge. Killing the wounded natives was to save limited medicine and avoid the spread of the disease, and cremating the corpses instead of burying them was also to prevent wild beasts from picking up the corpses and spreading the disease.

Some people in Liaodong Iron Cavalry were slightly injured, of course this should be treated, and they would not be killed, after all, they were their comrades-in-arms. There were no dead soldiers, because: when the Liaodong soldiers attacked with fine iron weapons, the tools of resistance of the natives were nothing more than arrows and axes made of stone, and more often some wooden sticks.

Gongsun Kang explained to the commanders of all walks of life: among the weapons of the natives, there are a little bit of iron chopping knives and wooden handles, but they are very rare, and they are passed down from Huiji County.

In order to strengthen rule and communication, on the basis of about 10,000 indigenous people, Gongsun Kang selected 50 system armor soldiers. Send them to lead the natives.

The Liaodong soldiers also worked with the natives and built special barracks for them as their temporary station.

The natives ate white-flour steamed buns that they had never eaten before, and drank rice porridge. Coupled with the brainwashing of the system soldiers, they quickly settled down and stopped making noise.

The next day, Gongsun Kang gathered the natives together again and performed a thunderbolt stunt. also performed a great change of life, summoning heavenly soldiers and generals out of thin air.

The natives fell to their knees and began to accept the rule of the god of thunder, and the process of creating gods on Wajima began to repeat again. This time, Gongsun Kang is familiar with the road, and it is easy to play the image of a thunder god who is close to the people.

(End of chapter)