Wang Lang's treatment of prisoners of war was simple and crude, and he did not have the patience to educate these enemies like a saint, who in his eyes were mere tools for work.

Once again, he repelled the enemy's attack, which made Wang Lang's prestige reach its peak, and the people of the salt department were full of self-confidence, as if in this world, there was no enemy who could compete with their own tribe.

Two days later, after burying the soldiers who had died in battle, Wang Lang led a large army and escorted a large number of prisoners back.

The naked slaves, with their hands tied, staggered forward under the drive of the leather whip.

As long as the slaves in their hands fell, they would be whipped a few times by the soldiers around them, and those who could stand up immediately were fine, but those who couldn't stand up were greeted by sharp spears pierced into their chests.

During the two-day journey, more than a dozen corpses were left on this road full of blood and tears.

The team returned victorious, and Yancun suddenly became lively.

That night, the tribe reveled all night to celebrate the victory of the expedition.

The next day, Wang Lang sent workers to find a vacant lot of land and ordered people to dig a large number of earth pits here, which would become a prison in the future to hold these prisoners of war who returned alive.

At this moment, these prisoners of war gathered outside the wall tremblingly, and when they saw the tall wall, they realized that they had been fighting against some kind of opponent.

In the face of such a powerful tribe, the captives had no intention of resisting at all, and sat on the ground like a walking corpse, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them.

The victory of this war was so clean and neat, Wang Lang was in a good mood.

Although this battle delayed the original plan for a while, with such a slave, the future road construction plan can also speed up a lot.

Wang Lang went to the smelting camp to check the production of tools.

During this period of time, a large number of bronze tools were produced, looking at the piles of yellow tools, Wang Lang was very satisfied, with these tools, he could start work tomorrow.

But there are so many of these captives, all put together, there is a great security risk.

After dealing with some miscellaneous affairs of the tribe, Wang Lang asked the group of captives to be dispersed and sent to guard them.

"Chief, what do these slaves eat, if you don't give them food, it won't be long before these people will starve to death, and the dead slaves are of no use to us!" Bark said with some concern.

"Chop the weeds, add a small amount of corn, cook them for him to eat, as long as they don't starve to death, and use the bark if the weeds are not enough." Wang Lang said slowly.

"Will this work, will it eat them to death?" Bark worried.

Wang Lang smiled and said: "What's wrong with this, these things can only ensure that they live, but they don't have much strength, so it is easy for us to take care of them." ”

Bark nodded and said, "Then I will tell you to go down and do it in this way." ”

Wang Lang nodded hungry and said, "Let's start building roads tomorrow, now that there are so many slaves, it's too wasteful not to use them." ”

Bark laughed, "This time we can finally relax!" ”

After the two chatted for a while, Bark turned away and instructed the women to prepare food for the slaves in Wang Lang's way.

After the food was ready, the bark tasted it curiously, and spit out the food at once, and the strange smell made his stomach tumble for a while, and it was as disgusting as it was.

"Mr. Lin, do you really want to give this food to those slaves?" A woman in charge of cooking rice asked.

Bark nodded and said, "This is what the leader meant, and you must remember in the future that these are slaves, not people." ”

The women nodded blankly, for for they were so miserable that compared to them, it was as if they were living in heaven.

When the barrels of strange-tasting food were carried to the slave camp, the group of slaves, who had long been hungry and their eyes were green, rushed over.

But what followed was a violent beating of the head and face.

Two soldiers told the story of a bloodied slave who had been whipped by a leather whip and hung up before the pale slaves fell silent.

This food, which was like garbage in the eyes of the salty tribesmen, was the best food in the world in the mouths of these slaves who were dying of starvation.

After solving the problem of slave food, on the second day, Wang Lang arranged for Kong Yi to take more than 50 slaves and drive the deer cart to the copper mine to establish a new stronghold.

Looking at these extremely weak slaves, Wang Lang knew that if he didn't give grace, these people would probably all die of exhaustion under the mine.

But for the time being, the use of slaves is the most cost-effective thing, and Wang Lang has no plans to abolish slavery.

As soon as Kong left, the remaining soldiers escorted the rest of the slaves to the forest, and these soldiers were tasked with watching over the slaves as overseers.

Coming to the edge of the forest, Wang Lang looked at the direction and said to the forest fire: "Let's start building from here, the road doesn't need to be wide, as long as it can pass two cars." ”

"This work can't be done in a day or two, I'm afraid I'll have to wait for a while." Lin Huo said as he looked at the deep jungle.

Wang Lang smiled: "What are you worried about, don't you let people do their own work, aren't there these people?" ”

Lin Huo suddenly said: "I forgot about them, hehe, it's good to have slaves, you don't have to do anything yourself." ”

"I'll leave it to you, this road will be built up to that orchard, and I'll take the others to build the road to the tin mines." Wang Lang said.

"Don't worry, I remember this route, there will be no problems." Lin Huo patted his chest confidently and reassured.

Wang Lang gave a few more instructions, and then marched south with nearly a hundred other slaves.

After arriving at the destination, Wang Lang immediately asked people to set up camp here, and in two days, a simple wooden wall was built.

With the camp and no worries, driven by Wang Lang, this group of slaves completely ushered in their miserable life.

The soldiers shackled the men with rope and tied their hands and feet before they dared to give them tools.

"Listen, take these tools and start working, and if anyone runs away or destroys them, all that awaits you is death!" Bark said coldly.

The soldiers, regardless of whether the slaves understood or not, brandished their whips and drove the group towards the forest.

Looking at the fierce soldiers around them, the slaves went into the jungle and clumsily cut down the big trees with the tools in their hands.