Chapter Seventy-Nine: Burning and Killing
The flames were spreading, and there were cries and fights everywhere, and at this moment, even if the sun was shining, it still could not soothe the biting coldness and fear on people's bodies. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wu Feng rode a war horse, holding a spear, and with a flick of his wrist was a loss of life, behind him, in addition to the shadow guard like an iron guard, there were more than a dozen new faces, although these people were a little thinner, but with the blessing of horses and weapons, they also showed a trace of anger.
Chu Yan's style of play is still very direct, holding a double hammer and walking in steps, even if there are no horses as a charge, but this still does not affect his performance on the battlefield.
Bloodthirsty, Extreme Madness, War Spirit, Ten Enemies, Natural Bear Power; Five specialties, full firepower, at this moment, Chu Yan is simply like a humanoid murder weapon rampage on the battlefield, the huge tribe, there is no one general at all.
"Poof!"
With the sound of a flesh-tearing body, Alati let go of the scimitar in his hand and continued to charge towards the next target.
Devouring the martial spirit, Arati has a proud skill, even if he has little time to control the power, but the force of up to sixty still makes him an executioner on the battlefield, and there are few enemies.
A terrible scream came from behind him.
Alathi's figure did not pause for half a minute, and half a month of killing had calmed his mind and allowed him to face life and death calmly.
It was a small tribe of the Huns.
The total population does not exceed three hundred, and in the realm of Liangzhou, there are not one thousand but eight hundred tribes like this.
Dead person.
It is a common thing here, and even the forces subordinate to the imperial court will not control the life and death of the surrounding people.
There is not much food in the county town anymore, and as early as three days ago, people's rations have changed from two meals a day to one meal.
They had to do something.
So, they chose this place, a tribe with fewer men and lower defenses as the object of plunder.
Arati did not reject it, the long wandering made him see a lot of squalor and darkness here, killing people, is part of this land, on the contrary, he had blood on his hands, and there was some joy in his heart.
He killed five people and gained fifty contribution points.
Fifty contribution points can be exchanged for a foal, and at that time, its character will also have its own means of transportation.
Alathi gripped the weapon in his hand, an inappropriate grin on his lips.
Contribution value is a reward system set up by Huangfu Mu.
The contribution value plays a big role, and the more you accumulate, the richer the things you exchange.
Three contribution points can be exchanged for a snow-white steamed bun, ten contribution points can be exchanged for a dagger, fifty points can be exchanged for a young horse, of course, if you want to exchange for a real war horse, it takes two hundred contribution points.
There are many ways to get contribution points, building houses, mending clothes, digging wells and building roads can all get contribution points, of course, in addition to these, killing people is the fastest way to get contribution points.
One head is a ten-point contribution, which means that in exchange for a warhorse, a warrior needs to kill twenty enemies with his own hands!
Chongyang County has rotted to the roots, and it will take a long process to revive it.
However, dilapidated houses can be repaired, broken walls can be built, but decadent souls cannot be remedied.
Whether it is an oath or a prospect, it has no effect at all on these walking corpses in Chongyang County who have lost confidence in life.
vanity is capable of mocking others; Pride makes a man humble, and ambition makes a man extremely vicious.
Huangfu Mu knew that if he wanted to make Chongyang County shine again, the first step to solve was these people, who needed serious medicine and medicine, and ordinary hope was useless, so it was better to inject new blood into them.
Contribution value.
A new reward system.
Unlike the old days of waiting to die, as long as you can take action, you will be rewarded with additional rewards.
In addition to the daily free food supply from the county government, the people can also rely on completing the tasks issued by the county government to obtain contribution points.
Today, everything they do is tied to their lives.
The more you do, the more you get.
Although the people were initially very unfamiliar with this so-called contribution value, with the increasing improvement of the rewards, people finally tasted the sweetness, and under this trend, more and more people took action, and some even volunteered to join the army.
The head is a shortcut to get contribution points.
Joining the army and killing people, for the people of Chongyang County, this is the quickest way to get rid of poverty, there is no one.
From the lone horse thief, Huns, and robbers, to now, the grandiose capture of the tribe, the emperor and the herd only took half a month to complete the span.
It's a miracle.
It is an important step for the people of Chongyang County and for Huangfu Mu himself.
The Gobi is brutal, and every day, there are tribes that disappear in the struggle.
The killing came suddenly.
Before the warriors of the tribe could even react, they were slaughtered in large numbers, and at this time, although they were still resisting, it was only the end of the crossbow for the battle situation, and it had no meaning.
"Poof!"
Wu Feng stabbed out with a single shot, drawing a bright red arc in mid-air.
The last warrior fell, the horde finally gave up resistance, and many fell to their knees and touched their heads to the ground, which meant submission.
Thirty or so people overwhelmed a small tribe of three hundred people, which is unbelievable no matter how you look at it.
The Grey Vulture watches the enemy, prepares, ambushes, raids, and crushes by force.
This was not a rash move, on the contrary, before attacking the tribe, Huangfu Mu and Wu Feng and others made detailed arrangements, which led to the victory of the current war.
The flames were burning, filling the entire tribe with flames, completely annihilating everything that belonged here.
Many are crying, some of them have lost their fathers, some have lost their partners, some have lost their sons, and now, they have lost their homes.
The unknown terrifies them, and no one knows what miserable life they will face next.
Chongyang County is like a Pixiu who does not know how to eat, in addition to grain and livestock, these people are also important trophies.
Overgrown houses, muddy and uneven roads, and dilapidated city walls, if Chongyang County wants to rise again, it is simply impossible to rely on those more than 100 people.
Labor and food are the things that the emperor lacks the most.
Although most of these captives are women and children at the moment, they are also an indispensable labor force for Chongyang County.
Sitting on horseback, Huangfu Mu looked at everything in front of him coldly, without the slightest wave in his eyes.
The seed in my heart is fermenting, and the flower called ambition, after sucking up a lot of blood, finally blooms its first petals.
The name of the petal is cold-blooded.
Frost like cold.