The overall order in the city is quite stable. Tianhao issued a temporary control order, with Liao Qiu leading the army to take full responsibility, and after a simple two-day cleanup, he left Thunderhorn City with Wu Yuan and went to the capital of the Niu Clan.

At that time, various stories about the young lord spread in Thunderhorn City.

He is the hero of all the stories, wise, handsome and wise, leading the people to solve various problems, leading the Panshi Village into today's Panshi City.

These stories are not worth mentioning in Niu Zeyu's opinion, and he is not even interested in sneering. He is a person from the past, and although he inherits the surname of his ancestors, he is an out-and-out nobleman. Niu Zeyu knows very well what "momentum" is, he just feels extremely unwilling———— why does Tianhao's rise have to come at the cost of the death of his son-in-law? My family and I should have a bright and glorious future, my grandson will be the king of the Thunder Cow Tribe, and the family will rule this place for generations. But now, it's all in vain.

Niu Zeyu's hatred for Wu Yuan is so strong, and the fear of losing power makes him feel insecure about everything around him.

Since you can't get power, you have to get as much wealth as possible.

Jin Sheng knew Niu Zeyu very well, and his caravans often traveled back and forth between the various walled cities of the Lei Niu Tribe. Some people say that he is a business agent arranged by Niu Weibang, but he is just chasing after the wind and has no basis. Niu Zeyu had his own set of methods in terms of watching people: Jin Sheng's caravan entered Thunderhorn City with Tianhao, the young lord escorted Wu Yuan to Blackhorn City, and Jin Sheng still stayed in Thunderhorn City to sell goods, which in itself is enough to explain the problem.

The nobles have always been important customers of the caravan, and every time Jin Sheng came to Thunder Horn City, he would entertain the nobles of the Thunder Cattle Tribe, including Niu Zeyu, and negotiate a business in a friendly and happy atmosphere.

Although Niu Weibang is dead, life still has to go on.

Naturally, the crowd talked about the new king at the feast.

"The king went like this, I wonder if the new patriarch will take care of us like the king did before?"

"I heard that the Great King handed over his clan to the Lord of the Rock when he was dying, and if nothing else, he will return from Blackhorn this time and become the new King of Thunderhorn."

"I think you are confused, the new king must be approved by His Majesty to ascend the throne, he can only be the acting patriarch now, and he must wait until next year to elect a new Majesty and issue an edict."

Thunder Point City and Rock City are two places, and the personal relationship between Niu Weibang and Tianhao does not mean that everyone has similar thoughts. Lei Niu has multiplied in this land to this day, and there are dozens of nobles who have inherited their ancestral titles, including Niu Zeyu and Niu Yuntao, they have an innate sense of superiority, and they have a strong sense of resistance to new nobles, meritorious people, and people who have climbed up step by step from the bottom society. It's as if the realm that originally belonged to you was broken into by a stranger and forcibly occupied.

From the standpoint that everyone is of the same race, it is not hostile, but there is a strong antipathy.

The conversation soon shifted to slaves.

"The king left so many good things, this should be ours."

"Not to mention anything else, just those pig captives in the city should belong to us."

"That's right, the pigs should be our slaves."

No one knows why there was so much wine at the banquet. This luxury item is expensive, and it's not easy to get a drink once in a while. Alcohol stimulated his brain, Niu Zeyu felt hot all over his body, and his speech became unscrupulous, because others spoke more wildly than himself.

"Listen to me, it's an opportunity. We can turn all those pigs into slaves. ”

"Are you kidding?"

"What I said is true, Wu Yuan killed the king, and now the people below only care about when the Rock Lord will ascend the throne, and no one cares about those pigs. There is no file of the captives, only an approximate number. We can take this opportunity to get some certificates of slave trade. ”

Niu Zeyu felt that his brain had been torn open by the devil.

Yes, there is no supervision from above, this is an excellent space for the transfer of power, as long as you seize the opportunity and use it wisely, you can reap a lot of benefits from it.

"As long as the time of the transaction is indicated on the purchase document, coupled with the autograph of the king, everything is not a problem."

"Signatures can be forged, and I am in charge of the tribal archives, where there are many documents that have the king's signature, as long as they are imitated and transcribed, they are no different from the originals."

"As for whether there is a king's ring seal or not, it doesn't matter. It's a special time, and if the young boy of the Rock Collar wants to take control of the Thunder Bull Division, he must have our support. As long as his brain is not broken, he will not cause trouble at this time. If you think about it, our cattle clan has always been the dead. Niu Weibang's bones are not cold, that little lord doesn't even sit firmly on the throne, does he dare not admit the authenticity of these slave trade documents? Don't forget, he's just a human being. But what about us? As long as everyone here today buys a few hundred pig slaves, we have the final say. ”

"That's right! One person commits a crime, and one person beheads himself. A bunch of people are making trouble, and no one dares to do anything to us. This is called the Dharma not being held accountable. What's more, he is not the real king of the thunderhorns, just an acting patriarch. ”

The banquet soon turned into a spoils meeting, with animal skin documents transcribed and forged, and the total number of pigs who were turned from prisoners of war to slaves was as high as 35,000. Everyone wanted the benefits, and they didn't know who was talking too much, and the secret soon spread, and more people got the news and joined in. Niu Zeyu is not very clear about the specific situation, according to his estimates, there are a lot of slave sales contracts issued privately, and the total number will not be less than 60,000 people.

The situation is a little out of control, but the more this is the case, the more Niu Zeyu feels at ease.

Everyone participates in this grand competition for wealth, which means that they have a higher safety factor.

If it weren't for Tianhao ordering the reorganization of all the pig people, and sending 20,000 pig people to the mine to dig peat in the early hours of this morning, Niu Zeyu would never have taken the initiative to enter the patriarch's mansion.

Now, he was pressed to the ground.

"You can't do that." Niu Zeyu desperately raised his head from the heavy pressure of the teeth, pulled his neck and screamed: "My daughter is Niu Weibang's wife, she ...... She's the queen, and you can't do that to me. ”

This was his last trust.

Niu Yuntao was also held down by the side, his whole body was close to the ground, and he turned his face sideways and shouted in horror: "And me...... My daughter is also the queen, and Niu Weibang's last wife was my daughter. ”

Tianhao sat on the throne, his head bowed, and watched his feet in silence like a statue.

"Chop off their hands." After half a minute of silence, he gave a cruel order.

Yan Ya and the fierce guards pulled the arms of the two apart, raised the sharp long knife, and slashed in the air in the heart-rending screams of Niu Zeyu and Niu Yuntao, the broken limbs bounced away with blood, and the two people who lost control screamed and rolled in a pool of blood.

"You are so bold that you dare to forge the signature of the king of the clan." Tianhao swept the bloody scene with an expressionless face: "Don't you know that this is a capital crime?" ”

The sensation of a sharp loss of blood from the body was terrifying, as if the body had been emptied of a lot of things at once. Niu Zeyu lay on the ground on his back with his face facing the sky, trying his best not to let the wound of his broken arm touch the stone slab, and he desperately half-twisted his body, and from the depths of his throat welled up a howl comparable to that of a wounded beast.

“…… It's you...... You're behind it. ”

"You did it on purpose, Kim Sheng...... He's your man! The slave trade is a scam, you ...... You want to trick everybody in...... It's good...... Take action...... Get the city of Thunder Point...... Also, the position of the patriarch. ”

"I'm going to expose you for who you really are...... Yes...... My hand...... I want you to pay for it. ”

He was greedy, but he wasn't stupid. The combination of pain and regret is a good medicine, and Niu Zeyu found the real answer in the tragedy.

Tianhao leaned back, leaned back on the throne, and slowly closed his eyes.

Although Tooth is young, he has been trained for months with Broken Tooth. He knew that this was a sign that the young patriarch was beginning to think, so he didn't say a word, and at the same time motioned with his eyes to the other guards to stand in place with long knives in hand, motionless, allowing Niu Zeyu and Niu Yuntao, whose hands had been cut off, to continue to scream and moan.

After nearly two minutes, Tianhao opened his eyes and commanded lightly: "Kill them." ”

"No...... You dare to ......" Niu Zeyu's eyes widened angrily.

"Please, spare me! I'm willing to take out ......," Niu Yuntao pleaded in pain.

Before he finished speaking, his hand rose and fell, and the two heads rolled on the floor with broken bones and blood, drawing a circle of bright red wet marks.

Flametooth and the guards picked up the head and placed it on the ground about three meters from the throne.

Looking at the mangled remains of the deceased, a trace of instinctive disgust flashed in Tianhao's eyes.

The easiest way to control a group is to make the whole group your own.

Niu Weibang is dead, and he has left a huge space for power, and the nobles of Thunderhorn City will definitely fight for it. They won't care about the word "agent" in front of the young patriarch, and will only divide Thunderhorn City the way they like.

With Liao Qiu leading the army to sit in the open, these people didn't dare to mess around.

However, the rats in the granary still had to be caught.

Pyeongjoon's intelligence department has been in contact with businessman Kim Sang. Speaking of which, this kind of contact actually Jin Sheng took the initiative to ask. Although he is a member of Wuyuan, he is not a fanatic of Wuyuan. Jin Sheng has his own interests, not so much that he is Wu Yuan's henchman, but that he is a collaborator who sticks to the bottom line.

Alcohol is the best medicine to tell the truth. A hundred jars of cider, a sumptuous feast, and the fact that the participants were all nobles of Thunderhorn City with equal status, they thought that this was their own circle, and they spoke unscrupulously, and it was also the best time to plan against Tianhao, the young acting patriarch.

Jin Sheng chose the right time to throw out the topic of "buying and selling pigs as slaves".

The half-drunk nobles rushed up, not realizing that this was a deeply hidden poisonous bait, and did not hesitate to open their mouths and swallow it.

Killing people needs a reason, even Tianhao can't mess around.

It is a felony to forge the signature of a patriarch, as is a felony to buy and sell human beings (more than five people) without permission, and to use power to embezzle public property. The superposition of several sins is a capital crime.

"You goddamn bastards!"

Without warning, Tianhao suddenly jumped up from the throne, grabbed Niu Zeyu's head on the ground, smashed it down with unspeakable rage, and then pulled out his portable saber, chasing the head that rolled off the floor, splitting in half.

"Every year, so many civilians starve to death, and you turn a blind eye."

"Where were you when Liao Qiu and Gangdian led the troops to the battle? Don't think I don't know anything, your family didn't send anyone to the war, and now you want to forcibly take away so many pigs, it's really shameless. ”

"All along, there were only 70,000 inhabitants of Thunder Point. You have built private villages everywhere, hidden people, and refused to pay the grain tax. Niu Weibang didn't punish you for saving face, now it's my turn, do you think this set is still useful? ”

"Since you dare to do it, then I dare to kill!"

Tianhao stood in place with his feet apart, holding the saber tightly in his hands, and the force was so great that it seemed to leave fingerprints on the hard grip. His expression was serious, the skin on his face was tense, but there was a cruel and fanatical gaze in the depths of his eyes. He slowly raised his arm, raised his right hand holding the knife, lowered his head, stuck out his tongue, and licked the blood splashed on the back of the steel knife.

"Pass the order down, arrest people according to the list, then raid the house, and publicly execute."

Behind him, Yanfang and the guards knelt down on one knee, respectfully agreeing in unison.

……

With the sound of a "squeaky quack" winch, the tall city gate slowly closed.

Liao Qiu and Gangdian respectively led their troops and quickly took control of the main passages in the city.

Sixty-three households in total, and that's the number on the list.

All nobles are latecomers who inherit the merits of their ancestors, there are 10,000 heads, and there are also city lords. They only have titles, but no fiefs. Among them, there are lazy and incompetent guys who eat and wait for death, and there are also strivers who painstakingly run new villages and dream of accumulating a population of more than 10,000 people, becoming the real city lord, and restoring the glory of their ancestors, but in the face of the cold orders of the young patriarch, there is no difference between them.

Nobility is their original sin. Whether it is a good person or a bad person, whether he wants to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune or wants to use the pig slave as the basis for the development of the village, in Tianhao's view, it is an unforgivable crime. There is no second voice under the patriarch, they don't even understand this truth, and they deserve to die.

From the elderly to children, nothing was omitted, and the total number was as high as 539.

They couldn't escape, and there was no warning that the new patriarch would make a sudden move.

More than 100 people were killed for resisting during the capture, and their bodies were picked up with spears by strong pig soldiers and erected in prominent positions at various street corners.

The rest of the people were all escorted to the central square of the city.