Take these people who have been recruited as the guide, bring enough food to the Huanche Village, and you can open the gate of the village with a few words.

The strongest men all changed their minds and joined the Rock Village, and the remaining women, the elderly, and the children naturally had no other way out. Everyone got together and ate a delicious meat pie, and people left Huanchezhai in the cold season with a small amount of personal property and became a new member of Panshi Village.

All this was done during the time that Xiongkui was imprisoned, and he knew nothing about it.

"It can't be!" Xiongkui's eyes widened, and he howled like a wounded wolf: "That's my stockade, and I'm their leader." You...... You're lying to me, you must be lying to me. I don't believe it! ”

"Believe it or not, that's your business." Tianhao shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "I'm busy, I don't have time to waste time on you." If it weren't for the fact that you are also the leader of the stockade, I would not have bothered to come over and say these things to you. ”

Xiongkui's first instinct was that Tianhao was deceiving himself and wanted to achieve some kind of purpose. Reason and calmness at the same time clear these crazy thoughts in the brain space, and prove that everything is true with realistic evidence. The contrast between the unreal and the real is so cruel that the muscles on Xiongkui's old face are tangled, and as the anger tightens up layer by layer, it disperses in despair in pain and remorse. He opened his mouth, not noticing the uncontrollable saliva slowly dripping down from the corners of his mouth, like a faucet that someone had unscrewed and forgotten to close, and soon a fine straight line of sticky white reflected by the firelight appeared in that place.

Tianhao quietly observed Xiongkui's mood changes. He shoved another piece of crumbled bread into his mouth, and stood up as he ate, his voice mixed with an unceremonious chewing sound: "You are free now, you can go wherever you want." ”

……

Staggering out of the room, Xiongkui discovers that this is a new world that he has never seen before.

The tall towers stand out, and on them stand strong and powerful archers. There were a lot of people queuing up in the square, shouting "circles, triangles" and other things for the leader, and Xiongkui didn't understand what it meant at all, but felt that those people lined up and walked very neatly, which looked quite interesting.

Dozens of women came from a distance dragging wooden sleds, loaded with fish. It was huge, almost as long as an adult's elbow to the tip of his fingers, and the surface of the cyan scales was slightly pink, but it was already frozen hard, and it couldn't jump, it couldn't struggle, and it was hard like a firewood.

There was a fire in the blacksmith's shop, and there was a "clanging" sound from inside. The door was open, and many children crowded around the furnace, and a man stood in front of them, talking to them. It's too far away to hear what is being said. However, Xiongkui guesses that it should be related to metal forging and ore smelting.

Everyone's face was a healthy red, and there was no sign of hunger.

What struck him even more was the quantity.

There are too many people.

This is definitely not the number expected of a small village of a few hundred people. As far as the eye can see, there are at least a thousand people who can see them.

There are quite a few familiar faces among them.

They are all members of Huanchezhai.

The woman let go of the rope of the cart in her hand and looked at Xiongkui who was standing more than ten meters away at a loss.

Some elderly people gathered around, together with their children, forming a circle with Xiongkui as the core, and there was a large blank space in the circle, and no one stepped forward.

Ah Ping was a little far away, he looked at Xiongkui through the gap in the human wall quite weakly, and subconsciously reached out to hold Ah Mei's arm standing next to him, and the little panic that just emerged in his heart dissipated as his fingers touched the soft skin.

Xiongkui lowered his head, his dirty hair scattered in the cold wind.

They are all people from Huanche Village, and they are the villagers under their own hands.

I am your leader!

No one knelt down as usual, and no one bowed to Xiongkui. There was indifference in the eyes, and the terrible calm gradually turned into silence that affected the entire village. More people who got the news gathered around from all directions, looking at the dense and thick human walls around him, Xiongkui's body was also trembling involuntarily, and fear occupied the entire brain space.

There are at least two thousand people here, not one thousand as I had previously estimated.

He now finally believes that Tianhao is not lying. Huanchezhai was indeed annexed, from the old man to the children, and all the young men he brought with him were not spared.

Why don't you resist?

Pick up a steel knife and axe and hack the dog mongrel of Rock Village to death!

And women...... You shameless sluts, obviously people from Huanche Village, but you are lying next to the man in Panshi Village, do you still want to be shameless?

Xiongkui opened his mouth, eager to scold at the people in front of him. He has the qualifications to rage, which is the power of the leader to scold and scold his subordinates.

But he didn't dare.

There are too many people.

Even his most familiar cronies do not see the slightest possibility of obeying orders in their eyes. They either lean over or keep their heads down, trying not to make eye contact with them. It is clear that they are not going to stand up and speak for themselves, they are not going to be on their side at all.

As for the others...... Xiongkui looked at the sleds full of frozen fish, and suddenly felt that he understood something.

They can now eat enough and wear soft and comfortable cotton clothes, just like Tianhao said to himself before, with these, who wants to go back to Huanchezhai to live a hard life before?

“…… I...... I am yours...... Chieftains...... Ah......h

He thumped his fist to his chest, and the indescribable remorse pierced his heart like a knife.

"You want us to follow you back?"

Suddenly, a crisp voice rang out from the crowd. Following the direction, Ah Ju walked out of the crowd. Her clean face was rubbed with animal fat, and she would not wrinkle even in the cold wind: "There is no food in Huanchezhai, can you solve this problem?" ”

Xiongkui was dumbfounded by the question, but the challenged authority instantly made him angry, and he couldn't help but want to smash the skull of the damn woman in front of him with his fist.

"I used to be a member of Huanchezhai, and you sold me last winter. You eat the most of the food you get back. The people of the village worked hard to plant wheat in the field, and in the autumn they were sent out by you with a word. You want to be a nobleman, you want to get a surname, but what about us? What can we have? ”