Liu Zheng looked at the beheaded slaves and was silent.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and once Fernando discovers that he can threaten with his slaves, he will be delayed for time, even if he will not be restrained.

And after being dragged until the sandstorm stopped, in the face of more than 20 muskets, he could only fish to die and break the net.

So he could only let Fernando's deputy kill the slave so that Liu Zheng and the other slaves could survive.

Despite the good reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He hooked his finger at the guide who was hiding to the side, "You, come here." ”

"What do you command, sir?" The guide walked over and said respectfully.

He wasn't particularly afraid, Liu Zheng hadn't killed him before, and of course he wouldn't kill him now.

Except for specially trained members, the guide is a tool man in the desert, and whoever gives money will go with whomever he wants, and there is no loyalty at all.

"Take me to Ossyrd." Liu Zheng said.

"Yes, sir." The guide said yes dryly.

"Do you want to go back?" Liu Zheng looked at the slaves gathered in a circle.

"Your Excellency, are you going to let us go?" A slave asked boldly.

"I can also get you to follow me to Ossyrd. These camels and water can also be given to you, but you have to do things for me. Liu Zheng said calmly.

"My lord, what do you need us to do?" The daring slave asked.

Liu Zheng pointed to the corpses full of caves, "Bring these corpses outside, dig a sand pit and bury them." ”

The slaves had not had enough food along the way, and it was a bit difficult for them to go to work right away.

So Liu Zheng asked them to eat something first and rest for a while.

What do extremely hungry people do when they see food?

It was, of course, desperate to grab everything he could get his hands on and shove it into his mouth desperately.

If they are allowed to eat like this, there is a high probability that they will be blocked by the hard dry food or the stomach will be distended.

Fortunately, Liu Zheng will not let this kind of suicide go.

He grabbed the bow and fired it, and the enchanted arrow was embedded deep in the stone wall, almost halfway through.

The sound of the crash attracted the attention of the slaves, who stopped what they were doing and looked at Liu Zheng in fear.

"The man eats two loaves, the woman eats one and a half, and the child eats one. Whoever eats more will stay here and die. Liu Zheng said coldly.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, no slave would doubt his words, and they all dropped the excess food in their hands, and the speed of eating slowed down.

Treating these poor people whose homes have been plundered, Liu Zheng is actually not so rude.

But that's what the human heart is, and if he doesn't show himself tough enough, the slaves will soon have their own little thoughts and start challenging his leadership.

Even, after the fact, they may try to snitch in exchange for more benefits.

Rather than using thunderous means to solve the problem at that time, it is better to draw a distance at the beginning and let them know who is in control of the situation.

In fact, this is not the only way to lead a group.

There is also a kind of leader who does not need to speak loudly or be deliberately harsh, but can still convince others and willingly obey his orders.

Unfortunately, although Liu Zheng studied the works of that great man, that kind of personality charm cannot be learned through words.

When the slaves regained their strength, Liu Zheng asked them to dig a pit outside.

Digging a sand pit in the yard and digging a pit in the desert are two different concepts entirely.

Dig a sand pit in the yard, the bottom layer is generally loess, spread some cinders or sand stones on the loess, smooth it with fine sand and then lay a layer of red machine bricks, and finally pour in fine sand and level it.

It's the same with digging a hole in the desert, there is no loess underneath, you dig a hole, and the sand around it will immediately fill the hole.

Liu Zheng thought about it for a while, whether to sprinkle some water, and it would be easy to dig after the agglomeration.

But on the way back, you definitely can't go to the "Urbu Green" oasis to replenish supplies, and this water has to be held all the way to Osserd, which obviously can't be wasted.

He was still thinking about a way, but the slaves over there had solved the problem on their own.

Liu Zheng glanced up and couldn't help but be stunned by their creativity.

I saw the two of them in a group, carrying the feet of the guards into the sand.

When hindered, they used the head of the corpse as a shovel and shook it vigorously to shake away the sand.

Although the process was a bit black and absurd, in the end, the slave managed to bury the corpses deep in the sand pit.

After the next sandstorm, all traces that may remain will be erased by the power of the desert.

It has to be said that this method can only be thought of by the slaves themselves.

Even if Liu Zheng thought about it, but out of the three views of modern people, he couldn't make this kind of insult to the corpse, but the blood feud between the slaves and the slave traders was not enough to describe, so naturally there was no psychological burden.

As for the guards he killed before, they had already been buried in the yellow sand.

With a guide to guide the way, Liu Zheng led the slaves around the "Urbu Green Oasis" and came to the vicinity of the tribal gathering area of Osirde.

"Alright, go back to the tribe. Find someone to teach you how to use those muskets, and the next time you encounter a slave trader, you won't be left without the power to fight back. Liu Zheng said to the slaves.

"How can we thank you? My lord. The daring slave asked.

"Who are your enemies? Who are your friends? You have to figure this out. Not only the Dardanelles, but also Western Sahara and all of Africa were being plundered by pirate states. Give up those hatreds with other tribes, unite, learn from them, and drive them out of the land. That's what I want you to do. Liu Zheng said after pondering for a while.

"My lord, our tribe craves your protection and teaching." The daring slave suddenly fell to his knees, and the other slaves also fell to their knees.

"Get up, and don't kneel. I didn't bring you out to get you on your knees. Liu Zheng shouted angrily.

The slaves looked at each other, and although they didn't know why he was angry, they stood up obediently.

"I have my own mission, and your tribe can only be protected by you. But remember that you never kneel, whether to the enemy, or to the helper, or even to the gods. Well, goodbye. Liu Zheng stopped talking, turned his head and walked in the direction of the Osirde tribe.

The Dardanelles watched his back go farther and farther away, bowed deeply, led the camel, and walked in the direction of their homeland.

"Excuse me, have you seen the members of the 'Golden Scorpion' team passing by?" Liu Zheng walked into the tribe and grabbed a herdsman casually and asked.

"Who are you?" The herdsman was wary.

"I'm a mercenary of the 'Golden Scorpion' team, and I'm separated from them, trying to catch up with them." Liu Zheng said.

"Oh, they went over there, and they didn't go long." The herder pointed in the right direction.

"Okay, thanks." Liu Zheng thanked him and prepared to hurry.

The herdsman stretched out his hand to stop him, "Look at your camel, it's tired. If you go down in a hurry, if you can't catch up, the camels will be tired to death. ”

Camels are an important property of desert tribes, and the herders are the last to see that no one does not pay attention to the health of the camels.

Liu Zheng looked back and saw that his camel was indeed not in good condition, probably because he was frightened in the battle after rushing continuously.

"In this way, you make up 1 silver coin for me, and I will exchange it for a camel for you to ensure that you have enough strength." The herdsman said.

Liu Zheng thought about it and agreed.

With the relationship of 'golden scorpion', the herdsmen should not pit him.

If he dared to pit him, he would let him know what Sledgehammer Eighty was.

The herdsmen took Liu Zheng's camel and told him to wait where he was.

Soon, the herdsmen brought an even stronger camel over.

"This is the best camel in my family, I borrowed it for the sake of Ambrador's face, and you must return it to me when you come back." The herdsman admonished.

"No problem, if something goes wrong, I'll pay you double the price." Liu Zheng patted his chest and said.

"That's not necessary, just give me another 10 silver coins. Alright, you go after them. "The herders are still very simple.

Riding on the new camel, Liu was chasing in the direction of the team.

The herders didn't brag that the camel was a little faster than the previous one, at a speed of at least 20 km/h.

Generally, the speed of Bactrian camels can reach 10~15 km/h, and the herdsmen are more than one-third faster than their peers, which can be called the Bohel of the Bactrian camel world.

With the fast hooves of the camel "Borge", he managed to catch up with the team.