After a devastating battle, the centaur tribe, which had lost its chief and main force, was mostly captured, and more than two thousand centaurs were captured.

Among the captives in their early 2,000s, including the more than 100 young warriors captured by Ouyang Jing's side, there were only more than 300 young warriors in total, and the rest were all old and weak women and children.

And this population ratio is exactly in line with Ouyang Jing's needs - he needs a large number of laborers, not elite warriors. With the natural physique of the centaur race, even the old, weak, women and children can become excellent laborers in production and construction.

Therefore, when he fought against the main force of centaurs led by Reslin, he waited until his minotaur and centaur warriors killed Reslin's main force to less than two hundred before he ordered to stop and surrender.

According to the tradition of the steppe, in the defeated tribes, all were reduced to slavery.

Young warriors will be slave soldiers, taking on dangerous tasks such as death squads in battle, and if they can make enough contributions, they will have the opportunity to be promoted to civilians, and even from slaves to generals.

The young women of the defeated tribes, including children, even if their husbands and fathers were still alive, would still be distributed among the meritorious soldiers by the lord of the victorious side and become their private property.

As for the old man...... Unless they are physically strong or have skills, the elderly are generally abandoned, given food and water for a day, driven away, and left to fend for themselves.

The rules are cruel. But since ancient times, this tradition has been practiced on the steppe.

In the prairie where there are no written laws and no complete country, it is the traditional rules that have been maintained since ancient times that maintain the fragile order on the grassland and the survival and growth of the grassland tribes.

And the battle between the tribes has both an extremely cruel side and a trace of warmth.

The winning side will not be wiped out. Slave soldiers were even given the opportunity to rise through the ranks, and they could become civilians, soldiers, and even generals. After becoming famous, he can also redeem his wife and children.

The losing side is willing to gamble and lose. After being annexed, there will be basically no thoughts of rebellion, unless you annex your own tribe and be swallowed up by a more powerful tribe again.

Ouyang Jing likes this tradition very much.

This means that he doesn't need to put much effort into winning hearts and minds.

The captured young warriors, given weapons, will consciously fight for themselves, and when they fight, they will rush to the front, consciously taking on the most dangerous combat missions.

Women and children will not resist either. Whoever assigns them, they will obediently follow the new master, husband, father. When the children grow up, they will also consciously defend the interests of the new tribe, work and fight for the new tribe.

There is only one point, Ouyang Jing doesn't like it very much.

The elderly are also wealth. Even if they lose the ability to work and do not seem to have any skills, they can survive on the grassland until they grow old, and they must have accumulated a wealth of experience and knowledge.

It would be a waste to abandon them just because they could not work or fight.

Besides, respecting the old and loving the young has always been one of Ouyang Jing's basic moral values.

When encountering a gray-haired veteran on the battlefield, or even a child soldier who is not an adult, it is not against his morality to cut him with a knife. But outside the battlefield, for the elderly and children, it is still necessary to give a certain amount of protection.

So when Elena screened out more than a hundred weak elderly centaurs, gave them food and water for a day, and was about to drive them away, Ouyang Jing stepped in to stop them.

"Let them stay."

He said: "I can still afford more than 100 old people. Let's let them help take care of the children, or take care of the warehouse supplies. ”

"Yes, Your Highness the Son of God." Elena, of course, obeyed him, and didn't think about whether it was in line with tradition.

The rest of the warriors, although they were a little puzzled why Miko-sama left these old people who couldn't work to waste food, they still sincerely felt respect for Miko-sama's kindness.

And the old man who was about to be driven away, but had already accepted his fate, bowed down to him with gratitude.

The rest of the captives, although they could not express any opinion on the imminent expulsion of the old people of their "former tribe" because of ancient traditions, it was impossible to say that they were not uncomfortable.

Most of the more than 100 old people even have children and grandchildren. Seeing their fathers and grandfathers being driven away, although this is a tradition, how can the children and grandchildren of the old people turn a blind eye?

Therefore, when they saw that the new lord showed great mercy and left behind the old people, all the captives were very relieved and excited. When many of the old people's sons and daughters and grandchildren bowed down to Ouyang Jing and were grateful, they secretly swore in their hearts that they must be wholeheartedly loyal to the new master.

In this way, Ouyang Jing just gave a normal order casually out of his own morality, and inadvertently, he harvested a land that did not come from tradition, but from the heart of true loyalty.

Containing prisoners, cleaning up the battlefield, burying corpses...... and other post-war dispositions, under the auspices of Gesar and Elena, carried out in an orderly manner.

Of course, Ouyang Jing didn't need to worry about these trivial matters, and after watching it for a while, he returned to his two-story cabin and began to cultivate.

During the days when he was stationed here, although he had to deal with a lot of mundane affairs every day, and he had to take turns with his warriors to clean up the evil creatures on the top of the cliff, hunt sacrifices, and train soldiers in battle, he did not let go of his cultivation.

The luxury of sleep has been completely abandoned by him. Every night, he had to practice all night. The fragments of time outside of dealing with mundane affairs were also firmly grasped by him, and he raced against time to strengthen himself.

Although this dimensional war requires him to vigorously develop his power, as a reincarnation, his own strength is the foundation of everything.

After tempering a burst of spiritual power, Elena's crisp voice came from outside: "Your Highness the Divine Son, are you free now?" ”

Ouyang Jing stopped practicing and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Elena said, "The captives have all been contained. According to tradition, the best loot belongs to you, and the rest of the loot needs to be distributed to the meritorious warriors by you. ”

The so-called booty naturally refers to the more than 1,700 captives in addition to the young warriors, as well as more than 100,000 cattle and sheep, tents, cotton cloth, salt and oil and other property brought by the tribe of Reslin when they migrated.

There is no gold or silver jewelry.

In the grasslands, gold and silver jewelry are not as valuable as salt, cotton cloth, and ironware.

"Prisoners, cattle and sheep will not be distributed for the time being." Ouyang Jing said slowly: "Let's take note of the merits of the soldiers for the time being, and after they go back, they will be converted into houses, land, tools, weapons and other materials. ”

It is far more efficient to distribute the captives to various fighters as slaves than to concentrate them for production and construction.

As for cattle and sheep...... Even if the minotaur is good at pulling a plough and ploughing the field, ordinary ploughing oxen is indispensable.

After all, the role of the Minotaur is not only to plow the fields.

The sheep can also be collectively raised, set up a large pasture, and continuously harvest wool, goat milk, and mutton.

This is much more cost-effective than being eaten by the soldiers who have no time to herd sheep and cattle after being distributed.

"Yes, Your Highness the Son of God." Elena has no objection to this.

Ouyang Jing thought for a moment and asked, "With this distribution method, the soldiers won't have an opinion, right?" ”

"Of course not." Elena smiled: "Houses, land, tools, and weapons are more valuable than cattle, sheep, and slaves. The fighters will only be happy, how can there be an opinion? ”

"That's good." Ouyang Jing nodded and said, "As for cotton cloth, salt and oil and other property, you and Gesar will distribute it according to the merits of the soldiers." ”

"Yes, Your Highness."

Seeing that Elena still stayed outside the door and did not leave, Ouyang Jing asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

Elena said: "Your Highness the Divine Son, I have brought you the most valuable captive, don't you take a look?" ”

"The most valuable captive?" Ouyang Jing smiled and said, "Bring it in." ”

The door opened, and Elena led a horse...... The centaur walked into the hall through the two-meter-high door.

Ouyang Jing raised his eyes and saw that it was a good horse with black and shiny fur, like the best black satin, with slender hooves but well-developed tendons, clear and smooth muscle lines, and a strong look...... Hmm, centaurs.

The upper part of the body is a little beauty with long straight black hair, a pair of shiny black eyes, but her skin is as white as snow and delicate as silk.

The contrast between jet black and snow white is a striking contrast that gives people a strong visual impact.

Her head was tall, even a little taller than Elena, close to two and a half meters. The delicate and smooth muscles of the arms and waist also give people a strong and vigorous sense of strength.

Ouyang Jing even felt the breath of wind and lightning from her.

When Ouyang Jing looked at this good horse like the famous horse "Black Cone", which seemed to be the overlord of Western Chu, this little beauty also stared at Ouyang Jing without blinking with her shiny and wild black eyes, her eyes were quite angry.

"She's ......," Ouyang Jing asked Elena.

"Her name is Freya, and she's the sister of that fellow Reslyn."

"Three years ago, after their mother died, she left the Golden Horde with Leslin and took with their great chieftain father the tribesmen, cattle and sheep, and went out to form her own tribe.

In this battle, she was responsible for staying behind and guarding the cattle and sheep. She is also a storm knight, wielding the power of wind and lightning, and is on par with me. If I hadn't been much better equipped than her, and had Shaman Gesar to help, I'm afraid I would have let her run away.

"She is the most valuable trophy of our war. According to the rules, she is now your slave to His Highness the Son of God. You can do whatever you want with her. ”

"Hmm." Ouyang Jing looked at the Storm Knight named Freya again, and nodded with satisfaction: "The best black cone!" It's just a good match with Elena, your sweaty BMW. Elena, take her with you first, and teach her my rules. ”

Elena was about to say yes, when Freya suddenly said with a disgruntled face: "What kind of ability is it to rely on weapons and equipment? If I had good armor and a good bow, I might not lose to you! And you, a mere human nobleman, why should you be my master? Unless you defeat me with your own hands, don't want me to be your slave! ”

She stayed in the rear and didn't see her brother being bombarded to scum by Ouyang Jing with her own eyes.

And with her strength that has not reached the four-star level, she can't detect Ouyang Jing's unfathomable aura.

Therefore, she thought that Ouyang Jing was just an ordinary human nobleman, just relying on his wealth and strength, and armed the minotaur and centaur warriors with a large amount of steel, so that he could defeat her tribe with fewer enemies and more enemies.

In this regard, she expressed a thousand unwillingness, ten thousand dissatisfied.

【Asking for a commuter pass~】