Looking at the sparkling pleading gaze in the eyes of the children in front of him, Hertus couldn't help but be silent. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This kind of look was seen from time to time when he was growing up, but there were few scenes as cruel as today.

The lives of the children in front of him depend on his thoughts, as long as he gives an order, dozens of immature and pure souls will die.

This feeling made Hetus feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart, which seemed to have sadness and seemed to be mixed with other emotions.

"I can't open this opening. ”

Silent, Hetus had a hoarse throat and opened his mouth to speak in a voice that he could only hear.

In this world, there are too many tragedies like this, just among the wild tribes scattered in the country of Herathu, which tribe will lack such children?

Of course, he can be willful once and take in all these children, but what about in the future? This batch is saved, and what will be done with the next batch?

Hertus turned, his dark eyes radiating a black hole of attraction as he looked at the children.

In these children, Hetus could clearly see a wave of anger and hatred, those who were too young were fine, but those who were about seven or eight years old already had the concept of hatred at this time. At this time, looking at Hetus, his eyes were not only pleading, but also mixed with fear and hatred.

It wasn't complicated, but it made Hetus sigh.

"Pick out the older girls in it, and dispose of the rest. ”

He glanced at it again and commanded his warrior.

Hearing the order, his warrior, a wild warrior in the prime of life, nodded knowingly, and then a sneer rose on his face, and he walked forward with a steady step with a sword in his hand.

Girls can be sent to the royal palace as maids and servants, and they are used to serve the king, which is of some value.

In front, the middle-aged man in front of him walked towards him, and these children could no longer suppress their fears and wanted to run away frantically.

But with these children alone, how could they run away while several fighters were watching, and there was no other use than to consume their own physical strength.

The ground was dyed crimson red, and Hetus watched the living beings die under the warrior's sword and axe, and the situation in his heart could not help but rise.

There was a faint feeling of unbearability and guilt in his heart, but as time passed, these emotions were slowly expelled, leaving only the peace that carried out his heart, and the silence and indifference to death.

It was a strange feeling, not so much numbness, but rather a trait that he was born with, able to ignore death. And in this brutal battlefield, this trait is extremely well expressed.

Slowly, he stepped forward and looked at the corpse at his feet.

A few minutes ago, it was a very cute boy, only three or four years old, but now, he could only lie quietly on the ground, leaving a corpse.

The corpse will ossify within a day, then decompose within a few months if it is not eaten by the beasts.

Looking at the corpse, a very strange feeling suddenly rose in Hetus's heart, not fear, but a unique emotion, as if the boy was still alive, existing in the corpse, not dying.

He reached out and touched the corpse, quietly experiencing the sensation.

This feeling lasted for half an hour, then became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

"Is this the soul of a man?" he muttered unconsciously, looking at the blue sky in the sky, and a sense of confusion suddenly rose in his heart.

This is a kind of confusion about the meaning of life, which comes and goes quickly.

When the surrounding warriors had cleaned up the booty, Hetus got up and had them set fire to the place, burning everything that had been.

The king returned victoriously with his guards, bringing with them abundant booty, which naturally brought great prestige to Hetus, and made his name carry out throughout the country.

After three years of running-in, Hetus has thoroughly mastered the domestic situation, not only trained a force in his own hands, but also slowly ran in with the domestic nobles, so that these people are familiar with and support him as a king.

With these foundations in hand, Hertus began to do some tidying up the country.

He led the guards to clear the wild tribes in the country, not only swept away these unstable factors, but also obtained a large number of booty and slaves.

Hertus granted slaves to his warriors and gave them land to make them landowners.

This not only gained the support of the army and increased the enthusiasm of the people in the country, but also increased the land that could be used and the tax sources that could be used for taxation.

At the same time, he gathered the land of a large number of warriors into one place, set up villages in each suitable place for reclamation, and used the identity and connections of these warriors to call on the wild people of their tribe to come and settle down, cultivate and graze for them.

The agriculture of this world is still in a very primitive stage, and under the rudimentary tools and primitive farming methods, the income from nomadism and agriculture is actually not much different. Therefore, in addition to occasionally plundering the grain of other tribes, those wild tribes also belonged to a half-farming and half-pastoral lifestyle. During the sowing season, the seeds are sown at will, allowed to grow, and harvested at harvest time. In this case, the food obtained from grazing and hunting has to escape even farming.

This is not only a difference in consciousness, but also a limitation of primitive conditions. Compared with nomadism and hunting, farming is heavy physical work, and the consumption of labor is too great under such primitive conditions. In addition, these wild people have no habit of farming, and the land has not been cultivated in any way, so it is difficult to have a good harvest.

The chaotic environment outside also limits this. A large number of wild tribes and bandits flood the wasteland, and if you work hard for a year, others only need to destroy it slightly, and it is enough to make you lose all your money for a year, and even starve your whole family to death. In this case, those wild people naturally did not dare to take risks, and only those citizens and nobles in the city of Heratul had the habit of farming.

This was changed by Hertus, who gave the land to the valiant warriors of the battlefield and enough slaves to work for them, so that they could live a slightly more prosperous life even if they did not farm it themselves, and it was enough for them to abandon their original customs and choose to settle in one place. It not only facilitates management, but also adds a large amount of tax sources.

These warriors often had relatives, and when they became rich, they would also accept their own families to herd cattle for them, and gradually villages were formed in one place after another.

In the outside world, after several years of slavery in Hetus, the wild tribes and robbers in Heratu were almost wiped out at this time, creating a good security environment, which is extremely rare in this chaotic world.

This can be seen from the fact that the number of caravans is increasing every year.

Hertus enacted laws, trained the army, and set up tax collectors, village chiefs, sheriffs, and other corresponding positions, completely clarifying the previously blurred boundaries.

He was as diligent and attentive as ever, and with his constant efforts, soon his country began to grow strong rapidly, and famine, although still existing, was very good compared to other countries.

The caravans from outside brought a steady stream of distant news to Heratul, and after Heratul began to settle down, Hetus began to look into the distance.

And his first target was his neighbor, the country where his mother used to be.

Hetus's mother used to be the princess of that country, and if you count it carefully, Hertus still has the royal blood of that country, and she also has the right to inherit that country.

At this time, war also broke out in that country, and famine swept the country, and a group of outsiders led a team was plundering, making the people of that country miserable.

Seeing this, Hertus sent an emissary to his maternal grandfather, the king of that country, and offered to send troops to help him quell the rebellion in the country, but in return, part of the land and people needed to be handed over to him.

Under pressure, his maternal grandfather agreed. So soon, Hetus sent troops, and the elite army suppressed all the turmoil in the opponent's country like a devastating force, fulfilling the promise.

Hetus fulfilled his promise, and then he sent another messenger to ask them to fulfill their promise and give him the land they had promised to give him.

However, after the war was over, Hertus's maternal grandfather had no intention of fulfilling his promise at all, but only delayed and did not even promise the promise he had made before.

This behavior was naturally despicable, and when it reached the country of Helatu, it caused even more indignation in the country, and the warriors angrily begged to fight, hoping to wash away this shame with blood.

After much consideration, Hetus personally went to inquire about his mother, and was supported by his mother.

Having received permission, Hertus gathered his army and began the attack.

At the beginning of a battle, one side was Hetus's carefully trained army, which directly pulled out six or seven thousand people at this time, and could almost dominate this place, while the other side was only guarded by nearly a thousand weak-willed people, with poor morale and loose training.

The outcome of the battle spoke for itself, and months later, Hetus stood in the palace, watching his grandfather kneel before him, his dark eyes unmoved.

He imprisoned his maternal grandfather and then claimed the inheritance of the country in his mother's name, greatly reducing the resistance of the people and the nobility.

The annexation of a country that doubled the strength of Heratul is already terrifying in this wasteland.

Fortunately, after annexing the land and people of a country, Hetus did not inherit and showed great aggression, except for actively cleaning up the bandits and wild tribes in the country, he did not show the slightest intention of attacking other countries.

This situation made the surrounding countries breathe a sigh of relief, and the original vigilant mood began to relax a little.