Section 8: Partition (I)

Section 8: Partition (I

Townsend today only shows the arrogance of the victor and has not yet shown any of the characteristics of a heartthrob. But no one could have imagined that Townsend was not only not from the West Coast, but not even from the land.

It can be said that this monster knows a little bit about almost everything. Even if he encounters a really unfamiliar field, Townsend also has mathematical and logical thinking skills as a foundation, as long as he imports real data, he can naturally get approximate results.

The reason why he didn't talk about pastures and pastures was to make a trap for Hantai to drill, or a test - although Chief Hantai was not a fool, he was limited by his own knowledge and experience, and finally got into Townsend's + passion trap.

The war had wiped out the two tribes, but the natives had not suffered a major blow to their superstructure, which was not good for the rule of the Thorn Rose. But after these two battles, the Thorn Rose was forced to complete the identity change in an instant, and it changed from the previous rulebreaker to the rule-maker.

Therefore, since the people have been softened, Townsend can't just destroy other people's tribes to play. Crusade and crusade, first crusade and then attack, kill and kill, first punish and then kill, all show how important excuses and reasons are - maybe everyone has darkness in their hearts, but in most cases, even if people do bad things, they have to put a high-sounding hat on themselves, and this is especially true when they are the boss.

The only difference is that some bosses wear hats indiscriminately, while others choose the right size and fashionable style, such as Townsend.

"Find someone, let's settle the score. Townsend said to Chief Hantai, who was about to start arguing, "You don't have to speak, just come out and answer the question." Other chiefs, open your eyes and see who is right and who is not, you will judge last. ”

Listening to Townsend's words, two sturdy four-armed guards strode forward, stretched out their eight arms, grabbed the Hantai chief on the left and right sides and pressed him down, and immediately controlled him firmly. The other chiefs present could not help but be frightened when they saw this, and the chiefs of the other two tribes and the heads of the four small families were even more frightened, they all ate the bowl of rice from grazing, and they supplied all the local horses and sheep.

Marat stood up, the look on his face just as worried. He was very afraid, if he was also arrested for the pasture matter, it was not "wronged" to death? Of course, this wronged did not mean that he did not hide it, but that the previous situation was very favorable to him.

β€œ...... How much pasture and how many horses there are in the Hantai tribe, everyone should know very well in their hearts. Townsend looked at the frightened birds, then turned to the waiting steward, and said, "Ask them, how much fresh grass a mare eats every day, and how much does a marre with a foal eat every day? How many seasons of pasture does an acre of grass produce each year? What is the total amount of forage produced by an acre of grass? How much is the loss of forage made from fresh grass? How much fodder is consumed by various horses every day; How much is the ingredient for raising fat and wintering -- give me a detailed calculation."

When Townsend said a word, the steward would ask, and Marat over there would answer, and Hantai, who was held by the guards, was even more depressed. Because these things asked by Townsend showed that he himself knew this set of things very well - in fact, Townsend only knew these things, but it was enough to use them as experts and crush the natives.

This steward is from the Swarosia family, who has been trained by business associations since he was a child, and his mental arithmetic skills are first-class, and I saw him ask Marat, ten fingers flicking at the same time. Those who knew knew that he was settling accounts, and those who didn't know thought he was going to roar outβ€”and after a while, the steward was counted, and then he thought for a moment before turning away.

"Chief, based on the figures given by Marat and the other chiefs, my conclusion is as follows. The steward said loudly: "The pastures of the Hantai tribe are vast, there are many people, and the water source is good, and this year's pasture is growing even more gratifying -- they can produce more than 800 war horses, more than 2,000 pack horses, and more than 6,000 fat sheep throughout the year."

"Very well, do you have any objections to this conclusion?" Townsend looked at the uneasy chiefs, but none of them spoke, "Since you have no objections, then who can tell me the rules I have set before?

"My king" The head of a small family immediately stepped out of the table and knelt down on one knee: "I am willing to serve the king"

Knowing that there is more than one horse climbing along the pole, the small tribe and small family are actually the most unstable, and they are most eager to be affirmed by the big brother.

Seeing Townsend nodding, the little leader got up excitedly and said in a very loud voice: "If anyone opposes my king, or obstructs my king, then you will be broken into thousands of pieces, and your family will be ruined."

This sycophant couldn't be more explicit, but it's in Townsend's interest.

"Everyone has seen and agreed, the Hantai tribe, who have concealed four-fifths of my production. Despite my many reminders and forbearance, he remained unrepentant," Townsend looked at the chiefs again: "I want you to discuss what kind of behavior he has done, and I want you to judge this matter in a fair and fair manner." ”

The matter was obvious, and Townsend's will was obvious, and the chiefs could not say anything else. Besides, at this juncture, who would risk angering Townsend to say good things about Chief Hantai? For a tribe that produces a large number of horses every year, everyone has long looked at them as unpleasant, envious, jealous and hateful

As a result, everyone said that Chief Hantai had lived up to the trust of Thorn Rose and the ardent hopes of Master Townsend, and was an out-and-out bad person. Others began to accuse Townsend of some of the crimes that made him laugh and cry, saying that he had not studied well since he was three years old, that he had to eat fried horse tongue at every meal at the age of four, that he had to pee in someone else's water source at the age of five, and that he had begun to undress women at the age of six......

Vahu sneered, and the tent fell silent again.

"I gave Hantai a chance again and again because I didn't want to believe that someone would do something stupid at this banquet, but there was someone here who let me down...... If such a person is not punished, it is not enough to calm everyone's anger and not enough to make the local people learn well. Townsend's gaze finally returned to Hantai, and he smiled coldly and said, "You're very good at proverbs, aren't you? The cleanest is the spring water, and I tell you, the cleanest is the boiling water." ”

As soon as Townsend waved his hand, Chief Hantai was punched in the chest by the guards, and then he was dragged down with a "whin". Outside, the tent of the Hantai tribe sounded the sound of scimitars unsheathed, followed by screams...... It didn't take long for someone to come in and report that the people of the Hantai tribe had been cleared.

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