Emma walked quickly into the main house.

"Master, Friesen is back and has brought back a lot of people!"

Lawrence, who was making a handmade vermicelli press, looked surprised and quickly stood up and put things aside.

"Go out and have a look."

As Lawrence walked out the door, Delenn and Kehalan sat on the couch across from the fireplace.

Loshanda also stood up and went out.

Sariel and Sophia were swinging outside, and soon the group was standing in the church looking into the distance.

The church is the highest, and the lower reaches of the river are on the low ground, and you can see dozens of people on the ice in the distance.

I saw Friesen, Reglo, and others standing at the edge of the line, watching a group of people dressed in linen and animal skins.

Some of them were pulling the carts, while others were tied around their necks with ropes tied to the other end of the rope with black goats.

These goats are larger than dogs and smaller than domes, making them unsuitable for riding but more suitable for wool and meat.

Lawrence walked to the gate of the manor, waited a little by the river, and saw Beoff return first.

Beoff knelt down excitedly and said, "Master, we have conquered this tribe according to the will of God!" ”

Lawrence felt an incomparably headache, and had repeatedly warned him to communicate first and then fight, but this group of people still did it directly.

"The result?" Lawrence did not blame these men for their reckless behavior, in fact he wanted to conquer the tribe himself.

Beoff said excitedly: "Seven of us have conquered this tribe, and more than a hundred of them are not our opponents!" ”

Lawrence didn't expect the strength of this group of barbarians to be so strong, saying that it was seven people, but in fact, Brick and the Westerner guide definitely didn't count.

Beoff, Freesson, Leglo, Mandelcrowe, and the two men of Leglo.

Lawrence looked at the Black Goat tribe members who had been conquered by a few barbarians, and the men and women of the tribe, as well as the small children, were treated as slaves and trophies.

"Has anyone died?"

Beoff quickly clenched his fist and punched himself in the chest, "No! We weren't hurt! God is blessing us! ”

Lawrence looked at Beoff's clean clothes again, "How many people have died in the Black Goat Tribe?" ”

"I don't know, it should be several...... They all resisted, and if the rest did not resist, we did not kill. "Beoff's math is not very good, and his voice is much quieter.

Lawrence nodded, "Well done, these are the trophies of the gods, if no one resists, bring them over honestly." ”

Looking at the men, women, and children approaching in front of him, Lawrence understood what level of barbarians in this era was.

As elite troops, these barbarians can loot a village with just ten of them.

Twenty, that's almost a town.

A hundred, it would be easy to rob some minor nobles.

If you get 10,000, it's a national war.

Humans are good at dealing with animals, but against humans you have to be professional bandits or warriors.

As long as there are a hundred well-fed and brave men under his command, he basically has the power to protect himself in this area.

But when it comes to dealing with mages and wizards, the more the better.

"Take them to the cafeteria to eat, Emma, you take someone to cook together, and give each newcomer a bread, a bowl of potato porridge, a salted fish, and a bowl of vegetable soup."

Warm food calms people, and Lawrence quickly sends the frightened Black Goat villagers to the public cafeteria.

Sariel asked, "Are these people going to stay?" ”

Lawrence said: "Stay for one night, and send some men back tomorrow, and those who are not in good health will stay here to rest, and when they are better, they will be sent back." ”

The Durrella guide came up and said, "Master, these people speak Durella. ”

Lawrence nodded, "Very well, let them go to dinner first, and I'll go over and talk to their leader later." ”

"Yes, master."

Reglo walked over and looked at the villagers in the distance with disdain.

"Master, these people are very weak, and when they see their companions dead, not only do they not come up to fight, but they run very fast."

"These people, even if they are trained, are a bunch of cowards."

"That means they don't have to fight to survive, and they live in a much better place than we do," Lawrence said. ”

"When people stay in a comfortable place for a long time, they will not want to fight, and they will forget the cruelty of weakness, and only remember their own bravery."

Reglo had great admiration for Lawrence, "Yes, master. ”

The words of the prophet are truly powerful!

Although everyone knew that the Prophet was not good at fighting, after accepting Lawrence's identity as the Prophet, everyone felt that it was normal.

Just like a powerful knight warrior facing a king and a pope, different identities naturally require different skills.

The people of the Black Goat tribe walked into a large warm wooden hut and were asked to sit on benches and wait.

Just as the group was terrified, Navia and Brielil, dressed in beautiful clothes, walked in.

The frightened villagers quickly understood what they were saying, and the barbarians would not kill them, but would give them food to eat.

But in return, all of them were to become slaves of Lawrence Raven Feather and obey the oracles of the Great Prophet.

Those who disobey will die!

Soon the savages brought hot bread, and both adults and children, and even mothers with babies in their arms could take one more.

A bowl of vegetable soup for each person, as well as a pickled fish and a serving of mashed potatoes.

After eating the warm food in their stomachs, the villagers finally felt much more relieved after a day of walking.

It was only then that everyone discovered that these barbarians had better food and better accommodation than they had.

Navia and Brielil explained the job requirements and the release of some people to let the frail women and children eat and rest here temporarily.

It wasn't long before Lawrence walked in.

Just as the Pumixiu people had accepted the rule of the Vakiri people, the people of the Black Goat tribe had no other choice and soon accepted the rule of the Raven Feather tribe from top to bottom.

"Seravon, you take Beoff and the Durella people with you to the Black Goat Tribe to serve as the village chief."

Lawrence would not let the people of the Black Goat tribe be self-governing, but instead chose the person he appointed as the new leader of the Black Goat Tribe.

Salavin looked panicked, "Me? ”

Lawrence looked at Seravin, "Yes, that's you, you've been learning Durella all the time, and you're better suited to building!" ”

"Pack up your tools and weapons, and take someone over tomorrow, and when you finish the task I gave you, you will pick up your woman and child."

"Beoff and the rest will assist you, and each of you will receive a woman as a reward, but you are not allowed to attack those who have husbands and children."

"The task I gave you is very simple, let this tribe recover quickly, so that more people can survive this winter!"

Seravin didn't get along well with Reglo, nor did he get along well with Mandelkru and the rest of the Bumicians, but he got along well with the coachmen, farmers, and slaves, and they usually communicated smoothly without any obstacles.

In terms of personality and ability, Seravon is more suitable to be the leader there.

There was no problem with loyalty, and Seravin was the first slave to follow Lawrence.

(End of chapter)