For these slaves, Yan Mo had asked the Morgans to carry away one-tenth of the agreed amount of red salt from the store, and the rest would be paid after the people were transported to the mouth of the river upstream.
At present, the more than 1,200 slaves plus the slaves of various ethnic groups he bought this afternoon, a total of 1,500 slaves are waiting by the river.
Some people watched them exchange so many slaves and asked him if Jiuyuan wanted to fight others.
Both Yuan Zhan and he told people vaguely that there were many savages in the barren land, and they had to increase the number of war slaves in order to protect themselves. It would be better to catch those savages and train them by themselves than to exchange the trained ones.
Morgan is not afraid that Jiuyuan will lead these slaves to attack them in turn. They dare to trade so many slaves at one time, also because their tribe has a large population, and the number of soldiers alone is no less than 5,000. The subordinate tribes they dispatched, if there is a war, they can mobilize nearly 8,000 fighters in one day!
Even if there are seventh-level blood warriors in Jiuyuan, they still have the last barrier to save their lives. Mogan can develop into the largest tribe in the middle reaches of the river, and its strength makes the Huangjing tribe on the other side of the river all focus on making friends. Naturally, it is not only because of them There are contacts with the three cities.
Accompanied by Ding Fei, Yan Mo walks towards the river, their shop is temporarily closed, and Dahe and Ding Ning are here.
"You don't allow hunting nearby. How can I feed these slaves?" Yan Mo half-jokingly said to Cai Yu who came with him.
Caiyu looked respectful, "It's just that hunting is not allowed nearby, and other tribes will also take slaves to hunt wild animals in the mountains and fields in the distance during the day, please look, guests, go up the river, pass the Eagle's Mouth Rock, there There are many wild beasts and many wild fruits that grow in spring. Except for the mother beast and cubs, you can hunt as you like, but after the market is over, you can’t take away any wild beasts. In fact, guests can exchange some millet with us. The dry skin of corn boiled to remove hair, mixed with some coarse bran, can feed many slaves in a large pot."
Yan Mo staggered, of course it was in his heart. He tried so hard to find rice when he came, but Morgan had already started planting it, and asked him casually if he wanted some for the slaves to eat.
"Is the corn you're talking about the little yellow grains?"
"Yes."
Yan Mo was in a complicated mood, "Okay, I'll change some."
"How much does the guest want to exchange? It's not good for those slaves. We have some old millet that has not been shelled, and there is a lot of chaff. These can be eaten by those slaves."
"Bring some new and old ones, both hulled and unhulled." Yan Mo didn't want chaff at first, but he did as the custom did when he entered the country. Even if he didn't give the chaff to the slaves, he couldn't say he wouldn't buy it at all, "Add all of them." Together, I want 1,500 people to eat for ten days."
"That's a lot, what will the customer exchange for?"
"You tell Qi Yuan about this, and I'll talk to him about the specific exchange."
"yes."
"You send some corn tonight first."
Caiyu hesitated for a moment, and agreed. This is a guest that Master Qi Yuan attaches great importance to, and he dare not offend. Besides, corn is not a very important thing. They have many slaves and they grow a lot.
Caiyu turned back to prepare corn, Yan Mo put away his depressed mood.
Ding Fei looked at him secretly, wondering why the priest suddenly became unhappy.
Yan Mo felt that Ding Fei was peeking at him, but he could say that he thought he was the first person to grow wild rice, and he was complacent about discovering wild rice today. As a result, not only the original tribe had millet, but the Morgan Also started to grow corn in large quantities... Are you depressed
Now think about it, what is the use of discovering wild rice? Whether the geography and climate near Jiuyuan can grow rice is a problem.
It was getting dark, and many fires were lit by the river.
There were 1,500 slaves, of which 1,000 were Mogan war slaves. Among the slaves exchanged from other tribes, nearly 200 were capable of fighting, and the remaining 300 were female slaves, children and the weak.
The difference between the 1,000 war slaves and the other 500 people is obvious. They stood in a square formation by the river. It can become a combat power immediately.
Although the other 500 people were scattered, they all gathered in one place and Ding Ning watched over them. After the transaction, the Morgans are only responsible for delivering the goods, and are no longer responsible for taking care of them.
Yan Mo saw those eyes again, bright, tough and composed.
"The people of the Yingluo tribe stand up and stand over there." As soon as they came over, Yan Mo didn't give any lectures or make any opening remarks, and directly pointed to the left side of the war slave phalanx.
He didn't specifically ask Morgan if there were any Yingluo people before, because Ruying once said that they had been trained for half a year, and the spring trade was likely to be used as goods.
He didn't believe that there was no Russian and English clansman here, and he didn't care much about the presence or absence of Ruying's two elder brothers. He came to buy slaves for the sake of the whole Jiuyuan and himself, not for a woman.
The slaves were all taken aback, and those who were not soldiers all peeped at each other, anxious.
The warrior slaves reacted the fastest and were the most obedient. As soon as Yan Mo's voice fell, about two hundred people came out of the phalanx in unison. Small square.
"Who is Ruying's elder brother, come out."
The small phalanx on the left obviously hesitated this time, but soon two people walked out of the small phalanx and stood in the front row.
Yan Mo raised his eyebrows at the honesty of the two. He didn't say plural, just wanted to see if they would keep one for themselves. The two stood together, and the sky was very dark. It would be easy to make some gestures secretly to leave one behind, but now both of them stood up.
Yan Mo began to be startled by Morgan's training methods.
"Big river."
Dahe walked up to the boy.
Yan Mo lowered his voice, "If the Morgans turn around and ask these slaves to deal with us, will they be obedient?"
Dahe thought that this was the problem, and couldn't help but chuckled in a low voice: "No, my lord, when the transfer was made, their slaves ordered them to be loyal to us in front of their faces, and they will be Jiuyuan's slaves from now on."
"Why are they so obedient?" This is what Yan Mo couldn't figure out the most.
"Generally weaker tribes, give them food and fur, and beat them a few times if they are disobedient, and they will become more obedient. Anyway, they can live everywhere, and sometimes the life of those tribes is not as good as being a slave to a big tribe. .” Dahe explained.
"What about powerful ones? Or hostile tribes that have been attacked, how can these war slaves be tamed?"
"Then let them feel fear and let them get used to accepting orders." Dahe didn't know how to explain it, so he had to explain plainly: "As long as they are soldiers, they will starve for a while after being captured. I couldn't stand it, and when I begged to be slaves, I released people and let them do things, but no matter whether they did well or not, they would be whipped, and every time they were given food, they would kneel down and beg. "
"Sometimes when encountering tough fighters, the slaves will make their clansmen into barbecue and throw them to eat. If they don't eat, they will starve to death. Some will let them kill their clan leaders or great witches or important people with their own hands. Character. A more powerful means of control is to castrate war slaves, some do not castrate them, but let war slaves sleep for other obedient war slaves, and many soldiers would rather be war slaves and kill them on the battlefield than be slept by others , you will become obedient. And... "
Da He talked about many ways to train and train war slaves, and Yan Mo understood half of what he heard.
"First destroy a person's will and dignity, and then let him feel the value and joy of being a slave. In the end, he only sees the sky given by the master, thinking that this is freedom and happiness."
"grown ups?"
Yan Mo raised his hand, signaling Dahe not to say any more.
Whether human beings are inherently slavish, he doesn't know. But he knew that slavishness could indeed be deeply implanted after long-term brainwashing and environment.
The reason why the nobles in ancient times liked "family-born children" was not because these family-born children grew up receiving the education of adults such as "you are a slave of this family and should be obedient".
When people begin to believe that they are born to be slaves, no matter how miserable their life is, they can still endure it, and at most they can expect to change to a more gentle and merciful master in the future.
Interestingly, if you look at the history of ancient and modern China and foreign countries, you will find that many slave uprisings were not led by slaves, but by reformers who had a certain social status or received a certain education, and had sympathy for slaves, or wanted to borrow It is dominated by careerists whose slaves achieve their goal of becoming kings.
Of course, not all slaves are ignorant and don't know how to resist, but such "rebellious" slaves really don't know how many years and how many people can be born, and there are only a handful of slaves who can revolt and even succeed in the end .
Yan Mo looked into those eyes, he thought, maybe this person is the kind of rare leader who can still stick to his heart and have a tenacious will despite the constant destruction.
"Level four fighters step forward."
All the fourth-level fighters took a step forward together.
The fighter marks of these fighters were either hidden or revealed, and the fighter who caught his interest had no marks on his face.
Yan Mo thought, in fact, it is only from the marks that one can tell whether the warrior's tribe is strong or not. At least their inheritance knowledge allows them to know how to hide the warrior marks.
"You, come out." Yan Mo pointed to the soldier.
The warrior immediately took another step forward.
"May I have your name?"
"No, my lord!"
Dahe reminded Yan Mo, "He is a war slave, and his previous name will be forcibly forgotten first, unless you allow him to use it."
Yan Mo nodded, looked at the soldier again, "Tell me, your original name."
"Deep valley."
"Akane, you now pick out a hundred soldiers from the warriors behind you."
Fukaya didn't understand what it meant, but immediately turned to face the phalanx.
Da He and Ding Ning Ding Fei looked at Yan Mo in puzzlement.
Yan Mo didn't explain to anyone, just frowned and said softly: "Hurry up!"
Shen Gu's eyes were deep, his thoughts turned a few times, and with a wave of his hand, a hundred people stood out in the square formation.
When Dahe saw it, his expression became serious. This standing slave actually had a hundred soldiers come out with just a wave of his hand, and there was no weird expression on the faces of the others, fighting or retreating, which shows how prestige this person has among this group of warrior slaves.
"Are you the leader?" Dahe asked in a deep voice.
Shen Gu didn't answer his question, but silently walked to Yan Mo's side, and saluted with his right fist on his chest.
Yan Mo laughed, this person probably saw Dahe and the others saluting to him, so he learned it and immediately used it.
Dahe wanted to separate Yan Mo from Shengu, Yan Mo raised his hand, Dahe stopped in his tracks.
Seeing this, Shen Gu looked at Yan Mo brighter.
"Deep Valley, can you fish?"
Fukaya froze for a moment, shaking his head.
"Okay then, you take the hundred people along the river, pass the Eagle's Mouth Rock, and hunt some wild animals there."
Everyone looked at Yan Mo.
Dahe disagreed. Although these war slaves had been trained, they had only been trained for half a year after all. What if they took the opportunity to run away
Ding Fei had a simple idea. He felt that it was already night and he couldn't see at night. How could he hunt? For this reason, he was particularly surprised why the priest gave such an order.
Fukaya didn't say it was a bad night to hunt, and he didn't ask why. He just saluted again, then turned around and called out to the group of people, making the hundred people line up into four teams, and just go to catch the beast naked and bare-handed.
"wait!"
Shen Gu and the hundred slaves stopped immediately.
Yan Mo swung his hand from his pocket, and a large wooden spear appeared on the ground.
"Take these and capture at least fifty beasts, big or small, and go back quickly. Deep valley, remember, you can be injured, but you are not allowed to die. If you lack one person, you don't have to come back. If you haven't come back before dawn Come back, I will send someone to hunt you down. Go!"
It is obviously extremely weird to give this order to a slave who has just been traded, and it is even telling the other party that you can escape for one night.
"Mo Da!" Da He called softly.
Yan Mo made a sharp glance, and Da He immediately shut up.
Shen Gu bent down to pick up the spears on the ground, and ordered the leader of the team to distribute the spears, but he didn't let the team move immediately, but stood still and looked at Yan Mo.
Yan Mo raised his eyes, "Didn't you hear my order?"
Da He and Ding Ning Ding Fei's expressions changed, and they immediately ran to Yan Mo's side to protect him.
All the slaves watched this scene, and some of them broke out in a cold sweat for no reason, whether it was nervousness or fear.
The Yingluo tribe who were separated first looked at the two brothers standing in the front together, as if they were waiting for them to make a decision. The two brothers looked at each other, but did not move rashly.
Shen Gu felt the murderous intent from the three of Da He, but he didn't care, and even completely ignored the three of them, and now he only had the boy named Mo Da in his eyes.
He looked into the boy's eyes, and asked himself again in his heart, whether he could entrust the fate of himself and his people to this person, and finally he decided to trust his intuition at the beginning.
"My lord, it's already night. Not all warriors can see their prey at night, and some of them can't see anything at night."
"so?"
"There's no way we can catch fifty beasts at night without dying."
"Oh."
"We're not going to run away either."