The first snow of this year, with some brutality.
The barbarians felt warm, and for the first time in his life, the warchief did not frown under this blizzard.
If you want to appreciate it, the snow is really beautiful, and it floats down, with a touch of beauty that makes people move.
"Warchief, according to your arrangement, the statue is ready, and all kinds of winter things have been hoarded. This year... our barbarians can finally have a stable winter without dead people or snatching..."
Snatching in the cold winter is desperate, and many people have died on the way to snatch before they can snatch anything.
If there is a little choice, no one likes to take this path.
And that kind of snatching... is actually the helplessness of the chiefs. They can only let the males die, eat less, and eat enough. It's such a simple and cruel arithmetic problem.
I don’t need it this year, really.
The Great Chief ignored Lu Yu's opposition and expanded the Phoenixgrass farmland when Lu Yu left, but he didn't understand anything. After all, Lu Yu had already clarified the powerful relationship with him.
However, this did not affect the actions of the warchief. Since Lu Yu and Heiniao left, his power has become heavier every day. In the end, he can send his army to withdraw a hundred miles, and use the armor as a wall to expand the field by ten. More than doubled.
What's more important is that he can really give the order that as long as those who come in, they must never go out, and can do this perfectly. Therefore, the outpouring of Phoenix Grass news will not appear.
However, this made him face a new problem.
Not enough people!
How many years have the barbarians felt that there are not enough people apart from fighting
There are always too many people, too many people.
Looking at the barbarians who prospered almost instantly, the great chief had a feeling in his heart, which could not be understood by outsiders.
The person who made the report also had red eyes. When he said these words, he himself felt incredible. He once did not even dream of dreaming that the barbarians would become like this one day.
"Well, I see. It’s good to take advantage of this winter to rest and rejuvenate. If the order is passed down, merchants and the like are enough, and the tokens made before have been issued? Let those merchants act with the tokens, and the rest of the merchants I also want to trade, just negotiate with those well-known merchants. This can also save our barbarians a lot of trouble. After all, we are far inferior to them in terms of using our brains."
After a moment of silence, the warchief said again: "But don't wait for the merchants who come here. Has the garden you built before is ready?"
The person reporting hurriedly said: “It’s all set, but let the chiefs rest assured! This time we spent a lot of money to get merchants from all over the world to find local excellent craftsmen and build them in accordance with the specifications of those big countries. The big country... er... By the way, the place called the "trading zone" by the chieftain is good or not."
The chief nodded and said: "Well, that's good. We only need to provide a good platform for this kind of thing. As for what it will become, we only need to supervise the rules, and the rest is for the merchants. It’s fine to deal with it yourself, or that sentence, since we don’t understand, don’t interfere too much, understand?"
The warchief said "don't interfere" twice.
This time, the person who reported it finally understood!
In recent days, some chiefs and upper-level personnel of the barbarian tribe have looked at the merchants very cowardly and felt profitable, so they put pressure on the merchants as much as possible one by one, thereby extorting money. And as time progressed, instead of removing it, it meant that it intensified.
The person who reported it originally thought that the warchief, who was entangled in affairs, would not know this, and even if he knew it, he would not care about it, but he did not expect to mention it so solemnly today, and... it was a face-saving proposal.
Of course he was afraid.
Because the speaker is the warchief.
Just a few months ago, two little barbaric chiefs were acting selfishly, and they robbed the past merchants halfway to fill their pockets. This matter should be changed to the past. The barbarians are talking and laughing at most, and will not be treated as the same thing. , After all... This is a barbarian.
But the warchief was furious. Not only did he kill the two chiefs, but also the tribes that belonged to them, almost slaughtered! The remainder is less than 40%.
That's... more than 100,000 lives!
Just for a few small caravans of no importance
Many people don't understand, but it doesn't mean that they will have resentment. All they have is fear.
The man hurriedly knelt down and said loudly, "This...I will deal with this matter immediately, and I will never interfere too much with many merchants!"
The warchief knows that the other party understands, he smiled lightly, and calmly said: "For those merchants... The so-called merchants, the merchants are for profit, and the interests are first. They can do all kinds of dirty things. You rob the caravans. , I still took the opportunity to blackmail, in front of those things, but they are all things that are not on the table. Originally, I shouldn't care too much about these things, nor should I be so unrelenting, but... the rules!"
The chief's voice sank, and he raised his head and looked at the distance outside the window, as if he had seen Lu Yu's figure in the air.
"Rules are the most important thing in the world, and what we barbarians have always lacked. When the dark clouds in the sky gather, there will be rain and snow, and the rivers on the ground will always fall from the highest level. Even this world has to obey the rules, let alone us people? Regardless of those big countries or our barbarians, there must always be rules, and where the rules are made, blood must be seen! The more blood, the more reliable the engraving, just like our totem tattoo, the deeper the tattoo, the longer the years. . For those merchants, it is also a rule. If you can keep this rule, it’s fine, if you can’t keep it... it’s okay."
The man's eyes lit up, thinking that this was the warchief's'letting go' to himself, so he opened one eye and closed another.
But I heard the warchief continue to say: "They killed them all and replaced them with a batch. If they still couldn't keep them, they killed another batch and replaced them with another batch. After all, there will be people who obey the rules, right? "
The man was so scared that his whole body was drenched with sweat, so how dare he say'no'
The warchief looked at his expression and smiled: "But there is no need to deliberately fawn. You have to be good managers. Not only do you have to abide by the rules, but you also need them to abide by the rules. Don't be afraid that they won't come, or even be afraid to kill them. Well... There are so many people in the world. If a batch is dead, there will be another batch. Of course, you have to do your own thing, as long as you abide by the rules, how about letting them get some benefits? Just stay here. Within the scope of the rules, you are allowed to play tricks. The Eagle Clan admires the condor flying in the sky, as long as it is under the sky and above the earth, let it soar!"