Chapter 180 Once and for all

For a moment the earth shook with praise, and then laughter and crying became a mass.

When I turned to look at Zhang Yutong, she pouted a smile.

The following a long time can not quiet down, I had to put a shot into the sky, the square immediately silent.

"But none of you will fool around," I continued. "Separate yourselves and gather the other slaves to the square, where you will rest tonight. Tomorrow I'll make arrangements for your future. All right, off you go. No more kneeling and hooray."

The people below dispersed in small groups, and no one dared to speak again. But a lot of people stayed put.

When I turned and headed for the palace hall, the grand masters quickly followed.

I went straight to the throne and sat down, and Nath and the two overlords stood by it with the air of nouveau riche.

The old man knelt quivering. "We would like to honor our leader as the king of our kingdom."

The others quickly followed, and after greeting them, I explained in detail why I was there. A crowd of people who didn't understand. Figured out that when I was about to break up the horde, everyone looked like dirt. When I went on, some of them brightened, others grew more uneasy.

"Chief, chief..."

Hearing the voice of old Cheng, I quickly looked toward the temple, saw Zhang Yutong led him in.

I hurried up and said, "Uncle Cheng, are you all right?"

Lao Chen shook his head. "What can I do? Everything is under control."

"Where were you before?"

Lao Cheng waved his hand. "It's not important."

I took his hand and walked toward the throne: "Uncle Cheng, I told them for a long time, and there are a lot of unfinished. You're a professor. Why don't you come and explain our plans and policies to them?"

Cheng accepted the offer gladly. He walked up to the throne and waved his hand. After getting a glass of water, he explained to the grand masters as he walked around.

With that, the conversation turned to his passion for faith. I knew it would help us with the horde, so I didn't interrupt, but I didn't like hearing it, so I walked out.

Zhang Yutong sits on the threshold of the palace, holding his cheek without showing much emotion.

I sit next to her: "you how, I this is not kill yao."

"Nothing, just very sleepy." Zhang Yutong turned his head and leaned on my shoulder.

When she fell asleep, I carried her to the throne and made her lie down to rest. A number of great lords have been staring at us, anxious facial distortion.

I'm not going to talk to them. I'm going to send Nath inside the palace and have the cupboard door cook more food. Everyone stayed up all night and couldn't go without food.

Lao Cheng was very devoted to his speech, and many of the patriarchs listened with great interest. They seem to have a need for faith. After the lecture, Cheng talked with them. The atmosphere is much more harmonious.

After the meal was served, they chatted while eating.

After zhang Yutong ate some, he lay down and fell asleep. I was about to take a nap when I heard a shout outside. I rushed out, and saw a hundred great tribesmen, armed with bows and arrows and spears, attacking from the side.

Zhebie with people guarding the outside, there was no hesitation, immediately shot back. I fired two shots and quickly retreated into the palace.

The grand masters did not dare to move. They kept staring out. Old Cheng, no longer in the mood to teach, came up and asked me what was going on. After I told him, it was quiet outside.

"Let's all go out and see." I waved my hand.

The grand masters got up quickly. Dozens of bodies had fallen outside, including seven or eight of our own.

"The rest ran away, chief." Zhebe came up to report that he had a wound on his right arm and was bleeding.

I cut my own clothes with a dagger, gave him an emergency dressing. Large horde do not use poison arrows in their kingdom, so this injury is not a big deal.

"Chief, here we come."

Cui Bin is leading a group of men, running through the slaves.

I will let Zhebie into the palace hall to rest, such as Cui Bin up, with his account of the situation, let him take over the post of Zhebie.

"Plus him, my son..."

Hearing the cry, he looked over and saw a big chief holding a dead body and wailing.

Seeing NAT nearby, I beckoned him to my side and inquired of the people who seemed to be rebelling, all of whom belonged to the great clan of my dead son.

I sighed darkly, took out a pistol and shot him directly. With this vicious counterattack, they offered me the opportunity to kill.

This one shot hit out, the rest of the grand lords were scared immediately kneel on the ground.

"I said surrender, no killing, and the devil will kill the whole clan." I said sharply, "The son of the grand Master has made a mistake, and he must be punished along with it."

"We would never dare to fight the leader."

"We are always at the command of our leader."

One by one, the grand masters spoke. I told them all to get up and return to the palace hall, where Old Cheng continued his lessons.

Lao Cheng seemed a little intimidated by the change. After a long pause, I began to pick up where I left off.

Until dawn, he just finished speaking, the great masters are staying up late, one like the eggplant hit by frost.

I asked Li Ding to take them to the back of the palace for a rest, and we sent our men outside to guard them.

When Zhang Yutong woke up, I gave her the situation outside and asked her to explain to the slaves what we would do to the island. He rushed to the throne and lay down to catch up on his sleep.

We may have advanced weapons, but we are too few in numbers. You can't sleep properly at all. I woke up at noon.

The slaves were all still in the square, and there were people everywhere, and people were looking at their scalps. Zhang Yutong and Luci they are still in the slave group and talk to them.

In the afternoon, when the grand masters were all up, I gathered them again in the palace hall.

Glancing around, I asked, "I assume last night gave you an idea of what to do next? Is there anyone who won't listen to us?"

The grand master, as startled as a bird, expressed his willingness to accept my arrangement.

I told them to send for all the children and the young master. Separate them to explain our policies, and assign men to count the population of each clan and the number of slaves.

They said each clan had a roster, and I made them hand it over. Everything was carved on bamboo, a primitive script that was still in the cuneiform stage. I find someone to translate orally, let Zhang Yutong they re - record in Chinese.

It took just over an hour to get the data. The great tribe now has a total population of 9,000, with more than 23,000 slaves. The distribution of population was extremely uneven, with some of the smaller clans having as many as seven or eight hundred people, and some of the larger clans having as few as five or six hundred.

With the help of Lao Cheng, I divided the people of the great tribe into fifteen small kingdoms according to their blood ties. The slaves were divided into thirty-seven kingdoms, according to their former gens and their former tribes.

When I was done, I said, "From now on, there is no one on this island who can fight us."

Lao Cheng nodded approvingly. "Yes, once and for all, only this time there were more people killed."

"Uncle Cheng, I'm afraid they killed far more slaves than we did this time, right?" But in this case, I think Cheng is a little hypocritical, looking at what he knows and not thinking about what he knows and hasn't seen.

Hearing this, Lao Cheng gave an embarrassed laugh and nodded repeatedly.

After destroying most of them, we found a map carved on a big wooden board by the big tribes. The entire island is an oblong shape, marked with rivers, peaks and small tribes. Quite detailed. And there's another detailed map of the kingdom.

"You can't be a small native." Old Cheng said, "Look at this map. From the port to the palace, for example, I have calculated that it is about 10 kilometers. The distance on the map is one centimeter, which is 100 to 1.