While people on the beach were resting, He Lingchuan still had one more urgent matter to deal with:
He had to meet Wulu, the general of Yaguo who was captured by Aunt Zhu.
If it weren't for this prisoner in hand, the Yaguo army would not be able to just sit back and wait for good people to calmly rescue the Bailong people.
Now, Wulu is placed on a large ship, using a cabin as a temporary prison cell.
His body was still wrapped in layers of spider silk, and he was concentrating with his eyes closed.
The ape has transformed back into a little monkey and is squatting on the low cabinet eating bananas.
Dong Rui ordered him to serve as the prison chief here.
When He Lingchuan and Aunt Zhu came in, Wulu was lying on the bed, snoring slightly.
He actually fell asleep.
The only thing in the cabin was the ape gnawing bananas, chirping, chirping.
Ah, sweet, it peeled off another one.
He Lingchuan sat down, and the guards behind him immediately moved a birch table, then brought four or five steaming dishes, and a jar of fine wine.
As soon as He Lingchuan broke the mud seal, the rich aroma of wine came out and soon filled the entire cabin.
Wulu's nose moved twice, then he opened his eyes as if he had just woken up, and turned to look at the jar: "Good wine!"
"You just neglected General Wu." He Lingchuan had been busy on the beach for a long time, and Wulu was left hanging here. "How about we have a drink?"
Wulu tilted his chin towards Spider Silk: "What should I drink with?"
He was still tied up like a cocoon and couldn't free his hands.
He Lingchuan smiled and glanced at Aunt Zhu.
The spider demon could now shrink itself to the size of a calf so that it could enter and exit the cabin. It took a few steps forward, stretched out its claws, and picked up Ulu again, rolling around.
Oddly enough, Aunt Zhu untied the sticky cobweb that no one else could tear apart no matter how hard she tried. She moved so smoothly that even He Lingchuan didn't see it clearly.
Wulu only knew that he was rolling around like a wine barrel, and then the spider demon pushed himself forward: "Okay."
As soon as he turned over and stood up, he found that all the restraints on his body were gone, and there was not even a single spider thread in his hair.
Aunt Zhu has collected everything.
Wulu combed his hair and shook his clothes before walking to the opposite side of He Lingchuan and Shi Shiran sat down.
A few hours ago, the two of them were fighting each other, and He Lingchuan even stabbed his heart out.
A few hours later, the two of them were sitting at the same table drinking, calling each other brothers.
He Lingchuan poured him a glass of wine with his own hands.
Wulu picked it up and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing that he drank the cup happily, Aunt Zhu took a few steps away, took a jar of wine for herself, and sipped slowly.
The jar is too small, not enough for two mouthfuls.
Wulu put down the wine glass and exhaled: "Good wine!"
"This is peach blossom wine from Blade Port, aged for ten years. If General Wu likes it, bring a few more jars with you when you go on the road."
On the road? Wulu couldn't tell for a moment. Is this a literal meaning?
He Lingchuan leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs: "I only came here to rescue the Bailong people this time, but I accidentally took General Wu, which went against my original intention. He is really sorry."
He said he was embarrassed, but he had a smile on his face. How could he be the least bit apologetic?
Aunt Zhu next to her paused for two seconds, thinking that what he said seemed right. He Lingchuan's original battle plan was a surprise attack, but the man surnamed Wu discovered it in advance and turned it into a half-baked plan, so he changed it temporarily.
Decided to capture the king first.
Wulu put down his wine glass and leaned forward: "If Master He is a smart man, he should kill me now to eliminate a big enemy in the future. Otherwise, we will have more opportunities to deal with each other in the future."
He Lingchuan pointed around the cabin: "It's great to have friends from far away. Just come, General Wu. I will entertain you with good wine and food like this next time."
Still like this?
This young man wouldn't give in even in a verbal dispute. But Wulu felt relieved, because "next time" meant that He Lingchuan really wouldn't kill him this time.
The battle is over. As the island owner, the opponent must start to consider the possible consequences of this battle.
The man surnamed He came here to save the Bailong tribe and had no deep grudge against the Ya Kingdom itself. Now that the battle was over, not only was it unnecessary to kill Wulu again, but it would offend the Ya Kingdom to death.
The two sides are close neighbors, and there will be many places where they will interact in the future.
He Lingchuan and Wulu both knew this.
The war is a business matter, and he will be brought down after the fight. Apart from this, the two parties have no grudges or grudges in private, and they can still sit and drink together.
Wulu also re-observed the young island owner of the Yangshan Islands:
"Master He is a good person, but not very good at doing things. To offend Yaguo, a mere Bailong tribe, isn't it like picking sesame seeds and throwing watermelons?"
He Lingchuan took a bite of the small crispy fish and said, "The Bailong people were just in the wrong team back then. Why did they have to be driven out and exterminated?"
Wulu smiled, not intending to explain the inside story to this outsider.
"They only have a few people left. With the power of Ya State, are we still afraid of their comeback?"
Wulu said calmly: "Our country has many warriors, and we are not afraid of him rebelling against the clan."
"They haven't had a good life these years. It's just one or two people who made the wrong choice. How can 40,000 innocent people bear the consequences?"
"Your thoughts are really strange." Wulu took a sip of wine and asked, "Where are you from?"
"Coming from the west, it's far away."
"Even Bega, the most powerful country in the world, still has the punishment of clan execution. How can you say that if one or two people make a mistake, the crime is not as bad as that of the family?"
He Lingchuan did not engage in a debate of ideas with him because he could not decide the winner or loser. He was just curious: "Before and after the founding of Yaguo, was there ever a history of massacre of a whole clan?"
"Of course there is, there are only two that I know of; but in wars between tribes, the losing side usually becomes a slave. My king once sent a total of 200,000 people from both tribes to work in the mines of the Eastern District."
This is the background of this world. He Lingchuan smiled: "Okay, let's talk about it. I took the Bailong people away, and their future destination has nothing to do with Yaguo. I cleaned up the big country for your country.
It's troublesome, but you're welcome, we don't need to take it to heart."
"Okay, I will definitely bring this to you." Wulu's eyes flashed slightly, "I heard that there is also a branch of the Bailong people on your island, and they rebelled and took over the island a few months ago."
He Lingchuan admitted openly: "Yes, there is such a thing."
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"Thank you for the compliment." He Lingchuan said casually, "General Wu, have a good rest. It's time to hit the road later."
At this time, Ye Xiao flew to the ship and received a message from Ding Zuodong:
The Bailong people have finished resting.
After the meal, people calmed down and began to mourn the dead and fallen warriors.
No one wants to be left on such a deserted island, so all the dead were cremated and their ashes were taken away in an altar.
At the same time, Yangshan Guards and Bailong warriors also organized civilians to board the ship.
The cargo ship that had just unloaded food could also carry people. The ships brought by He Lingchuan and Bailie were huge, and there were still a few free ships that could accommodate all the Bailong people.
This round of arrangements and dispatches took several hours.
The ship sets sail as soon as it is full and does not make any stops.
The last big ship also set sail, and He Lingchuan put Wulu back on the shore.
Along with Wulu, there were a lot of local specialties from the Yangshan Islands, such as fluorescent spore aphid sugar cakes, special yellow croaker fish from Longji Restaurant, and four jars of peach blossom wine.
Lord Heda is true to his word.
He lowered his head and looked at the wine jar, then looked at He Lingchuan. The word "thank you" just couldn't come out of his mouth - even though the island owner He didn't humiliate him, but he loved wine, food and respect.
He Lingchuan smiled and waved goodbye to him, and the ship set sail.
Dozens of guards rushed to the beach and took Wulu back to the army.
One of the guards was upright and pointed at the Yangshan specialties on the ground and asked, "General, what should I do with these?"
After the words were spoken, it was useless for the people around him to wink at him.
What does it mean when the enemy gives the general a gift of local products? We have a pleasant conversation with him?
Wulu lowered his head and glanced, with an expression on his face that was hard to describe.
He wanted to kick him out, but he suppressed it silently and did not have an attack.
"Put it away." He turned around and looked at the large ship offshore.
The benefactor has returned his equipment, including the storage ring on his hand.
On the boat, He Lingchuan could see the shadows in the jungle on the shore, and the army was hiding in it to watch.
The soul-capturing mirror clicked its tongue twice: "It's so hard to catch it, but it's such a pity to just let it go."
"It's not a pity." If he didn't kill Wulu, he would have to let him go in the end.
In order to avoid embarrassment for everyone, let’s let it go as soon as possible.
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The big ship accommodated the most seriously injured people, and had specialized doctors and medical soldiers inspecting it many times. Everyone looked at them with gratitude in their eyes.
Medicines are also distributed on the small boat to prevent the injury from worsening or infection. If this fails, they will be transferred to the larger ship for treatment in time.
Many Bailong people fell asleep as soon as they sat in the cabin. After months of sleeping in the open air, two nights of fear, and a rare full meal, sleepyheads immediately came to visit.
During the voyage, He Lingchuan had already chatted with Elder Wanqi and invited the Bailong people to rest in Yangshan Islands instead of Blade Port.
The reason is also very simple: Blade Port is small and has limited supplies, so it cannot suddenly accommodate such a large population.
It seems that only the Yangshan Islands are vast, and 40,000 people entering them are like water dripping into the sea, which is not too much at all.
Although the savior changed his mind midway, Elder Wanqi agreed without blinking:
All the tribesmen are on He Island Master's boat. He can sail wherever he says. Is it useful for them to object?
Besides, why should we object? What the Bailong people lack most now is a place to stay.
Unlike other forces, the leader of He Island not only did not chase them away, but was also hospitable. Who can refuse this?
It was already early morning on the third day when the last big ship set sail from Luting Beach; but the first sailing ship arrived at the Yangshan Islands just in time!
Compared with the difficulties faced by the Bailong people in the past half year, the sea trip was smooth and smooth. Thanks to God's blessing, the fleet only encountered one strong wind, but suffered no losses and the whole trip went smoothly.
As we approached the Yangshan Islands, it was getting dark.
He Lingchuan specially set aside several ships to carry the Lu Qingbang brothers and sisters and Bailie elite troops back to Blade Port.