The knights took their slaves to clean the battlefield, leaving useful materials behind and collecting the corpses of their own people. As for the corpses of the wilderness tribesmen, they simply piled them together without even burying them. Naturally, there would be giant beasts.
If the beast comes to clean up, there is no possibility of causing disease. Even if it causes disease, the knights don't care. Anyway, this is a wilderness, not a pasture.
After busy cleaning up, the knights took the slaves back to the camp. They happened to meet Xiaobai coming back, and there were two fresh corpses of giant beasts placed next to the camp.
"You're back? Eat some meat to replenish your body." Xiaobai grinned, his white teeth dazzling. Although he did not appear during the battle, after the battle, he was not idle and ran out to hunt two giant beasts.
, and asked Yingmaner to bring some people to bring them back and feed them to these soldiers.
Both the knights and the slaves had serious injuries. The aliens were in good physical condition, and the fresh prairie beast meat had strange energy, so serious injuries would not necessarily lead to death, and there was still a high chance of survival.
At this time, the knights and the slaves who went to the battlefield were exhausted. The slaves who stayed in the tribe were responsible for cleaning the corpses of the giant beasts, grilling meat and cooking.
Yingman'er came to Xiaobai and asked softly: "Master, what about those rebellious slaves?"
Xiaobai shook his head. Except for Yingman'er, all the wilderness slaves belonged to the knights of the Red Mane Horse Tribe. He had no right to deal with them.
"Go and tell the red-maned Yanglie, he is the Godot of the knights." Xiaobai said.
Yingman'er nodded and turned around to go to Red Mane Yang Lie.
Red-maned Yanglie was sitting on the ground covered with several layers of animal skins, tearing apart a piece of dried meat. He was very hungry and couldn't wait to eat barbecue, so he ate some dried meat to fill his stomach. When he saw Yingman'er coming over, he
He stopped and looked up at Yingman'er.
"What are you going to do with those rebellious slaves?" Yingman'er asked, pointing to the slaves tied up in the open space of the camp.
"Kill them, they are an eyesore." Red-maned Yanglie waved his hand impatiently. He had just come back from the battlefield, and the smell of blood made him upset and did not want to deal with these messy things.
"Wouldn't it be a pity to kill him?" Ying Man'er hesitated and said.
"What a pity?" The red-maned Yanglie raised his eyes, and the ferocious look in his eyes made the hairs on Yingman'er's body suddenly explode. The red-maned Yanglie said in a low voice: "You also know the origins of these slaves and their tribes.
When they were conquered by us, I spared their lives, allowed them to become our slaves, fed them, and clothed them. Now they are still rebelling. What are you keeping them for? Waiting for them to cut them down while I sleep.
My head?”
Yingmaner was silent. She wanted to help those slaves survive. Apart from the fact that they were also wilderness people, she also felt that these slaves were a very good labor force, and it would be a waste to kill them for nothing.
"I think you can let them graze for you, and let other slaves see their fate." Ying Man'er thought for a while and persuaded.
The red-maned Yanglie stared at Yingman'er. He knew that the status of the woman in front of him was very strange. She was a slave, but she was Xiaobai's slave. Especially during this period, she had tried her best to run the camp and manage other slaves, which had already made the knight
Their views on her changed and they did not regard her as an outsider. Xiaobai's status was still very transcendent in the Red Mane Horse Tribe.
"Is this what you mean, or the boss's?" Hongmane Yanglie asked.
"It's not the master's intention. The master lets you handle it. This is my intention." Yingman'er sighed and said. She couldn't decide the fate of these rebellious slaves. She had already tried hard. If the red-maned Yanglie was determined to do it,
Yingman'er couldn't stop her from killing them to establish her authority. She herself was also a slave.
The grassland wilderness is much more barbaric than the pasture. Rebellion is something they are accustomed to, but Yingman'er knows that what is normal to them is not normal to the knights. Loyalty is not normal to them.
It is very crucial and necessary. They will not allow rebellion to occur, let alone recognize rebels.
"What you said makes sense. It is a good choice to let them help us herd our cattle and serve as our cannon fodder during the battle." Red-maned Yanglie lowered his eyes and considered it for a while, then looked at Yingman'er and said: "But this
This punishment is too light. If others see it, they will still want to resist. These rebels are worse than slaves. Well, they are still beasts. That's it. Treat them as beasts, beat them and scold them as you please, and kill them.
Not guilty."
After thinking about it, Hongmane Yanglie adopted Yingman'er's opinion and decided to give her some face, not to kill these rebels, but to use them as negative examples, and always tell slaves who have a better life to be honest.
Be obedient, otherwise these people will serve as a warning to you.
The level of beasts is lower than that of slaves. Even slaves can beat, scold, or even kill them, but the knights will not say anything. There is no human rights at all.
After hearing this, Yingman'er nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a little happy in her heart.
Not simply because the rebel's life was saved, but also because she felt that the knights had accepted her.
If Red-maned Yanglie still treats her as an ordinary slave, then what she says will not be effective and she will be scolded by Red-maned Yanglie.
Red-maned Yanglie will obey what Xiaobai says. Xiaobai is a strong man and the boss of the knights, so Red-maned Yanglie will naturally listen to his words.
But Yingman'er is different. She is just a slave. A slave interferes in the tribe's decision. This is seizing power. What do you want to do? Why do you still have some ideas about the tribe? How can you screw it up?
As Godot, the red-maned Yang Lie scolded that it was all good, and he might be killed if he didn't save everything.
But Hongmane Yanglie thought about it and adopted her opinion, which was different. This meant that Hongmane Yanglie had accepted her and did not treat her as an outsider, but just as a slave.
"I understand." Yingman'er nodded, turned around and walked towards the rebels in the open space of the camp.
Red-maned Yanglie lowered his head, picked up the dried meat and continued to tear it apart, leaving full authority to deal with the rebels to Yingman'er.
The slaves who were covered in blood and tied tightly raised their heads immediately when they saw Yingman'er coming. Some were frightened, some were disdainful, some were scolding, some were flinching, and their reactions were mixed. They didn't know their next fate.
how.
"Godot has decided that you can live as livestock, beat and scold as you like, and kill without guilt. The same goes for slaves." Yingman'er shouted coldly at the rebels.
When the rebels heard that they could live, a look of surprise appeared on their faces. When they heard that they were beaten and scolded at will and killed without guilt, they became angry again.
"You are also a wilderness person, but now you have become the dog of those guys. Haha, you can beat or scold them as you like, but you can kill without guilt. I yearn for freedom, I want freedom!" A rebel shouted and spat at Yingmaner.