The sky is overcast and there will be thunderstorms.
The Jingzhe is coming.
Located south of the river, deep in the mountains, the people of Cangwu lived here after leaving Bashan.
Around the area, there are people from "passers", "Dazhu", "Changsha" and "Manyang", all called tribes. In the north of the river, under the Wushan Mountains, there is also "Yufu".
There are Pu people, Liang people, E people, and there are also Heyi branches.
The ancients believed that the Cangwu Wilderness included the later Nanchu area, that is, the south and northwest of Hunan.
A young man with a ferocious face and numerous scars on his face, carrying a bow and arrows on his back and a bronze sword.
Beside the young man, there were more than a dozen warriors lying in a pool of blood. Most of the warriors had an arrow stuck in their bodies. The arrows killed them with one strike and were even embedded in their flesh and bone marrow, which is enough to show the accuracy of the archers' skills and their powerful strength.
On the other side, there are more than ten slaves. They are unkempt, scarred, and numb. Every soldier who died on that side is their master.
They all had whip scars on their faces, left by thorns and canes. Some slaves were missing ears, and some were missing fingers.
One soldier's legs were cut off, and he was struggling in the bloody water. He looked at the ferocious young man, his whole body trembling and whining.
“Please, don’t kill me, I still have a child, he is not old...”
The young man knelt down and whispered to the soldier in front of him.
“My name is Chu, Chu. Chu means mulberry, and Chu means thorns and pain. What about you, what is your name?”
The soldier with the broken leg, his teeth chattering, seemed to see hope of survival, and said hurriedly: "My name is the horn, the horn of the horn!"
“Oh...why not antlers? Do you look down on deer?”
Chu Xun spoke softly. The soldier with the broken leg looked pale, and Xuan shook his head.
He swung the copper sword, like cutting through wood with a saw, gently and slowly cutting off the warrior's arm. The screams made in the process were vague in his ears.
If you haven't heard of it.
The slaves on the side watched all this. Some of the slaves said that they should save the soldier, but others thought that they would be tortured to death by him anyway, so it would be better to watch him die here.
At least I feel a little happier.
As if thanks to the blessing of the young hunter in front of him, the slaves' numb faces also showed some signs of expression.
Many people's masters are dead, and there is a high probability that they will be executed by the Cangwu clan when they return. However, some people think that this kind of unilateral massacre is force majeure and is simply a dimensionality reduction blow. They have not seen what happened. Their
The owner fell off the backs of cattle and deer, or was shot dead on the ground.
The man in front of me has amazing archery skills. He shoots arrows under the dim sky, and the arrows cannot be seen.
So, those slaves thought that as long as they made it clear when they went back, they might still be able to survive.
The Cangwu clan needs slaves, they need 伧, brook, and calamity. Without them, where would the Cangwu clan find such strong and simple slaves as them?
Chu Heng’s voice came from not far away and reached the ears of the slaves:
“...I was born in a small tribe. There is a hill to the north of the tribe, a water vein, a mulberry forest, and flowers and weeds..."
"There is also a hill to the south, and there are mountains further away. There are many animals in the mountains. This was the whole world when I was a child. My father would bring me wild fruits and meat when I was a child. He was very strong and brave. He was a
An experienced old hunter, there is no better hunter in the tribe than him, he can catch a lot of prey every time he goes hunting."
"The harvest from the land is very good every year, and the rice is growing well. My mother and sister will be busy in the land. When the rice comes into my mouth, I feel uncomfortable in my mouth, but at that time I feel that being able to eat every meal is the happiest thing in the world.
thing."
"But then you came and brought these slaves with you..."
“You say that we are descendants of Jin and should be slaves for life, but we have no idea who the person you are talking about is.”
"Of course, I found out later...but before that..."
"On that night, there was nothing but blazing fire in my eyes. From then on, I became afraid of fire. I saw my sister crawling out, and her back and stomach were torn apart. I saw
The blood marks on my mother's back extended, and the exposed body was rotten."
"I saw the head of our clan leader cut off by you and placed on the flag. You shouted loudly and tried to subjugate us with this behavior."
“I saw my brothers huddled in the flames and turned into blackened carbon, and I saw a big wound on someone’s head...”
“That’s where I was born and raised, and it’s not like this.”
Chu Xuan's voice gradually became louder when he spoke to the soldier with the broken leg, and his tone became cold and forbidding.
“Horn, are you right? It shouldn’t look like that.”
“My family members were lying in the dirt, their bodies covered with white, wriggling maggots. Wild beasts were wandering around, picking them up and dragging them back to their lairs.”
“And your family members will wish in their hearts. They feel that you men will go back soon, and we will be killed soon..."
“So I’m going to cut off your head and tell your relatives that you are back, how are you? Are you happy, although the way you go back is different...”
“But at least I left you with a head.”
“I chop off your feet with a bronze sword, split your knees with a stone axe, and let the blood flow out and collect on the ground, and then slowly cut open your arms with the edge of the sword.”
Chu Huan thought in his mind that his people were like this when they were killed by the Cangwu clan in the past, helpless and scared. It turns out that the smell of blood is so good, and it turns out that their blood will flow out like this, and it will also be bright red.
Chu Xuan penetrated the warrior's skull with his sword, and then cut off his head with his backhand.
The surrounding slaves stood there, seemingly paralyzed by this scene...
Chu Xuan looked at them:
"These people are dead, they deserve to die. Now, you people, I will give you two choices, come here or go back, and I can let you go."
Those slaves were silent for a long time. Only some of them stood up and walked towards him, while more people left behind.
And 酓 chuckled.
He took off his bow and arrows and took four arrows in one bow.
"I'll let you go, but if you can't go, we'll have to tell you something else."
He shot the arrow very quickly and killed many people. Then, Chu Xuan looked at the four slaves standing beside him.
"Very good, now you are no longer slaves. Tie your hair up and don't let it hang down. We are not slaves, we are Chu people."
Chu means thorns and pain.
“Go and cut off the heads of those slaves.”
This is a surrender. Cutting off the heads of your former companions is a true break with the past. Otherwise, if you are afraid of death one day and run back to be followed by others, you will be harming yourself and killing your companions.
, then you are also escaped slaves, and those slave owners will not let you go, nor will they let your family go.
Even though your family members are still slaves.
But how can there be people who do great things without sacrifice?
Chu Xuan looked at the four people in front of him. These four people still had sparkle in their eyes, not as numb as those before. Chu Xuan thought to himself that this is right. Some people's hearts are rotten, while some people's hearts can still be repaired.
He clenched the bow and arrow in his hand, thinking about the person he once apprenticed to. His teacher was called Pang Meng. He was not a good person. This teacher once came here and seemed to want to practice archery with He Yi, the leader of Heyi.
He risked his life in a duel, but failed in the end and went back halfway.
It was also that opportunity that allowed me to meet my teacher, and I understood that good people do not live long.
People from the Cangwu clan came to find him. He had killed too many people of Cangwu these days. These stupid warriors thought they could easily kill themselves and then go back with their heads to publicize their bravery. But after they came, they
Most of them were silent, and a few were cursing, crawling on the ground, no longer wanting to show their bravery, but wanting to put their heads back.
Chu Xuan knew that he was crazy, but that didn't matter. A lunatic was interesting. He could scare the cruel guys from the Cangwu clan, so a lunatic was needed.
When he saw four slaves doing so, he nodded and asked their names. Among them, the one who impressed him the most was a man named Ke. He was very skilled at cutting off people's heads. He used to give them to slave owners.
A murderer who performs murder.
He took the four slaves with him, leaving corpses and heads on the ground. He rowed a broken wooden boat, pushed aside the wormwood, and entered the depths of the vast swamp. The sound of the river could be vaguely heard in the distance.
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Chu Yan killed another group of Cangwu soldiers, which made the leaders of the Cangwu clan go crazy. This damn fugitive slave escaped from here seven years ago and was not caught. Unexpectedly, he came back now and actually dared to
Provoke them and keep killing their warriors.
The leaders of the Cangwu clan saw the situation and found that most of the corpses had their heads cut off. Whether they were slaves or warriors, they were all the same, and the number of slaves was always less. This showed that someone was related to the escaped person.
The slave left together.
So the Cangwu clan would find the families or relatives of the escaped slaves and tell them their sins. When the relatives confessed their sins in fear, they would kill their whole families and tell other slave tribes, telling them that they had rashly
This is the outcome of contact with the escaped slave who returned.
The people of the Cangwu clan like those who have fear in their eyes, because after these people have seen this kind of execution, they will be afraid, and if slaves escape next time, they want to take them with them.
, even if they were relatives of the slave, they would probably expose him or break off the relationship with him.
What makes a good slave?
Do not resist, be diligent, work, plant, fish, work as a cow or a horse, be loyal, think that you are an animal, or even worse than an animal. You must understand your status clearly and not think about beating the master at any time, so the master wants him to go
Even if he dies, he should die happily.
Slaves should show themselves to their masters as useful and strong, so that they can gain favor from their masters.
And there is another point, that is fear, you must always maintain the fear of the master.
Cang Wu believed that the slavery system was a good system. As for the Central Plains, Dongyi and other regions, the so-called commune system and alliance parliamentary system were incomprehensible to them.
This world is inherently about the relationship between oppression and the oppressed. Isn’t it to annex other tribes to make one’s own life better?
As for the emperors and kings, what did those people do? I heard that they would even help those poor and weak tribes, just to get the praise and love of those tribes?
Praise, love, is this worth half the productivity?
It is too absurd and useless to talk about virtue and the like. Where do those monarchs want to lead the world?
Since I am strong, why do I need to negotiate with others? Since I am strong, they should come and lick my heels as a matter of course. This is love.
So the people of Cangwu naturally thought that perhaps the Central Plains and Dongyi were not strong enough, so they were very happy.
Although they have never seen Central Plains people or Dongyi people.
They are the tribe of Emperor Nuze, and are the descendants of Zize's branch. Although they are descendants, they have nothing to do with Zize. They are the descendants of the tribal leader whom Zize married.
But that leader didn't marry Zize, and he didn't even touch her, let alone go to home base. After all, Zize believed that he was a descendant of Emperor Kuang, the leader of a remote and barbaric tribe, and he had some power because of the poverty of the country.
Want to get your hands on the emperor's woman?
But even so, Zize still gave Cangwu a certain amount of respect, that is, letting them restrain and control the three tribes "秧, 西, and 殿". These three tribes can also be regarded as Pu people, and even Cangwu himself can be regarded as one.
A kind of Pu people.
The ancestors of these three tribes were three slaves of the emperor Nuze. One went to the east to marry a fox and gave birth to a child called Pan; one went to the south to marry a monkey and gave birth to a child called Xi; one went to the north and married a 玃猳 (
A kind of ape) combines, and the child born is called 伧.
Zize once told Huandou that the people of these three tribes should be her slaves from generation to generation.
Slaves must be whipped at all times and kept in fear.
In this regard, the people of the Cangwu family can clearly distinguish what is fear and what is resentment, but they will not kill those who are angry, because people with fear in their hearts can be used as cattle and horses, but
People with resentment cannot be used as cattle and horses, because they will try their best to cause some damage, so they will drag these people to build the palace of the emperor's daughter until they die of exhaustion.
The chief of the Cangwu clan is called Cuiyu, because the most beautiful feathers in Cangwu are this kind, so the leaders are all named after Cuiyu.
They have a high priest named Jing, who used to be a big leader but later retired. This high priest has six great wizards and twelve brave leaders who are responsible for external warfare. The leader of them is called Xi.
, and there are four leaders who are in charge of internal affairs, responsible for land, population, various industries, and hunting.
These leaders gathered together. They said that Chu Huan must be killed. If he did not die, there would be someone among those slaves who was ready to take action. Not long ago, Emperor Nu Ze had sent a wild monkey over to deliver Hong's message.
The news from the state requires the people here to march to the east and cooperate with the Ba people to attack Hongzhou. This matter cannot be delayed.