Chapter 1354 - 332: Blood Battle (Part 3)

Chapter 1354: Chapter 332: Blood Battle (Part 3)

Using methods meant for humans to deal with them is unsuitable; instead, treating them like livestock can even train some wolf-like ferocity in them."

"Just do as you see fit."

In this matter, the Blind Man couldn’t be bothered to argue with the Wild People King.

The Wild People King said, "In fact, what you’ve done in Snow Sea Pass with the military and civilians there, I am aware of and understand. Your methods truly earn my admiration.

You know, in matters like this, there are few who can earn my respect."

When it comes to manipulating hearts, the Wild People King is undoubtedly an expert and very confident, so he could afford to give the Blind Man a higher evaluation.

The Blind Man said, "I am merely standing on the shoulders of giants."

"This remark sounds truly interesting. Like the Lord, you always manage to say something enlightening."

"Hmm."

At this moment, a group of auxiliary soldiers arrived outside the camp.

Guo Dong and Hui An were among them.

The army cook began to prepare meals; the delicious fragrance of rice, steamed buns, and preserved meat immediately spread.

Guo Dong was surprised to discover that tonight’s meal was even much better than the previous days.

Because these steamed buns actually had fillings!

He had heard some auxiliary soldiers from Snow Sea Pass mentioning that their steamed buns there always had fillings.

Guo Dong was quite perplexed; shouldn’t filled ones be called buns?

Anyway, delicious, truly delicious.

The shredded radish filling mixed with meat bits was flavorful and not at all coarse to eat.

The auxiliary soldiers went to the battlefield for the first time today and deserved to be rewarded with a better meal, so each person got two pieces of preserved meat, and double the usual portions of rice and steamed buns. What couldn’t be finished could be taken away; the salty paste served with meals used to be half a spoonful per person, tonight it was unlimited.

Providing them with psychological counselors was unrealistic, but fortunately, a hearty meal could solve most of their inner worries.

Moreover, deliberately assigning them here for dinner was also meant for the wild people slaves behind the fence to see.

Hui An reached out and nudged Guo Dong, who was chomping away on his steamed bun, signaling him to look the other way.

Whoa!

Guo Dong was startled by what he saw; faces tightly pressed against the fence, too many to count.

These wild people were mostly disheveled, their mouths agape, tongues sticking out as if trying to inhale the aroma, filled with deep longing.

However, Guo Dong had eaten Lord Pingye’s watermelon before!

Though others might think it was nothing special, Guo Dong felt from that moment on that his life was no longer ordinary.

Thus, he suppressed any fluttering in his heart and said to Hui An and his fellow soldiers nearby:

"Haha, back home, my dad managed affairs in the mountain camp, and our family life really improved for a few years. Every time we had dinner, I’d enjoy sitting on the doorstep with my bowl, letting neighbors catch a glimpse of the greasy morsels in my bowl.

Today, so many people are watching us eat, this meal tastes even better; everyone, let’s eat more, make noise with our mouths!"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Haha......"

The auxiliary soldiers burst into laughter, eating with even more gusto.

Throughout history, people have never feared scarcity but rather inequality; however, this feeling of "I have what you don’t" is particularly enticing.

Gou Moli reached out, grabbing the hair of an adult wild man whose head was almost sticking out of the fence, and yanked him back.

The wild man let out a scream and fell backward to the ground.

Upon landing, he instinctively tried to pounce back at Gou Moli.

These wild people, kept together and made to scramble for food each time it was thrown, have established a hierarchy, with the "prison boss" enjoying the most food while his subordinates get more than the rest of their area-mates, who can only hope for scraps or endure hunger.

The Blind Man suddenly recalled that those who scattered food before were throwing it at specific intervals, clearly dividing the area into zones.

Like fish farming in a pond, each net sectioned off, so the feeding could be evenly distributed.

The one Gou Moli grabbed was a "prison boss" wild man, and he was quite fierce.

His followers had developed a consciousness of rallying around him, beginning with their food-snatching days; seeing their leader being dragged down, they instinctively wanted to press forward.

However,

The remaining wild people who survived the Chongyang Mountain Village incident, left by Sang Hu, immediately stepped forward with knives, and the personal guards behind the Blind Man also raised their crossbows.

The prison boss backed down.

His subordinates also backed down.

They had no choice but to back down,

because these wild people had their courage broken long ago by the Yan people.

Gou Moli stepped on the head of the prison boss wild man, turned around, and said to the Blind Man: "As Lord once said, it’s about picking the tallest dwarf to be the general."

The Blind Man understood the Wild People King’s method of selection, nodded, and said: "You’re doing well."

Gou Moli laughed and said, "There’s no other way; wolf-like ferocity must be cultivated this way, just like the wolf-like nature in the bones of the Yan people, which the Jin people lack; it’s because we wild people are too weak, while the barbarians are too strong.

The Yan people branded wolf-like nature into their bones through hundreds of years of fighting with the barbarians, while we wild people are actually more prone to being servile."

After saying this,

Gou Moli switched to the wild people dialect and shouted to the surrounding wild people slaves:

"Do you want to eat the same food as them? I’m giving you this opportunity."

"Clap clap!"

Gou Moli clapped his hands,

outside,

a group of wild people guards pushed carts of rattan armors over.

Most of the rattan armors were damaged, with bloodstains on them.

These were spoils from the Yangshan Village.

"I want to select some people to go with me to attack the Chu people’s city walls tomorrow. Those who survive tomorrow’s battle will be able to eat the same food as those people there."

Gou Moli pointed at the carts full of rattan armors,

and said:

"I am not sending you to die; these armors will be yours to wear tomorrow, and weapons will also be distributed to you."

Finally,

Gou Moli pointed to the fence where women and children were kept separately,

"I know many of your women and children are kept there. Survive tomorrow, and I’ll return your women and children to you.

For those whose women and children are not here, or who simply don’t have women and children yet.

No problem,

see there,

those are other people’s women and children.

Tomorrow,

if you survive the charge on the city wall with me,

others’ women and children are yours to choose!

Let others’ women warm your bed, let others’ children call you father, hahahahaha!!!!!!!"

Once the Wild People King finished speaking,

the eyes of the surrounding male wild people immediately turned red, with many clenching their fists.

Standing behind Gou Moli, the Blind Man silently uttered two words:

"Animal."

For the Blind Man, learning the wild people’s language was not difficult.

Gou Moli, however, nodded with a smile,

as if responding or talking to himself,

said:

"Have I not always claimed myself to be...Gouzi?

That’s because,

from a very long time ago, I had already considered myself,

as,

an animal."

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The electricity in the house suddenly broke down and hasn’t been fixed yet, affecting my writing, so there will be only one Chapter today; a longer Chapter will be written tomorrow to make up for it. Don’t panic.