In the place of Shiwu, the escape of slaves is a small probability event, not to say that slaves are slavish, but simply because the probability of surviving after escaping is much smaller than not running.
You can earn a living without running away, but you can choose to run away?
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The first problem we face is not chasing soldiers, but the wilderness where raptors and beasts are involved all the year round, and the second is the lack of food and water.
Because slaves are worthless in Shiwu, if you have the time to spend manpower and material resources to search, it is better to buy them.
Slaves also know the trade-offs.
Naturally, he will not escape easily.
So the tribe is not strict with the slaves.
The strange thing is that there is a group of slaves with a size of more than a dozen people fleeing collectively in the wilderness at this time. The leader led them to a rock, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, they dug out more than a dozen sets of thick winter clothes to keep out the cold.
These winter coats come in styles for men and women, big and small.
Some of the fabrics were not qualified for slaves to wear. The leader handed out the winter clothes one by one. Although the rest of the slaves were impatient, they still restrained their urge to rush forward.
They were wearing thin clothes, and they were almost blown stupid by the cold wind.
Put on winter clothes, the body temperature slowly warms up, and the stiff and cold limbs feel a little itchy as the temperature rises.
The leader asked: "Is it all distributed?"
One after another, slaves replied: "It's allotted."
"Everyone is hungry, let's go on the road when we are full." The leader dug out the dry food and water bags hidden the day before, including dried mutton and beef. Red, "Eat it, eat it."
Although the water in the water bag is ice, and the dry food is rough and cold, it is tasteless to bite it off with great force, and then swallow it soft with saliva, but this is for the It is a rare delicacy for slaves.
They eat hard.
Everyone was silent, only the wild cold wind whistling.
Finally, they were half full after eating, and their hungry and convulsed stomachs were appeased, and they let go of their tense nerves.
All eyes turned to the leader.
The leader is actually a relative of their former tribe. When the tribe suffered a catastrophe, they were arrested, and the leader took advantage of the chaos and killed them. Everyone thought that the other party either died of starvation or was torn up by wolves to satisfy their hunger...
I didn't expect to see him again.
also brings a news that can be called a daydream.
He is currently relying on a "tribe" with plenty of food and a large amount of food. The brothers and sisters in the "tribe" are all in the same situation as them. He came here this time to help the "tribe" recruit talents and expand its scale.
As long as they are willing to go there, the treatment will be favorable.
There are heavy winter clothes to wear, delicious food to eat, no need to be squeezed and whipped by the so-called master, let alone worry about dying at any time. In the description of the leader, that "tribe" is almost a paradise on earth, they don't believe it.
Because in the social structure of Shiwu, refugees are a group that is thousands of times worse than slaves. They have no fixed residence and food source, and are rejected and driven by all tribes. They are bereaved dogs! No, it's just a pool of rotten maggots!
The leader tried his best to persuade them, but in the end they had no choice but to reveal the "inscription" on the "ancestral stele". He had already chewed on the above content repeatedly, and together with the "private goods" deliberately added by Gu Chi and others, he made a statement, completely grasping the emotions of these slaves. In the end, he followed him out half-believingly, and only when he saw the winter clothes and food did he let go of his hanging heart.
"Have you finished eating?" asked the leader.
Everyone nodded in response.
"Let's go on the road after eating." The leader took a deep breath, the coolness brought by the cold air passing through the lungs calmed his swelling brain, and he silently calculated how much time it would take on the road, and said, "We will soon To be free!"
This means that the ancestors favored them.
The numb eyes of the slaves were also a little bit more yearning for the "tribe" he described in his mouth, and the eyes seemed to be revived. After a short rest, the group continued to move forward against the cold wind. The difference from before is that their footsteps are extremely firm at this time.
The same scene also happened in other tribes.
Of course, not all lobbying is successful. Some slaves were really timid and suspicious, and refused to leave. The lobbyists can only quietly instill the contents of the "Ancestral Stele" to encourage the slaves to take courage. It doesn't matter if you don't want to leave now, as long as you have hope in your heart, one day you will be able to cleanse Shiwu's evil spirits and let the descendants of the gods return to the altar!
The slave didn't believe it at first.
But I don’t know if it’s the comfort in the heart or what. After a day of oppression, they curled up in a small and cold place, and silently recited the "ancestor inscription" in their hearts. They felt that the suffering imposed on them was lighter, and they temporarily forgot the pain.
They will naturally attribute this to the mercy of their ancestors, at first half-believing, and gradually becoming more convinced.
After that, it spread quietly in the slave community.
These slaves are also "smart".
About the ancestors, they only told the slaves who were resentful and dissatisfied with the bullying of the master.
Doing this is not because of a sense of crisis, but because these people, like the superior master, have betrayed the admonitions of their ancestors. They are "traitors" and are not worthy of being saved!
When Wang Tingxungui found out about this, the belief given by the ancestors had been deeply rooted in the hearts of all the slaves, and it also affected a group of ordinary Shiwu people. A single spark can start a prairie fire. But I don't know that this fire is not rebirth from the ashes, but a blow to ashes.
The culprit of all is carrying out the next operation.
only-
Shen Tang was drenched in blood, Dama Jindao sat panting.
Before she had time to wipe off the blood on her face, Gu Chi and Xian Yujian walked over with serious expressions. Shen Tang raised his eyes, glanced at the two of them, and looked at Xian Yujian.
"Zi Gu, what's the matter?"
Xian Yujian took out a sheepskin letter from his armor.
He handed it over with both hands: "My lord, this is a secret letter I just found in the target's master account—"
Shen Tang took it and opened it.
His expression gradually became serious, just like Gu Chi's, his fingers tightened gradually, wishing he could post this letter.
Because this is not a simple letter, but an order to dispatch troops from the Shiwu Royal Court. She was full of murderous intent, and every word seemed to ooze blood: "Shiwu Royal Court wants to take advantage of this juncture to gather an army to attack Yonggu Pass? Don't you think there are not enough dead people in the family?"
Or, she didn't kill enough in the past half month?
Let Shiwu still have the mood to go south to invade?
Regardless of rectifying internal troubles?
Xian Yujian also knew the seriousness of the situation, so he asked softly: "My lord, should we continue this time, or transfer our troops back?"
Shen Tang raised his eyes to look at Gu Chi.
Gu Chi said: "If you return to aid, the effect will not be great."
They have too few troops.
More than two thousand people are just a drop in the bucket.
He said again: "Those who solve messy disputes don't control fists, those who rescue fights don't fight, criticize excesses and make falsehoods, and form restraints, then they will solve their own ears... It's not like 'surrounding Wei and saving Zhao'."
Gu Chi: "They dared to attack Yonggu Pass with all their strength, so let's take advantage of their emptiness and destroy the Shiwu King's Capital!"