The Rise of History’s Most Powerful Empire Chapter 8: Victory

　　 On the plain, a scream came out, shocked that the birds and beasts could no longer run to the peace of the past. Zhong Yu’s army and the savages are at war. You are fighting back and forth. Some people continue to be killed more violently because of severe injuries. Others have their heads fallen on the ground because of broken hands and feet and wailing weakly on the ground. The blood flows into a stream. Countless blood grew on the verdant grass. Delicate and charming, it makes people look like they are in a **** hell.

　　 Zhong Yu was standing on the hillside in the distance, quietly observing the battlefield below the hillside, watching his own people, because of their number advantages, constantly strangling the tribesmen, the **** battlefield It didn't make him feel any discomfort, but it made him feel a happy feeling in his heart, full of sickness, what is the reason for him to be like this? Was it because it was a feeling of dying under the mouth of a wolf that time? The feeling of death fills him with the desire for power and the pursuit of power. It makes him feel indifferent to everything in the world. The only thing he cares about is his own life. Only when he is lost can he feel precious. Let the group also. Be a sacrifice to gain a new life for yourself!

　　The savages were slowly defeated. In the end, the tribe’s eleven combat powers, after six people died, the remaining people surrendered, all surrendered, Zhong Yu’s first battle, the first battle. , Just won the victory, what does this symbolize? It symbolizes Zhong Yu's invincible future.

　　The defeat of the savage has been doomed from the very beginning. There are no guards and no sense of crisis. Just standing on the plain like this, being attacked by others to win, is justified.

　　 The weak eats the strong, the natural selection competes with the natural selection, and the survival of the fittest is the ultimate principle since ancient times.

　　The weak, who accidentally clamped their tails to behave and were wiped out by others, what can we complain about? Even a savage, weak in strength, yet so relaxed and vigilant. And he, even if he had fifty armies, had to be cautious about being a soldier before he dared to attack. It seems that I have to take it as a warning. If my strength is not as good as before, it is better to be a cautious person.

　　After the battle was over, I cleaned it up, mainly to clean up the weapons that I had broken and the wounded soldiers. Those savages, even if they rob them all, there is nothing to clean up. The poor can only use a stone as a weapon. They eat barbecue meat and don’t have any cooking methods. They wear animal skins. It's not beautiful, what is there to grab? The main thing is their demographic value.

　　 The battlefield is everywhere, you two seriously injured, the soldiers, and the savages. To be killed by a knife, to give them a joy, and to save them from suffering. These are normal conditions on the battlefield. No one avoids it. It is the same in ancient and modern times. People who are useless are often given up by others. This is not human nature. This It is reality, and reality will help us think, because one or two injured people drag down a whole, and make the whole whole go to extinction. That is, no whole is allowed. Benefits are the standard for maintaining the whole.

　　 took a moment of silence, and the whole army gradually reduced its sadness for the time being. After all, the dead are already dead, and those who survive will continue to live better. Tomorrow, after all, is full of hope. , Lord Lord’s strength is expanding, the background of the territory is increasing, and his life will be better in the future.

　　 The losses and gains of this battle, the soldiers, one died, two were seriously injured, and they were also sent on the road. Three people were slightly injured. There was nothing serious, and they could recover within a few days. As for the savage, six people were killed on the spot, and two others were seriously injured. They were also sent to the road. Then there are adult men, three people are left, adult women, twelve people are left, six children, a total of 21 people. This is the gain this time. Three people were lost and 21 people were rewarded. The loss is not too great in terms of calculation, at least it is back to the cost, and it is a big step forward from the goal of 100 households. This is the population, and it can increase him by six or seven households. Zhong Yu walked in the middle of the line, looking at the savage captives who were wandering forward in front of him. They were tall and tall, with blond or blue hair, or red hair, and green or blue eyes. , With fine hair and large pores, it looks like a European face. There was a faint guess in Wang Yu's heart. It seems that this world should be the Western fantasy world, a world of magic vindictiveness of the lord and nobles, and maybe there will be dwarves, elves, goblins, dragons and so on.

　　The few savages who tried to escape taught on the way, those who can all dare to be angry and dare not speak, after all, they are still full of fear in their hearts who have just been defeated. Where can they dare to resist? It is their victor? I can only slowly bury the grievances in my heart, maybe one day to take root, maybe forever to remain silent, and become a loyal dog of their owner, killing his own kind in order to win the owner. Love.

　　 Just like that, nothing happened along the way, and I returned to Luoyang without any problems. Stepping into this magnificent mansion again, Zhong Yu felt relaxed for a while, although he somewhat liked the thrill of killing, but after all, he was an otaku before, and he was used to a peaceful life and a peaceful environment. So it's completely changed!

　　After detaining the savage prisoners, Zhong Yu deliberately took the adult men prisoners, not to come out, separated from the women and children, transferred them out, gave them a little training, threatened them, and promised them, as long as they stand. The merits of the feet, and release him to have their wives and children, become his own civilians, and enjoy all the rights of civilians. Turn them into a vanguard battalion, every battle must be first, let them become their own cannon fodder.

　　 It’s just that~IndoMTL.com~ But how many people will really survive to that time? The wives and children of most of them still can't escape the fate of becoming slaves, and will their lives be miserable? After all, the dead cannot be remembered by anyone. They can only remember that they are relatives or have interests in themselves. But those savages and relatives are slaves, and those with interests are powerless. I can manage them!

　　 and I use their wives and children to coerce them and make them work hard for themselves. Under such circumstances, who can resist again.

　　 And those women who do not have husbands are not treated as well. The warriors who were rewarded by Zhong Yu for their strength, but fortunately those savage women, are used to the life of the weak and the strong. There was no resistance to the fighters he was given, but he listened obediently.

　　 The weak obey the strong, and the defeated obey the victor. This is justified and no one can say. Although those soldiers don't like savages and women very much, they haven't touched a woman for a long time. After three years in the army, the sow raced Diaochan. This is the most logical thing. People who have touched women. I haven't touched it for a long time, seeing a woman in front of me wanting to give me something, it's hard to hold back.

　　 So they accepted it very happily, and raised a new level of loyalty to Zhong Yu who was so considerate and caring about others. Zhong Yu, who was unexpected about this incident, was delighted. After all, he was nothing more than a reward for meritorious deeds.

　　 won the first battle, so I should relax a little bit, and I still underestimate my own strength.

　　 A mocking smile appeared on Zhong Yu's face, and his eyes were dark. Looking into the distance, the breathtaking breath on his body exudes, as if a raging flame is about to burn everything.