Chapter 243: War slave Shen-Gu (1/2)
For these slaves, Yan Mo has asked the Moer-Gan People to take a tenth of the agreed amount of red salt from the store, and the rest will be paid when they are transported upstream to the river port.
At present, more than 1,200 slaves, together with slaves of all nationalities he bought this afternoon, totaled exactly 1,500 slaves waiting by the river.
Some people watched them swap so many slaves and asked him if The Jiu Yuan wanted to fight with others.
Yuan Zhan and he both vaguely told people that there were so many savages in the wilderness that they had to increase the number of slaves in order to protect themselves. It was better to train the savages themselves than to exchange the trained ones.
The Moer-Gan was not afraid that the Jiu Yuan would lead these slaves to attack them in turn. They dared to trade so many slaves at a time. Because their tribe itself was so populated that the number of warriors was no less than 5,000. In addition, there were other affiliated tribes in the vicinity who needed to rely on them and listen to their dispatch order. If they really wanted to go to war. Nearly 8,000 warriors can be mobilized in one day!
Even if the Jiu Yuan had 7th Rank blood warriors, they also had the final life-saving barrier. The Moer-Gan could develop into the largest tribe in the middle reaches of Da-He, and the strength of the Huang Jing Tribe and others on the other side of the river depended on the friendship. Naturally, it was not only because they had contacts with the Three Cities.
Yan Mo, accompanied by Ding Fei, went to the river. Their shop was temporarily closed. Da-He and Ding Ning were both here.
”You don't allow hunting nearby. How can I feed these slaves?” Yan Mo was half-joking with Cai Yu who came with him.
Cai Yu looked respectful. ”Just don't hunt prey in the vicinity. Other tribes will take slaves to the distant hills and fields during the day to catch prey beasts. Visitors, please pay attention to this, walk up the river and cross the olecranon rock, where there are many beasts and many wild fruits that grow in spring. You can catch prey at will except for the mother and the pups and after the market is over, many animals can't be taken away. In fact, the guests can exchange some millet with us, boil the dried fur with millet, mix more crude chaff, and boil a large pot to feed many slaves.
Yan Mo was staggered, of course, in his heart. When he came, he tried so hard to find rice. As a result, The Moer-Gan had already started planting rice and asked him at will whether he would like some to be eaten by slaves.
”Are you talking about millet as small yellow particles?”
”Yes.”
Yan Mo was in a complicated mood. ”Well, I'll exchange some.”
”How much do the guests want to exchange? It's not good for those slaves either. We have some stale millet that hasn't been shelled, and a lot of chaff, which can be eaten by those slaves.
”Old and new are coming, both shelled and unshelled.” Yan Mo didn't want chaff, but he didn't give it to slaves or buy it at all when he entered the country as the Romans did. ”Together, I want 1,500 people to eat it for ten days.”
”That's not bad. What do the guests exchange for?”
”You can tell Qi Yuan about it. I'll talk to him about what to exchange.”
”Yes.”
”You'll send a portion of the millet to me tonight.”
Cai Yu hesitated a little and then agreed. This is a guest whom Qi Yuan Da-Ren attached great importance to. He dares not offend. Besides, millet is not a very important thing. They have many slaves and grow more of it.
Cai Yu went back to prepare the millet, and Yan Mo put away his depression.
Ding Fei looked at him secretly and wondered why Priest Da-Ren suddenly became unhappy.
Yan Mo felt Ding Fei peeping into his eyes, but he could say that he thought he was the first person to grow wild rice and was proud to discover wild rice in this world today. As a result, not only did the Yuan Ji Tribe have millet, but the Moer-Gan also began to grow a lot of millet. And was he depressed?
Now think about it. What's the use of finding wild rice? Whether they can grow rice in the geography and climate around the Jiu Yuan is a question.
It was getting dark and a lot of fires were burning along the river.
Among the 1,500 slaves, the Moer-Gan slaves were 1,000. Nearly 200 of the slaves exchanged from other clans had fighting power. The remaining 300 were slaves, children and the weak.
The difference between a thousand slaves and five hundred others was obvious. They stood in a square by the river, neat and tidy. If they were equipped with skin armor and weapons, and then fed them a full meal, they would be able to become fighting forces in about an instant.
The other 500 people were scattered, but they were all in one place, watched by Ding Ning. When the Moer-Gan People transaction is completed, it is only responsible for delivery and no longer responsible for custody.
Yan Mo saw the eyes again, bright, tough and calm.
”The Yingluo Tribe stand up, all over there.” At first, Yan Mo did not preach or say anything about the opening remarks. He pointed directly to the left side of the war slave square.
He hadn't specifically asked the Moer-Gan if they had the Yingluo people, because Eé-Ying had said that they had been trained for half a year and that spring trading was likely the time they were to come out to make goods.
He did not believe that there was no the Yingluo Tribesmen in the mix. As for the absence of Eé-Ying’s two brothers, he did not care very much. He came to buy slaves for the whole Jiu Yuan and himself, not for a pleading woman.
All the slaves were shocked, and all the Yingluo and non-warriors peeped at each other and felt uneasy.
The slaves reacted quickest and obediently. As Yan Mo's voice fell, more than 200 people came out of the square and stood on the left side of the square. They automatically integrated into a small square according to the rank of the warriors.
”Who are Eé Ying brothers? Come out.”
This time, the small square on the left obviously hesitated, but soon two people came out of the small square and stood in the front row.
Yan Mo raised eyebrows for their honesty. He didn't think they would both come out he just wanted to see if they would keep one for themselves. They stood together in the dark, and it was easy to make some gestures in the dark to leave one, but now they both stood out.
Yan Mo began to be alarmed by the Moer-Gan's slaves training methods.
”Da-He.”
Da-He walked up to the teenager.
Yan Mo lowered his voice. ”If The Moer-Gan People turned around and asked the slaves to attack us, would they listen to them?”
Da-He thought this was the problem. He could not help laughing and saying, ”No, Da-Ren, when they handed over, their slaves were already loyal to us in front of their orders, and then they were the slaves of The Jiu Yuan.”
”Why are they so obedient?” This is the last thing Yan Mo wants to do.
”Generally speaking, the weaker tribes will be more obedient if they are given food, fur and clothing, and if they are not obedient, they will be beaten a few more times. Anyway, they live everywhere. Sometimes the life of those tribes is better than serving the big tribes as slaves.” Da-He explained.
”What about the power? Or the captured enemy tribes, how will these slaves be tamed?
”That makes them feel afraid and accustomed to taking orders.” Da-He did not know how to explain it, so he explained in plain words: ”As long as warriors are captured, they will starve for a period of time, and when they are too hungry to bear, they ask themselves to be slaves, they will be released, and then let them do things, but no matter how well they do, they will be whipped, each time to them. Before eating, they will kneel down and beg.
”Sometimes when they meet tougher warriors, slaves throw their Tribesmen into barbecue and would rather starve to death. Others will make them kill their tribe's Chief or witch or important people with their own hands. A more powerful means of control is castration of war slaves, some do not get castrated, but they make sleep [1] pleasure things, for other obedient warriors. Many warriors would rather be slaves to death in the battlefield than be turned into pleasure things, and they would become obedient. And...”
Da-He talked a lot about how to train and train slaves, and Yan Mo understood half of that.
”First destroy man's will and dignity, then let him feel the value and joy of being a slave, and finally only see a piece of sky given by his master, thinking that this is freedom and happiness.”
”Da-Ren?”
Yan Mo raised his hand and motioned Da-He not to say any more.
Whether human beings are inherently slave or not, he does not know. But he knew that after a long period of brainwashing and environment, slavery can really be deeply implanted.
The reason why the nobles in ancient times liked ”family-born children” was not because they were brought up by adult's education that ”you are the slave of the family and should obey”.