Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me for corruption

Chapter 95 Cut off the head of the Panyu Crown Prince!

The shaman chief of the Tieshan tribe came to the place where the injured tribesmen were receiving treatment. He took a black-gray stone from the supplies he brought and presented it to Qin Mo respectfully.

"This is the stone from the iron mountain of my clan. I wonder if it can be seen by the gods?"

Qin Mo took it, looked at it, weighed it, and finally tried rubbing it on the armor.

Click--

The ore automatically adsorbs on the bright silver armor, and the magnetic force is actually quite strong.

Qin Mo nodded and praised: "The rich magnet ore has an iron content of at least 60%. It can be directly put into the furnace to produce iron. It is extremely rare."

Today's Da Qin iron smelting technology was developed bit by bit by him and a group of skilled craftsmen. Therefore, he has a clear understanding of many things that he had only a smattering of knowledge in his previous life.

He can't even be said to be half an expert in smelting.

Qin Mo left the Tieshan tribe's witch chief to go about his business while he checked the supplies brought by the Tieshan tribe.

Except for half of the rice, grain, leather, linen, and other miscellaneous materials, the remaining half is made up of rough iron lumps and a small amount of copper ingots.

Just like the Baozhu people's offerings are mainly made of large pearls, the Deer people's offerings are mainly smoked venison, and the Tieshan people's offerings are mainly made of iron and copper.

Well, most of the iron and copper in the south are associated mines. The only difference is that they have more iron or copper, and they are also associated with other non-ferrous precious metals!

"The Heavenly Soldiers and Heaven will sew your bodies together. After death, you will not be buried with broken bodies. In the future, you will be able to enter the temple of the gods intact, and you will never suffer from hunger again..."

Qin Mo was checking the quality of those thick iron lumps when a sad prayer sounded beside him.

Turning around, he saw the shaman chief of the Tieshan tribe comforting the injured tribesmen.

But perhaps even he didn't believe what he was mumbling. The sadness on his face was palpable, and his old, muddy eyes were filled with tears.

The Tieshan tribe came here to join forces to carry out an uprising in order to earn a way for their tribesmen to survive, but before they could find a way out, half of their tribesmen had been killed by the Panyu King's army.

Almost all the survivors were injured. According to the medical methods of the Yue tribe, anyone with a slightly serious injury would be destined to die!

Zhang Liang and other swordsmen were ordered to treat the injured Tieshan tribesmen. If the wounds were slightly serious, they would suture the wounds.

This scene fell in the eyes of the Tieshan clan witch chief. It was probably because the heavenly soldiers and generals showed mercy and wanted their clansmen to die with dignity, so they mended the injured clansmen's bodies...

Qin Mo frowned secretly when he heard this, and stepped forward to interrupt his words of comfort to the clan members, and explained: "Elders, please don't cause trouble here. Stitching the wound before bandaging it can reduce necrosis and sores in the wound, which is conducive to healing and recovery."

"So, the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals are treating the seriously injured, not burying them."

"But if you continue to say those words, the injured who originally had a desire to survive will inevitably lose their temper. It is purely adding to the chaos!"

All the Tieshan clan members who had closed their eyes and were waiting for death opened their eyes in shock when they heard this.

The Tieshan clan shaman chief was also confused. He blinked his cloudy old eyes and asked, "Is that so?"

Qin Mo nodded firmly, walked to a swordsman, lifted the cloak on his shoulders and said, "Wait a minute, isn't this wound also sutured? It's almost healed!"

This swordsman was the guy who had stabbed Qin Mo with swords across the bulkhead on the fishing boat.

At that time, he was stabbed in the shoulder by Qin Mo. After entering Baozhu Village in the evening, Zhang Liang was dragged by a Yue woman to squeeze juice. Qin Mo personally treated his wound.

The Tieshan clan shaman chief and other clansmen stretched their necks and squinted their eyes to take a closer look. When they saw the wound on the swordsman's shoulder clearly, they all showed expressions of despair, as if they were mourning for their heirs.

"How could you be hurt?"

"How can a heavenly soldier or a heavenly general be injured?"

"Shouldn't it be invulnerable to swords and spears?"

The people of the Tieshan tribe were shouting and screaming, they simply didn't want to believe their eyes.

In the previous battle with the Panyu King's army, Qin Mo's superb shooting and the awe-inspiring battle formations of the swordsmen shocked them too much.

So much so that everyone, including the shaman chief of the Tieshan tribe, was willing to believe from the bottom of their hearts that Qin Mo was the real god and the swordsmen were the real heavenly soldiers and generals.

But now, faith has collapsed!

Qin Mo smacked his lips speechlessly: "..."

The brain circuits of fanatic believers are indeed unreasonable!

Shouldn't you be happy that you still have hope of living?

Qin Mo saw that they were shouting and fighting non-stop, and the wounds of some of the seriously injured guys began to bleed and were about to burst open, so he said helplessly: "He dared to provoke me, so I hurt him as a punishment!"

"Well……"

The Tieshan tribe was instantly stunned.

It is very logical for gods to punish heavenly soldiers.

Qin Mo shook his head secretly, but since these guys were willing to believe this, he followed suit and said: "God has an order for punishment. If one pawn is guilty, the whole team will be punished."

"Therefore, I not only punished him, but also took back the golden bodies of all the heavenly soldiers and generals."

"If there are brave men among you, you should challenge them after you recover from your injuries. The winner will become a heavenly soldier and follow me at my side!"

The so-called saying that if one soldier is guilty and the whole team is punished, it is naturally a law of the Qin army, and it is most appropriate to apply it to these undisciplined Yue people.

Moreover, this set of rhetoric perfectly forms a logical closed loop.

In order to prevent Zhang Liang and other swordsmen from getting injured in a collision in the future, and letting these Yue people see them, their faith will collapse again.

At the same time, it can also give them the belief to survive!

"Ouch~!"

A group of Yue people, young and strong, looked at Zhang Liang and others with fiery eyes, and let out excited and weird screams.

Those who were slightly injured picked up weapons and were eager to try them, as if they wanted to challenge everyone immediately.

Zhang Liang and the swordsmen could not understand the Yue language spoken by Qin Mo, but when they saw the young and strong Yue people looking at them with evil looks in their eyes, they couldn't help but feel wary.

"Junhou, what exactly did you say to these Yue people?"

Zhang Liang led the swordsmen back to Qin Mo and asked in a low voice.

Qin Mo replied truthfully: "I will let the Yue people challenge you. The winner can replace you and become my personal soldier."

Zhang Liang and the swordsmen paused for a moment, then turned to look at the excited Tieshan tribe, as well as the deer tribe and Baozhu tribe who were gradually gathering, and their scalps felt numb.

There are only sixty-six of them, and the young men of these three tribes add up to about two hundred people, and there are more tribes nearby that are about to arrive.

If everyone comes to challenge them, will there be any leisure time in the future?

They will be exhausted even to death!

Zhang Liang withdrew his gaze and asked thoughtfully: "Your Majesty, are you still remembering our grudges?"

Qin Mo looked at him inexplicably: "Why do you not hold grudges? This is about respecting the strong. This has always been the case in the military!"

Zhang Liang suddenly nodded, but said: "That day after the raft landed, the prince and Lady Lu went to hunt swans. In order to counter the prince, we set up wooden thorn traps wherever we passed..."

"The prince said that he would settle accounts with us afterwards, and it comes true here, right?"

Qin Mo glared and scolded: "Am I so petty in the eyes of brothers?!"

Zhang Liang and the swordsmen looked at each other, then nodded in unison.

They couldn't find fault with Qin Mo, but if he was being petty, they had learned the lesson.

For example, the wound on the shoulder of the guy who had his wound stitched up by Qin Mo himself had to be stitched up several times by Qin Mo. The stitches were so fine...

"Go, go, go, go~!"

Qin Mo waved his hands to disperse the people angrily.

…

The injured Tieshan tribe members settled down to recuperate after being treated, and Qin Mo also entered busy mode.

During the day, he worked with Zhang Liang and others to train the young men of the Baozhu tribe and the Lu tribe according to the detailed diagram of the mandarin duck formation that they had drawn previously, and instilled in them the laws of the Qin army to restrain them in the name of the decree of the gods.

In the evening, he taught them simple iron forging techniques, repeatedly forged the thick iron brought by the Tieshan tribe, and made the weapons required for the Mandarin Duck Formation according to the diagram.

In addition, the women, children, old and weak of the three tribes also worked overtime to make bows and arrows, leather armor and shields under the leadership of the three wizard chiefs.

Training and labor were hard work, so Qin Mo asked the logistics manager Lu Pheasant to take out the grain, rice and meat from the supplies of the three tribes and open up the supply.

Therefore, Yue people are happy with it. After all, being able to eat well and eat well is a beautiful life that they could not imagine in the past.

Especially those with big heads, they have gained weight visibly to the naked eye!

More than twenty days passed by, and the injured young men of the Tieshan tribe gradually recovered and returned to the team.

The nearby Yue tribes also came one after another with offerings and supplies.

There are not as many tribes as expected. Including the Baozhu, Tieshan and Lu tribes, there are only nine tribes.

The young and strong, plus the selected teenagers, barely managed to make up a thousand people!

During this period, the fierce and young Yue people would challenge Zhang Liang and others from time to time.

But without exception, they all failed.

Because Zhang Liang is a thief and unreasonable.

When he asked the swordsmen to train Yue people to be young and strong, he secretly took note of the skills of Yue people who were strong and strong.

If a Yue man who is good at fighting challenges someone, he will challenge him with a swordsman who is good at archery. He will compete with his archery skills and is unwilling to compete with others.

In the same way, if a Yue who is good at archery challenges someone, he will fight with a swordsman who is good at fighting. It is better to fight than to fight, and if he is not willing, it is better to get out!

But even so, Zhang Liang and others were overwhelmed by the constant stream of challengers.

Because after a challenger loses once, he will work hard on his weaknesses in private and challenge again every few days, as if he wants to evolve a group of all-round Yue warriors...

Becoming a heavenly soldier or general is an irresistible temptation for fanatic believers!

"God, the Crown Prince of Panyu led many Panyu soldiers and countless tribal warriors to attack Baozhu Village."

“It’s still half a day’s journey at most!”

Kun, sweating profusely, rushed back to Baozhu Village and reported to Qin Mo.

Qin Mo couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. He asked this guy to learn mathematics. He studied for more than 20 days, but he didn't make any progress.

Many soldiers, countless tribal warriors...it's lucky that he can speak out.

If he were in the Qin army, reporting military information in such a deceptive manner would be enough to kill his head a hundred times!

"Where are the heavenly soldiers who went with you to watch out?" Qin Mo asked speechlessly.

"He's walking slowly and is still behind... By the way, he asked me to give this to the gods."

Kun took out two wooden boards that were joined together from his arms and presented them respectfully.

Qin Mo took the wooden board, took off the rope and started to look at it: [Three hundred soldiers and more than five thousand tribal warriors.]

At this time, the nine shaman chiefs who had received the news also arrived. The shaman chief of the Baozhu tribe, who was lame, took the lead and bowed his hands: "I dare to ask the gods, but the army of King Panyu is coming to kill?"

In the past few days, no other tribe has come to join us.

The nine shaman chiefs knew that most of the remaining tribes nearby were content with the status quo and were unwilling to give up.

Moreover, among those tribes that were unwilling to cause trouble, there must have been a few rebels who had tipped off the King of Panyu!

"The Crown Prince of Panyu personally leads the army. There are 300 soldiers and more than 5,000 tribal warriors."

Qin Mo didn't hide anything and told the truth.

The faces of the nine witch chiefs all turned pale, but when they saw the more than a thousand people training in the open space in front of the village, they seemed to have regained some confidence, and they all gritted their teeth and said: "Fight!"

Come on, the supplies that were originally given to the King of Panyu have almost been consumed, so we can’t help but fight.

Otherwise, even if they surrender, the son of the King of Panyu will massacre them and frighten other tribes!

Qin Mo saw all the changes in their expressions and said solemnly: "You take the women, children, the elderly and the weak, as well as the remaining supplies, and go to the beach to wait."

"If we are defeated, three plumes of smoke will be ignited. Once you see it, take refuge at sea immediately."

"After escaping the search by the Panyu Crown Prince's army, he rushed north along the coast and sought refuge with Qin officials..."

Qin Mo said, took out a silk handkerchief wrapped with several pearls, handed it solemnly to Lu Pheasant beside him, and said, "Don't you always want to go home?

"Give these to a woman named Yu Ji for me, or to the eldest princess of Qin, and they will arrange for you properly!"

Lu Pheasant didn't look happy at all, but shed tears and said: "Why don't you, the princes, go to sea together for a while, and then return to Qin to mobilize the army?"

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The nine shaman chiefs all knelt at Qin Mo's feet and cried bitterly: "Please also ask the gods and sons to go to the sea to take shelter together!"

Qin Mo smiled, waved his hand and said cheerfully: "It's not like we will definitely lose. I'm just taking precautions before they happen and leaving you with a way out."

"Actually, if we fight at home, we have a good location, and there are people to draw with, the odds of winning are not even 10 to 10, but about the same!"

Lu Pheasant and the nine shaman chiefs still wanted to persuade them, but Qin Mo didn't give them a chance. He strode towards the general ordering platform at the training ground and shouted: "Gather~!"

Boom——

Dong Dong——

Dong dong dong——

The big cowhide drum was beating, and the Yue soldiers who were sweating profusely in training all lowered their posture and gathered under the stage towards General Dian.

After more than twenty days of intensive training, there are still some results!

More than a thousand Yue warriors, organized into a team of thirteen, gathered under Shi Chang's back flag and quickly lined up to form a thousand-man formation.

Qin Mo nodded secretly, and when the war drums stopped, he loudly said: "The Crown Prince of Panyu led 300 soldiers and 5,000 tribesmen to kill them. According to this, it is only half a day's journey away."

The formation of thousands of people was silent, but the expressions on everyone's faces were a mix of fear and excitement.

Qin Mo pointed at the nine shaman chiefs in the audience and said: "I asked the shaman chiefs to take the old, weak, women and children to the beach for temporary refuge. If we cannot win, they will flee to the sea to Qin to find a way out."

"The witch chiefs said that since we can flee to Qin to make a living, we don't have to fight the Panyu army. We all go to sea and flee directly to Qin..."

Qin Mo paused slightly, glanced at the Yue warriors who were obviously moved, and suddenly said coldly: "But, I refused!"

"Because if you run away, you will be a coward and a lonely ghost for the rest of your life."

"Even if you escape to Qin, what will you do if the locals oppress you? Do you continue to flee? Do you continue to be a coward?"

"If you want to straighten your spine and live a decent life, then follow me and chop off the head of the Crown Prince of Panyu, and then chop off the head of the King of Panyu..."

Choking——

Qin Mo pulled out the big iron sword: "Follow me to the battle. If anyone dares to bully you, go and chop off his head!"

More than a thousand Yue warriors raised their weapons and roared savagely: "Ouch! Cut off the head of the Crown Prince of Panyu! Cut off the head of the King of Panyu~!!!"

(End of chapter)