A leaf fell from the canopy of the dense forest, rolling over the corpse of a giant spider, the thick black and purple blood and the protein juice that had curdled into a milky white solid flowed to the ground, and on the battlefield lay several corpses of giant spiders, which looked like a pile of minced flesh that had been completely dismembered.The surviving giant spiders were wrapped in large webs, all the legs on their bodies were cut off, and they looked like big balls of meat that were extremely disgusting, and black and purple pus and blood kept flowing out from the wounds at the root of the legs, and their lungs kept opening and closing, looking full of fear, and their bodies were gasping for breath, like a herd of cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.The orc warriors who came out of the Xinliu Valley sat together, quietly waiting for my treatment.They are very strong, just a simple hydrotherapy will make those hideous-looking wounds heal quickly, but in order to prevent those wounds from being re-infected, I began to teach them how to use hemostatic bandages correctly, including how to clean the wounds thoroughly, the correct bandaging method of hemostatic bandages, etc.I carefully bandaged the wounds of each orc warrior, and then told them in orc language one by one what to pay attention to when bandaging their wounds.Takama crouched beside me, helping me, she was very curious about my theory, she was always very serious about using the hemostatic bandage, and sometimes, she would even put the freshly opened hemostatic bandage under her nose and smell it, the bandage was smeared with a layer of hemostatic ointment made by the secret method of the orc tribe, I think Takama was very interested in the thin layer of ointment.The severed black tentacles were bundled into four bundles and piled aside.These tentacles will be made into sharp short spears, this kind of bone short spears are more suitable for those orc warriors to throw, after all, they are still lacking in strength compared to male orc warriors, these are the trophies of our battle this time, I thought, maybe I should send these sharp tentacle spears to the imperial capital free market to sell.Thirty-three giant spiders were trapped in the net, but the physical condition of these giant spiders was not very good, some spiders had some sharp crossbow arrows in their bodies, and those injured giant spiders hissed painfully every time they breathed.These captured giant spiders are another great asset to me.It seems that although it costs a few very expensive Frostnova magic scrolls, the gains after the victory are still very huge.But for Karantso, these giant spiders are some big troubles.There are not enough orcs in Xinliu Valley to manage these giant spiders, counting the twenty-seven giant spiders that originally existed in Xinliu Valley, I already have sixty of these big guys, but there are only seven orcs who can spin silk in their spare time, and the lack of productivity makes it impossible for the silk reeling to unfold normally."
You need a bunch of slaves, or these big guys will be transported back to the underground caves and left for nothing."
Karantso looked at the natives of the Hiero plane not far away, and said to me lightly.Looking at her appearance, as long as I nodded at this time, she would not hesitate to arrest all the natives of the Hiero plane, she was like a female leopard full of wildness.I hesitated, originally, I was going to buy some slaves in Tanton City, where the slave market must be very prosperous, but now I don't have that in mind, those spider-man armies are just outside Tanton City, maybe that city will be a tomb of death."
I know I'll come up with a good idea to get the best of both worlds, and when we get to Tanton City, these things will be settled, and I can buy some slaves on the free market!"
I glanced at the Hiero natives who were performing the soul ritual and said to Karantso."
Actually, the captured slaves are no different from the slaves you bought."
Karantso insisted on her opinion, and she wanted me to understand what she meant.Actually, just by looking at her burning eyes, I knew what she was thinking, but I didn't do that, I shook my head slightly, and chose not to talk about it, and when Karantso saw that I no longer mentioned the slave matter, he shook his head angrily and turned to sit aside to rest.The orc warriors on the side saw Karantso's gloomy face, and they couldn't vent their anger, and they were all silent, for fear of setting themselves on fire.Among these orc warriors, the female leader of the orc tribe had supreme authority, and no orc warrior dared to approach her when she was angry.She seems to be able to show her gentle side only in front of me."
What I need is the kind of slave who is willing and doesn't have to sign any magical contracts!"
I leaned over and whispered in Karantso's ear.When she heard me say this, her pretty face seemed to be dyed red.I don't want to send orc warriors to capture those natives at this time, but I just don't want to buy the seeds of hatred in their hearts.The natives of the Hiero plane have a strong tribal concept, they believe in the spirits of their ancestors like the orcs, and sometimes, they will choose dignity in the face of dignity and death, which is the most terrifying.These natives remind me of the last time William broke into the tribe of the natives, took the treasures they enshrined in front of the ancestors' spiritual thrones, and provoked the natives to lure the spiders into our camp, causing us a great deal of trouble, I feel that those natives can even give their lives for certain things at some time.In today's battle, these natives also fully embodied this, those strong men, none of them chose to flee secretly in danger, they were always protecting the young, the women and the elderly.This is a group of indigenous people who can make me feel that I should be respected.Kig crouched next to a dead giant spider, gently covering his mouth and nose with a silk scarf, then used a scimitar to cut the giant spider's abdomen, and used a long spider tentacle to carefully hook out the poisonous sac in the giant spider's abdomen.She took out the water bag, uncorked it, poured out a stream of clear water, and washed the poison sac on the tip of the tentacle several times, and finally, after washing off the blood, the poison sac revealed its original appearance.The giant spider's venom sac was the size of a palm, soft and lying on its stomach like a translucent fish bladder, and a thick green viscous liquid was wandering around in it, exuding a smell of acid, Qige covered his nose, his eyes were as flexible as a clear spring, narrowed slightly, took out an empty bottle, carefully hung the poison sac on the top of the empty bottle, and then poured the green juice in the poison sac into the bottle.Plugged in the cork, she sat down on a clean stone, casually placed the potion bottle beside her, untied the silk scarf that covered her mouth and nose, exhaled a long breath, and gently straightened her sideburns.A beam of light shines through the gaps in the canopy and leaves of the dense forest, shining straight into the dark dense forest.At this moment, I saw her extremely focused appearance in Qige, and suddenly I felt the blood in my chest gushing out, and the heart-pounding feeling made my face seem to burn like fire.Kig looked up at me suspiciously, then turned his gaze to the vial of venom.She was fascinated by any magic potion material.She would try to deal with them in different ways, she would neutralize the different kinds of potions, and then see how they reacted when they fused together.Her beauty is like a ruby that burns in the night, radiating a soul-stirring light.Her madness about magical potions was one of almost fanaticism, and she always had very bold ideas and dared to act on them, and although most of the experiments ended in failure, she had succeeded at least three times.I don't know why, those giant spiders were so afraid of Zige, and whenever Qige tried to get close to the giant spiders that were trapped in the giant web, the bodies of those big ones in the tons would tremble, and I could clearly feel the horror in their dark eyes.The spiders seemed to know very well who was the most terrifying of these people.The chorus of sorrow echoed in the forest, and although I could not understand the language of the natives of the Hiero plane, the sadness, the awe of life and death, the worship of the soul, could be felt in the song.The faces of the natives were sad and desolate, and the men silently gathered together the bodies of the tribesmen who had fallen on the battlefield.They chose to dig a deep pit under a tall giant tree, and the big pit was filled with the thick roots of the big tree, and the dead natives were wrapped in a layer of dead bark, and the layers were spread in the big pit, and the roots of those big trees would be spread on the bark that wrapped the corpses, and after each layer, they would be covered with a new layer of soil, and then they would continue to be filled with the bodies of the natives, and then a layer of roots of the trees would be laid, and then a layer of soil would be laid out and the women and children would sit next to the big tree and cry softly.
The old man would sit cross-legged beside the pit and sing an old song, and those dry voices wept like a cry, and the song seemed to guide the souls to the embrace of their ancestors.A huge tribe of nearly 3,000 people, under the round-up of the giant spider alone, more than 1,000 natives died under the spider's kiss, and nearly 7,800 of the remaining less than 2,000 natives were injured, and only half of the survivors remained.The natives gathered together and looked at us vigilantly, and in their team, there were not too many strong men, more women and children, and some old people gathered together, and the atmosphere of the whole tribe was very depressing, and there was no joy in the aftermath of the disaster, and no one came up to express their gratitude to us.It seems that some of the things that the Grand Duke of Samoyed has done on the Hiero plane in the past few years are very unpopular!
Before I could do it, I asked three orc warriors who had regained some strength to pick up all the giant spider legs scattered on the battlefield and carry them to the big trees where the natives had gathered, and pile them together.I walked over on my own, standing next to the pile of spider legs, quietly waiting, hoping that someone would come out and talk to me.The natives looked at the orc warriors nervously, but when the orc warriors turned and left, and I was the only one who stayed where I was, their expressions relaxed again, obviously they were not very hostile to me, at least they knew in their hearts that it was our people who saved them.Sure enough, after standing for a short time, I saw an elderly native, who was slowly coming out of the crowd, wearing a rare coarse linen dress, his hair was gray, he was holding a wooden staff in his hand, and a string of wood-grain ornaments around his neck, like a necklace.His wrinkled face was like the vicissitudes of time, and his deep eyes contained the light of wisdom, and he stood silently in front of me, his gaze resting on me, the gaze in his eyes calm and waveless, without gratitude or hatred.He spoke in a very jerky imperial Chinese: "Grimm?
”I replied, "The province of Sloyd, in the north of the Grimm Empire." ”He seemed to have limited knowledge, but after a moment's hesitation, he said to me, "I don't know what you Imperial people are going to do next, but before I do that, I should at least express my gratitude to you and to these valiant warriors for saving our fellow tribesmen from dying under the spider's kiss!"
”"I'm sorry I wasn't able to help you more."
My eyes fell on the spider legs, and I continued, "No matter where you are going, the road ahead will be full of difficulties and dangers.Maybe you need some food, and I'll give you these spider legs for free. ”"Although I don't have a good impression of the Grimm, I am grateful for your ability to lend a helping hand when we are in danger!
Say what you mean, young magician. ”"I need some people from your tribe!"
The old native's eyes darkened, his gaze became sharper, staring at me, and the voice he made was like hatred in his bones, and he asked me, "You are also one of those slave hunters among the Grimm people?"
”"No, if I were a slave hunter, I don't think I would have to waste so much of my words here, you have seen my warriors, they are all battle-hardened, they can capture you without difficulty, but this is not what I need, I do not hate you Hieros, and I do not need slaves."
I spread my hands and said to the old native man with great seriousness.I set my eyes on the injured natives under the tree, and then said to the old native, "What I want is these wounded people, whether it's women, children, old people." ”The old native looked at me with some surprise, not quite understanding what I meant."
Okay, then I'll just say what I think!"
I was honest with the Native Elder.He assumed a posture of listening intently.I glanced at the wounded in the crowd again, spread out my finger at those people, and said to the indigenous elders: "Maybe I say something ugly, but sometimes these cruel things are the reality, these injured people, I think it will be difficult for them to adapt to the next long journey, most of the injured will become a burden on your migration journey, and more people may die on the way to migration, so I would like to ask the elder if you can hand over these wounded people to me, I will be responsible for healing their injuries, and I will spend the next few days, Keep them safe and provide them with food, however, these are not unpaid, I need them to work for me. ”"Yes, they are not like those slaves, we don't have a slave contract, but a ten-year labor contract."
When I said this, my face was full of remembrance, this word, probably an exclusive noun that will only exist in another time and space, is very rapping when I say it in imperial Chinese."
Labor contract?"
The native elders looked at me in amazement, repeating my words."
That's right, they need to work in my workshop for ten years, and as a reward for their labor, I will pay them some money every month, and the cost of treatment, food, and other expenses will be deducted from these money, and after ten years, I will give you back my freedom, and all those who have worked for me for ten years can take the income of their labor and go where they want."
I spoke my mind to the Indigenous elders."
As long as ten years, I only need ten years, and I will give you back my freedom."
Seeing that the face of the indigenous elder was a little cloudy, and it was obvious that his heart was struggling, I continued: "Even if you refuse, it doesn't matter, I don't think you people can go far with those wounded?
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