Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 95 Cut off the head of Prince Panyu!

The witch chief of the Tieshan clan came to the place where the injured clansmen were being treated, took a black-gray stone from among the supplies he brought, and presented it to Qin Mo respectfully.

"This is the stone of the Iron Mountain in our family. I wonder if it can enter the eyes of the gods?"

Qin Mo took it and looked it over, weighed it again, and finally tried to rub against the armor.

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The ore is automatically adsorbed on the bright silver armor, and the magnetic force is not small.

Qin Mo nodded and praised: "Magnet rich ore has at least [-]% iron content, so it can be directly put into the furnace to extract iron, which is extremely rare."

Today's Daqin iron smelting technology was experimented by him and a group of skilled craftsmen bit by bit, so he has a lot of knowledge that he didn't understand in his previous life, but now he knows it well.

It's not even half a smelting expert.

Qin Mo asked the Tieshan Clan witch chief to go to work on his own, while he checked the supplies brought by the Tieshan Clan.

Except for half of the rice grains, leather, linen... and other miscellaneous materials, the remaining half are all rough-smelted iron lumps and a small amount of copper ingots.

Just as the offerings of the Baozhu tribe are mainly large pearls, the offerings of the deer tribe are mainly smoked venison, and the offerings of the Tieshan tribe are mainly iron and copper.

Well, iron and copper in the south are mostly associated mines, the difference is only more iron or copper, and other non-ferrous precious metals are also associated!
"Heavenly Soldiers and Heaven will sew your bodies together so that you will not be buried in broken bodies after death, and you will be able to enter the palace of the gods intact at that time, and you will never suffer from hunger again..."

Qin Mo was checking the quality of those thick iron lumps, but sad prayers sounded beside him.

Turning his head to look, it was the Tieshan tribe's shaman chief who was comforting the injured tribe.

However, maybe even he didn't believe his babbling words, the sadness on his face was beyond words, and the muddy old eyes were filled with tears.

The Tieshan tribe came here to join forces to make a way for the tribe to survive, but now they have not seen the way to survive, but half of the tribe has been killed by the King of Panyu's army.

Almost all the lucky survivors were wounded. As far as the medical methods of the Yueren tribe were concerned, anyone with a slightly more serious injury would be doomed!
And Zhang Liang and the other swordsmen were ordered to treat the wounded Tieshan people, and for those who were slightly injured by gold, they would suture their wounds.

This scene fell in the eyes of the Iron Mountain Clan's head shaman, probably because the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals showed mercy and wanted their clansmen to die with dignity, so they sewed and mended the wounded clansmen...

Hearing this, Qin Mo frowned secretly, stepped forward to interrupt his comforting words to the clansmen, and explained: "Don't make trouble here, elders, the wounds are stitched up and then bandaged, which can reduce wound necrosis and sores, and is conducive to healing and recovery."

"So, Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals are treating the seriously injured, not burying them."

"However, if your words continue, the wounded who originally had the desire to survive will inevitably feel discouraged. This is purely adding to the chaos!"

All the Tieshan clan members who closed their eyes and waited to die, all opened their eyes in astonishment when they heard this.

The head shaman of the Tieshan clan was also confused, blinking his cloudy old eyes and asking, "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 stitched up? It's about to heal!"

This swordsman was the guy who stabbed Qin Mo with his sword on the fishing boat before, separated by the bulkhead.

At that time, he was stabbed in the shoulder by Qin Mo. After entering Baozhu Village at night, Zhang Liang was dragged away by a Yue woman to extract juice, and Qin Mo personally treated the wound for him.

The head shaman of the Tieshan clan and the clan members stretched their necks and squinted their eyes for a closer look. After seeing the wound on the swordsman's shoulder clearly, they all showed mournful and desperate expressions.

"How could you be injured?"

"How could the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals be injured?"

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

The people of Tieshan tribe screamed, they couldn't believe their eyes.

In the previous battle with King Panyu's army, Qin Mo's sharp shots and swordsmen's awe-inspiring battle formation really shocked them too much.

So much so that everyone, including the head shaman of the Tieshan tribe, was willing to believe that Qin Mo was the real god of heaven, and the swordsmen were the real heavenly soldiers and generals.

But now, faith has collapsed!
Qin Mo smacked his lips speechlessly: "..."

The brain circuit of fanatics is really unreasonable!

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

Qin Mo saw that they were fighting non-stop, and that the wounds of some of the seriously injured guys were bleeding, and they were about to burst, so he said helplessly, "He dared to provoke this deity, so this deity wounded him as punishment!"

"Uh……"

The Tieshan people fell silent in an instant.

It is logical that the gods can punish the heavenly soldiers.

Qin Mo shook his head secretly, but since these guys are willing to believe in this, he followed suit and said: "God's punishment has orders, if a soldier is guilty, the whole team will be punished."

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

"If there are brave ones, you should challenge them after you recover from your injuries. The winner will be a heavenly soldier, and follow this deity!"

The so-called one guilty and the whole team punished is naturally the Qin Army's decree, and it is most appropriate to apply to these loose Yue people.

And this set of rhetoric perfectly forms a logical closed loop.

In order to prevent Zhang Liang and the other swordsmen from bumping into each other and getting hurt in the future, these Yue people will lose their faith again when they see each other.

At the same time, it can also give them the belief in survival!
"Awww~!"

A group of Yue people were young and strong, looking at Zhang Liang and the others with fiery eyes, and screamed excitedly.

Those with minor injuries were even more eager to take up weapons, as if they wanted to challenge everyone immediately.

Zhang Liang and the other swordsmen couldn't understand the language of the Yue people spoken by Qin Mo, but when they saw the young and strong Yue people looking at him, they were all full of evil spirits, and they couldn't help feeling wary.

"Junhou, what did you tell these Yue people?"

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

Qin Mo replied truthfully: "I asked the young and strong Yue people to challenge you, and the winner can replace you and be my personal soldier."

Zhang Liang and the swordsmen froze for a moment, turned their heads to look at the excited Tieshan tribe, and the young and strong Lu tribe and Baozhu tribe who gradually gathered, their scalps felt numb.

There are only 66 of them, and there are probably 200 young and strong members of the three tribes, and there are more tribes coming from nearby.

If everyone came to challenge them one by one, would there be a leisurely life in the future?

Tired and exhausted them!

Zhang Liang withdrew his gaze, and asked thoughtfully, "Your Majesty, don't you still remember our grudge?"

Qin Mo looked at him inexplicably: "Why do you hold grudges but not grudges? This is the respect of the strong, and this has always been the case in the army!"

Zhang Liang nodded suddenly, but said in his mouth: "That day after the raft landed, Junhou and Lady Lu went to hunt swans. In order to counter the Junhou, we set up a wooden thorn trap at the place where we passed..."

"Your Majesty said that he would settle accounts with us afterwards, so it was fulfilled here, right?"

Qin Mo stared and blamed: "Could it be that I am so narrow-minded in the eyes of the brothers?!"

Zhang Liang and the swordsmen exchanged glances, then nodded in unison.

They couldn't find fault with Qin Mo, but if they were narrow-minded, they had actually been taught.

For example, the guy whose wound was stitched up by Qin Mo himself, the wound on his shoulder was stitched up by Qin Mo forcibly, and the stitches were so fine...

"Go away~!"

Qin Mo angrily waved his hands to disperse everyone.

……

The injured Tieshan clan members settled down to recuperate after receiving medical treatment, and Qin Mo also entered a busy mode.

During the day, together with Zhang Liang and others, according to the detailed diagram of the mandarin duck formation drawn earlier, they trained the young and strong of the Baozhu and Lu tribes, and instilled the laws of the Qin army to restrain them in the name of the decrees of the gods.

In the evening, they taught them simple iron forging techniques, repeatedly forged the rough iron brought by the Tieshan tribe, and forged the weapons needed for the mandarin duck array according to the map.

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 witch leaders.

The training and labor were hard work, so Qin Mo asked Lu Zhi, the head of logistics, to take out the grain, rice and meat from the supplies of the three clans and open up the supply.

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

Especially those big-headed boys, who have gained weight visibly with the naked eye!

More than 20 days passed in a flash, and the injured Tieshan tribe returned to the team one after another.

The nearby Yue tribes also came to join them with offerings.

Not as many as expected, plus the Baozhu, Tieshan, and Lu tribes, there are only nine tribes.

Young and strong plus the selected youngsters, barely made up a thousand people!
During this period, the tough young and strong Yue people would challenge Zhang Liang and others from time to time.

But without exception, all were defeated.

Because Zhang Liang is a rogue and unreasonable.

When he asked the swordsmen to train the young and strong Yueren, he secretly wrote down the strengths of the strong Yueren.

The Yue people who are good at fighting challenged them, and they fought with the swordsmen who were good at archery.

In the same way, if a Yueren who is good at archery challenges him, he will fight with a swordsman who is good at fighting. It's like fighting, and if you don't want to be like get out!
But even so, Zhang Liang and others were exhausted from the continuous challengers.

Because after the challenger loses once, he will practice his weaknesses in private, and challenge again every few days, as if he wants to evolve a group of all-round Yueren fighters...

Becoming a heavenly soldier and general is an irresistible temptation for fanatics!
"God, Prince Panyu led many Panyu soldiers and countless tribe warriors to kill Baozhu Village."

"At most half a day away!"

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

Qin Mo couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, and asked this guy to learn math. After learning it for more than 20 days, he didn't make any progress.

Many soldiers, countless tribal warriors... Thanks to him being able to speak.

If this is in the Qin army, such a foolish report of the military situation is enough to behead his dog's head a hundred times!
"Where's the Heavenly Soldiers who accompanied you to guard?" Qin Mo asked speechlessly.

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

Kun took out two wooden boards from his bosom and presented them respectfully.

Qin Mo took the wooden board, untied the rope and started to watch: [Three hundred armored soldiers, more than five thousand tribal fighters. 】

At this time, the nine witch chiefs who got the news also rushed over, and the leader of the Baozhu tribe, who was lame, raised his hands and said, "Dare to ask the gods, but the army of King Panyu has come?"

In the past few days, no tribe has come to meet up.

The nine shamans knew in their hearts that most of the remaining tribes nearby were content with the status quo and were unwilling to give up.

And those tribes who don't want to come to make trouble, there must be a few rebellious boys who have reported to Panyu Wang!
"Prince Panyu personally led the army. There were three hundred armored soldiers and more than five thousand tribal fighters."

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

The faces of the nine shamans all turned pale, but seeing 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!"

It's all here, the consecrated materials originally given to the King of Panyu are almost consumed now, so you can't do it if you don't fight.

Otherwise, even if they surrender, the prince of King Panyu will slaughter them and deter other tribes!
Qin Mo had a panoramic view of their changing expressions, and said solemnly: "You take the women, children, old and weak, and the rest of your supplies to the beach first."

"If we are defeated, there will be three beacons of smoke. When you see them, go to sea and take refuge immediately."

"After escaping the capture of Prince Panyu's army, he rushed to the north along the coast and sought refuge with Qin officials..."

As Qin Mo said, he took out a silk handkerchief wrapped with a few pearls, solemnly handed it to Lu Zhi beside him, and said, "Didn't you always want to go home?
"Give these to a woman named Yuji for me, or to Princess Daqin, and they will arrange you properly!"

Lu Zhi didn't look happy at all, but wept sadly: "Why don't you go to sea together for a while, then return to Qin to mobilize the army?"

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The nine wizards all prostrated themselves at Qin Mo's feet, weeping bitterly and saying, "I also invite the gods and sons to go to sea together for a while!"

Qin Mo smiled, waved his hands and said casually, "It's not that I'm sure I'll lose, I'm just taking precautions and leaving you a way out."

"Actually, we are fighting at home, occupying the best location, and we have people to fight with. The odds of winning are not to say [-] to [-], but not to bad!"

Lu Pheasant and the nine shamans still wanted to persuade them, but Qin Mo didn't give them a chance. He strode towards the training platform and shouted: "Assemble~!"

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dong dong——

dong dong dong-

The buffalo drum was beating, and the Yue soldiers who were sweating profusely in training all put away their posture and gathered the audience at Xiangdian.

After more than 20 days of intensive training, there are still some results after all!
More than a thousand Yue soldiers, with 13 people as a team, gathered under the flag of Shichang, and quickly lined up to form a thousand-man formation.

Qin Mo watched and nodded secretly, and when the drums stopped, he said loudly: "The crown prince of Panyu led three hundred soldiers, and five thousand tribal warriors came here, so it's only half a day's journey."

The crowd of thousands of people was silent, but the expressions on each and every one of them showed a mixture of fear and excitement.

Qin Mo pointed to the nine witch chiefs who were under the stage, and said: "I asked the witch chiefs to take the old and the weak, women and children to the seaside for shelter. If we can't win, they will go to the sea and flee to Qin to find a way out."

"The shamans 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 visibly moved Yue warriors, and suddenly said coldly: "But, the deity refused!"

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

"Even if you fled to Qin, what should you do if the locals bully you? Should you continue to escape? Continue to be a coward?"

"I want to be a man with a straight back, and I want to live a dignified life, so I follow my deity to cut off the head of the Prince of Panyu, and then the head of the King of Panyu..."

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Qin Mo pulled out the big iron sword: "Follow me to fight, whoever dares to bully you, I will cut off his head!"

More than a thousand Yue soldiers raised their weapons high, and then let out a barbaric roar: "Aww! Cut off the head of Prince Panyu!! Cut off the head of King Panyu~!!!"

(End of this chapter)