At least the shackles they brought with them were definitely enough.
Who would have thought that the orc would come up with such a brilliant move and end the battle early, leaving Xuan and Xia staring at so many prisoners in amazement.
Thinking of this, Xia was a little amused, but he also hoped that the battle could end as soon as possible. After all, it was very cold to stay outside in the winter.
He raised his head and called out to Fei, who quickly came over. He transformed into a humanoid form and sat on Xia's back, rubbing his arms and mumbling, "It's so cold. Can I go back to Qingshan City now? I want to sleep in bed."
Xia turned to look at him and said, "You're not the kind of orc who needs to hibernate. I remember you're quite cold-resistant."
"Is there any connection between my cold resistance and my fear of cold? My cold resistance only proves that it is difficult for me to be frozen to death in winter, but I will also feel cold. Why should I torture myself and freeze when I have a warm bed?" Fei Fei sat with her legs crossed and kept stuffing her hands and feet into Xia's thick fur.
Xia: "...bring back some shackles and Void Strength Grass when you return to Qingshan City."
As Xia spoke, he shook off the snow on his body, then shook Fei off. Fei fell into the snow and created a human-shaped pit.
After climbing out of the pit, Fei patted the snow off his body, then changed into animal form and said, "Okay, I'll take a few more people back to get it."
Fei quickly picked out a few flying orcs and returned to Qingshan City with him, while Yang and others used the existing shackles to handcuff all the captives in order of strength from highest to lowest.
The rest were tied tightly with some strong vines.
The airdrop team delivering food showed up on time, and everyone started to set up camp on the spot and make a fire to cook. The food was not cooked yet, but the aroma had already wafted out.
The people in Qingshan City were fine. Although they had been lying in ambush outside for such a long time, they had always been supplied with supplies, so they never went hungry.
The captives, on the other hand, were already tired and hungry, having experienced a great battle. When everything was over, many of them simply lay motionless on the snow. Even when the people from Qingshan City tried to tie them up, they did not resist and did not move, allowing the people from Qingshan City to tie them up.
At this time, the northern orcs, who had been lying like dead fish with their companions to resist the cold and hunger, smelled the delicious food of the orcs from Qingshan City. They slowly opened their eyes and looked towards the steaming pot.
Gu——
The sounds came one after another. The northern orcs, who had been too hungry and no longer felt hungry, began to feel their stomachs rumble uncontrollably again and make sounds the moment they smelled the fragrance of food.
There was even a slight cramping because the stomach was empty.
Yang didn't even glance at them. After preparing the food and ensuring his own people were well fed and watered, he looked at the leftover vegetable leaves and broken bones removed from the food preparation and said to an orc next to him, "Gather these and make a pot of stew for them. Just don't starve to death."
It was freezing cold, so it was not suitable for them to bring too much supplies when they went out to ambush people, nor was it convenient for them to go hunting. Therefore, their food was delivered by the flying orcs every two days, and they would only have one full meal to last them for a few days. It was basically impossible for there to be any left over for the prisoners.
And even if there were any leftovers, I would never give them good food.
Just take some of the unwanted ones and make do with them so that they don’t starve to the point of rebelling.
Seeing the tribesmen starting to collect vegetable leaves and broken bones on the ground, Yang frowned. These people originally came to invade the south and attack Qingshan City. Now they have been defeated and captured. Why do they need their own tribesmen to serve them and cook for them in the end?
Thinking of this, he said again, "Don't do it. Go pick out some slightly more obedient prisoners and let them do it themselves."
As he spoke, he looked around at the prisoners. "Don't pick those in shackles. Choose from those tied with vines. Oh, and don't pick those from the God Tribe either."
When the tribesman heard Yang's words, he put down the vegetable leaves he had just picked up, and then called a few of his companions to pick people from the pile of prisoners.
Because of Yang's words, they directly skipped the northern orcs in shackles. After walking around the northern orcs tied up with vines for a few times, they pointed at a person whose strength was relatively weak among the northern orcs and asked the other northern orcs, "Is this person from the God Tribe?"
The orc who was pointed out and the orcs from his tribe seemed a little flustered and said quickly, "We are not from the God Tribe."
The orcs from Qingshan City nodded, then pointed to some other orcs and asked the same question.
After confirming that none of them were from the God Tribe, they picked out twenty of the weakest orcs who could be easily subdued by them.
Yang spoke softly, and not many northern orcs heard him. Among the orcs who were picked out, about ten of them obviously didn't understand the situation. There was a hint of panic in their eyes, fearing that Qingshan City would suddenly go into a murderous rage and capture and kill them.
If the orcs of Qingshan City were facing the people they rescued, they would patiently explain to them. However, when facing the northern orcs who invaded the south, they were lucky enough to remember to give them something to eat in this snowy wilderness.
It was not until they were untied and pushed next to the stone stove that they came to their senses. Several northern orcs who heard Yang's words immediately started to get busy.
Those confused northern orcs also subconsciously started to work.
"What are we doing..." an orc whispered to another orc who seemed to know the situation.
"Pick up the vegetable leaves and bones they don't want and make soup." The orc paused before continuing, "This is food for all of us. We were chosen to do this."
As orcs from the northern tribes where wars are frequent, they naturally know that those who are defeated and captured cannot expect the victors to prepare food for them.
However, what made them feel at ease but also uneasy was that there were no slaves in the South, so those who were captured were unlikely to become slaves, which made them feel a little relieved.
But it was precisely because there were no slaves in the South that made them feel uneasy.
They were not sure what these southern orcs would do to them after capturing them. If not slaves, then what would they be?
They were confused here, and Xia was also having a headache about how to arrange them.
He turned around twice in frustration. If Xia was a person from the modern world, he would probably have become bald from worry by now.
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