"There are too many of them. Even the existing prisons can't hold them all." Xia changed back into human form, wearing a calf-length leather windbreaker with a hood on his head to block the falling snow. The collar was wide open to reveal his chest, and a belt was tied around his waist to hold the clothes together, outlining his slender waistline.
As the third orc to complete his evolution in Qingshan City, Qiuye made a lot of clothes for him after knowing that he was quite good at changing clothes.
After being groomed by Qiu Ye, his already charming appearance became even more charming, and his looks improved significantly.
At this time, he was sitting on the snow, supporting his forehead with his right hand, looking extremely distressed. It would have been more vivid if he had a cigarette in his left hand.
Xuan was also sitting on the snow, leaning his hands back to look at the sky, and weakly called out, "Yuqing~"
Just as the two of them were scowling, Fu came over. He walked over to Xuan and Xia, changed back into human form, and said, "Don't worry too much. Restrict them from transforming into beast form, then divide them into teams of 1,000 each and find a place for them to build their own wooden sheds."
"It's cold, and they can't transform into their animal forms. They won't run around or cause trouble, unless they want to die."
Xuan and Xia turned to look at Fu in surprise. Fu smiled and said, "If they capture a large number of slaves at once... that's how they deal with the prisoners of war. Even though we captured too many this time, we can still do the same."
Then, Fu suppressed his smile and said, "Even the people in our prison have a much better life than those who were captured after the defeat over there. At least we don't abuse them. Even if they only eat plants, they can't transform into beasts and they won't die so easily."
Although Fu didn't say it explicitly, Xuan and Xia understood that there was no need to be too nice to these northern orcs, although this "too nice" refers to the treatment in the southern prison.
Anyway, no matter how Xia and Xuan arrange it, these people will definitely be treated better than the defeated prisoners in the north.
Xuan Hexia, who has always lived in the south, has a very strong sense of morality.
Even Yang, who looked the coldest, subconsciously added the broken bones to the soup when he was solving the problem of feeding these prisoners, so that they could at least taste the meat when drinking the soup. After all, there would inevitably be some broken meat and bone marrow on the bones.
This is why Fu likes the south and Qingshan City so much. It makes him feel like he is back in his childhood, when their tribe had not yet been destroyed.
Everyone was friendly, kind and honest. He had seen too many cruel things in the north over the years, even more than Ji had seen.
After all, when Ji was born, the Obsidian Tribe was already very powerful. Later, he joined the Obsidian Tribe and assisted You in developing the Obsidian Tribe to its peak.
After the fall of the Obsidian Tribe, he was captured and imprisoned in the Colosseum for so many years. After he came out of the Colosseum, he stayed in the northwest for many years. Naturally, he did not see the chaos in the north after the fall of the Obsidian Tribe as well as Fuduo.
"Well, let's do as you say." Xia made the final decision.
Let's get through the winter first. When spring comes, there will be plenty of work for these people to do. I guarantee they will be so tired that they won't be able to think about anything else.
In the distance, the selected northern beastmen had already cooked a soup of vegetable leaves and animal bones. There was not a single grain of rice in it. The soup was even made by temporarily boiling clean snow that was not stained with blood.
There is no need to say much about the taste. Apart from some salt, there is nothing else.
After the soup was cooked, they encountered another big problem: there were not enough bowls for them.
It was obviously impossible for the people of Qingshan City to lend them their bowls, so the orcs met to discuss and found some wood to make some temporary wooden bowls.
Time is tight, and it is impossible to polish carefully until there are no burrs or anything like that. Anyway, orcs are tough and there is no need to be so particular. What's more, they are prisoners of war, so there is no need to be so demanding.
So those dozens of bowls took turns to serve soup to the nearly ten thousand orcs.
Xia turned his head to look over there. Those northern orcs actually accepted being treated like this and acted as if it was normal. He frowned, took a deep breath, exhaled longly, and then looked away.
Xuan looked at Fu for a while, then looked up at the sky, recalling the past of this continent that was like a history scroll that the continent showed him after he gained power from it.
From the creation of the first life on the continent to the day he gained power.
Therefore, he must have seen everything that happened in the past, but why didn't he remember it? Why did he need to be reminded?
He closed his eyes slightly, as he was deliberately ignoring what he had seen.
He remembered that after reading that vast history, the loneliness stripped away all his emotions. He was like a god high above, watching everything, and nothing that happened could cause any ripples in his heart.
He knew that his current state was not right, so he sat there for a long time, calming his mind before going to find Meng Yuqing.
When he saw Meng Yuqing standing in front of the huge flower bud and arguing with the system, he leaned against Meng Yuqing's back. Only then did he feel all his emotions coming back, but in just that brief moment, Meng Yuqing realized that something was wrong.
Push his hair aside and look into his eyes.
It was the next day when Fei came back with the things. In addition to shackles and Xuli grass, he also brought some food.
After ensuring that these northern orcs would not starve to death before being escorted back to Qingshan City, he used shackles instead of vines to help the northern orcs.
The replaced vines were woven into bags by the people of Qingshan City, and then all the northern orcs were packed into them.
After all, restricting them from transforming into beast form also correspondingly limits their speed of travel. The people of Qingshan City are not prepared to walk back with them at human speed.
The vitality of these northern orcs was really tenacious. Even though they had nothing to eat and many of them were injured, no one died after the fight stopped. In fact, many of them were in better condition than before.
In Qingshan City, Meng Yuqing felt a little bored after staying at home for a few days.
But it's still covered with heavy snow, and it's not very convenient for him to go out since Xuan is not at home. It would be embarrassing if he fell into a snow pit on the way out to visit someone.
After all, he had been here for so many years, and every winter he could see sub-beasts getting stuck in the snow and being pulled out by people around them like carrots.
Especially Ruya, almost every winter you can hear about others pulling him out of the snow.
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