No one died in southern Chu, but more than 100 people were injured.
Fortunately, Jiang Shuan brought a lot of medicine this time, including Zhixue powder given by Jiang Weiwei.
Hemostatic powder is very effective. As soon as it is sprinkled on the wound, the blood stops immediately.
Luo Dongshu rode his horse to Jiang Shuan and asked.
"There are more than 280 people alive, boss. What should I do with them?"
Jiang Shuan said calmly, "just kill it."
In this era, there is no so-called preferential treatment policy for prisoners. Everyone believes that the hearts of non-Chinese people must be different. It is impossible to tolerate and accept them. Only by killing them can we never suffer from future problems.
Today, Xisha people fell into the hands of South Chu and were killed. But if the people of South Chu unfortunately fall into the hands of Xisha another day, the end will only be more miserable than today's Xisha people.
Luo Dongshu said strangely, "but among the more than 200 people, there are more than a dozen Southern Chu people."
Jiang Shuan was stunned: "how can there be people from southern Chu?"
"I asked them. They said they were originally a caravan. They came to Xisha from southern Chu to resell goods. They had bad luck. They happened to meet Xisha and southern Chu to go to war. Not only the goods were robbed, but also people became slaves."
"Show me."
Luo Dongshu led the way and led Jiang Shuan to the prisoners.
More than 270 prisoners were tied firmly, and all their weapons were removed. As for armor and the like, only nobles can own them in Xisha. Most ordinary soldiers only have coarse cloth clothes. Some are more exquisite, and they also wear one or two leather armor.
In fact, Xisha people are very similar to southern Chu. They all have yellow skin and black eyes, but Xisha people have deeper facial features, especially the position of nose bridge and eyebrow bone, which is very three-dimensional.
In modern society, this kind of appearance will make people feel that they are very exotic, but in ancient times, the people of Southern Chu only think that these people look like monsters and feel evil.
Luo Dongshu pointed to 15 people tied to the other side alone.
"Boss, it's them!"
Jiang Shuan looked at the fifteen people and asked, "are you really from southern Chu?"
Those people obviously suffered a lot. They were all too thin to be human. Half of their hair was cut off from their heads. They were ragged and could not distinguish between men and women. However, from the perspective of their facial features, they should be the people of Southern Chu.
They answered in a hurry.
"Yes, we are all from southern Chu!"
Jiang Shuan asked again, "where are you from in southern Chu? whose names? To be specific, don't hide it. "
Now they didn't rush to answer, but looked at one of the middle-aged men.
The man had a scratchy beard and dark skin. He was too thin, resulting in prominent cheekbones on his cheeks, chapped skin on his lips due to lack of water. He looked very embarrassed, but he was the most calm one in the group.
Facing Jiang Shuan's inquiry, the middle-aged man calmly replied, "my name is Hong Yong. I'm 32 years old. I'm from Dayu Prefecture. These people around me are all my hometown."
Then he came with the names of fourteen other people.
Jiang Shuan asked, "how did you come to Xisha to sell goods?"
Hong Yong coughed twice before he said, "to tell you the truth, our caravan will go to Xisha every year. We will transport some special products of Southern Chu... Well, maybe things like tea and silk to Xisha for sale, and then buy some special products from Xisha, such as gold and silver utensils and precious stones, and then transport them back to southern Chu for silver."
Jiang Shuan touched his chin with a little beard residue and asked, "can you make a lot of money by running back and forth like this?"
"We can really earn a lot. That's why we go to Xisha every year, but the money is not so easy to earn. Every time we go to Xisha, we have to lose a lot of people on the road. If we are unlucky and encounter robbers, we are afraid to die more than half." Hong Yong paused here and looked sad. "But no matter how dangerous it was in the past, it was not as miserable as this. When we came out, there were 59 people. Now there are only 15 of us left. My two sons and my brother all died in the hands of Xisha people."
At last, his eyes had turned red.
Fourteen other people were also sad when they were brought up.
They are fellow townsmen, many of whom are friends and relatives. They thought they could make a lot of money this time, but they never came to this point.
They watched their relatives and friends being killed, but they were able to help. Not only that, in order to survive, they had to abandon their dignity and serve Xisha enemies like livestock.
Jiang Shuan asked, "have you been to many places in Xisha?"
Hong Yong replied cautiously: "for the sake of insurance, our caravans generally only operate in a few countries close to southern Chu. We have never been to places too far away."
"Can you speak Xisha?"
This time Hong Yong answered very positively, "I will say something, and ah Liang will also say that he speaks better than me."
"Ah Liang is?"
A thin young man looked up and said, "it's me."
Jiang Shuan looked at him up and down: "how old are you this year?"
"I'm fourteen."
Jiang Shuan nodded and said to Luo Dongshu, "untie their ropes and give them some water and food."
"Here!"
The eyes of the fifteen people immediately lit up. When the rope was untied, they hurriedly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Jiang Shuan.
Soon a soldier brought dry food and water and distributed them to the fifteen.
They sat on the ground and wolfed down.
Jiang Shuan sat down in front of Hong Yong.
Seeing this, Hong Yong hurriedly stood up and saluted, and was stopped by Jiang Shuan.
"Don't be polite. You eat your food. I have something to ask you."
Hong Yongfei quickly ate up half of the corn flour cake in his hand and wiped his mouth: "just ask, as long as I know, I will know everything."
Jiang Shuan pointed to the prisoners tied not far away and asked, "do you know which country these Xisha people come from?"
Hong Yong quickly replied: "they come from a country called UWA, which means black Mandala in Xisha language."
"Is UWA far from here?"
"It's quite far. If you ride a horse, you'll have to walk for at least ten days."
Jiang Shuan asked, "then how did they appear here?"
"They came here with the king of Huoluo."
Jiang Shuan frowned when he heard the words "King Huoluo": "do you mean that the king Huoluo is nearby?"
Hong Yong shook his head: "No."
Jiang Shuan was a little confused: "you say from the beginning, what's going on?"
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