Chapter 453: Striving to Achieve the KPI (Chapter 33) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
In Shiwu, slaves escaping is a low-probability event. It's not that the slaves are inherently servile, but simply because the probability of surviving after escaping is much smaller than not escaping.
If I can still make a living by not running away, should I choose to run away?
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The first challenge was not the pursuers, but the wilderness frequented by birds of prey and wild animals. The second challenge was the lack of food and water.
Since slaves are worthless in Shiwu, it's better to buy them instead of wasting time and resources searching for them.
Even slaves know how to weigh the pros and cons.
Naturally, they wouldn't run away easily.
Therefore, the tribes did not keep a close watch on the slaves.
Strangely, at this moment, a group of slaves, numbering a dozen or so, were escaping from the wilderness. The leader led them to a rock, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, dug out a dozen sets of thick winter clothes from beside the rock.
These winter clothes come in both men's and women's styles, and in various sizes.
Some of the fabrics were not something slaves were entitled to wear. The leader distributed the winter clothes one by one, and although the other slaves were eager, they restrained their impulse to rush forward.
They were dressed in thin clothes and were almost blown away by the cold wind.
As I put on my winter clothes, my body temperature slowly warmed up, and my stiff, cold limbs began to itch as the temperature rose.
The leader asked, "Have you all received your portions?"
One by one, slaves answered, "We've received our share."
“Everyone’s hungry. Let’s eat our fill so we can get going.” The leader dug out the dry rations and water bags that had been hidden the day before, including dried mutton and beef. Several slaves’ eyes turned red with envy. “Eat up, eat up.”
Although the water in the water pouch was icy and the dry rations were coarse and hard, requiring a lot of force to tear off and then soften them with saliva before swallowing, making them tasteless, they were still a rare delicacy for the slaves.
They buried themselves in their food.
Everyone was silent, except for the howling of the wild, cold wind.
Finally, after eating until they were half full, their hungry, spasming stomachs were soothed, and they were able to relax their tense nerves.
All eyes turned to the leader.
This leader was actually a relative of their former tribe. When the tribe suffered annihilation, they were captured, but the leader escaped in the chaos. Everyone assumed he had either starved to death or been torn apart by wolves…
I never expected to see him again.
It also brought news that could only be described as a pipe dream.
He has now taken refuge in a "tribe" where food is plentiful and plentiful. The brothers and sisters in the "tribe" are in the same situation as them; to put it bluntly, they are a group of refugees. He came here to help the "tribe" recruit talented people and expand its size.
They will be offered excellent treatment as long as they are willing to go there.
They had thick winter clothes to wear, delicious food to eat, and were no longer exploited and whipped by their so-called masters, nor did they have to worry about losing their lives at any moment. In the leader's description, that "tribe" was practically paradise on earth, but they didn't believe it.
Because in the social structure of the Ten Crows, the refugees were a group a thousand times worse off than slaves. They had no fixed place to live or a source of food, and were rejected and driven away by all tribes, like stray dogs! No, they were just a pile of rotting maggots!
The leader, after much effort and exhaustion, finally resorted to showing the "inscription" on the "ancestral stele." He had already thoroughly studied its contents, and with the added "personal touches" deliberately brought in by Gu Chi and others, his speech completely captivated the slaves' emotions. They followed him out with a mixture of doubt and skepticism, only relaxing upon seeing the winter clothes and food.
"Have you all finished eating?" the leader asked.
Everyone nodded in response.
"Let's get going after we finish eating." The leader took a deep breath, the cool air calming his feverish mind. He mentally calculated how much time they would have to travel before saying, "We'll be free soon!"
The warnings of their ancestors descended upon their land.
This means that their ancestors favored them.
The slaves' numb eyes now held a renewed longing for the "tribe" he described, their gazes seeming to gleam with renewed life. After a short rest, the group continued their journey against the cold wind. Unlike before, their steps were now incredibly firm.
The same scene unfolded in other tribes.
Of course, not all persuasion succeeds. Some slaves are simply too timid, fearful, and suspicious to leave. The persuaders can only secretly instill the contents of the "Ancestral Stele" to encourage them. It doesn't matter if they don't want to leave now; as long as they hold onto hope, one day they can cleanse the evil influence of the Ten Crows and allow the divine descendants to return to their altar!
The slaves did not believe it at first.
But whether it was psychological comfort or something else, after a day of exploitation, they would huddle in a small, cold place, silently reciting the "ancestral inscriptions," and feel that the suffering inflicted upon them had lessened, briefly forgetting their pain.
They naturally attributed this to the mercy of their ancestors, gradually becoming convinced of it instead of being skeptical at first.
It then quietly spread among the slave community.
These slaves were quite "clever".
They only told the resentful slaves who were unhappy with their masters' mistreatment of them about this matter, while the masters' lackeys and the lackeys who helped the masters to bully the slaves even more were kept in the dark.
This wasn't because of a sense of crisis, but simply because I felt these people, like the high and mighty lords, had betrayed the teachings of their ancestors and were "traitors" who didn't deserve to be saved!
When the nobles of the royal court discovered this, the faith bestowed by their ancestors had taken deep root in the hearts of the slaves and influenced even the ordinary Shiwu tribesmen. A single spark can start a prairie fire. But little did they know that this fire would not be a rebirth, but rather a descent into ashes.
The mastermind behind everything is about to carry out their next move.
only--
Shen Tang was covered in blood, sitting upright and panting heavily.
Before she could even wipe the blood from her face, Gu Chi and Xianyu Jian strode over with grave expressions. Shen Tang looked up, glanced at the two men, and then looked at Xianyu Jian.
"Zigu, what is it?"
Xianyu Jian took out a sheepskin letter from his armor.
He presented it with both hands: "My lord, this is a secret letter that was just found in the target's main tent—"
Shen Tang took the scan and opened it.
His expression gradually turned serious, just like Gu Chi's, and his fingers tightened, as if he wanted to throw the letter away.
This was no ordinary letter; it was a troop mobilization order from the Ten Crow Royal Court. Her words, dripping with murderous intent, seemed to drip with blood: "The Ten Crow Royal Court intends to take advantage of this critical juncture to amass a large army and attack Yonggu Pass? Don't they have enough dead in their own homes?"
Or perhaps she hasn't killed enough people in the past two weeks?
How could the Ten Crows still have the mindset to invade southward?
Ignoring the internal troubles?
Xianyu Jian, realizing the gravity of the situation, asked softly, "My lord, shall we continue, or recall our troops?"
Shen Tang looked up at Gu Chi.
Gu Chi said, "If we go back to provide reinforcements, the results will be minimal."
They have too few troops.
Two thousand people is just a drop in the ocean.
He added, “Those who resolve complex disputes do not use fists, and those who rescue from fighting do not engage in combat. They attack the weak points and exploit the vulnerabilities, breaking through the constraints of form and situation, and the problem will resolve itself… It is better to ‘besiege Wei to rescue Zhao’.”
Gu Chi: "If they dare to launch a full-scale attack on Yonggu Pass, we'll take advantage of their weakened state and raid the capital of Shiwu!"
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(End of this chapter)
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