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

Chapter 91 A group of grimace version of Spartan warriors, freshly released!

Thinking this way in Qin Mo's heart, he looked at the witch chief with a somewhat unfriendly look.

And the head shaman could naturally see the hostility in Qin Mo's eyes, stood up with the support of his clansmen, bowed his hands to Qin Mo and said: "If the gods don't give up, you might as well go to the village as a guest."

What he did was the ceremony of China, and what he said was lame, and he obviously knew that Qin Mo was not a god but a Qin man.

Qin Mo threw the golden scepter back to him, bowed his hands back and said: "You are welcome, Chief Wu, I saved your clan by accident, and I should not thank you."

"My companion and I will leave here, don't bother!"

Seeing that Qin Mo was so knowledgeable, the chief shaman sincerely invited him again: "Grace is kindness. I hope the gods will come to Bizhai and eat my family's offerings."

Qin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and gradually lost the patience to play riddles with him, and said bluntly: "There are more than sixty of my companions on the beach, all of whom are capable warriors, equipped with iron swords and strong bows."

"If we enter your clan's stronghold, we must be hostile, in case your clansman informs the king of Panyu, are you sure you want to invite us to be a guest?"

The restoration of the Xiang family's uncles and nephews in the land of Baiyue attracted a large number of old families from the six countries to come here to stir up wind and rain together, fighting one after another with the Baiyue coalition forces.

Thinking down the line of thought, the chief shaman invited him to be a guest in the village, probably because of his bad conscience!
Qin Mo showed his own strength, firstly to refuse the invitation, and secondly to deter.

If you dare to disclose my whereabouts to King Panyu, I don't mind coming back and slaughtering your whole family and entire village!
Look at these Yue people, the weapons and blades in their hands are outrageously crude, the Shimao spear darts and blowing arrows are the mainstream, and the four of them headed by a short and strong young man, equipped with bronze swords and hunting bows, are probably the best in the clan warrior.

Qin Mo and his party can kill them easily!
thump--

Under Qin Mo's intimidation, the head shaman broke free from the support of his clansmen, prostrated himself at Qin Mo's feet again, held up the golden scepter again and said, "Since this is the case, I must invite the gods to come to Bizhai. Ask for shelter!"

Qin Mo was stunned and speechless.

what is this?
More adulterous?
He actually abandoned King Panyu and took refuge in him, a foreigner from Qin?
However, it's not surprising that Qin Mo, after being sluggish, jumped out of the thinking of later generations.

Just like Shang Jun assisted Qin Xiaogong to reform, encouraged land reclamation and tax exemption, and stimulated farming wars with titles, poor people from all over the world learned that they left their homeland one after another, brought their families into Qin, and greatly increased the national power of Great Qin in a short period of time.

It is also like when Qin Mo conquered outside the Great Wall, he only issued an order to confer military merits, and the hundreds of thousands of Huns who controlled strings were all used by him, and the Donghu clan of the Yuezhi family was wiped out.

To put it bluntly, whoever has milk is a mother, this is the law of survival in this era!

As for the concept of a country, in the eyes of Xiaomin Shengdou, it is probably not as pleasant as a loud fart...

Moreover, the ancient regime in the land of Baiyue still practiced slavery. Will slaves who are wantonly oppressed be loyal to their masters?

The answer, of course, is no!
Qin Mo's thoughts turned, his eyes swept over those simple and sturdy Yue people, and finally his eyes fell on the prostrating Wu Chang in front of him, he put his hand on the hilt of his sword and said indifferently: "If I hadn't landed here, it would have been a coincidence to help your clan!" If the crowd collects enough pearls, how do you deal with the envoys from the king of Panyu to collect offerings?"

The head shaman trembled, and said with a wry smile: "This golden scepter was originally prepared as a gift for the envoy of King Panyu. If he is willing to accept the scepter and intercede for our people, there may be a turning point."

Qin Mo asked again: "What if he is not greedy enough?"

Shaman's body trembled again, he pointed to the simple and sturdy young man from Yue, gritted his teeth, and said, "That's my son, I will let him and the warriors in the clan kill the envoy and his entourage, and then use the name of the god to kill him." , ordered all the ministries with a radius of hundreds of miles to go to King Panyu to ask for an explanation!"

He pretended to be a ghost, saying that the gods rescued him, and it turned out that he wanted to fulfill his son and find a way out for the tribe.

Qin Mo's heart suddenly came to a sudden, secretly thinking that his subjective consciousness was causing trouble, but he underestimated this pretending guy, and continued to ask: "What do you want to say to the King of Panyu?"

The head shaman showed sorrow in his cloudy eyes, and explained: "In the past, the king of Panyu collected offerings from various tribes. Although the demands were endless, we could barely survive."

"But this year, the King of Panyu will also transfer sons of various ethnic groups, saying that they are going to fight in a distant place. Batch after batch, they have been transferred away, but no one has returned."

"There is a shortage of young and strong people of all ethnic groups, and they cannot make up enough offerings. The King of Panyu is not sympathetic, but has intensified. He has slaughtered two tribes a few days ago, threatening us to hand in the offerings in full..."

The king of Panyu frequently recruited young and strong men to fight against the old clans of the Six Kingdoms.

And fighting requires money and food, and it's good to say that if you win the battle, you can plunder the enemy's fat.

However, the Baiyue Allied Forces could not get any bargain against the restoration forces led by the Xiang family's uncle and nephew. They would lose almost every battle, and the consumption was even greater.

The king of Panyu can only intensify his efforts, expropriating a large amount of offerings from the tribes under his rule, and dispatching young and strong people to die again and again, which has already fallen into a vicious circle!
"If things go on like this, my poor family members will all die in battle in other lands, and their souls will not be able to return to their hometowns. The women and children in the family will have no support, and they will also starve to death."

"May the gods show mercy and protect us!"

When Wu Chang said this, he was sobbing, and tears rolled down his thin and old face.

He said the last words in the Vietnamese language.

All the clansmen behind him cried and wept, and then prostrated themselves to Qin Mo again: "May I worship the gods for protection!"

Qin Mo let go of the hilt of his sword, but his face was indifferent, and he said indifferently, "I can't protect you..."

The group of Yue people didn't expect him to refuse so simply, the crying stopped suddenly, and the look of despair appeared on their faces.

With Qin Mo's help this time, they managed to gather enough big pearls to enshrine, but what about this time next year?

The king of Panyu is still recruiting the young and strong sons of their clan. At that time, I am afraid that as the head shaman said, the sons will die outside the battle, and the women and children will starve to death inside. There is no way to survive!

……

All the Yue people were in despair, but the witch chief looked up at Qin Mo, his cloudy and tearful eyes were burning.

Qin Mo lowered his head to meet his earnest gaze, bared his big white teeth and said slowly, "Asylum is for the weak, and you are not weak...Are you weak?"

These words are a bit provocative, but the simple and sturdy Yueren really do this. The savagery in his bones gradually replaces the despair on the surface.

Qin Mo took the golden scepter from Wu Chang's hand, pointed at the prostrate Yue people one by one, looked into their eyes, and shouted: "Stand up, whoever dares to oppress you will have his head cut off!"

"The king of Panyu oppressed you, so he cut off the head of the king of Panyu!"

hula-

A group of Yue people stood up suddenly, raised their swords and spears and shouted: "Cut off the head of King Panyu~!!!"

Qin Mo bared his teeth and smiled, looked at Zhang Liang and the other swordsmen who were approaching quietly, and finally landed on Zhang Liang: "Perhaps, you can respect me as master now!"

Zhang Liang met his gaze, but he shivered.

The current kings of Baiyue have long been troubled by the old clans of the Six Kingdoms, and now they join Qin Mo, a chaotic dragon, and they did not know what evil they did in their previous life...

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The place where Qin Mo and his party landed is probably the Chaoshan area in later generations.

In the pre-Qin period, it was the junction of the two major Yue ethnic groups, the Liyue and the Minyue. To the west to Guangzhou, it was the territory of the ancient country of Panyu, and to the east to Fuzhou was the territory of the ancient country of Fulou.

Of course, the territorial boundaries between the two ancient countries are not very clear, and the management of the small tribes under the rule can be called sheep herding.

I only care about accepting offerings and pumping strong men, and I don't care about the rest, you will never die.

The small tribes living at the leading border of the two countries will worship whoever is strong. Maybe this year they will worship Panyu, and next year they will worship Fulou.

When it's unlucky, you have to worship both countries at the same time for a year!
The tribe that Qin Mo took over is such an unlucky guy, so it's not hard to understand why they wear grass skirts poorly.

They originally consisted of 50 or [-] males, but since last year, they have been frequently selected as young and strong by the King of Panyu. Now there are only less than [-] or [-] males left, and half of them are old and weak.

However, the Yueren woman was also tough, so strong that on the night when everyone took over, Zhang Liang and others were raped by the Yueren woman...

The next day I was still dismissed as useless...

Everyone's self-esteem has been hit by hundreds of millions of points...

After Zhang Liang saw Qin Mo, his tender face was flushed with embarrassment, and he said angrily, "If it wasn't for the residual poison and his weak body, Nai Weng could have overthrown them all by himself!"

Qin Mo nodded and said, "Well, I believe Brother Zhang, and the one who says no next time will definitely be a Yueren woman."

Lu Zhi and Wu Chang couldn't help laughing while listening, and burst out laughing.

Zhang Liang: "..."

Zhang Liang looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and it took him a long time to calm down. He said helplessly, "The people of Baiyue don't have the custom of marrying and marrying. They each have sex because of their lust. They don't know the way of father and son couples."

"If Hou wants to bring Baiyue into the territory of Tyrant Qin, this custom cannot be ignored!"

Qin Mo smiled, and said indifferently: "The source of food for the Yue people is mainly harvesting, fishing and hunting. The labor value of men and women is equal, and no one needs to rely on others. There is nothing wrong with this custom."

"It's easy to change this custom, and teach them all the Chinese farming techniques and the high-yield grains in Daqin."

"In Jieshi, women need to rely on men to do heavy physical labor and farming, and marriage customs are self-contained!"

It was probably the first time for Zhang Liang to hear such an argument, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, as if his three views had collapsed.

Qin Mo said to himself: "In the morning, I ordered Kun to lead the young and strong members of the tribe out of the stronghold, and in the name of the gods, called the young and strong of the nearby tribes to come here to meet up."

"So, the most urgent task now is to establish your image as a heavenly soldier and general."

"In case people come to take a look and find out that they are a group of mediocre northerners, I am afraid that their confidence in resisting the king of Panyu will drop by half at that time!"

Zhang Liang shook his head violently, and forcibly pulled his thoughts back to reality: "Hou is a god, we are heavenly soldiers and generals, it sounds like a bluff... but how to establish our image?"

Qin Mo's face darkened: "I have to worry about everything, are you taking care of me, or am I taking care of you?"

Zhang Liang didn't know that it was because of his lazy temper, and thought he was really angry, so he said ashamedly: "Pretending to be a ghost is really not something that Koreans like me are good at."

As he spoke, he pointed to the Wu Chang next to him and said, "This Wu Chang is the master of this way."

Qin Mo slammed his mouth speechlessly: "He can only play tricks, let him arrange it, and you are not heavenly soldiers and generals, but mountain spirits and ghosts."

Zhang Liang spread his hands, even professionals are no good, let alone a layman like me.

Qin Mo looked at him and pondered for a moment, but his expression gradually became strange, and said: "Everyone is a brave generation, so they must be very strong, right?"

Zhang Liang nodded: "Naturally."

Qin Mo's expression became more and more strange, and he said with a smile: "You go and call everyone here."

Zhang Liang was terrified by his laughter, but he became more and more curious in his heart, he bowed his hands and retreated to gather everyone.

Qin Mo turned to Lu Zhi and said, "Go to the village and find some coconuts and white dye."

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Later, Zhang Liang summoned all the people with weak legs, even those who were awake and deeply poisoned also helped them.

Meanwhile, Qin Mo and Lu Zhi were cooking a pot of coconut meat in front of the bamboo building where they lived, while Wu Chang, who had injured his feet, was making dyes beside him.

At first, everyone thought that Qin Mo was going to make some delicious food, and they waited beside them with a swallowing saliva.

Qin Mo took a wooden spoon, and from time to time skimmed some things from the boiling clay pot, and collected them in the wooden bowl.

After collecting more than half of the bowl, he said to everyone: "Take off your clothes and leave the crotch cloth."

Everyone suddenly had question marks all over their heads: "..."

Qin Mo stared: "Take off your clothes!"

Everyone was awe-inspiring, not daring to disobey orders, and took off their clothes one after another, revealing their tendons and flesh.

Although it is winter now, the climate in the south is not very cold.

Qin Mo looked at Zhang Liang who was standing aside watching the excitement, frowned and said, "What are you doing in a daze, you take off too."

Zhang Liang grinned embarrassingly, so he also started to take off his clothes.

In a short while, the front of the bamboo building was already full of love, and the strong men were exuding hormones wantonly.

When the passing Yue women saw them, they all showed... Contemptuous expressions, as if to say: 【Fancy but useless trash! 】

Everyone was hit again by hundreds of millions of points, and they stopped emitting hormones, and they all became crotch-covering factions with their legs crossed.

Qin Mo held the wooden bowl, placed it in front of everyone, and said with a smile, "Smear the coconut oil in this bowl evenly on your body."

Everyone looked at each other and obeyed orders to apply coconut oil on their bodies. Qin Mo reminded him, "Apply on the back as well."

"Here."

Everyone responded and began to smear each other's backs. The scene was basically blinding.

However, after all the people applied it well, the sinews and flesh all over the body were shiny and became more angular, and it looked very masculine.

Qin Mo nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the buns on everyone's heads and said, "Leave them loose."

Everyone obeyed again and untied their buns.

In this way, there will be a wild and wild beauty!
Qin Mo called Zhang Liang to him, used the dye prepared by the head shaman, smeared it on his face, and instantly drew a hideous grimace.

Then he motioned to everyone to draw a funny face on himself, and then he held the iron sword and strong bow in his hand, and put the quiver behind his back.

A group of grimace version of Spartan warriors, freshly released!

The head shaman looked at the people who were inexplicably afraid, but his eyes lit up and he praised: "Very good, this is what the heavenly soldiers and heaven should look like."

Qin Mo shook his head, looked at everyone's loincloths and said, "This loincloth is too ruinous."

Zhang Liang and all the swordsmen were so frightened that they all clamped their legs together.

If even the loincloth is not allowed to be worn, it would be too much...

(End of this chapter)