Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

"Don't let anyone escape!"

"Commander, lead the team in a dragnet search."

"Tally the supplies, and don't release the captured villagers yet."

"General Zhao, I need you to make another trip and wipe out the mountain stronghold where they keep their livestock!"

General Zhou arranged everything methodically.

Countless torches lit up the night sky, illuminating the mountain hollow.

The main force moved in, conducting a carpet search for any remaining fugitives.

This hidden mountain hollow where Peach Blossom Village was located was completely controlled by the Flame Camp from the inside out.

When the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn,

everything settled.

In the largest bamboo building in Peach Blossom Village, several commanders, two generals, and the Queen gathered.

General Zhao reported the battle situation first.

The slave-catching gang, from the head chieftain to the stable boys, numbered thirty-eight in total.

Ten were killed or wounded by Tang Wen in the Lakeside Forest, and the remaining twenty-eight were captured.

As for the Flame Camp, apart from two unlucky hunting captains who were slightly injured by the shockwave because they were too close to the Queen's battlefield, everyone else was unharmed.

This battle, with the strong attacking the weak, can be described as crushing.

All the members of the slave-catching gang were captured.

Their years of accumulated wealth became the Flame Camp's loot.

After General Zhao finished speaking briefly, everyone looked towards the head seat.

The Queen held a silver-white cube in her slender hands, turning it over and over.

Noticing everyone's gaze, she tossed the cube to General Zhou, who caught it and looked at her questioningly.

The Queen said, "I was bored just now and interrogated their head chieftain. He confessed that he offended a strong person called 'Mountain King' in Rush Mountain City because of this silver cube. He had no choice but to flee here."

General Zhou examined the item repeatedly but couldn't figure it out, so he passed it to Zhou Bing.

At the same time, he asked, "This thing seems very hard. What makes it so valuable?"

Zhou Bing couldn't figure it out either and passed it to Tang Wen.

The Queen spread her hands, "Many forces in Rush Mountain City know it's valuable, but no one knows what makes it valuable."

"Could they have been tricked?"

The Queen shook her head, "Not likely. I squeezed it just now with all my strength, but it didn't even dent. It must be a treasure."

Everyone nodded slightly. In the Queen's hands, even steel plates were as fragile as paper airplanes in a child's hand.

The silver cube wasn't large, about the size of a small Rubik's Cube.

It felt icy cold to the touch and seemed to be made of some kind of metal, but it was very light.

He squeezed it hard in his hand, and indeed, not even a trace was left.

Tossing the thing to General Zhao, Tang Wen casually said, "It doesn't even seem to pick up fingerprints. It must be a good thing."

Everyone played with it for a while and then lost interest, and General Zhou stored it away.

"There's one more thing: we can't abandon Peach Blossom Village."

Peach Blossom Village had thousands of acres of flat, fertile land.

It was this land that had supported the villagers of Peach Blossom Village for generations.

"Where does the water they use to irrigate the fields come from? Well water?" Tang Wen asked keenly.

General Zhao looked at him appreciatively, "Well water, but I checked, and it's probably connected to an underground river."

"So, even if there's a drought, they can still draw water from the well?"

"That's right. According to the old farmers here, even during droughts, their well is always full of water."

"That's great! Although a few thousand acres isn't much, it's still a harvest."

"This trip was really worth it. I checked the granary, and it's full. Enough for a thousand people to eat for three years."

The commanders were all sharing good news.

Tang Wen then said, "The Crow Old Man who raises blood crows surrendered. We searched his house and found many potions and books. We can confirm that this person is not only a Beast Master but also a skilled apothecary."

Apothecary?

The Flame Camp was remote, and most people had no concept of apothecaries.

Tang Wen continued, "If we can hunt mutated beasts at the Martial Master level, he said he can use their marrow and organs to make medicine. The potions strengthen the body, increase strength, and have many uses."

"Really?" Everyone's eyes changed.

"Whether it's true or not, we still need to test it." Tang Wen was also hearing about this for the first time.

General Zhou frowned, "Apothecaries are usually honored guests of powerful forces. This Crow Old Man is both a Beast Master and an apothecary. How could he have fallen to the point of being with a slave-catching gang? Keep an eye on him! Something's strange about this!"

Tang Wen nodded, "I suggest we don't let any of the slave-catching gang's captured items circulate."

"Agreed." General Zhao added, "Except for the gold and silver."

Everyone burst into laughter.

The slave-catching gang had made a lot of money by killing, robbing, and selling people, and they had accumulated a lot of wealth over the years.

Now, it was all theirs.

Every commander and captain who participated in the battle received a small share of this loot.

Morning.

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General Zhou released all the imprisoned villagers and, in front of them and the captured slave-catching gang, hanged the head chieftain of the slave-catching gang!

"Thank you, Queen! Thank you, General!"

The old village chief of Peach Blossom Village took the lead in kneeling down, filled with gratitude.

After the head chieftain of the slave-catching gang breathed his last,

General Zhao personally helped the old village chief up and said kindly, "Peach Blossom Village is now part of our Flame Camp."

The people of Peach Blossom Village were silent.

The old village chief nodded hastily, "That's how it should be, that's how it should be."

General Zhao continued, "You can continue to live here or move to the camp. The Queen and the army will protect you."

The old village chief had some knowledge and, after confirming that these people were different from the previous bandits,

he asked cautiously, "Will we have to pay taxes if we farm in the future?"

General Zhao turned his head slightly, not looking at him, "Three-seven split."

The old village chief breathed a sigh of relief: good, good, it's not too much.

"Someone's running!"

Coincidentally, a Martial Warrior from the slave-catching gang suddenly broke free at this moment.

He ran towards the rock wall, seemingly wanting to climb the cliff and escape.

"Tang Wen! Kill him." General Zhao ordered.

Tang Wen raised an eyebrow, glanced at the villagers, and acted directly.

Sonic booms roared.

The villagers' legs trembled.

Bang!

The escaping Martial Warrior's head exploded like a watermelon.

Thump, thump.

A group of villagers' knees went weak, and they knelt on the ground.

In the eyes of the villagers, whose strongest was only a Martial Apprentice,

Tang Wen's move was like a miracle!

General Zhao spoke loud enough for every villager to hear, "If you want to farm for a living in the future, the camp will provide you with farm tools. If you live in the outer city of the camp, you will never have to pay rent. Oh, seven-tenths of the grain you grow must be handed over to the camp."

The old village chief, who had just stood up, swayed and almost knelt again.

Fortunately, General Zhao gently supported him.

The old village chief forgot to thank him, his eyes were vacant, and his mind was filled with: seven-tenths, seven-tenths, seven-tenths belongs to them!

The women and children looked at Tang Wen sideways, their eyes full of shock and respect.

Seeing that the old village chief hadn't recovered for a while, General Zhao had to say, "The one who just acted was Commander Tang Wen. After you join the camp, you can learn martial arts, and then you'll have the opportunity to be as strong as Commander Tang Wen!"

"Huh? Really? This great king, do we have to pay grain to learn martial arts?"

Hearing the old man's address, the corner of General Zhao's mouth twitched, but he didn't correct him. He said, "Your village's situation is special. This batch of children doesn't need to pay grain and can learn for free for three years."

After all, they had occupied the village, so the Flame Camp had to give some compensation.

The old village chief thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "I wonder, how many years did the adult who just acted learn?"

General Zhao's expression suddenly became strange, "Tang Wen, um, he didn't learn for long. Less than three years, less than three years!"

Hearing such a definite answer, the old village chief was greatly relieved.

There were still many children left in his village, more than a hundred. If they could be as strong as that young man after three years, or a few more years, that would be great!

At that time, they shouldn't have to hand over seven-tenths of the grain, right?

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