People in the other world, art is not on the list, and they get inspired fruits

“Come out and surrender, I am your great sweat!”

In the territory of the Gursi Khanate, outside a steppe tribe, the Great Khan of the Gursi Khanate, Prun, was now looking ugly and hoarse, shouting toward the inside of the tribe.

Behind him, there were thousands of Prussian cavalry with a playful look, a dark heavy armor, and a fist.

Prun felt that he had been greatly humiliated at this moment.

However, in the face of the Plük cavalry behind him, he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

The damned Pruck boy had made it very clear to the cavalry that if he had no effect along the way, and more than three tribes in a row had not succeeded in persuading him, he would cut them down on the spot.

Ploon is fighting on two legs, and the current tribe is the third tribe.

As for the first two, at this moment they had been destroyed by Baron, who was in charge of the main attack with the army, and all the herdsmen and members of the tribe were beaten into slaves, and as for the original slaves, they became the submissives of Pluk.

Among the tribesmen, a tribal warrior named Garrison looked at the wretched Puren suspiciously, if it were not for the fact that Pulun was still carrying his golden cane as a keepsake as a keepsake at the moment.

The warrior at the door shot out with a direct arrow.

“Looks like you’re really useless…”

Wesker smiled and came behind Plen with a large knife, looking at Poolen’s neck with a sinister look.

“Seriously, personally beheading a prairie sweater, I didn’t dare to dream of such a dream before.”

Wesker said, spitting two mouthfuls of spit into his hands.

Pullon’s pupils shrank suddenly, his voice became hoarse, and he began to shout at the tribe in front of him.

“What about Akuru!? Akuru comes out! I’m Ploon! ”

Seeing that Wesker was ready to slash down, finally, there was finally a person in the tribe who came out.

An old man on crutches.

At this moment, the old man looked at the Puren in front of him, and the hands holding the crutches began to tremble violently, looking at the Puren Khan who was forced to kneel on the ground by Wesk, and his eyes were full of horror and disbelief.

“Big, sweat?!”

The old man cried out tentatively.

This loud sweat directly made Prun burst into tears.

The ghost knew what he had experienced in the previous two tribes.

The shortcomings of the loose system of rule in the steppe states were now revealed.

When the Great Khan, Puron was no longer the strongest, but a prisoner.

The tribes that had once been in awe of it also immediately abandoned it.

There are even some people in the family who have followed Poulen on the expedition and never returned, and they are even more vicious to him.

What a “dirty wild dog with a broken spine” and “a dimwit who is incapable of killing tens of thousands of warriors”….

Wesker stared at Puren, who hurried forward to take the old man’s hand.

Extremely quickly, he began to plead with them.

“Akuru, you are watching me sit in the position of the Great Khan, whether I am incompetent and cowardly, others do not know, you must be clear!”

“Now this situation is not something I can influence, not only me, even Hammu Wrong and Abraham can’t help that Pluker small….. Chief, we are all defeated. ”

“Surrender now, and Chief Prucker promises not to take away your wealth, but only to demand that you remain loyal to him from now on and obey the laws and regulations and governance policies of the country in the future.”

“By the way, he also said that he had a way of making us not afraid of the cold winter without forage, that he could make the stench of wool into warm and sturdy clothes, and that the wool produced by the sheep of your tribe would be able to earn money in the future…”

Under the threat of death, it was as if Puron Khan had been activated with a marketing skill.

The old man, who was still sad, was now stunned by the promises of the Pruk leader in his mouth.

Finally, after waiting for more than an hour, under the leadership of the old man, finally the top level of the tribe finally walked out of the tribe in unison.

The leader respectfully offered his machete in both hands and submitted to Wesk.

Nature like Ploen is not unique.

At this moment, in the territory of the Holy Kinsh Khanate, Hamco, under the guard of Harry’s army, began to find the surviving tribes one by one and persuade them to surrender according to the tribal distribution map given by Ulysses.

The same goes for Abelham.

Several people have a certain role, but to be honest, this role is not very large.

More tribes chose to abandon them after their fall and surrender.

Then, the number of slaves Ulysses could use for large-scale infrastructure began to skyrocket.

…….

“Yes, that’s right, just produce at that rate, that’s what I mean by cement… The factory is as big as possible to cover me, and cement will be a lot of consumption like steel in the future. ”

“You don’t care what is called a company, now the country has not been formally established, what I need you to do now is to expand the scale of the ironworks as much as possible, and if there are not enough slaves in the iron ore plant, let people adjust!” The production of steel must be stepped up for me! ”

“Father, don’t talk about Stone City, even if Stone City is repaired in the future, it will also be used as a breeding and training base for the Snow Eagle of Camberusos, and we will establish our own port city by the sea… I know, I know, I’m dealing with building materials right now, and you’ll know what cement is when the time comes! ”

Hughton Camp Village.

Ulysses’ wooden house doorway.

At this moment, a wooden shed was erected, and Ulysses was busy dealing with the next reports and problems.

It has been seven days since the end of the Great War.

During this time, Ulysses sent a large number of Puluk cavalry to eliminate the tribes that did not want to surrender, and all the captives were slaved.

On the one hand, he quickly started his own crazy nation-building plan.

If there is anything in this world that can intuitively express what is called poor and white, and everything is left to be rebuilt.

It was definitely the Parosian steppe at this moment, the embryonic kingdom of Pluk.

Aside from the fact that manpower is basically sufficient for the time being, Ulysses literally builds a state from open space.

All aspects of the matter almost kept him busy every day with no time to eat.

And that’s it, or Ulysses this time to come up with a lot of such as cement manufacturing technology, steel smelting technology, alcohol refining technology and so on.

Make your own events complete one after another.

He had brought a lot of talent support to himself, otherwise, Ulysses felt that his little wooden shed could be directly squeezed by these people.

Just as Ulysses began to plan the location of his first port against the map, Helen ran over breathlessly.

“Chief, the Rothis Empire has sent a team to speak of emissaries.”