Chapter 1382: Two Paths

The prisoner of war looked at the Bean Dregs Cake in his hand, feeling dazed for a moment; was this really for him? The other prisoners of war saw this scene and were also extremely shocked. What was going on? They were actually being given food?!

The ox saw its snack given to someone else and let out a long, unwilling "Moo." They had just experienced a battle and it hadn't even eaten yet. Its nose was filled with the smell of blood and smoke, and it had smelled the scent of its favorite Bean Dregs Cake, yet it wasn't even for itself.

Seeing this, those Cavalrymen hurriedly took one out from their own small pouches and fed it to their own oxen to soothe them. This scene made the watching prisoners of war even more surprised. How could even the oxen get to eat such good things?

That cake, although not large, could be known by its shape and smell to be made of some kind of Grass Seed; it was absolutely not some wild vegetable or tree root, but solid, good stuff.

The prisoner of war who received the Bean Dregs Cake in his hand took a deep breath of the fragrance, and after confirming it was truly for him, he immediately stuffed the Bean Dregs Cake into his mouth.

The cake was bigger than his mouth, and he couldn't even fit it all in, but he still stuffed it in hard. Crumbs kept falling, and he anxiously picked them up from the dirt. In the end, he even scooped up the dirt that had some crumbs in it into his hands, unable to bear throwing it away.

Seeing him like this, Shaoyin had nothing to say. Indeed, only after leaving Huaxia did he see that there were too many people who, let alone being full, had never even seen decent food.

Huaxia used to be the same, but Huaxia relied on its own hands to be able to eat and dress warmly, and no longer feared hunger or cold. Ever since he, Shaoyin, was born, he had no memory of being hungry. Perhaps when he was at his smallest, his mother went out to work and forgot to feed him, making him hungry, but ever since he could eat food, he had truly never been hungry once.

Now he could also understand why the King was unwilling to go everywhere to wage war and expand territory and population, because the King was unwilling to let the subjects under his rule go hungry or cold.

The King had also said that for humans to be alive in such a wilderness was already fortunate, and to be able to multiply into a tribe meant that the tribe had both luck and ability. Tribes like the Shennong Clan were few in the whole world, and they had all multiplied for who knows how many generations to reach their current scale.

If one were to stir up conflict between the human race just for the sake of one's own desire for control and meaningless, empty territory, it was truly unnecessary. Being able to let the human race continuously expand was the proper business.

If one day humans no longer needed to worry about food and clothing, then they could wage war; after all, being idle is still being idle, right? It would lighten the burden on Nature. But right now, the enemy of the entire human race should be Nature, hunger, and wild beasts, not other humans.

If the entire human race could be like the people of Huaxia, helping each other out when meeting in the wilderness, how good that would be. Huaxia already had places to take care of orphans, so why didn't the other human tribes?

If it weren't for the fear that other tribes would turn around and attack Huaxia once they became strong, Baifeng would have been willing to teach his knowledge to the entire human race.

Shaoyin even had a bolder idea: his King was the Son of the Heavenly God, so he knew everything. Then, was Guangchengzi, who possessed the same wisdom and knew everything, also a person like the King?

But his philosophy was different from the King's. The King wanted to work with his own hands to build a tribe and then slowly assimilate all of the human race, using gentle methods.

But Guangchengzi was a Heavenly God, or the son of a Heavenly God, with another philosophy. He would choose a tribe and then provide support, letting it annex and lead other tribes, resulting in one most powerful tribe.

From the Fuxi Clan and the Shennong Clan to the current Xuanyuan Clan, there were shadows of people from Guangchengzi's lineage. They were successful, but it also seemed they weren't that successful, because a tribe that was propped up could only last for a dozen generations before stagnation would appear. In the end, they would support a new tribe to overthrow the old one. How long could this Xuanyuan Clan last?

Shaoyin firmly kept his guess in his mind, waiting to tell the King after returning. Of course, the King might already know about this himself. After all, Shaoyin had never seen a Heavenly God, but the King, as the Son of the Heavenly God, must have seen Heavenly Gods and known other Heavenly Gods. There should be more than one Heavenly God, right?

Shaoyin sighed and put his Knife away: "Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."

But what the prisoner of war was thinking was that it was worth it to eat such a meal before he died.

Seeing that there was really food to eat, the other prisoners of war also got a bit anxious. One prisoner of war, whose arm was still bleeding, said excitedly: "If I answer your questions, can you give me some food too?"

Shaoyin looked over and nodded: "If you can tell us, of course I can give you food."

The prisoner of war also nodded repeatedly, then looked at Shaoyin with an expectant face. Shaoyin asked in confusion: "Then go ahead and speak?"

The prisoner of war was stunned: "You... you didn't ask."

Shaoyin looked at the other Soldiers: "Is there anything else we need to ask?"

The others thought for a moment and shook their heads slightly. Shaoyin could only say to the prisoner of war: "We have nothing left to ask. If you think there is anything they didn't explain clearly, you can talk about it."

The prisoner of war's mood immediately dropped. After thinking for a while, he said: "I know why Jiebing was unwilling to go up to the high ground you occupied."

"Was it not because you prepared a Trap and were also lying in ambush on both sides, so there was no need?"

The prisoner of war denied: "No, the main thing is that Jiebing didn't trust us. He felt that our Tribal Chief only said there was such a thing as Heavenly Thunder to escape the punishment of the Shennong Clan. He thought we were deceiving them, so he didn't go up and just arranged things as they are now, thinking that this would be enough to deal with you."

"But after you released two Heavenly Thunders, we were discovered by you, and Jiebing got anxious, so he arranged for us to come here to block you."

Shaoyin was a bit curious, because he saw that this prisoner of war was not like a Leader or anything, so why did he know so clearly: "How do you know this? I see you should just be an ordinary Soldier, right?"

The prisoner of war did not deny it: "Yes, I am not a Leader, but when the Tribal Chief went to see Jiebing, I was always by the Tribal Chief's side, so I heard everything they said."

"So that's how it is. Fine, consider yourself passed." Shaoyin commanded: "Give him some food too, and give him a simple bandage for his wound. Don't let him die."

"Yes!"