Chapter 269: Theft

In the end, Baoxi was helpless and could only ask Wangzuo if sacrificing more Slaves could appease the gods' fury. If it were possible, then he would kill the Slaves; he truly could not bear to kill these elite Soldiers, as their actions had been unintentional.

Wangzuo could not give a definitive answer either, only saying that they could try and see.

Baoxi waved his hand, and ten Slaves were dragged over. Then, one by one, they were beheaded. The blood even extinguished the fire, but the wind direction did not change; it was still blowing toward them.

Baoxi was truly out of options and could only turn his gaze toward the Soldiers lying on the ground. No matter how much he could not bear it, he could not let a few people ruin the entire tribe's plan.

Just as Baoxi dragged a person over and intended to kill this Soldier with a Dajian himself, the wind grew stronger, and thunder began to rumble in the distance.

"What is going on!!!"

Baoxi threw the Dajian forcefully onto the ground, where it collided with the shattered Glass, emitting a harsh sound.

Wangzuo was so frightened that he lowered his head and knelt on the ground, not daring to say a word. Now he did not dare to perform sacrifices to consult the gods, and he had no way to shift the blame anymore. Now he could only gamble—gamble on his own importance to the Suiren Clan. Only if he were important enough would he have a chance to survive. In his heart, Wangzuo only had eighty-five percent confidence.

At this moment, the Soldier Leader on the side said, "Tribal Chief, look at the current situation. I estimate that the people of the Qiexin Tribe have already fled. Why don't you let us send people to take a look? If they have already run away, then we can just send people to loot the place."

"It is about to rain heavily now, and the fire won't be able to spread over here either. I think we can go and take a look. What do you think?"

Wangzuo's temper subsided slightly, and he felt that what the other said made sense. It would be better to send people to check. So much time had passed, and he hadn't seen the Qiexin Clan send troops to recover their lost territory; they had likely indeed run away.

The Suiren Clan quickly sent a Platoon of Soldiers to investigate. Initially, they were still sneaking around, fearing they would be discovered by the Qiexin Tribe. Unexpectedly, the entire way was filled with chaotic camps, many things were discarded at will, and not a single person was to be seen. Thus, their courage grew, and they dared to crawl directly into those Tents.

They searched all the way to the core area and still did not see anyone. They were convinced that the Qiexin Tribe had fled, so they began to search in various Tents or caves.

When they found food, they stuffed it into their mouths in a hurry. Everyone had a tacit understanding, each doing their own thing. Anyway, everyone was the same; if they didn't eat now, it would all belong to the Tribal Chief in the end, and they wouldn't get a single bite. It was better to eat quickly now. When they were sent out, they had held the determination to die.

If they were lucky enough to find a piece of Bronze Ware or some metal Weapon, they would quickly and quietly hide it in their clothes. Not only could they not let the Tribal Chief know about such things, but they also couldn't let the others who came with them see it.

When the search was nearly finished and everyone gathered to return and report, they discovered that everyone's stomach was bulging, and it seemed like they were hiding something inside their clothes; some were too obvious.

To avoid trouble, everyone had no choice but to throw away the things they deemed low-value again, until no problems could be seen on their bodies, before they started to leave.

However, what no one noticed was that when one Soldier threw away his items and everyone started to set off, he looked at the good things thrown on the ground and felt an unbearable itch in his heart. So, he secretly stuffed the things back into his clothes, even more excessively than at the beginning. As long as one wasn't blind, one could see at a glance that he was hiding things. It was precisely this action of his that caused his fellow squad members to suffer a great disaster.

Baoxi finally heard some good news after his anger. Although many things had been taken away, they could obtain the things that were not taken without spending a single soldier or a single blade of grass, which could be considered a very large harvest.

Thus, he ordered everyone to sweep and collect before the sky turned completely dark, and to bring back all the supplies. As for this territory, he would have to see the situation; he estimated that they wouldn't be able to take it.

His initial plan was to take the people, the land, and the wealth, but now that the people of the Qiexin Clan had fled, occupying this place would instead bring risks. Because although the current Qiexin Clan were like stray dogs, their numbers were still very large. Unless Baoxi left most of his Soldiers here, he wouldn't be able to hold it. But doing so would be no different from moving the entire tribe, which was not cost-effective.

If they had directly conquered it, then everything belonging to the Qiexin Clan would be the Suiren Clan's, but now they could only take some supplies and return. As for the territory, they could occupy a part of it, but this place where they lived should be forgotten.

After letting off the terrified Wangzuo, Baoxi intended to go up and take a look together. But while passing by a Soldier, he noticed the strangeness of his clothes; they were stuffed full, which was very odd. So, Baoxi told him to take off his clothes, wanting to see what was inside.

That Soldier was frightened out of his wits by Baoxi's words, stammering and not daring to speak, his hands trembling without making any move.

Baoxi sensed something was wrong, so he directly ordered his personal guards to undress him.

The personal guards were not gentle; they directly tore the Soldier's clothes off. Then, furs, Grass Seeds, meat, and other things fell all over the ground; there was even a deer antler on him.

Baoxi questioned where these things came from. They hadn't brought these things when they set out this time, and the food was all distributed uniformly. This was definitely stolen from somewhere. Baoxi was very disgusted by this kind of behavior.

That Soldier was so scared that he immediately knelt on the ground, not daring to say a word, and could only wait for Baoxi's verdict.

The Soldiers who had gone with him were now also trembling with fear. They also had things hidden in their clothes; although it wasn't obvious, if they took them off, everything would be exposed.

Baoxi swept his gaze over them and knew that these people must have all stolen things, so he ordered them all to take off their clothes for inspection.

The bold ones could only hope that Baoxi's punishment for them would be lighter, so they obediently took off their clothes, while the timid ones were already kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

Seeing this, Baoxi had no mood to deal with it anymore and directly handed everything over to a Soldier Leader, instructing him: "Anyone who has stolen property is to be demoted to a Slave without exception. As for this one, kill him!"

After saying this, he strode away.

Someone from that squad of Soldiers shouted: "Tribal Chief, we didn't steal this! These are all things from the Qiexin Clan! We just picked them up, we didn't steal!"

Baoxi did not look back, only a sentence came from afar: "The things of the Qiexin Tribe are my things; no one has the qualification to take them."