Chapter 635: Obedience Means Survival

Yinyang looked up in surprise: "My tribesmen? You, you?"

Luo said with great disdain: "Your so-called Yanhu Tribe occupied our Huaxia territory, and those houses are all ours, Huaxia's. Furthermore, when I repeatedly advised and expelled you to leave, you actually didn't listen. Especially your Tribal Chief, Zhu, right? He looked quite fierce, but didn't he still die after being struck by a single Changdao?"

"Your entire Yanhu Tribe is now a captive of our Huaxia. If you had listened to the advice and left earlier, you could at least have been a wandering savage. Now, just obediently walk. As long as you are obedient, we Huaxia do not kill captives."

Yinyang collapsed to the ground, unable to believe it. He thought his good life had just begun; he never expected that this tribe of over ten thousand people would all become captives. Had they not resisted?

"But, but our tribe has over ten thousand people, how could you have defeated us just like that? Did you kill many people?"

The horse beneath Luo shifted its hooves again, and Luo was becoming impatient. However, he saw that this person was relatively strong among the Yanhu Tribe, perhaps with an important status. Even if there was no status, at least they were a relatively useful captive; returning to be a Slave would also have higher value.

"What use is your ten thousand people? You don't even have a Weapon, and you can't run. But we didn't kill many, just over a hundred. Enough, I don't want to waste words on you. My time is very tight, and I don't care what your status is in your tribe; now you are a captive of our Huaxia. Obediently get up and walk."

Yinyang slowly climbed up from the ground. He had some fear of the horse and stayed a little further away, but he also knew he could not escape. He hadn't been able to escape from such a distance just now, and now that they were only a step apart, if he ran, it was very likely—or rather, one hundred percent certain—that he would be chased down and killed with a single strike of a Knife.

He walked obediently in front, his waist bent. He did not know what he was about to face. He muttered to himself: "Zhu is dead, Zhu is dead."

Then he suddenly looked back: "What about Cangyun? Is Cangyun alive?"

Luo angrily pointed his Knife at Yinyang: "I don't know any Cangyun. I only know your Tribal Chief is dead; I know nothing about the others. If you want to know, go back and find out yourself. Now walk faster for me; if you cause more trouble, you can die along with them."

Yinyang's shoulders shrank in fear, and he dared not ask again, hurriedly lowering his head to walk. When he crossed the wooden fence and got onto the main road, he saw other companions being driven back as well. At the same time, he saw two Huaxia Soldiers, their bright, shining Changdao still dripping with blood, and three of his own companions were missing. He felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

When they were driven like cornered rabbits by the Huaxia Soldiers to the main group, the unease in their hearts grew even stronger. The strong and aggressive infantry, as well as the Soldiers riding on oxen with vicious eyes, scared Yinyang so much that he dared not even lift his head. Only after being shoved in among his own tribesmen did they feel a little more at ease.

Although the people of the entire tribe had become captives, being with such a large number of tribesmen gave them a little sense of security. At least he would no longer be so conspicuous.

The troops began to move again, and Yinyang also lowered his head, whispering to the tribesmen beside him: "What about Cangyun? Is Cangyun alive?"

But those who had witnessed the terror of Huaxia dared not answer Yinyang's words at all. They were terrified that if they spoke, they would be dragged out and killed, so they acted as if they had not heard Yinyang's question. Yinyang became even more impatient and poked the person next to him with his hand, hoping to hear an answer.

The person being questioned turned pale and began to break out in a cold sweat, so they turned their head away. As they marched, they began to deliberately squeeze to the sides, wanting to get away from Yinyang.

But seeing someone dodging him, Yinyang continued to pester others, yet everyone who heard Yinyang speak avoided him as if he were a plague.

The Cavalry around the team heard someone talking, so they said viciously toward the direction the sound came from: "Everyone be quiet! No talking! If you talk again, we will cut out your tongues!"

The people of the Yanhu Tribe lowered their heads even further at the same time. They did not think this was a bluff. This was not a society ruled by law; it was the savage era. If they said they would cut them, they would really cut them. They did not want to lose their tongues.

Yinyang also knew why others were so afraid and did not want to talk to him. Although he was anxious, for the sake of his own life, he had to listen to the orders and obediently shut his mouth. However, his eyes were not idle, occasionally glancing around, wanting to find traces of Cangyun.

At this time, Luo also arrived at the middle of the team and shouted again: "There are a few new captives, you don't know yet, so I will tell you again. At the same time, everyone listen one more time!"

"We Huaxia will not kill captives at will, nor will we touch your women. As long as you can obediently listen and not cause trouble, in another six or seven days, we will reach our Huaxia. Moreover, our people have already gone to seek reinforcements; it won't be long before more Soldiers arrive."

"Along the way, you will be able to eat one meal every day, ensuring you won't starve to death. There will be a rest period during the day. Don't think about escaping; you can't escape. Besides, even if you did escape, you wouldn't survive in these mountains and forests. As long as you follow us, someone will bring food in a few days, and you will have more things to eat."

"When you reach Huaxia, it is the same thing: the worst case for you is to be a Slave. Huaxia's Slaves can all eat their fill. Even in Winter, you can eat your fill and won't suffer from the cold. You can all live through the Winter."

"Being a Slave in Huaxia is better than being a Tribal Chief in a savage tribe. Moreover, if you have any skills or abilities, there is a chance you won't have to be a Slave and can live a better life. So, none of you should cause trouble; just walk properly along the way."

"If you encounter wild beasts, just follow the instructions and stop. Whether it is enemies or wild beasts, our Soldiers will handle it. You don't need to worry about anything. Do you understand?"

No one answered. Luo realized he was not lecturing his own Soldiers. They had just ordered these captives not to speak, so Luo stopped caring. Anyway, he had already said all the good words. If they were unwilling to listen or didn't believe him, then that was their bad luck; they would have no chance to enjoy the blessings.

And Cangyun, who was in the team, had noticed Yinyang carrying the prey from the very beginning. She was very conflicted inside, hoping that Yinyang could escape capture, yet longing for him to be alive and return to her side. During the process of the Huaxia Soldiers carrying out the capture, Cangyun had been extremely anxious.