At night, the sound of rolling waves passed through Puyang's moat formation, and wave after wave of loud noises made people feel upset and wanted to vomit.

In Ji Hao's garden, tens of thousands of specially made beast oil torches were suspended in the air. A group of flying bear knights who were urgently reinforced by Si Wenming rode a ferocious mount and stationed around with expressionless faces.

During the day, he suddenly made a ruthless move and almost captured the Iron Tiger Division in Ji Hao's warehouse. More than 600,000 tribes in the Fenghu Division knelt on the ground, their faces were pale, and some even shivered with fear.

Occasionally, the cry of children came from the crowd, but soon the sound became vague, and their parents covered their mouths with their hands to stop their cry.

There were children who had been kneeling for too long and could not stand the severe pain in their knees and stood up and made a big fuss. Ji Hao's way to deal with these children was very simple. Their immediate relatives, as long as they were adults, were hung upside down, and they whipped a hundred whips with a dragon whip, which made them break their bones and almost beat them to death.

The noisy children were whipped and fainted on the spot.

With the lessons learned from the past, how could the members of the Iron Tiger Tribe and Fenghu Tribe dare to let their children go?

Dozens of stoves were burning red, with hundreds of soldering irons inserted into each stove. A group of tall and tall Ga warriors stood by the stove with bare shirtless, grabbed the burning iron with a grim smile, and pressed it hard on the face of the person kneeling at his feet.

The 'sweep' sound was endless, and the people whose faces were branded with deep slaves were crying and screaming loudly.

Several old men raised their hands and begged Ji Hao, who was standing on the high place, "Bo Yao, where is your mercy? We are also human races, and we are also human races! Where is your mercy?"

Ji Hao looked at these old men crying coldly. His voice was very soft, but it spread throughout the garden, allowing the people of all tribes living in the garden to hear it clearly.

"Am I not compassionate enough? I have presented my garden to allow you who have lost your home."

"Am I not compassionate enough? I gave out my own food so that you who have no food can eat."

"Am I not merciful enough? You are ungrateful and attacked the people of Yaoshan City, killing 378 people, seriously injuring 6853 people, and slightly injuring 42,335 people... I did not cut off your heads, I just demoted you to slaves. Am I not merciful enough?"

"But you, you live in my land, eat my food, you attack my loyal people, and want to plunder my granary! Where is your conscience?"

The garden was silent, and there were groups of flying bear knights patrolling in the sky. Even if some people still had some strange thoughts in their hearts, facing the powerful army from the Youchong tribe, they hid all their bad thoughts in their hearts.

Only the members of the Iron Hu tribe and Feng Hu tribe were crying secretly, and some even gritted their teeth and became nervous.

There were also some warriors who thought they were superior in strength. They looked around secretly, and there was a fierce light in their eyes from time to time.

Ji Hao's spiritual consciousness enveloped these more than 600,000 people, and every little expression change of each person could not hide his eyes.

Seeing the fierce-eyed warriors, Ji Hao sneered contemptuously.

The human race is in the midst of a disaster. It’s not that Ji Hao can’t kill people. He just doesn’t want to start killing when the entire human race is worried. This will greatly damage the human race’s vitality and make the already unstable hearts more and more chaotic.

It would be fine if the members of the Iron Tiger Tribe and Fenghu Tribe were willing to be slaves to atone for their sins. If they had other abnormal movements, don't blame him for being ruthless.

With a big sleeve, Ji Hao left the scene with his men.

The warriors of the Ga tribe smiled strangely, grabbed one Iron Tiger Division after another, and the members of the Fenghu tribe, carrying the red-burned iron, and casting marks of shame on their faces. A strong smell of burnt skin and flesh continued to spread, because of Ji Hao's departure, some people in the Iron Tiger Division and Fenghu tribe cried in a low voice.

The huge gardens were occupied by refugees, and Ji Hao only kept a small monastery in the flower forest for himself.

Sitting in the monastery, Ji Hao nodded to Li Shen, who was almost burned to death during the day, and said in a deep voice: "How did what happened just now?"

Li Shen looked at Ji Hao in awe and hurriedly stepped forward to tell the whole story one by one.

When the Wanlong Water Seal Array collapsed, Puyang made every effort to rescue the nearby human tribes. Countless human tribes of all sizes moved to Puyang. For a time, Puyang was overcrowded, and Ji Hao's private garden was also full of foreign populations.

However, he had never lived in Ji Hao's garden for a long time. He only left thousands of servants here, responsible for daily cleaning and maintenance. It was not until a large number of people continued to pour in that Shaosi transferred Li Shen and others from Yaoshan City to coordinate the resettlement work.

Everything went well a few days ago. Li Shen received grain from the granary every day, cooked rice porridge and distributed it to the people of various tribes who moved in a row. However, since more and more tribes have moved in, the pressure on grain has increased. Li Shen distributed rice porridge and food every day, and the share of the rice porridge and grass were constantly reduced.

So there were rumors among the people of the various departments who settled in the garden. The entire Puyang family had insufficient food reserves, and it would not take long for everyone to starve to death.

As soon as the rumors came out, the small tribes were fine. Their tribes were not strong and they followed the rules on weekdays and did not have much other ideas. Only the pair of Iron Tiger Tribe and Fenghu Tribe are not as strong as possible, and there are also medium-sized tribes with more than 100,000 warriors. They used to habitually relying on force to bully the small tribes that were weaker than them. They heard that there was not enough food, so they immediately turned their ideas into actions.

"They want to snatch the grain from the granary." Ji Hao said coldly: "Well, the idea is good...but, Puyang's grain...we are really not enough?"

Shaosi took out a scroll and opened it quickly, glanced at the record above, and sighed softly: "I don't know the overall situation of Puyang, but we stockpiled the food here. According to the current population, we can only hold on for one more month at most."

Shao Si looked up at Ji Hao, with a complex expression mixed in his clear eyes: "It's really not good to feel hungry... But Yaoshan City is our foundation. Most of our food is stored in Yaoshan City. Under the current circumstances, it is impossible for us to transport the food from Yaoshan City here."

Before Ji Hao could speak, Shaosi continued: "Using the current situation of our Yaoshan harvest, the food we stockpiled can make our people persist for three years and not starve to death. But if... if we have to bear the full responsibility for the food supply of these refugees, we will be completely dragged down for up to one month."
Chapter completed!