That's how Tianhao did the last time he dealt with the steel teeth.

First deal with small villages on the periphery, close the news, and then concentrate on attacking the core city. The battle did not last long, the offensive was rapid, and the pigs caught off guard could not resist and collapsed instantly.

This trick works very well, so I'm here again this time.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Wu Zhuan's face turned gloomy. She turned her face to avoid the stench that rushed into her nose from the opposite side: "You rushed over from afar, saying that it was a secret to tell me, that's it?"

"National Master, you must believe me. Niu Weibang has sent troops. I almost met them on the way." Wu Yuan was impatient and his voice increased involuntarily.

"Which tribe was they attacking?" Wu Zong asked very directly, revealing a strong sense of suspicion.

"Lieya." Wu Yuan was very sure of this. His confidants were not so brave enough to lie on such matters.

"Lieya?" The elderly Wu Zhuan sneered, with a faint sarcasm: "I have not received any requests from Lieya."

Wu Yuan was very smart. He immediately understood Wu Zhuan’s thoughts and hurriedly defended: “Great Master, you must believe me, I really didn’t lie to you. You must send troops immediately, otherwise it will be too late.”

After a pause, he added: "If you don't believe it, send a sentry to the Lieya now, and it won't take long for them to bring the news back."

Wu Zhuan thought about it carefully for a long time, and his experience-filled eyes were a little turbid, and he carefully observed Wu Yuan.

"You are from the Niu tribe." After a long time, she said lightly.

Wu Yuan's reaction was quick: "Don't you believe me?"

"We are all wizards. If it were something else, I would be inclined to you. But when it comes to war... Haha, don't you think this kind of thing is too sarcastic? You are a wizard from the Thunder Corner tribe, but you came to report that Niu Weibang was attacking our territory... If it were you, would you believe it?" The mockery in Wu Zhuan's eyes became even stronger.

"I don't like Niu Weibang. If possible, I want to make his head into a bone bowl." Wu Yuan had calmed down.

He said it very directly, and the suspicion in Wu Zhuan's eyes was disappearing, but it did not dissipate: "I don't understand why you did this. The same sentence: After all, you are a member of the Niu tribe... Well, you said that the Lieya tribe is in danger, where have your people been hit? Of course I will send someone out to find out the news, but there must be a general direction!"

The word "you" sounded quite strange to Wu Yuan. He didn't care and thought for a moment, and the route he passed along the way appeared in his mind.

"They are in the northwest..."

Before he finished speaking, a chaotic footsteps and noise broke the peace between the two. The door was pushed open from outside, and several close servants beside Wu Zhuan dragged a young man covered in blood and ran in.

"What's wrong? Who is he?" Wu Zhuan's face suddenly changed and he stood up from the chair.

The head guard captain looked grim and bowed respectfully: "You are the messenger sent by Lieya."

Wu Zong had no doubts about the previous and next things. She quickly walked out from behind the table, her steps were light, not like an old woman in her decades. He approached the messenger who had obviously lost his strength on the long journey, and asked in surprise and angrily: "Tell me quickly, how is the situation in Lieya City now?"

The messenger's chest was undulating and his trembling voice was difficult to coherent: "...Lieya City... was besieged by the bull tribe, and the king sent me... to the great master for help... as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late."

...

The battle in Lieya City ends faster than expected.

The special appearance of the pigs determines that they cannot be imitated by any foreign race. This is an innate gene transmission, and a sense of mutual identity arises. Even if it is not a pig in the same branch, it will still have the idea of ​​"he is my same race".

Tianhao, who came from the civilized era, knew the importance of blockade news. He would rather divide the troops than send a large number of sentries to wander around the front line. Zumu's business in the Tiger Territory was very good, and more than 600 horses were sent back. Tianhao picked half of them for breeding, and the other half formed Rangers.

A village with thousands of people and a army of tens of thousands of people pushed over it, and it was crushed in an instant, and nothing was left.

The reserve troops showed extremely high work efficiency. In the previous stage of the battle, more than 40,000 pig people were captured in total. After preliminary ideological transformation, they quickly accepted the reality. Under the escort of a small number of cattle soldiers, they left their residences for generations and slowly headed towards the north of Panshi City.

There have been countless examples of prisoners of war riots in ancient military history. In Tianhao's view, these terrible cases cannot be the basis for danger in this special era. From a certain perspective, the northern barbarians are a whole, and all ethnic groups will send the best soldiers to guard the Loong Pass. Although the mutual struggles are dominated by the upper nobles of each tribe, they have little impact on the lower civilians. No matter who wins or loses, they are just exchanged for interests. Anyway, the person on the throne will be replaced every once in a while, such as the cattle, tiger, lion, pig, and deer... As long as the people can eat enough, they never care.

The only irreconcilable enemies are the white skin and the black ghosts entrenched in the south of the continent.

Being a prisoner can still eat enough. This kind of thing seems unimaginable to the pig people, and even has a illusory and unreality.

Of course, it is impossible to eat full, at most 80% or 70%. The key is that the food provided by the cattle people tastes very good, including oil, salt, and meat.

For some poor people, this is a delicious food that can only be eaten during the New Year.

Tianhao was on the tall throne of the Royal Palace of Lieya City. He watched several soldiers grab the two hands of Lieya, step on his back, and press him tightly to the ground. Tian Kuang raised the long-handled battle axe above his head and slashed it down with unstoppable violent force. The head left his body and rolled away with the sprayed blood.

The gate of the palace, which is usually closed to the people, is open, and all the pig captives concentrated in the square can see this scene.

Killing is a necessary means of rule. Only cruel punishment, coupled with the dead's corpse, can the brains of living people be subdued.

The same method of conquering Kuangya City is suitable for Lieya City. The difference is that there are not so many pig people in Panshi City that have been infiltrated. The wealth is touching. As long as there are enough benefits, it is not difficult to get the position of the city guard chef. A large amount of ergot bacteria powder is sprinkled, and the solid city gate is useless.

There were soldiers everywhere inside and outside the palace. The strong cattle warriors and pig warriors formed a team to monitor the square where tens of thousands of prisoners of war gathered. Archers occupied the commanding heights, took the bow and took the arrows, and were alert to finding hidden dangers.

The hall and steps were full of blood, and there were dark reds of hundreds of square meters. The eye-catching blood marks were dragged from a distance to near, and there were several untreated corpses nearby. Their heads were cut off, and the white bones were exposed on the ports of their bare necks. The cattle soldiers responsible for the execution carried battle axe on their shoulders and kicked the scattered bone fragments casually with their feet. Several strong pig soldiers took off their armor, rolled up their sleeves, grabbed the arms or legs of the body, and pulled them to the right side of the square with difficulty.

There were many temporary earthen stoves piled up there, and water was boiling in the big pot, which was already boiling.

On the platform outside the hall, more than forty pig captives stood side by side. They were men and women, of varying ages, and even children who were underage. Everyone tied their hands behind their backs, and soldiers in full-soldiers were guarding each other.

Broken teeth walked through the hall with steady and vigorous steps, and went straight to the throne to stand. He bent down and bowed respectfully to Tianhao.

"Dear City Lord, everything is ready. Can you start?"

Tianhao glanced at the head of the King of Fierce Teeth that was picked up from the ground by the guards, put it in a silver tray, and sent it to him.

What is this guy's name?

After thinking for a while, Tianhao decided to give up this useless brain-burning behavior. There is no need to waste time on a dead person, not to mention that this guy's body has been dragged away by the guards and left to professionals for handling. A mere head... looks ferocious and miserable on the outside, and even if you know his name, it is meaningless.

He raised his right hand and waved it gently in the air. Tianhao issued an order lightly: "Let's start!"

Broken teeth nodded slightly, turned around and strode out of the hall, standing at the head of the lineup of more than forty pig people, making a loud and majestic and fearful roar.

"The city lord has an order to execute the sentence!"

The prisoners tied up by ropes immediately changed their faces and struggled to cry loudly.

"Please, don't kill me."

"You can't do this. I am the head of ten thousand people in the Lieya tribe, and a real nobleman."

"Give me aside. I am the younger brother of the King of Fierce Tooth. I am the next heir to the throne. I am willing to cooperate with you. I will obey whatever you say."

"I want to see your city lord, and I want to see your king."

"I am willing to serve any man, no matter what you ask me to do, be kind..."

There was no tolerance on his face with sharp teeth and angular edges. The cold weather seemed to freeze his facial muscles. His tightly closed lips were stretched into a straight line, and the disdainful arrogance was released deep in his eyes.

He swore that the Lord of the Rock City was the only person who was loyal to him. The master's orders had been issued, and the fate of these people had been decided.

The sharp steel axe was swung again and again, falling down again and again. The sound of metal shattering human bones was so terrifying, no matter how weeping, begging, insulting, dullness... the heads rolled down, and various expressions were frozen on the faces of the dead. There were guards next to them gathered them together and piled up into a triangular mountain.

Tian Hao sat calmly on the throne, his hands spread out, and his solemn eyes passed over the execution ground outside the hall, staring at the gray sky in the distance and the prisoners who were densely packed under the sky and even dared not even get out of the atmosphere.

Below the King of Fierce Tooth, all the blood descendants of the entire royal family, ten thousand heads, thousands heads, and noble clan witches, including the queen and their family, were executed without exception.

Only civilians can become trophy.

The surrendered nobles seem meaningless to Tianhao. If they want to get allegiance from the heads of thousands of people, they must make him the heads of thousands of people. If they want allegiance from the heads of thousands of people, they must give him a higher position. This is a deal that is not worthwhile. Panshi City cannot afford to support so many big names, and these people will not be grateful to Tianhao just because they save their lives. As long as they are alive, it is the biggest source of instability.

Children cannot be kept, especially the four sons and one daughter of the King of Fierce Tooth. "Pity for the young and raise them for the sake of their children" is indeed a noble act that is praised by the civilized era. However, a wolf is a wolf. Its nature is to eat meat and drink blood. When the owner is old and weak, the wild beasts that have been afraid of for many years will show their fangs and take revenge.

The military organization of Panshi City has the special unit of "Wolf Warrior". The domesticated black howling wolf is very obedient. They are in groups, with a number of more than 600. The children of the King of Fierce Tooth are tender and they like it very much. They eat happily and keep making happy howls of "whimper". They quickly scrambled all the delicious food they rewarded by their masters, and they did not let go of the remaining blood on the ground, and licked them cleanly.

All the damn people were dead, and there was silence around them.

Tianhao held the handrail of the throne, stood up slowly, took square steps, left the palace, and walked out of the hall.

The wind yelled like a wild beast, blowing large snowflakes, forming rolling white waves over Lieya City, flying up and down.

"From today, I will be your master."

"Those who obey me will receive food and clothes. You have seen the consequences of the conspirators, whose bodies belong to everyone here, and no matter what way you like, it is your freedom."

"There is no distinction between the pig tribe and the cattle tribe, you are all my people."

"The gods are above, and they have witnessed my victory and my glory. You will follow me to tomorrow and towards happiness."

There are dozens of iron speakers installed directly in front of the steps, forming a special amplification effect. This is the conclusion drawn by Tianhao from many experiments: as long as the position is appropriate and the size is large enough, there is no difference between holding the microphone in his hand and placing it under his feet. Especially, more than a dozen iron speakers are surrounded by rings, standing in the center of the circle and speaking, the enlarged volume is enough for everyone in the entire square to hear it.

Whether they understand or not.

Whether they understand or not.

I've done what I should do.

Next, leave everything to time and wait slowly.

The next target is the capital of the Pig tribe, Fangya City.

...

When the messenger rushed to Fangya City and rushed into the National Master's Mansion to report the news, the battle in Kuangya City was not over yet.

Wu Zhuan was incredible by the terrible news, but after the identity of the messenger was confirmed, he did not dare to lie about such a thing.

The entire Fang City fell into chaos.

Wu Zhuan didn't care about talking to Wu Yuan, and hurriedly brought a group of subordinates into the palace to meet the Pig King.

The old king is in his twilight years, and the bad news caused him more terrifying than Wu Zhuan imagined. After listening to Wu Zhuan's report, the Pig King suffered a stroke on the spot, his eyes widened, his open lips could not be closed, and a trembling "high" sound continued to make deep in his throat, drooling, like a living dead man who had lost his five senses.
Chapter completed!