Chapter 679 Today's Results Will Lead to Tomorrow's Causes

‘Buzz’ the bowstring sounded, and an arrow shot into the neck of the person pointed at by the child.

The Boli people were in turmoil again, wanting to resist, but they didn’t dare.

“The three of them beat our two people to death with sticks, and they also did something to me.”

A woman stood up and selected three people.

The three people turned around and ran, and three arrows flew out and hit their backs.

The anger of the Boli people was reduced, and their fear increased.

They finally realized that the arrows of this group of Tang soldiers were too accurate, and they were not an ordinary army.

“He, he cut off my brother’s legs, and my eldest brother didn’t survive.”

A man in his twenties took the horizontal sword of the person next to him and walked over.

The other party’s eyes were wide open, he drew his bow, put an arrow on it, one arm was hit by an arrow, one leg was hit by an arrow, the bow was thrown away, and the man knelt.

The man in his twenties walked over and slashed with a knife, splashing blood on his face.

One after another, people were pointed out and killed one after another.

Thirty-one people, a full thirty-one people from the Boli tribe were killed.

Just as they had made the Tang Dynasty, who had been captured by them, watch the people around them being killed, they now watched their own people being killed.

"Okay, let's talk about the deal, redeem our people, and tell them that we are from the Li family farm in Bashui, east of Chang'an City, and we are ready for their revenge at any time."

Seeing that no one continued to stand up and identify, Li Yin said to Bacharcha.

"Dad, Mom, someone has avenged you~!" The child just now burst into tears.

For a while, the crying sounded, and the woman who had just shouted that she was raped by three people ran to a farmer in a few steps and stretched out her hand to grab the knife.

"Are you stupid? Why are you looking for death at this time? People are dead, do you know how much money we spent this time? If you die, who will compensate you?

Let me tell you, you are now bought by us, and you have to do enough work for us."

The farmer exerted a little strength, grabbed the woman's shoulder with his other hand, and reasoned with her.

Before coming, the owner said that if someone wanted to commit suicide, it would not work.

The woman was stunned for a few breaths before she spoke: "Aren't you going to let us go directly?"

"What are you thinking about? Follow the team and go back together. And you." The farmer said and looked at the others.

Some of the Tang people nodded, while others were in a daze.

"Okay, I'm willing to be your slave." A man in his forties expressed his opinion.

"Slave? You can't just become a slave of the Tang people in my farm. Let's talk about it when we get back." The farmer actually refused.

The slaves in Li's farm are treated too well. They can walk out of the farm at will and get pocket money.

Which slaves have such good things?

On the other side, Bacharcha talked to the leader of the other side about the problem of exchanging goods for the Tang people.

The leader of the Boli tribe was confused, angry, helpless, and puzzled.

Obviously, he could take the people away directly, so what else should he exchange?

"Come, look at this soap, when you wash your hands and face..."

Bacharcha became enthusiastic, as if what just happened had nothing to do with the current transaction.

The people of the Boli tribe whose relatives died were crying while holding their bodies. The people of the Boli tribe who did not participate in bullying the Tang people had mixed feelings.

They were sad when their own people were killed.

When their own people killed the Tang people, were the Tang people sad?

What happened afterwards? Did the people of their own tribe take revenge on the dead relatives? If they did, the Tang would still kill them.

"It's just right that you can wash with soap. There is a river nearby. Don't think about jumping into the river. We Yulin Flying Cavalry are good at swimming."

Li Yin took a few bars of soap and handed them to his 225 people.

The men and women separated a distance, carefully took off their new clothes, and washed them with soap by the river.

Bacharcha was also demonstrating that he had no feelings for the people who were killed, including those who lost their relatives.

There were also struggles within the Khitan, and the tribes fought and killed each other, and they were used to it.

Some killed the adults of the other family and brought the children with them as sons.

Kill the men of the other party and raise the women and children together.

For them, there is no right or wrong, and what is important is to survive.

He took a fancy to the women and children whose men had just died, and wondered if they could become his own.

As a result, the people in the study class in the team took action first. They went over and told the people whose relatives had died that they were willing to help bury them, and then live with their families who had lost their pillars.

The other party actually agreed. Just after their relatives died, they immediately began to consider whether they could survive.

Everyone helped to bury 31 people. There were a total of 26 families, which were divided among the 26 people in the study class.

Those people will follow them back to their tribes and become part of the family.

"One person in exchange for three bars of soap and one bar of scented soap, plus a pound of green tea leaves.

You are the leader, and you cooperated just now. I will give you a kerosene lamp. There is no oil left. You can exchange it with Lijiazhuangzi in the future."

After Bacharcha let the people of the Boli tribe see the magic of soap and scented soap, they offered a price.

He brought another kerosene lamp and a bucket of kerosene, and taught them how to light it and how to adjust the brightness.

The leader looked at it and raised the price: "Three bars of soap, two bars of scented soap, three pounds of tea."

"Two pounds of tea at most." Bacharcha changed the price.

"Okay." The leader agreed, and the two sides made a deal.

Turning his head, he lowered his voice: "You are also a Khitan, why do you help the Tang people?"

"Because the Tang can make us live a good life, we can't beat the Tang." Bacharcha's learning effect was evident.

"Who are they from?" The leader seemed to want revenge.

"Yulin Flying Cavalry, the private army of the Tang Dynasty emperor, one person has three horses, trains every day, eats meat every meal, and has the best weapons."

Bacharcha revealed the identity of Yulin Flying Cavalry, revenge, can you beat Yulin Flying Cavalry?

"What about the other people from Lijiazhuangzi?" The leader actually remembered, and he actually speaks Tang language.

"There is a more terrifying existence than Yulin Flying Cavalry. The owner of the manor can fly and kill people from hundreds of steps away. If you want to catch someone alive, you can catch him alive."

When Bacharcha talked about Li Yi, there was a look of awe in his eyes.

"If Mochu is dead, what will happen to Khitan?" After what happened today, the leader didn't know what the future would be like.

"Do business with Lijiazhuangzi and Tang Dynasty, and never fight again. Tang Dynasty has become powerful."

Bacharcha has a firm idea. Master Li Dong is not bad.

He said he was willing to help Khitan, and he has always done so.

The twenty-twenty-five people over there finished washing, and their clothes were on their bodies. Some places were wet, and their hair was also wet.

But it was hot, and UU reading books ｗww． uukanshu.net would dry in a short while.

The woman who wanted to commit suicide, after washing, showed a clean face, and turned out to be the most beautiful among all.

Everyone came back with buckets of water, sat there to wash the sand off their feet, and waited for it to dry so that they could wear shoes. They hadn't worn shoes for a long time.

If they only had one person to make a pair of straw sandals, they would definitely be snatched away by the people of the Boli tribe.

Now the wheat in the field has been harvested early, and sorghum has been planted, but no soybeans have been planted.

They are worried that if they plant soybeans, the Khitan of the Boli tribe will ask them to make tofu again.

Working all day, tiring.

For them, it is just living every day, without a future, and trying not to cause trouble for themselves.

Unexpectedly, they encountered magical things today, and there was also a magical team.

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