Chapter 52 Colonies

Agon walked carefully in the ruins, feeling cold and cold in his heart. The Ula Ula warriors who had frightened their tribe yesterday fell in a mess on the scorched ground, some with painful flesh, and some had been burned to black coals. , some were beheaded to the ground with missing limbs. Such a powerful tribe was wiped out just like that.

Ling Qingyu was sitting on the stone pier in front of the largest stone house. A small portion of her hair was burned off, and the rest became an explosion. Her face was black and gray, her palms were torn by wooden sticks, and there were several cuts on her legs. son. Compared to Yan San, Yan Qi and Yang Zhao who were fighting on the front line, she was actually the most embarrassed.

Yang Zhao bandaged her wound, looked at her grinning and moaning in pain, sighed, and said nothing.

Yan San was not so kind, and said coolly: "I can just ask you to watch on the side, it won't be fun if you have to look for it. Really, how can you say it in two words? Eleven?"

"Two words?" Ye Shiyi thought about it seriously and said, "Deserves it?"

"You, you, you!" Ling Qingyu pointed his black finger at him, and after pointing for a long time, he said angrily: "Xiao Shiyi, don't follow him in the future, or teach him well!"

Yan Qi suppressed his laughter and asked from the side: "The rest of the people are gathered here, how to deal with it?" He had never seen such a embarrassed boss. He was incompetent and had to take the lead. However, he looked so embarrassed. , but Yan Qi felt that this was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

"Agong." Ling Qingyu searched for it, waved Agon over, and said to her: "Go and see if they have any left."

"How are the injuries of the brothers?" Ling Qingyu turned back to ask Song Yu.

"It's okay, even though I suffered some injuries, it's not serious." Song Yu said with a smile. Now he finally understood the meaning of what Ding Dong said when he sent them off the boat. Following Yan San, Yan Qi and Yang Zhao, there will definitely be meat to eat. Then Yan Three, he is simply a god of death.

"That's good," Ling Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and smiled at the five nights: "Are you okay? You can brag about it when you go back. Not everyone can have the experience of almost being made into braised pork. . Tsk tsk tsk, such a white and tender little body must taste delicious."

As the head of the family, could you please stop saying such terrible things with your face covered in black ash and white teeth exposed, with a smile that looks obscene to you?

Seeing the youngest Ye Fei's face turn pale, Ling Qingyu laughed, held him on his knees and sat down, patted his back gently and said: "Okay, okay, don't be afraid, no one can eat our Xiao Ye Damn it, sister won’t allow it! Be good.”

Her soft voice calmed Ye Fei's heart. The six-year-old child unconsciously leaned on her chest. Unfortunately, Yan San took him out just a moment after he put it on her chest.

Seeing Yan San with a sullen face, he took Wu Ye aside to teach him a lesson, while Yang Zhao led people to clean up the scene. Ling Qingyu stood up and began to see clearly the current situation of the camp.

The camp was in a state of disarray, with dead bodies strewn all over the ground, limbs and arms everywhere, and blood dyeing the grass purple-black.

A sudden feeling of wanting to vomit came up in his chest. It was the impact of facing the consequences of his own actions. He closed his eyes and suppressed the nauseating feeling. Ling Qingyu slowly walked towards the group of prisoners.

"How is it?" Ling Qingyu asked A Gong.

"Most of them were captured and were not members of the Ula tribe. They said they were grateful to you for saving them, and their tribe was willing to serve you." Agong turned sideways and lowered his head.

"Really? Then ask them to help first," Ling Qingyu pointed at Yang Zhao who was leading people to gather the corpses for disposal, and said: "If this place is not cleaned up, once a plague occurs, your tribe will also be affected."

Agong bowed his head and said yes, then said a few words to the group of prisoners, and many people stood up and followed Agong to Yang Zhao to help.

"Go and have a rest." Yan San threw Five Nights to Ye Shiyi and took Ling Qingyu's hand. Seeing that her face turned pale, she felt a slight pain in her heart and said, "You have nothing to do here. , go to sleep, I will call you when I’m done.”

"Help me go to the river," Ling Qingyu whispered when he saw a body next to him that was burned like charcoal. The feeling of vomiting became even stronger.

Yan San looked at Yang Zhao. Yang Zhao was much more familiar with this kind of battlefield handling than him, so he held her waist and jumped to the river.

As soon as he arrived at the river, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but crawl to the water's edge and vomit violently. From the moment he made the decision to taking action and then finishing, the fear and fear that Ling Qingyu had been suppressing suddenly emerged, and his body began to tremble unconsciously. She has been living in a peaceful age, and she usually doesn't even dare to look at photos of car accidents. Even though she had been baptized last time when pirates attacked, it was for self-protection after all, but this time it was entirely due to her own decision, and there was still so much in it. How could it not be shocking that multiple women and girls died so tragically?

After acting so strong just now, Yan San sighed inwardly and hugged her from behind.

Behind him, Yan San just hugged himself silently. The heat and tenderness on his body with a faint smell of gunpowder smoke slowly eroded away. Everyone around him seemed to be quiet, except for the firm and powerful heartbeat of his heart behind him. The sound beats with my own heartbeat. Ling Qingyu slowly calmed down.

"Well, don't be afraid, let's get some sleep." Yan San's voice was just like the voice she spoke to Ye Fei, soft and seductive. He hugged her into his arms, and Yan San also patted her back gently. road.

Ling Qingyu leaned on his chest and held back the tears in the corners of her eyes. No matter how terrible it was, she had to accept it. This was her own choice. Don’t regret it if you did it. And even if you knew the result, if you do the same thing next time, you would still do it. Don’t do it? Ling Qingyu asked himself, and heard the firm answer in his heart, do it.

"I don't regret it." Ling Qingyu murmured.

"Well, you are the most responsible head." Yan San rubbed the acupuncture point on her head and watched her slowly calm down and fall asleep.

After changing Ling Qingyu into a comfortable position and letting her sleep in his arms, Yan San leaned on the stone by the river and looked at her dark face under the starlight. The dull pain in his heart became more intense and he lowered his head. He kissed her on the dark lips and said softly: "Don't be afraid, no matter where you go, I will always be with you."

Yang Zhao directed everyone to clean up the camp before dawn, dug several large pits, stacked the bodies separately, poured oil, and prepared to set fire to them after leaving. The warehouses of the Wula tribe were also cleared out. They were a big tribe after all, and they had a lot of things. Some of them were valuables plundered from other ethnic groups. Yang Zhao asked people to put them aside, and then divided the captives into different parts of each tribe. Together, when we separated them, we saw that there were actually about ten of them, and some surviving members of the Ula tribe were also standing aside to do all this. It was already slightly bright.

Seeing Ye Shiyi and Wu Ye huddled together and sleeping, Yang Zhao slowly searched along the river. Behind a big stone by the river, he saw Yan San holding the sleeping Ling Qingyu.

"Is it done?" Yan San asked when he saw him coming.

"Almost." Yang Zhao responded, sat down next to Yan San, held Ling Qingyu's burnt hair, and said, "She is not suitable for this."

"She is learning to adapt." Yan San glanced at Yang Zhao and said, "Did Ding Dong tell you?"

"Well, the war in the north is about to start, but for the time being, the emperor won't think of us so quickly." Yang Zhao sneered and said.

"Have you thought about going?"

"Well, we have to find out our background," Yang Zhao said, glancing at Ling Qingyu again, "We can't let her be wronged."

"She's not the kind of woman who hides in the backyard."

"At least I have something to rely on. I won't let any government servant break into the room directly."

Yan San's eyes shrank and she looked at him coldly.

"It's not what she said. Bai Wei told Eleven, and Eleven said it." Yang Zhao stared back at him without timidity, and then said leisurely: "Your people still need to be trained well."

"Hmm..." Ling Qingyu rubbed his eyes. When he opened his eyes and woke up, there was a faint light on the horizon. The morning star was unusually bright in the sky. He let out a sigh without realizing it. He was trying to imitate the innocent look of a sixteen-year-old girl. Pointing to the sky and saying: "Ah! Stars." Looking again, there is a stinky face on the left and a stinky face on the right. Well, I am an aunt, so I don't want to act cute.

"Pack up and get ready to leave." Yan San pushed her to Yang Zhao and stood up.

Even if he didn't know the previous situation, Ling Qingyu could sense that these two were no longer dealing with each other, so he quickly pulled Yang Zhao up and said, "It's almost dawn, let's go down the mountain and catch up on some sleep."

After the people of each tribe swore by their gods that they would be loyal to her, Ling Qingyu agreed to let them go. He only asked the tribes to unite and not fight among themselves, and to collect some resin plants, gold and brass while hunting. She would send people to collect them regularly. She also promised them that if they paid tribute on time, she would also send people to teach them some medical skills and agricultural knowledge. There are also vast coastal plains and low-lying river and lake lands in Mindanao, which can be transformed into fertile fields and plantations.

When they heard Ling Qingyu said that they could be given a field to farm without having to risk their lives in the jungle, some of the indigenous people, like Agong, were very excited and asked to help them transport their things, and asked if they could bring them as soon as possible. They go.

Ling Qingyu asked Agong and found out that these people were captured and would become inferior people even if they returned to their own tribe. It was better to go to the land that could be cultivated. And Agong she brought them here, and those Ula people who ran away must be If you think of ways to retaliate, you might as well move together and have a new start.

Another group of people who were unwilling to leave their tribe also offered to help them transport their things.

A group of people went down to the beach and saw the Fengshen parked in the distance. It was probably Ding Dong who had come to look for them after seeing them not returning for a long time. This was just right. After loading everything, Ling Qingyu left a few small boats to wait for Agong's tribe, and let the Fengshen set sail for the coastal plain first.

Agong's people moved very quickly. Of course, most of their savings had been taken away, and there was the threat of revenge from the Ula people, so it was impossible not to move quickly.

There were also some tribesmen who heard that there were fields for farming, so they brought their families and asked Ling Qingyu to take them in.

On the third day, nearly a thousand indigenous people were transported to the coastal plain by Ling Qingyu.

When Song Yu and the others saw such a rich and vast land, they drooled and followed Ling Qingyu's instructions. They used the grain they brought on the ship to make seeds and began to teach the indigenous people to farm. Zhou Tan also built many farm tools, and the indigenous people went to the forest to farm. A few elephants came out to do cool work, and within half a month, the fields looked a little different.

Ling Qingyu has spent these days teaching Agon how to grow other cash crops besides rice. The indigenous people also swore to the gods that this land and these advanced technologies were given by the fairy Ling Qingyu, and they would remain pious and pay tribute.

So, when the matter was settled, Ling Qingyu discovered belatedly that he owned a colony.