The owl who reported the news couldn't tell me why.

He only saw the body, and as for the ambush, he had long disappeared.

His head was shaking like a rattle, and he stammered: "Master, villain... villain doesn't know..."

"waste!"

Xi Yu pushed him away and asked, "Where is the corpse? Where are the corpses?"

"I have... taken back to the tribe..."

"Take me to see!"

Xi Yu is now one head, two big ones.

He had just suffered a big defeat, with more than 25,000 people. In the end, only a few thousand people were left who fled back to the tribe with him.

There are rumors in the tribe now.

He said he was a disaster star; he said he usurped Xi Zhuo's throne and brought disaster to the entire tribe; he said he angered the gods, and now the gods are punishing the tribe...

Xi Yu had just sat on the throne and his foundation was unstable. If such rumors became more and more intense, he would probably not be able to sit on the throne for long.

Misfortune never comes alone.

At present, the two hundred warlocks sent by the God Tribe to support him had an accident in the tribe's territory and were killed, which would undoubtedly encourage the spread of rumors.

Just thinking about it, Xi Yu felt a headache.

While Xi Yu was in a state of misery, Li Yu, who returned victoriously, was welcomed by the military and civilians in Pingchang.

In this battle, the Zhou army led by Li Yu not only defeated the aggressive Nusu tribe in one fell swoop, but also successfully wiped out the two hundred warlocks of the God Tribe.

This great victory prevented Pyeongchang City and even the entire Pyeongchang County from a war. How could people not welcome Li Yu's return?

In the city of Pyeongchang, gongs and drums are loud and the petals are flying.

Li Yu rode on the horse, smiling, and waved to the people on both sides of the road from time to time.

Back at his temporary residence, Li Yu took off his armor and washed up well. Then he changed into casual clothes and came from the backyard to the vestibule.

In the living room, Meng Liao, Zhang Hong and others had been waiting for a long time.

Li Yu first learned about his own war losses from everyone.

Now, the exact data of the war loss has been counted.

In this battle, the capital army suffered a total of 2,209 deaths and 736 serious injuries. The total battle was damaged, nearly 3,000.

As for the Xiao army of the Su Nu tribe, 5,178 people were killed, 925 people were seriously injured, and 13,761 people were captured.

Due to the large number of captured people, these prisoners were a huge burden for Pyeongchang City.

Zhang Hong frowned and said, "Your Highness, the daily food consumed by the captives of the Xiao army is very large. My Pingchang County is really... I can't afford it!"

Meng Liao said in a deep voice: " Raising a tiger is a problem, and releasing the tiger back to the mountain is even more undesirable. Your Highness, I think that these prisoners should be disposed of as soon as possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Zhuo shivered and hurriedly said, "No! Your Highness, I have confidence that I can conquer all these prisoners under my command."

Meng Liao narrowed his eyes.

He never trusted Xi Zhuo.

If Xi Zhuo was allowed to recruit these prisoners, Xi Zhuo's subordinates would suddenly surge to 17,000 people, close to 20,000.

Isn’t this a huge threat to our side?

Meng Liao did not speak, but looked at Li Yu.

Li Yu rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Okay! Xi Zhuo, you will be allowed to surrender them! However, their command will be temporarily mys. When will you regain the throne and become the new King Sunu, I will return these people to you as much as possible!"

Xi Zhuo thought for a moment, then nodded and responded: "Your Highness, we have a final say!"

"Yeah! It's a matter of determination!"

Xi Zhuo's face couldn't hide his excitement.

Now that others are still here, Li Yu, his heart has already flew away, and he looks extremely excited.

Li Yu looked at Zhang Hong and said, "Premier Zhang."

"I'm here!"

"Can the corpses of the fallen soldiers be restrained?"

Zhang Hong nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, Your Highness!"

“Cremelting tonight.”

"Yes! Your Highness!"

"In addition, a temple of heroes is built in the city! The military signs of the fallen soldiers are hung in the temple! The sacrifices they made for Pyeongchang County should be remembered by people and even descendants!"

Zhang Hong looked sad and nodded heavily and responded: "I have recorded it! I will definitely build the Heroes Temple as soon as possible!"

The next day.

Xi Zhuo couldn't wait to go to the school military ground.

At present, all the captured Xiaojun are imprisoned here.

The huge school ground was crowded with people. Looking around, it was filled with darkness and crowds, and countless numbers were rushing.

This place has become a huge concentration camp.

With Xi Zhuo's appearance, the noisy school military field immediately became quiet.

Xi Zhuo walked to the high platform step by step, came to the center of the platform, and stood still.

He looked at the many tribesmen below and shouted: "Do you still know me?"

Many owls lowered their heads.

The brave Xiaojun shouted loudly: "Second Prince!"

"Xi Zhuo!"

Xi Zhuo said loudly: "Before his father died, he had already been entrusted to me, and Xi Yu changed his destiny against the heavens and usurped my throne. His miserable defeat this time is really a punishment of heaven and he is blamed for his own fault. It is only a pain for you and will be implicated by him for nothing."

After a moment of pause, he said seriously: "Today, I will give you a chance to correct yourself! As long as you are willing to submit to me and regard me as king, soon, I can take you to wait and return to the tribe and reunite with your family!"

The school military field was silent.

More than 10,000 people, no one spoke.

After a long time, someone suddenly shouted in the crowd:

"Xi Zhuo, can you take us to revenge?"

"Yes! Xi Zhuo! Can you take us with you to avenge the Zhou people?"

They have always bullied the Zhou people. When did they beat them so badly?

Xi Zhuo sneered in his heart, revenge?

He said with a loud voice: "No!"

Listening to his straightforward rejection, people's faces changed.

Xi Zhuo took two steps ahead and said, "After I take the throne, I will repair my relationship with Zhou. From now on, there will be only trade between the two countries and no more wars!"

He slowly glanced at everyone present and asked, "Do you really like fighting so much? Do you really like dying on the battlefield and never meet your family again?"

People looked at each other without saying a word.

Xi Zhuo frowned and said, "There are many mines in the territory of my Su Nu tribe. We can mine ore and sell it to the Zhou people to exchange for our favorite gold, silver and jewelry. Since we can get everything we want without having to fight to the death, why do we have to go to war and go to the battlefield?"

He was talking about his heart.

He was very disgusted with the plundering policy that the Su Nu tribe has always implemented and felt it was undesirable.

The Su Nu tribe borders the Zhou state, and the Zhou state has no ambition to annex the Su Nu tribe. What a good innate condition.

As long as the tribe's geographical advantages and product advantages are properly utilized, through trade, the Su Nu tribe can develop and grow step by step.

By then, it is possible for the Su Nu tribe to conquer every tribe in the Xiaoyang Kingdom.

But Xi Jie and Xi Yu, the two barbarians, knew how to rob the barbarians. They were simple-minded and had no ambitions, so they forced the Su Nu tribe to look like they are now.
Chapter completed!