Chapter 165, cold tactics, slave trade, taxes of rat war

Chapter 165, cold tactics, slave trade, taxes of rat war

A head was thrown off.

This is a head with shock, anger and unwillingness on his face.

It rolled on the grass until it stopped in front of an old priest.

On the grassland, in each tribe, the leader and the priest are the two beings who determine everything in the tribe.

Their relationship is not that bad.

Or maybe it's because the priest is always the eldest elder in the tribe.

His body trembled a little more, wanting to touch the dead-looking head in front of him.

But he was interrupted by those cold words.

"Gather all the warriors from your tribe."

The wolf knight commander paid great attention to this group of sheep orcs. After all, their great king almost suffered a defeat on this grassland.

His cold eyes fell on the old priest in front of him, with a sense of scrutiny.

But despite taking it seriously, when facing the old priest in front of him, the wolf-orc leader riding on the giant wolf always had a feeling of superiority.

The argali tribe in front of them is not small. Even when facing the wolf orc knights entrenched outside the tribe, they are at a disadvantage, but they are not without the power to resist.

But they will probably give in anyway.

It wasn't because of the werewolf knights who had arrived in front of them, or because the wolf-orc commander preemptively killed the leader of the tribe.

With just a call, the angry argali warriors from the tribe behind him would rush out, but the old priest did not do so.

He knelt down tremblingly.

In front of him, behind the wolf knight commander, a dazzling flag fluttered, and the aura of the god on it was so clear and strong.

The god who was worshiped and lifted up betrayed the argali tribe.

After the leaders were killed and the priests knelt down in sorrow, even the power left by the argali clan in this four-season pasture far exceeded that of the arriving wolf knights.

But they lost the power to resist, in the betrayal of the gods, and in the silence of most of the priests.

Of course, there are some guys who don't cooperate.

But although the wolf knights who came to Four Seasons Ranch for support were only a reserve team, they had an absolute advantage when facing any scattered tribe.

All the guys who didn't cooperate were killed.

The Wolf Knight Commander successfully completed the gathering of most of the remaining power of the Argali tribe.

At the same time, the migration of these large and small argali tribes began.

After leaving behind most of the giant sheep, these argali tribes headed towards the grassland pasture promised by the wolf orc commander.

Not willing, but the warriors of the tribe have been recruited to leave, far away from the tribe.

If you want to resist, you don't have any strength.

When the wolf orc commander led the wolf knights to block the tribe again, there was only one choice left.

Either they believe in the promise made by the wolf orc commander and lead the tribe deeper into the grassland when the harsh winter is approaching.

According to the words of the wolf orc commander, there is a wider pasture and food that has been prepared.

Or, be killed.

There was no choice at all. Under the leadership of the silent priest and the escort of the wolf knight, these old and weak Argali sheep left most of the giant sheep behind and embarked on the road of migration.

The Wolf Knights received an extremely large amount of supplies.

Enough for them to spend this winter richly, enough for them to carry on the war for a long time.

At the same time, the group of argali knights became more obedient, caring about the old and weak who were taken away, and caring about their relatives and tribes.

This group of prairie barbarians who have experienced the baptism of civilization are no longer as free and easy as they once were.

Only the wolf orcs know the direction and specific location of the migration of the argali tribe.

They are not afraid of war and death, but they are still concerned about it.

Surrender in front of this group of wolf knights and obey the command of the wolf knight commander.

However, can such surrender really bring any good results? Can these argali knights really see their relatives return to their tribes again?

Although the Argali Tribe nominally joined the Grassland Empire as a member, in fact the commander of the Wolf Knights did not seem to take this seriously.

What the argali knights don't know is that their gods, the gods they worship, are no longer limited to their argali clan.

Some wolf orcs have new beliefs under the assignment of the wolf orc king, and even priests of the argali gods have been born among the wolf orcs.

Gods are a precious resource, even if they are just apprentices.

It is doubtful whether the argali are still that important in the eyes of their gods.

The wolf knights who sent the argali tribe away one by one quickly turned back. It seemed that they had not sent them very far, and they were also stained with some bright red traces, like the freshly solidified blood.

The commander of this wolf knight was decisive and resourceful, and quickly completed the integration of the remaining forces of the argali tribe.

Be prepared, be prepared to face the impact of the outsider.

Then, he punched the cotton.

There was no attack at all, and no trace of the enemy was seen. The wolf knight commander staying deep in the Four Seasons Ranch did not wait for any enemies.

During this period of time, Rat Zhan was recruiting troops and had no plans to go on an expedition. The rat scavengers who were actively heading out also had more delicious goals and were running wantonly on the grassland.

They were hunting the sheep orc tribes scattered outside the Four Seasons Ranch.

After nearly destroying all the warriors, these large and small sheep orc tribes unsurprisingly became fat pies scattered on the grassland.

A large number of rat scavengers chased their traces in this vast four-season pasture.

Especially recently, a large tribe of sheep orcs was targeted and defeated by a large team of rat scavengers.

That harvest is really eye-catching.

The rat scavengers who had been picking up rubbish behind Shu Zhan had never seen such a posture before.

Large swaths of giant sheep were driven outside the grassland city, but this was not the biggest gain. The biggest gain was the large number of captured sheep orc slaves.

This is a rare commodity. Although the rat war killed a lot of blood on this grassland, this killing embryo did not leave any survivors.

In most cases, there are piles of corpses, and sometimes the corpses don't even have heads.

Compared to corpses, living slaves were undoubtedly more popular.

Even the commander of the temple guards, the real big shot who served the gods, showed his face.

Although these sheep orc slaves did not satisfy the commander of the temple guards, the best sacrifices must be powerful warriors, enemy priests, or leaders.

But it's a pity that these guys were all killed by Rat War.

There was no other way. With a wave of their hands, the temple guards bought all these sheep orc slaves and the huge sheep.

Preparing to send him back to the barren mountains can be regarded as his own merit. After all, no sheep orc sacrifices have been offered to the main temple of the great god in the barren mountains.

As for these giant sheep, they are in the same operation as the rat war, preparing to bleed to fill the blood pool.

The price offered by the temple guards was very generous, and these guys never lacked blood mushrooms.

That gives a pretty huge number.

Even during the transaction negotiations, the captain of the large scavenger team bowed and looked humble in front of these temple guards.

But if given a choice, many Ratmen would rather be the one kneeling before the temple guards.

In the end, it even alarmed the rat war.

Shu Zhan looked at this posture and felt something was wrong. He was keenly aware of something wrong.

etc! These guys bought slaves and brought them back to the barren mountains, instead of offering sacrifices in the temple of this prairie city?

Although Shu Zhan didn't care what these guys did, after all, no matter how they tinkered, half of the blood mushrooms produced in the Prairie City Temple had to flow into his hands.

But you went to capture the sheep orc tribe that I maimed, and then made a deal with those temple guards, so you stopped offering sacrifices in this prairie city?

This is not allowed! This is absolutely not allowed!

Rat Zhan immediately sensed that something was wrong, but he did not mobilize his troops to find trouble with the temple guards. After being dealt with by him, these guys ignored him and did not ask for trouble.

And this problem is also easy to solve.

The arrival of the Rat War directly interrupted the captain of the large scavenging team's dream of getting rich overnight.

It’s just an 80% commission.

When Shuzhan can kill these guys as pigs, he is not polite at all.

In a daze, the expression on the captain of the large scavenging team changed drastically. He turned red almost instantly, his expression became ferocious and terrifying, and his eyes were blood red.

Then, then he glanced at Rat War.

Rat Zhan was looking at him with interest at that time.

This moment.

All the emotions were suppressed, and the flushed face was forced back, and he gave Shu Zhan a flattering expression.

The captain of this large scavenging team is very self-aware.

It's just that the changes in expressions and the ups and downs of emotions are inevitably a little unnatural. This flattering smile looks particularly twisted and weird.

Shu Zhan shook his head with regret. If the guy in front of him had not known good and bad things, he could have more blood mushrooms in his hand.

He found that he was out of mushrooms again. Although the blood mushrooms in the temple had not stopped popping up for the time being, he was currently preparing and forming the second round of violent knights.

He took a greedy look at the giant bell in the temple of the gods, which was even bigger and carved with more complicated patterns.

Although Shu Zhan is already considered wealthy in the Skaven Kingdom, compared to those really big families, those senior Skaven priests and these temple guards, the things Shu Zhan has in his hands are really not much. .

The giant bell in the temple outside the prairie city has been replaced with a bigger one, better one, and the sound is clearer.

Withdrew his gaze.

Rat Zhan leaves.

The captain of the large scavenging team who was crying and laughing was left behind.

Regret lingers in my heart for a long time.

Although even if Shu Zhan directly took 80% of the commission, he would still be able to make a lot of money, just not that much.

But if you can’t make more, then you will make less!

A new rule was determined. All transactions that took place in Prairie City were subject to a commission.

A new thing was officially put on the table by the rat war who was not wealthy enough, taxes.

The big warlord Shuzhan began to collect taxes.

Especially the slave trade, which was heavily taxed.

For ordinary trade, if blood mushrooms were involved, a 50% tax would be collected.

And if it was a slave trade, the tax would be 80%.

An interesting point appeared. In the rules of Rat War, slave trade did not include slave rat trade, and slave rat trade was classified as ordinary trade.

The above two items, plus the five-level commission on blood mushrooms in the temple, Rat War was conservative in calling it tax collection. In fact, it was considered exploitation without any problem.

But after all, this was also a kind of progress.

It was a record that Du Yuan, the god, would write down in his notebook when he saw it.

The civilization process of the rat people increased by one again.

Later, in this grassland city, many strange things happened because of Rat War's tax problem.

The most direct manifestation was.

Rat War's ordinary trade tax could not be collected at all. Although Rat War was the commander-in-chief, it was quite difficult to get rice from the mouths of these rats.

The Ratman Supervisory Team was sent out by Shu Zhan to collect taxes. These supervisory teams, who cruelly executed fleeing rats one after another on the battlefield, had no way to deal with these guys who were thinking of various ways to evade taxes.

When these guys were forced into a corner, they would even choose the most primitive barter.

Anyway, it was a matter of life and death. There was no blood mushroom at all, and what was collected was bags of inferior blood mushroom powder.

When Shu Zhan saw these inferior blood mushroom powders for the first time, he fell into deep thought.

What is this?

This was the first question that came to Shu Zhan's mind.

But it was no wonder that Shu Zhan was like that.

These inferior blood mushroom powders were just like their names. They were really inferior stuff. There was definitely adulteration, at least more than half of them. The better ones were made of cave mushroom powder, which had the closest texture.

The worse ones were not acted, and were directly mixed with dirt, sawdust and some messy things.

In Shu Zhan's contemplation, this ordinary trading tax was left unresolved.

In fact, there are still some guys who can collect this tax, such as those big claw priests, but Shu Zhan is not stupid.

Most of his army's replenishment and logistics rely on these big claw priests. He has offended so many guys in the rat kingdom, but he has never had conflicts with the big claw priests.

But Shu Zhan still collected the slave tax.

Although the temple guards are not asking as high a price as the first time, they still want slaves.

In general, there is still some profit, even if Shu Zhan takes a high commission.

A large number of rats began to break into the grassland in front of them and dreamed of getting rich by catching slaves.

Under such circumstances.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and fine snow covers the vast grassland overnight.

The cold winter has arrived.