The dim light of the morning sun slowly penetrated the clouds and sprinkled a faint golden color on the mountains.

On the earth stained red by blood, unknown weeds greedily absorb the remains of the dead, trying to make themselves grow taller and stronger.

Several vultures were hovering in the sky, eager to swoop down and enjoy this feast.

Although he had not slept all night, Samwell was still in high spirits and was directing his men to clean the battlefield and place the prisoners.

This battle was finally won, and it was a hearty victory!

Samwell understood that this victory was of great significance to him.

First of all, after this baptism, the batch of recruits he recruited were no longer just decorations, but powerful weapons that he could rely on.

Secondly, he himself also gained a lot of reputation because of this victory. Originally, he was a famous waste among the river bend nobles. Except for the recruits recruited by him, no one looked up to him. But now, everyone looks at him

His eyes were full of reverence and respect, and he had truly been regarded as a lord who expanded his territory.

The most important thing is that after this battle, the new territory will no longer have to worry about being attacked by savages. At least there is no savage tribe near this valley that has the courage and ability to pose a threat to him.

At this time, Todd came over, bowed to Samwell and said:

"Sir, the preliminary statistical results of this battle have come out."

After this victory, the knight of the Tyrell family became obviously more respectful when facing Samwell.

"How is it going?"

"A total of eleven of our soldiers unfortunately died, and twenty-three others were seriously injured. However, we killed more than 350 savages and captured nearly a thousand people!"

At the end of the sentence, this battle-hardened bastard knight was in disbelief.

He had participated in many battles, but he had never seen such exaggerated results, especially when he knew that the pioneer knight in front of him was leading a group of recruits who were on the battlefield for the first time!

Even if the opponent is just a savage with poor equipment and even worse organizational skills, such a brilliant victory is enough for this young knight to enter the ranks of the outstanding generals of the Riverbend.

The Tully family is really rich in generals.

At this moment, Todd no longer dared to associate Samwell with the name of trash. In his opinion, this was either a misunderstanding or involved some dirty conspiracy within the Tully family.

"Well, the wounded should be properly arranged, and the sacrificed soldiers should be paid pensions according to the standards I promised before. You can ask Gavin for the money."

"Yes, sir."

"Caught the savage leader?"

"Caught. This attack was launched by a nearby tribe called Huya. The organizers were the three sons of the tribe leader. They have all been captured."

"Okay, bring him over to see me."

"yes."

When the three Huya brothers were brought forward, Samwell discovered that one of them was the terrifying savage who posed a fatal threat to him on the battlefield last night.

"We meet again." Samwell greeted with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Cheka." Cheka gritted his teeth and spit out a few words between his teeth. His blood-red eyes stared at Samwell, as if he was about to rush to bite his throat if he disagreed with him.

Naturally, Samwell would not be afraid of a defeated general, not to mention that the opponent's hands and feet were tied.

"Cheka, we have no grudges, right? I haven't hurt anyone in the Huya tribe, but why are you attacking us?"

Chika snorted and said angrily:

"Everywhere you Hewan people go, you occupy land and build cities, cut down forests, and hunt wild animals. But these are all gifts given to us by the gods! Now that they have been destroyed by you, you actually ask us why we attack you?"

"These survival resources are not labeled. Why do you say they are given to you exclusively by the gods? Why can't they be jointly developed?"

"Haha, since you have won, this mountain forest is naturally yours. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Kill if you want. No warrior in the Huya Tribe is afraid of death!"

"Really?" Samwell looked at the three brothers who showed no fear and suddenly had a plan in mind and said, "But I didn't say I wanted to kill you."

"You won't kill us?" Cheka frowned and asked, "Are you planning to make us your slaves?"

Samwell shook his head again: "Slaving others is an offense to the Seven Gods, and the laws of the kingdom also prohibit keeping slaves."

"If you don't become slaves, will you let us go?" Qi Mu, the second child, couldn't help but ask.

Unexpectedly, Samwell actually nodded.

"Humph! Are you so kind?" Cheka obviously didn't believe it.

"I had no intention of being an enemy of the savages." Samwell said frankly, "It's just that you didn't give me a chance to show kindness. I just said that the gifts of nature are not yours to monopolize. As long as you are willing, we can

You can definitely become a partner, a friend, or even a relative."

"You Hebang nobles always speak nicely." Cheka said disdainfully, "But you still don't want us to surrender to you?"

Samwell smiled and asked: "Isn't it natural to surrender to the strong? Isn't that the case in your tribe?"

Chika was speechless at these words.

Savages indeed respect the strong.

But then he said in a low voice:

"Only the leader of the Huya Tribe, our father, can decide whether to surrender to you."

"So I want to meet your father."

"Okay, then you let us and our tribe go first."

Samwell shook his head and said:

"This attack of yours has caused us to suffer huge losses, so there must be corresponding compensation."

"What compensation?"

"Those tribesmen who were captured by us must stay and build the castle for me. They can only leave after the castle is completed."

"Isn't this just asking them to be your slaves! Just now you said you wouldn't keep slaves, you are indeed a hypocritical noble!" Cheka snorted.

Samwell ignored him and continued:

"And you must pay the price as punishment for provoking this fight."

"What punishment?"

"Hundreds of people died because of you, and the punishment must be equal, so naturally it is also death!"

Cheka laughed loudly: "So you still want to kill us, are all the bullshit you said before?"

Samwell shook his head again: "No, I will only kill one of you. I will let the other two go, to show my sincerity in reconciling with the Huya tribe."

The three brothers were stunned for a moment, and then asked almost simultaneously:

"Who are you going to kill?"

Samwell smiled mysteriously and said:

"Well, it's up to you to decide which one will atone for the sins of those dead."
Chapter completed!