"How many people are left in the tribe?"

In the wooden house in the center of the camp, Samwell, who was sitting at the head, asked.

Below him, gathered the new patriarch of the Huya Tribe, the wizard, and a group of clan elders.

"Sir, there are still more than 2,300 people in the tribe, but most of them are women, the elderly and children."

Of course, Samwell heard the implication of Cheeman’s words and asked:

"Lack of food?"

"There is enough food now, but due to the lack of young adults, the number of prey harvested in the future should be greatly reduced... It is estimated that there will be a shortage of food soon."

Samwell rubbed the back of his chair, knowing clearly in his heart that most of the young men of the Huya Tribe had either died in the battle on Yingzui Island, or had become his own prisoners.

Of course he didn't want to let these prisoners go, after all, he still had to rely on them to build his territory.

However, the women, children, and children of the Huya tribe cannot be ignored.

Whether it is out of humanitarianism or to win people's hearts from a utilitarian point of view, Samwell must settle these people.

However, it is indeed difficult for him to support so many people with the money and food in his hands.

But Samwell wasn't too worried.

After all, we have just won such a big battle. Isn’t it too much to use this opportunity to make additional investments with investors?

Samwell asked himself that compared to those entrepreneurs who dared to ask for money just because they had a ppt, he was already a rare and honest person.

After pondering for a while, Samwell said:

"Qi Man, please count the number of elderly people over sixty years old and children under ten years old who are left unattended in the camp. In addition, count the disabled, sick and others who cannot take care of themselves. I will build a camp on Yingzui Island.

The welfare home will take care of these people. Of course, entering the welfare home is voluntary. If there is someone at home to take care of you, you don’t have to go."

"You are such a kind lord!"

Qi Man and all the clan elders bowed their heads and worshiped, and said sincerely.

Samwell continued:

"As for the women in the camp, if they are willing, they can marry my unmarried warriors. And for every tribal woman who marries to Yingzui Island, I will give a reward of five silver deer as a reward.

Wedding gift."

"Thank you, Lord Caesar!" Qiman bowed again, "Being able to marry one of your powerful warriors is the greatest honor for a woman from the Huya tribe!"

"Now that you have become my subjects, please stop using the name Huya Tribe. From now on, this place will be called Huya Village. Qiman, I appoint you as the village chief and be responsible for managing this village for me."

Cheman quickly walked up to Samwell, knelt down respectfully and saluted:

"It's my pleasure."

Samwell helped him up and said:

"Considering that Huya Village has just experienced a war, I will exempt you from taxes for three months. However, if a war breaks out, Huya Village must respond to my call-up order."

"Yes, sir, it is our honor to fight for you!"

"Qi Man, you can write to other nearby savage tribes on my behalf and tell their leaders that I am also willing to accept them as my subjects, and the treatment will be the same as that of the Huya tribe."

"Yes, sir."

In fact, Samwell did not have high hopes for the other savage tribes to join him. The Huya tribe was led by Qiman, and the leaders of the other tribes would definitely not be willing to have multiple lords on their shoulders and pay more.

share of tax.

However, the posture still needs to be shown first.

In the future, we can slowly conquer these savage tribes, but the most urgent task is to digest the Huya tribe first.

Afterwards, Samwell acted like he was close to the people and consulted the opinions of all the clan elders present.

These clan elders are also sensible people, and of course they do not dare to take the opportunity to put forward excessive opinions, so as not to offend the lord, so they only raise some insignificant opinions.

In order to show his benevolent side, Samwell also fulfilled their small requests.

Only the suggestion from the tribe wizard Saru made Samwell frown.

Originally, the Huya tribe believed in the so-called "Mountain God", but now that they have become Samwell's subjects, Saru wants to know whether the tribe should all convert to the Seven Gods.

Of course, Samwell knew that faith must be treated with caution, otherwise it would easily cause chaos.

These savage tribes living in the Crimson Mountains actually have different beliefs. Some believe in the Seven Gods, some believe in the Old Gods, and some believe in other messy gods, such as the "God of the Mountain" of the Huya Tribe.

If they are forced to uniformly convert to the Seven Gods, not only will Huya Village be prone to problems, but other savage tribes will probably be even more resistant to Samwell after hearing about it.

But in the continent of Westeros, except for the North, the Church of the Seven Gods is the official religion. If it is known that the people under Samwell believe in all kinds of messy gods, I am afraid that someone will be sent to question them.

After Samwell thought for a moment, he said:

"My subjects have the right to freedom of belief. If they are willing to change their beliefs, the Seven Gods will naturally open their arms to them. If they are not willing, they can still retain their original beliefs."

After considering the pros and cons, Samwell finally decided not to go to the Church of the Seven Birds.

After all, increasing his own strength is the top priority, and he certainly doesn't want to push the savages in the mountains against him because of issues of faith.

As for the Seven Gods Church's accusations... To put it bluntly, how many divisions does it have?

After the former religious order was forcibly disbanded by King Maegor I, the Church of the Seven Gods has lost the ability to intervene in the affairs of the lords by force.

If he just sends monks to hold him accountable, Samwell has plenty of ways to deal with it.

Anyway, just try your best to delay. When he has enough strength, he will naturally have the confidence to bargain with the Church of the Seven Gods.

Just like the nobles in the north who still stubbornly believe in the old gods, does the Church of the Seven Gods dare to send people to burn the weirwood trees in their homes?

"You are truly a kind lord!" the wizard Saru said respectfully.

Just when Samwell thought the other party was finished, Saru actually spoke again:

"My lord, may I recommend a young man to be your attendant?"

Samwell frowned again, feeling a little unhappy in his heart. He felt that the old man in front of him was a little ungrateful and actually wanted to crowd people around him.

Seeing that Samwell had misunderstood him, Saru quickly added:

"Sir, he is a descendant of the clan leader of the tribe. If you can accept him as an attendant, it will be an honor for everyone in the Huya tribe."

"The old patriarch's heir?" Samwell looked at Chiman, "Do you have other brothers?"

Before Cheman could speak, Saru explained:

"No, I am referring to the old patriarch's grandson, Katu."

Samwell understood instantly, and his eyes when looking at Saru suddenly became particularly playful: "Is he Cheka or Chemu's son?"

"He is the son of the Cheka, my lord."

"Bring it here and let me take a look."

Salu walked out of the wooden house and found a little boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, took his hand and said:

"Katu, you will become the lord's attendant. From now on, you will lead his horse, hold his gun, clean his armor, and obey all his instructions. Do you understand?"

But Katu couldn't help but shake his head and said in a muffled voice:

"But I don't want to be his attendant, he killed my father!"

"He killed your father on the battlefield in an honorable manner. You should not hate him for this, but should learn from his bravery. Moreover, if you continue to stay here, I am afraid you will die in an unknown way."

"Why?"

"Do you know how your grandfather died?"

"Didn't grandpa die of illness?"

"No, he was suffocated to death by Chiman!"

Kathu's mouth opened wide, obviously shocked by the news.

Immediately, he shouted: "Then why don't you tell everyone?"

Salu put his index finger in front of his lips, indicating to the other party to lower his voice, and said helplessly:

"Even if I tell the truth, how many people would believe it? It will only plunge the Huya tribe into greater turmoil."

Afterwards, Saru said no more, took Katu's hand and returned to the wooden house.

"My lord, he is Kathu."

Seeing Kathu standing there in a daze, Saru quietly pushed his back.

Catu secretly glanced at his uncle Chiman, then quickly withdrew his gaze, then stepped forward and knelt in front of Samwell, saying:

"Dear Lord, please allow me to be your attendant."

Samwell looked at Cheeman, only to see that he was looking at the ground expressionlessly, as if he didn't care about what was happening in front of him.
Chapter completed!