Manager Xu stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the ragged Korean girls on the pier. When he was trembling in the cold wind, he suddenly said speechlessly: "Shopkeeper Tu, are the so-called goods you call these Korean women?"

"Yes, you know that in charge of the matter, whether in Luzon or Nanyang, most of the people going out to sea are men, and only a very small number of them will take their families to settle overseas. In this way, almost all women are short of women on overseas islands. The native women in Nanyang are black and ugly. Men in our Song Dynasty don't like them very much, but these Goryeo women are different, and they are almost not much different from our Song Dynasty. Moreover, Goryeo has suffered another disaster. If I don't buy these women, they will have to starve to death. So it's better to go with me to marry a good husband in Nanyang and give birth to a man and half a woman in the future, which is a good home!" Manager Tu said with a smile.

When Manager Tu heard the explanation from Manager Tu, Manager Xu secretly despised him. Human traffickers are human traffickers, but they even said that they were so noble, as if he was doing something to do good and accumulate virtue. Speaking of which, he was also the manager of the dignified Yue Prince's Mansion. If people know that their fleet actually helped the traffickers sell humans, would this damage the reputation of the Yue Prince's Mansion?

Thinking of the above, Manager Xu was also a little hesitant, and secretly considered whether he wanted to repent on the spot and preserve the reputation he had finally obtained for the Yue Palace? However, Manager Tu was also a personal master. When he saw Manager Xu's expression, he immediately guessed something. He hurriedly cursed again: "Manager Xu, the nobles of the Tang Dynasty liked Kunlun slaves and Silla maids. Now it is not easy to find a real Kunlun slave. If there are natives from Nanyang, there are actually natives from Goryeo. However, Silla maids are actually Goryeo women. As you are, you naturally need a good Silla maid. The villain has already chosen it for you. You can send it to your room today!"

"Nonsense, how could I accept your gift!" Manager Xu said with a stern face when he heard this, which made Manager Tu's heart beat. He thought it was this flattery that hit the horse's leg, but then Manager Xu said again. "How much does the Goryeo woman you gave me cost? I will pay you at the original price!"

Hearing the words from Manager Xu, Shopkeeper Tu felt relieved and thought that it was indeed a hero who was sad to pass the beauty. He smiled and said, "You are too polite, you are just a cabbage price, it is really not worth your money!"

"What? The price of a cabbage?" Manager Xu was stunned when he heard this. Since the introduction of cabbage to the north, countless vegetable farmers have planted cabbage before winter every year to store it. However, when there are more cabbage, the price of cabbage will naturally drop sharply. Now the price of cabbage in the north in winter has even dropped to a price of one cent per pill. If a Korean woman is worth one cent, is that too cheap?

"You don't know what the manager said. Although cabbage is a big street in our Song Dynasty, no one has grown it in Goryeo, so every winter, we only need to transport a ship of cabbage to come over and sell it at a sky-high price. Some Goryeo nobles are even willing to spend their usual money to buy a cabbage. In addition, this year, Goryeo Jeolla and Chungcheong Do have both suffered disasters. In order to eat it in one bite, many people choose to sell their children, so they can buy a young and beautiful Goryeo woman with their usual money." Shopkeeper Tu explained with a smile again.

"So that's it. Then I'll give you a truck of cabbage when I go back, but don't forget to send a few women to Lao San and Brother Wang. They have worked hard all the way!" Manager Xu turned around and returned to the cabin. Since he had agreed to Manager Tu before, he couldn't regret it anymore. At worst, he could transport these women directly to the naval port of Liuqiu Island. He asked Manager Tu to find other fleets to transfer there.

In the camp of Wanyan tribe surrounded by fireworks, Aguda walked in the camp on charred wood. The scene in front of him was very familiar to him. When he went to the burned Black Bear Division to check it, the same situation was the same, but now the Black Bear Division has been replaced by his Wanyan tribe. In comparison, the casualties of their Wanyan tribe were not particularly heavy, but almost all the materials stored in the tribe were burned to ashes by the fire attack of the Song people.

"The leader, I have counted it. There were only 107 people who died in battle last night, but the injured reached more than 1,300, and most of them were burned. As for the supplies in the tribe, they were almost completely lost. Now I have asked everyone in the tribe to hand over the food around me and distribute it in a unified manner. But even so, it probably won't last a few days." At this time, the person responsible for counting the losses came to report to Aguda, his voice was full of worry. When the Wanyan tribe heard this, they all showed panic expressions. There was no food reserve before the winter, which was like a death sentence for them.

"Don't worry, my second brother is coming back to hunt. He will definitely bring a lot of prey at that time. The most important thing now is to rebuild the camp. If the tent is burned, you can ask someone to cut some wood and build some wooden houses to keep warm!" Aguda said calmly at this time. No matter how angry he was in his heart, in front of the panic and careless tribe members, he, as the leader, must remain calm. This way of treating the tribe members can regain confidence.

"Yes, I'll do it now!" The visitor agreed and turned away. When the tribesmen around him saw Aguda's calm expression, they all seemed to have found their backbone. The panic on their faces was also reduced a lot. Some people took the initiative to cut wood to build a house. After all, the food could be eaten for a few days, but they had to build a house that could avoid the cold before the night came, otherwise the cold wind alone would freeze people to death.

Seeing that the people in the tribe were temporarily stabilized and began to move, collecting some useful things in the burned tribe, Aguda finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then he called some confidants and advanced along the direction of the previous crossbows firing. He soon found the place where the third brother and the others fired the crossbows, but there was nothing else here except a bunch of burned ashes.

"Despicable Song people, sooner or later, I, Aguda, will make you pay a hundred times or a thousand times the price for today's affairs!" Aguda looked at the direction of the Song Dynasty, and his eyes were full of resentment and said to himself.

A few days later, Wu Qimai led the tribesmen who were out hunting back to the tribe. Their hunting was very successful. Not only did they gather a large herd of deer, but they also found two black bears that were about to hibernate, as well as some other small animals. It can be said that they returned with a full load this time, which also made Wu Qimai and others smile on their faces when they came back.

However, when Wu Qimai and the others returned to the tribe and saw the devastated tribe, the smiles on their faces suddenly froze. They originally thought that their tribe would give them warm welcome, but they never expected that the tribe was still good before leaving, but now they turned into this broken appearance.

At this time, the food of Wanyan's master was almost exhausted. When Aguda was worried, he heard the news that his younger brother was back, which made him very happy. He ran out to greet him in person, but when Wu Qimai saw him, he shouted: "Brother! This... what's going on?"

"Oh, this matter is hard to describe. You asked someone to share the prey with the tribe's people. They have not had a full meal for several days!" Agu found out when he asked about his younger brother's questioning, and then he sighed, and even with his tenacious nerves, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed when he encountered such a major setback. Especially when he saw Wu Qi, who could discuss with him, he felt even more bitter in his heart.

In fact, even if Aguda didn't say it, Wu Qimai almost guessed what happened, because the tribe was full of traces of fire, which was almost exactly the same as the situation where the Song people attacked other Jurchen tribes before, but the casualties in their tribe did not seem to be heavy.

Wu Qimai followed Agu into the tribe. He didn't see it clearly outside just now. When he entered inside, Wu Qimai found that the tribe's losses were even more serious than he thought. He saw that the entire tribe could not see a complete tent, most of which had been replaced by some extremely simple wooden houses. There were some grass and mud in the gaps in the wooden houses, which could barely block the cold wind outside. As for the few remaining tents, most of them were burning out many holes. Some women were sewing patches on the tent. In addition, Agu's own tent seemed to be gone, and even a pungent smell of coke can still be smelled in the tribe.

Aguda took Wu Qimai to a patched tent, then opened the curtain and let him in. As soon as Wu Qimai came in, he immediately asked, "Brother, is it the Song people doing it?"

"Yes, it's true that it's the Song people. I'm a little careless. I was just trying to make you careful before, but I didn't expect that the Song people were so bold. Not only did they kill a retaliation, but they also directly attacked our Wanyan tribe. What's even more annoying is that they didn't have the courage to fight with us openly. Instead, they shot firearms and tinder oil from a distance with the range of weapons, turning the entire tribe into a sea of ​​fire. If you hadn't arrived in time today, I'm afraid the people in our tribe would be hungry today." A Guda also seemed quite helpless at this time.

"Bastard, my Wanyan general is incompatible with the Song people!" Wu Qimai was so angry that he suddenly pulled out his knife when he heard this, and then cut Agu's desk where he was reading was cut into two sections, and his eyes also shot endless anger.

"Second brother, now is not the time to get angry. The Song people are extremely cunning and immediately flee away with one blow. Now they are probably already in Goryeo and do not give us a chance to revenge. Now, for us, the most important thing is to survive this winter. As long as we are still alive, we will have hope of revenge!" A Guda persuaded him instead.

"But there is no more food, and it's too late to hunt. How can we survive this winter?" Wu Qimai suddenly felt very powerless after being angry.

"Hehe, that's not necessarily the case. I've thought of a way these days. This is the only way we can survive!" At this time, Aguda's voice suddenly became a little hesitant, and a beast-like light shot out from his eyes. (To be continued)
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