This metal plaque is only the size of a palm and looks like it was made of Huangtong.
The overall shape is round, and the style is not complicated, with only simple patterns and an eagle head pattern in the center.
"Moon Eagle bronze medal?!" Wang San exclaimed after seeing this metal medal.
"Do you know him?" Du Heng said in surprise, pointing to the metal plate on the ground.
He did not pick up the metal plate rashly, lest the picture on it be poisonous and he would be plotted.
Although he has been successful in "Immortal Muscles and Jade Bones" and can be said to be invulnerable to all poisons, he still needs to be cautious when it is time to be cautious. This can avoid many unnecessary troubles.
"Immortal, I have heard a little bit about this Moon Eagle Bronze Medal." Wang San nodded and said, "During the chaos over the weekend, the barbarians in Northern Xinjiang took the opportunity to rise up as a force and united many tribes, known as the Eagle King's Golden Account.
"Now, although the Eagle King's Golden Tent has not completely unified Northern Xinjiang, it has become a climate with overwhelming power and strong men emerging in large numbers, often invading the borders of Qingzhou and Yongzhou.
"In order to encourage the strong men under his command to attack us Middle-earth people, the Eagle King's Golden Tent specially set up the mechanism of the Moon Eagle Warriors, that is, we can use the heads of our Middle-earth people to exchange for the Moon Eagle Card.
A dignified county town, even inferior to a small county town in Yongzhou like Shanyin County.
Because the behavior of An Tongbei and others reminded him of the heinous crimes committed by Japan in China on earth.
Such a small and humble person actually has such a blood debt in his hands!
What should the other powerful men from Northern Xinjiang look like?
He is also a commoner in the fourteen states of Middle-earth, and he is one of the heads that can be exchanged for the Moon Eagle Card. He can empathize with him.
A loader who looked to be over fifty years old stared at Du Heng for a long time, his eyes always resting on the Taoist robe that symbolized the disciples of Chunyang Temple.
At the same time, they also stripped off all the clothes, belongings, and weapons of this group of horse bandits, intending to put them on escort vehicles and take them away. Of course, the horses also had to be taken away.
When he saw the heads of the three babies, he even had the urge to go directly to Northern Xinjiang and massacre all the people in the Eagle King's golden tent.
Unfortunately, 70% of the money earned from merchants will end up in the hands of the local noble families, and the remaining 30% will be distributed to some of the common people who are in power. 70% of the money will be given to the government in turn.
At that time, Ryohama County was also very prosperous, and it was completely different from what it is now.
But after taking a look at the overseer not far away, he still closed his mouth and honestly moved the goods.
Fortunately, merchants can still make money by relying on waterways. Every year, just relying on water transportation and doing business with merchants, the profits are very generous.
Theoretically speaking, the life of the people here should be okay.
"Master Wang, chop the corpses of these people in Antongbei a few more times before leaving!" Du Heng said solemnly, "This way the smell of blood will more easily attract the surrounding beasts."
"Chief Immortal, these..." Wang San couldn't hide the look of sadness and anger on his face. There were actually three babies' heads among the twenty heads!
Du Heng gently closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Take them and find a secluded place to bury them."
This encounter was undoubtedly the most emotionally impactful one in his previous life.
Twenty years ago during the Zhou Dynasty, Chunyang Temple also operated many industries in Liangbin County.
Liangbin County is located in the middle of two large rivers, Luoshui and Cangshui, which flow into the sea. It has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times, and it is also an important gateway for the northwest and eastward expansion of China.
A total of twenty heads plastered with lime!
Judging from the traces above, it should have been just a few days after the beheading. It was probably the "result" of the last robbery by An Tongbei's group, and they planned to send it back to northern Xinjiang for exchange.
"Yes!" Wang San agreed immediately, and then took the people to work.
…
"In other words, his Moon Eagle Bronze Medal was obtained with thousands of ordinary Chinese people!" Du Heng's face turned gloomy.
"Is this the county seat of Qingzhou?" Du Heng asked Wang San beside him in a low voice, "Why does Liangbin County look like this?"
Legend has it that Da Xi's expedition to the east of Daxia started here thousands of years ago. During the Warring States Period, four kingdoms fought here for thousands of years, and were eventually occupied by Da Yu, who then unified the world and swept across the fourteen states.
This loader's name is Wei Wu.
These are the trophies of Immortal Xujing.
He desires even more unrivaled strength.
But in a place like this, the most common people on the street are government officials looking for various ways to collect money from merchants.
But naked blood and killing!
…
It's just nonsense.
No one cares.
"Hey, Immortal Chief, please don't worry, the counties and cities behind are even worse than this." Wang San sighed, "After all, there are no big sects in the twelve counties of Qingzhou, and it is considered the weakest place of the sect.
Du Heng asked a few more questions, and then fell into silence. He already had a rough idea of what was going on.
The common people were all skinny and skinny, like zombies, the shops were empty, and there were only a few vendors hawking on the streets.
Otherwise, it is nothing but grass, ants, and dust.
This is the first time Du Heng has faced the conflict between Northern Xinjiang and China so clearly.
"In exchange for the heads of the people of China?!" Du Heng was shocked and angry when he heard this. Although he had previously known that the market in Northern Xinjiang would intrude on the borders of China, he did not expect that it would be so cruel. "What about this Antongbei?"
Where’s the bronze medal?”
Thousands of heads of ordinary people!
But after the change of dynasties, the noble families took control of everything, and the "Zhao Law" imposed a series of restrictions on the sects. Chunyangguan had no choice but to give up its properties in Liangbin County.
As soon as he arrived here, Du Heng noticed that this place was very different from the counties in Yongzhou.
It's not about traveling around the world and enjoying grudges.
However, while packing up the belongings of these bandits, Wang San discovered something shocking.
As for the people?
"At least thousands of ordinary people's heads are needed, and you can also use the top fifty people on ten people's lists or the top thirty people on one person's list to offset it." Wang San said with a solemn expression, "With An Tongbei's strength, it is impossible to win over people.
The top fifty masters, that is to say..."
"Even the lowest-level Moon Eagle Iron Medal needs to be exchanged with the heads of hundreds of ordinary people in Middle-earth. It can also be redeemed with the top 100 people on the list, or the top 50 people on the list."
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
There were no storms along the way, and we arrived at Liangbin County smoothly.
"In the eyes of these noble families, we ordinary people without family background are all untouchables, even lower than the humble common people they look down on. How can we deserve to live a good life?"
At that time, Wei Wu was working in a boat shop run by Chunyangguan. With normal wages, his wife, children and mother could all live a healthy life.
Now in the era of Great Zhao, the land in Liangbin County has become extremely poor, with no grass growing and nothing can be cultivated.
"This Moon Eagle Medal is divided into five levels from low to high, namely Iron Medal, Bronze Medal, Silver Medal, Gold Medal, and Jade Medal, which correspond to different levels of privileges and rewards.
In Du Heng's opinion, this was simply extremely desolate.
These twenty heads gave him a clear understanding of the main colors of the world and era he lived in.
It’s not about martial arts dominating the world or talent competing.
The experience of Liangbin County made Du Heng further understand the background of this era.
"Huh..." Du Heng took a long breath and barely suppressed the emotion, "Let's go."
After leaving Hanguan and arriving at the boundary of Qingzhou, Du Heng and Wang San's journey became relatively peaceful.
And just when Du Heng and Wang San were loading cargo at Cangshui Wharf and preparing to take a boat to Anbo Country.
As long as you don't come from a wealthy noble family and don't have "noble" blood, you must have strong strength.
From then on, Wei Wu could only work as a loader on the dock, and his wages were only one-tenth of the normal wages before, and his life suddenly became extremely embarrassing.
There was a famine a few years ago, and his wife, children, and mother also starved to death. Now only a grandson who has just turned ten is left, which has become his only motivation to survive.
The guard finished loading the goods and stood on the pier, looking at the ship that was gradually going away and the figure wearing a monk's robe on the ship, murmuring in his heart.