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Chapter 141 The Bottom Line of Morality

It was already the afternoon of the next day when Yanshan came back with Tanluo of the tribe.

The reason why they came back so late was not because they encountered danger on the way, but mainly because the two tribes were a bit far apart and they spent a lot of time on the road.

But Zhao Qian didn't know this, and it was his first time to experience this kind of thing, so he kept guarding the door of the tribe until Yanshan and the others came back, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Qian hurriedly greeted them. Just as he was about to say something, he saw a large number of people following behind the team.

After being stunned for a moment, he quickly understood who these people were.

"Yanshan, did you really wipe out the Xinyan tribe?" Zhao Qian raised his eyebrows with joy and asked knowingly.

"Um!"

Yan Shan nodded heavily and said with a smile on his face: "When we rushed over, the New Salt Tribe only had the chief and a few Tan Luo. They were no match for us. We killed them easily."

As soon as he finished saying this, Yanshan suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Zhao Qian was about to ask what happened, but Yanshan himself wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as if nothing was wrong, and explained: "Don't be nervous, I'm fine. I vomited blood because I was cursed by Erya of the New Tribe.

"

Zhao Qian grinned and said, "I see that you are vomiting blood quite seriously. Are you really okay?"

"It's okay!"

Yanshan said in a nonchalant tone: "My recovery ability is very strong. The bit of blood I spit out will be recovered quickly. As long as I wait for Erya to help me lift the curse, I will be fine."

"powerful!"

When Zhao Qian heard this, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up. Only Tanluo, who cured Erya's awakening, was not afraid of the curse that cursed Erya.

If it was Tan Luo from other tribes, he would have vomited blood and died long ago.

Yan Shan chuckled and continued: "Not only did I destroy the New Salt Tribe, but I also blew up their salt mine. From now on, we are the only ones who can sell salt in the entire black sand desert."

However, Zhao Qian didn't care about this.

Because as long as the salt of the Yanze Tribe is good enough, it doesn’t matter whether there is a new Salt Tribe or not.

In comparison, he was more concerned about the results of the battle, "How about the spoils obtained this time?"

"not so good!"

The smile on Yan Shan's face disappeared and he said: "The New Salt Tribe is a new tribe that has just emerged. There are only more than a hundred tribesmen in total. Excluding the dead, they are all here."

Zhao Qian glanced at the people of the Xinyan tribe and asked, "Where are the other things?"

"There are more than a dozen yuan beast cores, but only two are pure blood, and the rest are mixed blood, and there is not much food." Yan Shan continued: "I think the reason why the New Salt Tribe cooperates with the Insect Tribe is

They want to take the opportunity to plunder our food, because their food is too little to survive the cold winter."

Zhao Qian thought for a moment and said: "Is there a possibility that because we took back the salt business, the new salt tribe was unable to buy enough food?"

Although the New Salt Tribe and the Yanze Tribe are in a competitive relationship, the New Salt Tribe has just emerged and is far inferior to the Yanze Tribe in terms of strength.

The Yanze tribe has lost its salt business and can go hunting in the forest, but the New Salt tribe cannot.

It's not that I don't want to hunt, it's mainly that I don't have the strength.

"I feel this is the reason too."

Yanshan thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"broken!"

Zhao Qian suddenly exclaimed.

Yanshan quickly asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Qian smiled bitterly and said: "Our tribe's food is not enough to eat. Now that you have captured the people from the New Salt Tribe, our food is even more insufficient."

In previous years, the Yanze tribe would have had enough food, and there would even be a surplus.

But things are different this year.

First of all, the emergence of the new salt tribe took away a lot of business from the salt tribe, causing them to rest on their laurels for a long time.

Secondly, when the Black Death broke out, the entire tribe was panicked and it was impossible to go hunting.

After all the troubles were finally over, the Yanze tribe began to hunt normally, and met the Wolf King again, resulting in the loss of the prey they hunted that time.

Although the wolf king also asked the wolves to help hunt in the following time, don't forget that there are hundreds of wolves in the wolf pack who need food, so the help the wolves can do every day is very limited, and the food stored is barely enough to eat.

However, Yanshan brought the people from the New Salt Tribe this time, which was equivalent to adding a lot more mouths. This made the food that was just enough to eat suddenly become not enough.

Yan Shan was stunned for a few seconds when he heard this, and then slapped his head hard, "Oh, why did I forget this? It's too late to hunt now."

Zhao Qian thought for a while and asked: "Can we let them leave? We don't want them to be slaves?"

Yan Shan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Do you think I captured them by force? They insisted on following me!"

Zhao Qian asked in confusion: "If I follow you back to the Yanze tribe, they will become slaves. How can anyone be willing to be a slave?"

Yanshan explained: "Under normal circumstances, of course no one wants to be a slave, but the New Salt Tribe has been destroyed, and winter is about to come. If they are slaves, they will at least stutter. If they are not slaves, they will die."

When Zhao Qian heard this, he immediately fell silent.

He was just thinking about how bad it was to be a slave, but he ignored that these people had no choice at all.

Either become a slave or freeze to death or starve to death.

Compared with life and death, they obviously don't care about freedom.

"vomit……"

At this moment, Yanshan suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood.

Zhao Qian's scalp was numb when he saw it, and he hurriedly said: "You should go find the teacher quickly, otherwise I won't be able to bear it when I see you vomiting like this and you are still fine."

Yanshan wiped his mouth casually and said, "Okay, I'll go find Erya first, and I'll leave these people to you."

Zhao Qian said hurriedly: "Why leave it to me? I don't have anything to eat for them, so you should handle it yourself!"

Yanshan said: "You are smart and you always have a way. If there is nothing you can do, just kill them all."

After saying this, Yanshan left quickly and went to find Erya to see a doctor for him.

Zhao Qian looked at Yan Shan's leaving figure and immediately cursed, "This guy is so useless. The person he captured is handed over to me. What do you want me to do? What can I do? You can't really do it."

Do you want to kill them all?"

As he spoke, he looked at the people of the New Salt Tribe, most of whom were women and children, as well as a few old people.

If these people were Tan Luo, he would not hesitate to follow Yan Shan's instructions and kill them all.

However, these were unarmed people and could not pose the slightest threat to him or the Yanze tribe.

He can kill Tan Luo, but he cannot do anything to the elderly, women, or children. This is the bottom line he has always adhered to.


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