The morning sun shines on the fan leaves of the banana tree. Liao Hua and his soldiers returned from the depths of the dense forest. If there were no mountain dogs, even such elite troops would be difficult to get out of this vast rain forest.

The Beigemi people were tied firmly to bamboo poles with ropes, and each pole was held by two Liang soldiers. A total of more than 200 Beigemi people were captured. Except for two or three of Bam's tribes, the rest of the men, women, and young and old were all caught.

The soldiers of the Liang army shouted and gestured, letting these Beigemi prisoners squat in the open space at the gate of the village. Tang Hu had already come out of the village after hearing the news. Seeing that the Liang army had captured so many prisoners, he knew that Liao Hua had succeeded.

He was thinking about his son's whereabouts. He looked around and did not find any crying babies in the army. He couldn't help but feel a little cold. At this time, Liao Hua had already walked towards him and said with a smile: "Old Tang, are you looking for your son. Where is me?"

Tang Hu was both happy and suspicious when he heard this, because Liao Hua was empty-handed and did not hold his son.

Liao Hua approached and took off a package from his back. It was Tang Hu's son, who was sleeping soundly. The woman following Tang Hu stepped forward and took the baby, cried with joy, and bowed to Liao Hua with Tang Hu to thank him.

Liao Hua hurriedly asked them to stand up and said, "No need for such a great gift, this is just a slaughter of me."

At this time, there were shouts outside the village. It turned out that some of the settlement soldiers were about to beat and insult these Beigemi people. Liao Hua said anxiously: "These live animals must live, and don't beat them up, so as not to die on the way."

When Tang Hu heard this, he immediately stepped forward with Liao Hua to stop the reclaiming soldiers from beating and scolding these prisoners of war.

Although it is winter now, the sun during the day is still vicious. Tang Hu is afraid that these people will be heatstroke, so he asked to take them into the bamboo shed in the village and told them to share some water and food. He did this for both Liao Hua's explanation and also for the reason why these Beigemi people did not hurt their children.

After giving these instructions, Tang Hu asked Liao Hua a little curiously: "What is the use of these survivors from above? Could it be that they were transported to Shawadi Port and sold to human traffickers?"

Liao Hua was gnawing a piece of sugarcane produced in Tenglong City. When he heard Tang Hu's question, he spit out the sugarcane bagasse and said, "Our official business in Liang State has never done the slave trade. According to the king, they will be sent to the army."

Tang Hu smiled foolishly and said, "The general is playing with the little ones again. What can these short-lived actors do when they join the army? They have no other specialties except for hiding and wandering in the jungle. If they really want to fight, their physique and strength will be given in vain. If they want to be scouts in the jungle, it will be difficult for them to obey disciplines with their habits. The most important thing is that after they are cleared, there will be no need for scouts in the jungle."

Liao Hua said indifferently: "We don't have the time to play with you, it's the truth. After our Feige sent a message, Zhuge will send a ship to pick up these prisoners in a few days. I don't know how the king should use him... Hey, this is a secret, and I can't tell you."

A few days later, a fleet came from the lower reaches of the Nujiang River. This fleet consisted of various miscellaneous ships. They included warships captured by the Juluo Navy, foreign civil ships, Viking ships, and traditional inland civil ships. When they traveled from Shawadi Port, they first sailed from the sea to the estuary of the Nujiang River, and then went up the river to reach this place.

The captives of the Beigemi were taken to ships one after another. They did not cry during the period of time when they were imprisoned in the village, but now they are crying. Perhaps they think they are going to be separated by their flesh and blood.

A little old man with a gray beard, said to Bam in a gurgling manner: "Class leader, look at this, these white people are going to sell us as slaves!" Bam was looking around, looking for his son Batan, and sighed after hearing this, "This is all the arrangements of the snake god. Everyone must live well. As long as we are still alive, there will be hope for reunion."

When the Zhuluo people occupied Hongshawadi, they often captured and sold the Meng people and the Beigemi people, and some of them could sneak back. Therefore, these Beigemi people thought they would be sold to foreign countries as slaves.

Seeing the fleet leaving, Liao Hua said to Tang Hu: "Old Tang, the nearby Beigemi stronghold should be here. I will go to the next location. You can prepare some dry food and boiling water for us. Tomorrow, I will set off."

Tang Hu bowed and said, "This is natural. There is no need for General Liao to give instructions. I have already prepared it."

The fleet that escorted the Begmi people went down the water and soon entered the West. The weather was beautiful and the Western sea was calm. One day, they were sent to the Shawadi port.

What surprised these Beigemi people was that they were not escorted to the slave market. Instead, they were sent to a place that looked like a military camp to guard them. Moreover, it seemed that not only were they imprisoned, the group of Beigemi people.

Just when the tribe leader Bam was puzzled, several Liang soldiers came to his cage. These "white" soldiers were more than twice as tall as him, and they also brought a Meng translator.

"Are you the patriarch of the tribe?" the Meng translator asked coldly. Bam snorted coldly, admitting that the chains in the cage gate sounded, and the Liang soldiers lifted him out like a chicken.

He was led by the soldiers with ropes and turned to a lobby. Bam saw a familiar figure, and his son Batan was also brought here. At the beginning of the hall was a "white man" who looked like a literati, and a goose feather fan was shaking in his hand.

"Do you know why the government army arrested you?" Zhuge Liang asked coldly. He naturally knew in his heart that there was no concept of government, law, country, or court. But he still started talking in this way.

"You don't eat people, what else can you do except want to sell us as slaves?" Bam asked in confusion.

"Wrong, you are arrested because you have committed a crime. According to the laws of the Han Dynasty and the laws of the Liang Kingdom, you need to be exiled to atone for your sins!"

These two people didn't understand what crime meant, but they could understand the translation of the word "continued army". Batan muttered, "Continued army? Just fight for you. Isn't that still a slave, a soldier slave."

"Of course it's different. After you become a soldier, you are not a slave. You have personal protection and others cannot be killed for no reason. Of course, you will be subject to the constraints of the military camp and military laws. You can continue to live in the military camp with your family. The military camp will allocate food, grass and food, as well as wine and meat on time." Zhuge Liang's meaning is to turn them into military households.

Bam and Batan looked at each other and asked again: "What do we usually do? Do we have to work hard?"

Zhuge Liang laughed and said, "There is no coolie to come out, but the men in your tribe need to train their skills in daily life. It is much easier than hunting in the forest every day. The military camp is surrounded by jungles, and you women can live as usual."
Chapter completed!