The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun brought Murong Shunhua and Gongsun Wan'er along with Damao and a group of other children.

Lu Bai and other Jinyiwei followed secretly behind.

Murong Shunhua asked: "Why do you kids want to imitate others and rob people on the road?"

“Because I can’t survive.”

Damao said sadly, "Those slave owners took away all the laborers in the village. Our parents were all taken away, and only the old, weak, and sick were left in the village."

"We are the last labor force in the village. If we don't come out to get something to eat, we will probably starve to death."

Murong Shunhua fell silent, and the murderous intent in his eyes became even colder: "These guys are so hateful!"

Qin Yun looked at Damao and agreed, "I didn't expect you to be so responsible, but your approach is a little wrong."

Da Mao raised his head and chest and said: "Of course, I am the boss of the village now, I must consider their interests."

"Boss?" Qin Yun wanted to laugh. After all, he was still a child.

Qin Yun suddenly thought of a question, "You just said that once the troops are dispatched, the slave owners will be able to know immediately?"

"Yes!" Da Mao nodded, "They seem to be watching our every move."

Qin Yun nodded and said softly, "Lu Bai, look around to see if there are any spies."

There was an imperceptible response from the darkness.

"Since the other party is monitoring this place, we can't just go there like this."

Qin Yun thought for a moment, then stretched out his hands and said, "Tie us up."

"Ah?" Damao was stunned for a moment.

"What?" Qin Yun glared, "I obey!"

"Oh."

Although Damao didn't understand Qin Yun's meaning, he was still obedient and quickly ordered people to tie up Qin Yun and the other two.

Qin Yun planned to make the three of them the spoils of war for these kids, so as not to alert the enemy.

After tying up the three people, a group of people appeared in front of a fork in the road.

Damao asked, "Sir, should we go directly to rescue the people in the village, or should we go to the village first?"

"Didn't you have a strong opinion before? Why are you asking so many questions now?" Qin Yun said with a teasing look.

Da Mao scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I didn't know how powerful you are before, but now I know how powerful you are. How dare I offend you now?"

Qin Yun smiled calmly and said, "You are good at acting cute. Wouldn't it be better if you were so well behaved earlier? Let's go to the village first."

"Okay, sir!"

Damao witnessed with his own eyes the horrific looks of Lu Bai, Murong Shunhua and others when they attacked him. He knew in his heart that he could only rely on them if he wanted to be rescued, so he naturally worked very hard.

Qin Yun didn't want to delay any longer, but according to Damao, going there rashly might cause the deaths of innocent villagers. He still needed some accurate information, so he just let Lu Bai take people to investigate first.

Da Mao brought Qin Yun and others back to the village.

Qin Yun frowned when he saw the appearance of the village.

This village is very desolate and quiet, just like a deserted village.

Qin Yun had only seen a village like this in years of famine.

In years of famine, many people could not survive and had no choice but to leave where they grew up and migrate to other places, so that many villages became deserted ghost villages.

But although there are still people living in this village, it looks desolate.

"We're back!"

There was suddenly a movement in the village. Some house doors opened and a group of pale and skinny old people looked outside. After seeing that Damao and the other children had empty hands, most of them retreated in disappointment.

They were so hungry that they didn't want to say a word.

When Damao saw them like this, he felt a little guilty because he didn't bring anything back and the villagers would go hungry again today.

"Let's all go back and take care of your grandparents first." Damao said to the children.

The children immediately scattered throughout the village, leaving only a dozen or so children.

Da Mao knew what Qin Yun wanted to ask, and explained: "We are all children picked up by our mother. Our parents at home died under the whips of those slave owners a long time ago. If our mother hadn't taken us in, we would have died a long time ago."

Qin Yun was stunned.

Murong Shunhua said: "It seems that the mother you are talking about should be a very gentle woman."

"Of course!" Damao said proudly, "My mother is the most gentle and beautiful woman in the world!"

Gongsun Wan'er teased, "Is it the same when compared to this goddess sister?"

Damao's face turned red and he hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Gongsun Wan'er laughed out loud with joy.

Qin Yun glared at her.

Gongsun Wan'er's smile immediately faded. "Well, why don't you take us back quickly? Do you think we are not conspicuous enough at the entrance of the village?"

Da Mao quickly took Qin Yun and others back home.

What they called home was actually just a shabby house that was not very spacious, but had to accommodate more than twenty children.

"Sir, please take a seat."

Damao brought in three stools. These three stools were of different styles and it was obvious that they were borrowed from somewhere else. They creaked when people sat on them, as if they would fall apart at any time.

Damao looked a little embarrassed, as if he was ashamed of himself for not being able to even get a decent stool.

In order to help them better, Qin Yun took advantage of Lu Bai's investigation to ask for some information about those slave owners.

Damao said: "I don't know where they came from. I only know that they found treasures near our village and they need a lot of manpower."

"At the beginning, they clearly marked the price and used the appropriate wages to recruit workers from the surrounding villages. Later, they gradually showed their fangs and enslaved the people in the surrounding villages, making us work for them unconditionally."

"But those who disobey will be beaten to death, and their bodies will be hung on a tree as a warning to others."

A child cried and said, "They are really devils! All the villagers were captured by them! My parents died in their hands."

"Do you know what treasure they found?" Qin Yun asked.

"I don't know." Da Mao shook his head. "I just happened to see them transporting cartloads of black stone lumps. I don't know what they are. I heard from the old people in the village that they used that kind of thing to survive the cold winter."

"coal!"

Qin Yun stood up suddenly and looked at Damao with his eyes shining brightly. "Are you talking about coal?"

“What is coal?”

Damao looked at Qin Yun with confusion.

Qin Yun was shocked.

Although coal has been replaced by oil, it was called the real food of industry in the early days. If there was coal, Qin Yun might be able to let the Great Xia Empire slowly embark on the road of developing the industrial age!

By then, not to mention muskets, airplanes and cannons may appear in this world!