Among the slaves exchanged for necklaces at the auction, nearly half were old, weak, sick and disabled, and the remaining half could only be said to have no problems, and there were really few fat and healthy slaves.

However, most of the people who took the necklace were the local tyrants of the Muyuan tribe. They were not only strong dragons but also local snakes.

Sooner or later, he will make these cunning and shameless guys pay the price!

Bai squatted at Wu Nuo's feet, flicking his tail once and for all, a gloomy light flashed in his eyes.

For the old, weak, sick and disabled among the slaves, Li had the same idea as other fighters—resell them, throw them away if they can't be sold, and they can't take them back to waste food anyway.

Wu Nuo looked at the equally dirty slave cubs curled up in the arms of the dirty female slaves. Because they were too thin, the children's eyes looked extraordinarily large. In the eyes of dark brown, azure blue, amber and other different colors , without exception, ignorant and innocent, full of desire for life.

Look at those old people again, they are curled up at the very edge of the crowd, with deep fear hidden in their numb eyes under the vertical and horizontal gullies on their faces, compared with those companions who died early due to various reasons, they are undoubtedly luckier . However, they have lived under the shadow of hunger and death for a long life, and were dragged out by their masters to be sold like livestock at a very old age. I am afraid that the god of luck has never really favored them.

There are also those slaves who are seriously ill, most of which are caused by trauma, some are bitten by animals, and more are beaten by people. They curled up pitifully, their bruised and bruised bodies constantly trembling because of the pain. They wanted to live, but their eyes were completely shrouded in the shadow of death.

As for those slaves with missing arms and legs, they have completely given up hope of life, and their eyes are numb waiting for death.

Do you really want to give up these people?

The cold winter is coming, if these slaves are resold or abandoned, what awaits them is undoubtedly a dead end.

So... take them all back to the Horde?

The cubs will grow up one day, no one is born as a young adult, and, cultivated from an early age, has a higher degree of loyalty to the tribe.

Old slaves can live for so long in such a difficult environment, they must have the wisdom to survive, maybe there is a time when they come in handy?

As for the wounded, the Changhe Tribe didn't have many other things, but a lot of witchcraft, and there was also a great witch with superb medical skills. The cost of resuscitating these people and curing them was much lower than raising young and old.

There are also those who are missing arms and legs. If they can be saved, they can always find a job suitable for them. There are so many disabled people in modern times, and they still have to work and work to support themselves.

"...So, you mean to bring all these slaves back." The big witch was sitting in the tent, the light in the tent was very dark, against the light, Wu Nuo couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"Yeah." Wu Nuo was a little nervous, he found out all the reasons he could find, and his saliva was almost dry, but the power of decision was in the hands of the Dawu, whether it would be successful or not, it all depended on the Dawu.

After pondering for a while, the big witch said: "It's okay to take them all back, and it's okay to treat them, but on the way back, the tribe will not give them extra care. Whether they can walk to our tribe alive is up to them. "

Wu Nuo knew very well that Da Wu agreed to do this to the limit, so he didn't say any more, and nodded in agreement.

Next, Wu Nuo and Shui Sha gathered all the sick and injured among the slaves together, and Shui Sha followed the big witch as a young boy. The witch is weak and weak in prescribing the right medicine, but the most basic identification of diseases is whether questionable.

Shuisha got the order of the great witch, and intentionally explained each patient's condition to Wu Nuo in detail.

Wu Nuo's memory is much better now than before, and he memorizes everything that Shui Sha told him, slowly thinking about it. A few years ago, when his dream of studying was not shattered, he thought of becoming a doctor when he grew up and curing patients like his mother. But later, as the dream of studying was shattered, he hid the dream of this youth deeply, and gradually forgot it in the day-to-day running around for a living.

Unexpectedly, in a twist of fate, he would have the opportunity to experience medical skills again. Even if it is a witch doctor whose medical skills are completely different from the modern earth, Wu Nuo cherishes this opportunity very much.

Although he didn't have any foundation, Wu Nuo wasn't worried at all that he couldn't learn well. He is only 19 years old, and compared with those students who have just passed the college entrance examination, he is about the same age. Those college students who are admitted to medical school, unless they have a family background, which one has a foundation? Not all of them are learned after entering the university.

Compared with them, he still has an advantage. In college, how many students does a teacher have to lead? He and Shui Sha are the only disciples recognized by the big witch. There is a big witch with superb medical (witch) skills to teach them hand in hand. At worst, put in more effort. Wu Nuo doesn't believe that he can't learn well!

Wu Nuo is not stupid, he has excellent memory, strong observation skills, willing to use his brain, willing to work hard, not to mention he can draw inferences from one example and understand by analogy, at least he can remember what Shui Sha told him, and he can quickly find the same The subtle differences between the illnesses, in his own opinion, these abilities are nothing, but in the eyes of the big witch, this is a talent.

The big witch is more and more satisfied with Wu Nuo, but the more satisfied he is, the more he has to train him hard.

The first step in formulating witchcraft with outstanding medicinal properties is to recognize the medicinal materials and be familiar with the appearance and function of various medicinal materials.

If you can't become fat with one mouthful, Wu Nuo still has a lot to learn.

For a while, it was impossible for the big witch to pass on all the knowledge he had learned in his life to Wu Nuo. In the afternoon, after seeing the conditions of those wounded and sick slaves in person, the big witch boiled a few pots of witchcraft, and according to their different conditions, gave them Potions cast different spells.

Some of the slaves who had been living in the dark forest had heard about the deeds of the great witch Wuquan of the Changhe Tribe. They never thought that one day they would be able to drink the witchcraft made by Wuquan himself, and a strong vitality burst out of their eyes. .

On the other hand, slaves from places other than the dark forest, seeing the appearance of other people, could more or less guess that the big witch was very powerful, and hope was also ignited in their hearts.

I don't know if it's the power brought by this ray of life, or the witchcraft brewed by the great witch really has a miraculous effect. After drinking the medicine, the wounded and sick slaves, except for a few who were terminally ill, became much better that night.

In addition to healing the slaves, they had to be fed.

The tribal warriors only carried a small amount of food when they set off. They hunted while marching on the way here. The food brought to the Muyuan tribe was not enough for themselves. How could there be any extra for the slaves?

No way, the animal skins and witch medicine brought by Li Yong exchanged some wild melons and wild fruits with the Muyuan tribe and some other tribes, and distributed them to the slaves. Although it cannot guarantee that everyone is full, but at least it will not be enough. I was too hungry to sleep at night.

Among the slaves sent by the orcs, there were 22 young slaves under the age of ten. The little ones were severely malnourished and skinny, and those who were protected by their parents were better. Before the food could be stuffed into their mouths, others robbed them. However, the power disparity was huge. They couldn't rob those adult slaves at all. They could only shrink in the corner, smack their lips and wipe their tears, and then picked up the fruit stones thrown away by others. The dregs were randomly stuffed into their mouths, and they drank some water. Several young slaves huddled together in a corner of the camp, cuddling each other to keep warm.

Wu Nuo is not a person full of sympathy, but seeing this scene, he still couldn't help but feel sad.

After hastily eating the dinner prepared by Shuisha, Wu Nuo found a few slaves who could speak the tribal language, and collected the bones left over from the tribal orc warriors, and asked them to chop the bones into small pieces with stone axes, and smash them into pieces. Open, add water to half a pot of bones, put some herbs that can dispel cold, bring to a boil over high heat and simmer slowly over low heat.

It was already halfway through autumn, and the dead branches and dry grass on the grassland were easy to find, and the slaves easily found a large pile of firewood near the station.

The bones were simmered on low heat for nearly two hours, and the slaves were not very good at controlling the heat. Adding water a few times in the middle would definitely reduce the taste of the bone soup, but for the slaves, it was already fragrant enough. After fully stewed, all the remaining meat dregs on the bones are stewed out, sinking and floating in the boiling pot, with a thick layer of oil floating on the surface of the pot, and the night wind on the grassland blows, and the aroma goes straight to the nose Drill in.

Not to mention the hungry slaves, even the orc warriors couldn't help swallowing.

It's a pity that the stone pot that stewed the bones was stared at in vain. Although he is now showing people the appearance of a cat and beast cub, the chubby fluffy has no deterrent appearance. He lay down next to the stone pot, and the orc warriors were stunned Those who dare to step forward.

The stone pot is quite big, and the broth that has been added to the water several times looks quite a lot after it is stewed, but it is definitely not enough to divide it down. Wu Nuo asked people to call all the little slaves under ten years old, and the skinny little carrot heads stood in a row.

Feng was the oldest among the group of little slaves. He ran the fastest and was at the front of the queue. Looking at the steaming hot soup in the pot with a tangy meaty aroma, he felt a little thumping in his heart, and he couldn't help but start thinking wildly—is this going to boil them alive? When Mu Ma was alive, she told him that some people like to eat people, especially children. If you encounter them, you must run, as fast as you can, and as far as you can!

But he hasn't eaten well for two or three days, and he only ran for a short distance just now and he still hasn't caught his breath. How far can he run if he wants to run now? And there are orc warriors everywhere, where can he go?

Thinking about it, Feng's eyes gradually became steamy, and his thin face, which was not as big as a palm, was full of despair. Suddenly, a wooden bowl was handed in front of him.

Taking a closer look, the bowl was filled with steaming broth.

grunt.

Feng swallowed hard, raised his head and looked dully at the person standing in front of him.

"It's for you, drink it." He heard the man say.

Feng swears, this is definitely the best voice he has ever heard in his life! Although his "life" has only spent 8 cold winters.

Feng almost snatched the soup bowl from Wu Nuo's hand. He was not afraid of being hot, and poured it into his mouth. The boiling broth made his mouth hurt, but he couldn't care less.

"Drink slowly, don't burn your mouth." How long has this child been hungry and hasn't eaten? Wu Nuo couldn't help frowning.

Feng didn't know whether he listened to it, or his mouth was too hot, so he slowed down, but after a while, he drank up a large bowl of broth mixed with minced meat.

The shriveled belly bulged, the hot broth dispelled the cold of the autumn night, and the little guy's shrinking body finally straightened up.

He handed the bowl back to Wu Nuo and looked at him with shining eyes. Although there was no word like 'thank you' in the language he learned, his eyes were full of gratitude.

Wu Nuo felt a little sad when he looked at him like a puppy, and couldn't help but pat him on the head and said, "As long as you are obedient and obedient, you won't be hungry in the future." This hair is really greasy, I must have it tomorrow Let these little bastards take a good wash!

My lord touched his head just now! Touch his head! Feng looked at Wu Nuo stupidly, his nose was a little sore - this was the first time someone touched his head since Mama died, and said that he would never be hungry again.

Looking at Wu Nuo's beautiful baby face with a little baby fat, Feng couldn't find any suitable adjectives to describe his mood at this moment. His eyes stared straight at Wu Nuo, and his thin face honestly showed two Apply blush.

Well, from tomorrow onwards, I will never wash my hair again! ~(≧▽≦)/~Feng silently made a happy decision in his heart, suddenly felt a chill on his back, and had the illusion that he was being watched by a beast, Feng turned his head subconsciously, and there was only a beautiful cat beside him Cub, there is no beast, I always feel that the cold eyes of the cat and beast cub seem unfriendly... Illusion?

A large pot of bone soup, each of the 22 young slaves had a bowl, and it quickly bottomed out.

After eating and drinking enough, the little slaves looked at Wu Nuo completely differently. The cowardice and fear they had when they came had been swept away. Wu Nuo asked them to go back to sleep, and several little ones were still dawdling and didn't want to leave.

It would be great if I could be the slave of Lord Wu Nuo.

The little slaves who were a little older were all thinking the same thing in their hearts.

The big cat looked at their backs with very unkind eyes.

"Bai, you also think they are very pitiful, don't you?" Wu Nuo picked up the fat cat cub.

The big cat gritted its teeth, nodded reluctantly, and thought of something, put its round head in front of Wu Nuo, looked at him once, lowered his head, looked at him again, lowered his head, with ice blue eyes It seems to be urging something.

Big cat, do you want me to...touch him?