I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 261 Dizzy

"Wow!"

"kill!"

When the tribesmen saw that the last person had finally been judged, they became excited and instinctively raised their spears and shouted.

Upon hearing this sound, the people became excited again.

"kill!"

"Kill him!"

"Cut off Bokhra!"

"kill!"

A wave of cheers suddenly erupted from both the audience and the stage.

Zi Yi felt a slight pain in his ears, but he also felt increasingly hot.

!

He was so excited that he felt a little dizzy.

Amidst the shouts of his people, Zi Yiping raised his iron sword.

click!

The butler's neck was stiffer than he had imagined.

The sword only managed to cleave it in half.

Despite the gushing blood, Zi Yi swung his sword a second time.

The butler's head fell to the ground.

"oh!"

"Well done!"

Finally, they're all done killing!

The tribespeople breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the trial of the first group of people was finally over.

"The leader is amazing!"

"The leader is incredibly strong!"

Upon hearing the shouts of their people, the leaders on the platform changed their tune.

"The leader is amazing!"

"Leadership Justice!"

The shouts of the people became chaotic, but gradually became unified amidst the chaos.

"leader!"

"leader!"

"leader!"

"So they've recognized the goblins as their leader..."

The saint listened in disbelief to the shouts of her people.

Although both chieftain and lord are considered the supreme rulers of a group of people.

But judging from what we've experienced these past few days, it seems the leader is still the most powerful.

The lord will change depending on the ownership of the territory.

But what the leader rules over is a group of people!

People like Zi Yi's clan don't care where their territory is; they'll go wherever Zi Yi tells them to.

Even if this territory is occupied by human nobles again in the future, as long as the leader does not die, the people here will probably all leave with him!

Then the lord will be left dumbfounded, staring at his empty territory...

"My late teacher."

Upon hearing Hagi Saint's words, Zi'an moved his head closer to Li Mosi's ear and spoke.

"You made the steward the last to be tried because of this... uh. So that the people would be more likely to obey us after being involved in the trial?"

Although she had thought of it, she only felt dizzy amidst the shouts.

While the people of the previous estates were grateful for the benefits they received, they had never been so vehemently opposed to the benefits they had received.

She could sense that there was still an inexplicable distance between those people and them.

But at this moment, the people below the stage became like their own people, and had become people who obeyed and were willing to walk with them.

It's an experience of feeling as close as family even though there's no blood relation.

Hearing her words, the saintess also turned to look at Li Mosi.

'This craftsman...he's quite good at winning people over.'

Li Mosi sensed Hagi Saint's movement, glanced at her, and then looked at Zi An.

"This is what I'm telling you: to convince others with the same hatred."

Zi'an nodded gently.

She was not unaware of this matter.

When several families in a tribe are harmed by powerful wild beasts, they will gather together to conduct targeted hunts.

This kind of hunting yields little profit, but it makes their home safe...

After Li Mosi finished speaking, she looked at Zi Yi from the map.

[Target states: dizziness, minors, excitement]

I don't know if Ziyi has thought it through.

Zi Yi stood in the center of the platform, raising his arms to enjoy it all.

He felt as if the raised hands of his people were supporting him, allowing him to fly into the sky like a bird.

Whether it's gathering fellow tribesmen or recognizing new ones, this is an experience unlike any other.

Once the people had finished shouting, Zi Yi pressed his hands down, signaling them to be quiet.

There were no bugles this time.

But as he moved from the stage to the audience, his gestures gradually quieted the crowd, creating a strange ripple effect.

Centered on the high platform, the people spontaneously quieted down.

Zi Yi waved to the walls of people on both sides of the platform, signaling them to return to the ranks, and then gave orders to the tribesmen behind the platform.

"Bring up the other sinners."

"OK!"

"Let's go now!"

The tribesmen quickly ran into the fortress, and then led another group of tribesmen to bring out the twenty-odd surviving wandering soldiers and drag them up to the high platform.

Although there were more than twenty soldiers this time, they were brought up much faster than the previous group.

These wandering soldiers weren't blindfolded, and they were stunned as soon as they stepped onto the stage.

*Thud*—*plop*

The tribespeople put them down, and the people who were taken from them collapsed to the ground.

died!

all dead!

Their sheriff is dead.

The tax collector, whom even the sheriff treated with deference, is dead.

Even the butler is dead!

Death is common on the battlefield.

After several battles, the soldiers were no longer unfamiliar with the smell of blood.

But now, even the managers are dying like this, and the inescapable stench of blood floods the soldiers' minds, leaving them at a loss.

Ziyi began by calling upon the people to identify him.

This time, the people's emotions were not as high as before.

After all, he had already said it once when he identified Gaimour.

Then, regarding exports, teach them to adapt to many things.

Moreover, the surviving soldiers were those with weak fighting spirit.

These people didn't dare to step forward during battles, nor did they dare to rush to the front when committing evil deeds.

They have nothing to do with kidnapping or assaulting people.

At most, they'll just grab some food.

They have nothing to do with kidnapping or assaulting people.

At most, they'll just grab some food.

Somewhat ironically, they only dared to steal grain, not meat such as livestock and poultry.

A bunch of scoundrels.

After the people identified the suspects, Zi Yi began to pronounce the verdict.

"I declare that these soldiers have plundered the people and looted their food..."

"Gurgle—"

The soldiers nervously swallowed as he spoke.

Having summarized the crimes, Zi Yi delivered the verdict.

"You will become slaves, atoning for your sins through work!"

No need to die!

"yes!"

Jike instinctively straightened up and responded loudly.

As long as you're alive, that's enough!

The other wandering soldiers also realized what was happening.

"Thank you, sir!"

"We are willing to atone for our sins!"

"Thanks……"

Zi Yi nodded slightly.

"You're not too bad off."

His voice was too soft for the wandering soldiers to hear.

But it is not important.

Seeing that the people were not making a fuss, Zi Yi moved on to the next step.

"Let's go back."

He waved to the people on both sides and then gave orders to his people.

"Bring out the food."

The people returned to the ranks below the platform, and the tribesmen ran towards the fortress.

The wandering soldiers had already had their combat gear stripped off, leaving them only in their undergarments, before being returned to the townspeople's ranks.

Zi Yi had already memorized their taste.

Seeing everyone back in their places, Zi Yi raised his arms to the audience.

"I see the greed of the Talis family in you."

"The granaries are full, yet your homes have not enough food for the winter. The land yields abundant crops, yet you have no means to protect your families."

"You are like a flock of sheep that have been sheared but have no grass to eat. Foolish Talis doesn't even understand that such sheep can't grow wool back."

"I hate having a bunch of pathetic wretches hanging around me all the time. The days of the Talis family's rule are over."

He won't have a chance to come back.

"Um."

"suck--"

The leaders in the audience either quietly agreed or twitched their noses.

They watched as goblins or humans carried the large earthenware jars and wooden barrels onto the platform, but dared not utter a word.

Zi Yi glanced at the pottery jar and the bucket, and his voice grew louder.

"There's food here. Wait until I finish speaking, then line up to get some. Everyone gets some, and if you're still hungry, you can get more. Just follow the rules; I don't want to see any chaos."

food!

If you're not full, can you get more?

The people's eyes widened instantly, staring intently at the container on the high platform.

Seeing that they didn't make a fuss, Ziyi continued.

"No gift is given for free. If you eat my food, you must obey my commands."

"Winter is still twenty-odd days away, I need you to build roads, build houses! Countless tasks await your completion!"

"You need food for the winter, but you don't have it right now!"

"The rules are simple! After this meal, everyone who can move, come and work. You work one day and get one meal the next; if you do well, you'll get an extra bonus!"

Perhaps it was the surge of passion, but Zi Yi felt that this speech went more smoothly than ever before.

After he finished speaking, Zwan began to shout.

"Thank you, Chief!"

The first shout was like a spark, instantly igniting the entire stadium.

"Leader! Justice!"

"Thank you, Chief!"

"Work for the leader!"

"leader!"

"leader……"

The people shouted excitedly again, Zi Yi's eyes gradually glazed over, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.