Duncan directly redistributed the land on the spot!

In this battle, not only did he bring many attendants, but he also brought along that one-star golden mathematician. After taking down the territory, they first cleansed it, then counted the population, and distributed the land to the lowest level of society, the serf slaves.

To Duncan's surprise, among the Pictish tribes exterminated yesterday, there were actually thousands of Britons!

They were all slaves.

The situation of these people was somewhat similar to when the Xiongnu, Mongols, and Man Qing invaded the Central Plains, plundering the local population and taking them back as slaves. As for the women, they were, of course, used as wives, concubines, and female slaves. Most captured women bore the offspring of the Picts, with the oldest woman having been captured nearly twenty years ago.

The batch of British women taken back then had mostly died; only she lived till now, looking very old. She had given birth to a son for a Pictish noble in her early years, but during the last invasion, both the father and son had died at the swords of the Saxon guard.

This was a snapshot of the era.

From AD 410, when the imperial legions withdrew, the Picts frequently raided the England region, plundering wealth and seizing people. The men generally didn't live long, often worked to death or brutally killed in human sacrifices.

As for the women, if they were a bit compliant, they could live a little longer, but they still had to serve the Pictish warriors and their wives, with a status similar to that of female slaves who could be bought and sold at will. In a few years, they were often no longer recognized as human; some, unable to bear it, even committed suicide.

The focus of the Barbarian Race's invasion from Scotland was to rob money and women, with very little attention on occupying English land; these thousands of British slaves were only recently captured.

No wonder the population in the British province reduced so drastically.

The chieftain's hall.

Duncan summoned some British slaves, contemplated for a moment, and then said to the advisor beside him, "Those willing to stay, give them land."

"For those who want to return, give them some food, and let them go back."

After speaking, he turned to Kulin beside him and said in a focused voice, "So you're saying this tribe only has less than three thousand Picts?"

Kulin thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "It seems so."

Hiss.

The troop ratio is a bit high.

A small tribe of three thousand people was actually able to organize more than five hundred to counter-attack the vanguard troops; this troop-source ratio was nearly six to one. Considering the women and children, almost every household produced at least one competent barbarian warrior.

No wonder the Picts could raid England again and again; this situation was somewhat reminiscent of the Man Qing era, where the captured population was freed as workforce to support professional warriors.

Most captives found it challenging to flee back within Hadrian's Wall.

"So, there are at least tens of thousands of British slaves here, as well as many mixed-bloods, but they've been educated in the Pictish traditions and are fairly similar to the Barbarian Race now."

Duncan rested his chin in thought.

After a moment, he rose and said, "Kulin, Galavin, Clegane."

"Each of you leads a part of the elite troops and follow me to attack El, looking for a chance to annihilate the main Pictish forces."

"Edmundson, Gallard, Chatwin, lead a group of Highland Swordsmen and capture the second Holy Forest near Berwick."

"The Druid Order will cooperate with you in action."

"Everyone else stays to guard."

Steady advance, step by step.

Duncan didn't plan to strike directly at the heart; he aimed to redistribute land along the way, directly dismantling the Pictish chieftain's ruling foundation. Meanwhile, they deployed some of the Britannia Guard Legion locally, with the liberated slaves immediately forming militia units.

For those who raise their heads, there's only one word: kill!

Duncan's bottom line could accept the elimination of one-third of the population as a price to completely conquer Scotland, solving the Barbarian Race invasions of Great Britain once and for all.

To fight is to make them submit!

Fight until they have no spirit left.

The next day, the army advanced again. In fact, they needed to push all the way to Antonine Wall to truly enter Scotland.

At this point, numerous Pictish tribes were also gathering their armies, heading toward the vicinity of Antonine Wall.

Duncan personally led three thousand elite troops in the advance. Perhaps learning from a bitter past, the smaller Pictish tribes behind chose not to resist; the chieftains and nobles fled toward the rear, leaving a group of civilian slaves behind. Some even massacred several British slaves in intimidation for revenge.

This was courting death!

Those tribes would inevitably face Duncan's reckoning.

In the region between Hadrian's Wall and Antonine Wall, the land belonged to the most powerful Pictish tribe, led by Drest I, a somewhat renowned legendary barbarian leader.

Dimension Space.

On Duncan's strategic map, he saw a barbarian force gathering in ambush towards the direction of Alan.

"Ambush?"

"Interesting, but unfortunately, it won't be of any use to me."

In the projection page, ambushers were in the forests on all four sides. Picts excelled in mountain and jungle warfare, capable of concealing themselves within the dense forests and launching sudden attacks to catch the enemy off guard.

The name Pict means 'the painted ones' or 'the tattooed people.'

——Pictish Totem Warrior (Forest Concealment) (Frightening Charge) (Inspiring Battle Cry) (One-Star).

——Black Sword Warrior (Forest Concealment) (Frightening Charge) (Fearless) (Two-Star).

——Pictish Head-Throwing Soldier (Forest Concealment) (Inducing Fear) (One-Star Silver Gray).

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