Northern Frontier.
"This damn paperwork was impossible to keep up with."
Qi Fei slammed the bamboo slips onto the table.
The Great Ranch in the Northern Frontier was desperately short-handed. That was true even with the talent resource package Chen Xi had sent overnight.
The main problem was that the captives included not only millions of Hu Barbarians, but also cattle and sheep as far as the eye could see.
The people could just about be managed under military rule, but the cattle and sheep couldn't.
Even among the soldiers from frontier regions like Bing Province and You Province, not everyone knew how to care for cattle and sheep.
Especially once their numbers grew large.
So Qi Fei's plan was to split them up, selecting suitable Hu captives to take charge.
They could either be absorbed directly into the Great Ranch, or operate independently outside it, under indirect management through the purchase of mature cattle and sheep.
Compared with the Great Ranch, which had already earned some renown and offered a steady livelihood, the Hu Barbarians weren't particularly keen on becoming independent small-scale herders.
Still, it was better than staying locked up.
Qi Fei had no intention of killing the captives, but the Hu Barbarians didn't know that.
All they knew was that, somehow, they had lost this battle.
And as Qi Fei deliberately allowed the various tribes to mingle, nearly everyone learned just how many people the Han Dynasty had taken prisoner.
There were so many that there wasn't even enough room to house them.
Then the Hu Barbarians began repeatedly recounting the exploits of the heroes who had once defended the Han Dynasty's frontiers.
For instance, there was the Butcher, who preferred to remain anonymous, and had left the northern lands strewn with corpses.
The originator of the