Qi Yuan, who was beaten half to death, was thrown among the slaves.
The slave in the middle was startled and took several steps back.
The chief slave who executed the criminal law held the whip and tapped his palms, and kicked Qi Yuan on the head, "Do you know who he is?"
There was no need for the slaves to answer, the chief slave replied: "Many of you know that this is the son of the former chieftain of Morgan, and so is the one who died outside. It's a pity that they don't have as much wink as their father. Knowing them Why did it come to this?"
The slaves all bowed their heads.
"Because they are dishonest!" The head slave kicked Qi Yuan's waist, causing Qi Yuan to curl up in pain and let out a muffled groan.
"As defectors, they actually betrayed Lord Horned Clan, and wanted to let go of the water monster Tian Wu, who is valued by Lord Bonesmith and Wizard Hood! So as punishment, Lord Horned Clan demoted them from commoners to slaves But after they became slaves, they still didn't do well, they dared to think about running away, and they even dared to persuade people to rebel against Lord Horned Clan!"
"Oh!" Qi Yuan was kicked again.
"And don't think about it if you don't report it! Everyone who works here today is not allowed to receive food."
The slaves rioted.
The chief slave raised his whip and cracked it, "Whoever dares to make a noise, I will make him not even want to drink a sip of water for three days!"
The slaves were honest, and knelt on the ground with their heads bowed, not daring to make any more noises.
The chief slave looked around in satisfaction, and pointed to one of the middle-aged slaves with a mean face, "You, get up. My lord will have punishments as well as rewards. You are meritorious for reporting. Today everyone's food here belongs to you. In addition , starting today you can be transferred to work in the weaving workshop."
"Thank you, my lord! Thank you, my lord!" The middle-aged slave happily knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
Some slaves shot hateful gazes, but they all lowered their heads for fear of being seen by the people above.
The middle-aged slave looked around triumphantly, and finally stared fiercely at Qi Yuan who was curled up on the ground. Even if you are the son of the former chief, so what, let you arrange heavy work for me, and also deduct my rations, now you know that I am Cai Da! If I don't work here in the future, I won't be afraid of you!
Some slaves hate to dig their fingers into the soil. This Cai Da is not a fun thing. He should have been assigned to work in the most difficult and tiring millstone field, but Cai Da gave his wife and daughter to the millstone field respectively. The little slave head and the chief slave head in charge of the entire slave camp were exchanged to work here.
Although the work here is just as hard, the slaves here are secretly governed by Qi Yuan, everyone helps each other, and it is the work shed with the least number of deaths in the entire slave camp. But this Cai Dazhang has something to do with slaves, not to mention being lazy and slippery in his work, and secretly snatching the rations of the weak. After everyone told Qi Yuan, Qi Yuan punished him a little bit. Unexpectedly, this thing held a grudge and even falsely accused him. Qi Yuan rebelled.
But Qi Hao was unwilling to be a slave, and was really planning to escape. Cai Da informs but hits the wrong side, and the head slave leads people to capture Qi Hao who has escaped.
Qi Hao and Qi Yuan are brothers, Qi Hao ran away, many people did not believe that Qi Yuan would not know about it, but those who knew the relationship between the brothers knew that even if Qi Hao could escape, he would never take Qi Yuan with him, let alone tell he.
But Qi Yuan didn't know why, when the chief slave asked him to hand over Qi Hao's body and disassemble him as materials, Qi Yuan refused, and refused to let go of Qi Hao's body. Qi Yuan also had a rebellious heart, so the torturer dragged him out and beat him severely.
The chief slave said a few more words and made a burst of prestige. Seeing that the slaves were so honest, he stopped his saliva in satisfaction.
The mean-looking middle-aged slave immediately got up and followed closely the head slave, he was also afraid of staying behind and being retaliated against.
The head slave casually asked the slave manager who was following him, "Where did Duanwei go? Why didn't you see him coming?"
Duanwei is the little slave in charge of the shed, and the slave manager who was asked sneered, "It's so cold, Duanwei must have gone to some warm place to be lazy, or caught some little slave having fun."
The chief slave cursed, and then reprimanded and threatened the slaves, cursing and cursing, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the work shed seemed a little out of order. What was the slave across from him looking up at? How dare he hold his head up so high while he was talking!
It seemed strangely quiet behind him, and he could clearly hear the whistling wind and snow.
The slave manager was still waiting for the reprimand from the head slave, seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, he couldn't help looking up at him, this time, the slave manager was stunned.
The chief slave turned around abruptly.
At the door of the grass shed, a handsome man in a fiery red fur cloak stood there quietly. Looking at his expression, it seemed that he had been standing there for a long time.
The bone soldiers and torturers in charge of guarding the door were gone.
The chief slave's heart was shaken, and he shouted: "Who are you!"
The slaves in the hut raised their heads when they heard the strange shout.
what! Who is that person outside the door? when did he come What are you here for
Yan Mo walked into the hut slowly, he just walked past the head slave, from the kneeling slaves all the way to Qi Yuan.
"Who are you! What are you doing here!" The boss yelled again, and at the same time grabbed the bone whistle around his neck and stuffed it into his mouth.
Yan Mo raised his hand.
"Hoo..." The whistle didn't come out, but the head slave kept blowing the whistle and froze on the spot, completely motionless.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the slave also blew his bone whistle.
A black shadow flashed past, and Nu Guan fell directly to the ground.
The slave kneeling next to him could see clearly that there was a wooden thorn as thick as a finger stuck deep in the middle of the slave's brow.
The thatched shed was strangely quiet for a while, and no one dared to move rashly.
Who is this man? It turned out that the chief slave was solved so easily, and even the bone soldiers disappeared.
Yan Mo squatted down, turned over Qi Yuan and examined it carefully.
Qi Yuan was still conscious, he opened his swollen eyes, focused for a long time before asking weakly: "Who are you?"
"Priest Jiuyuan, silence."
Qi Yuan didn't respond at first, but after two seconds, his body shook violently, struggling to sit up, "You, it's you... Mo Wu!"
But he was beaten so badly that several ribs were broken, and he couldn't sit up after struggling for a long time, instead he was so tired that he coughed up blood.
Priest Jiuyuan? Priest Jiuyuan! The other slaves were also doubting their ears.
Yan Mo stood up, put his palms in the air above Qi Yuan, and chanted clearly: "Gods of the ancestors, sacrifice with my energy. May this person recover from his injuries and heal immediately!"
As soon as the voice fell, a hazy white light enveloped Qi Yuan.
The slaves in the hut gasped.
"It's Priest Jiuyuan, it's really Priest Jiuyuan!"
"God of water! Finally someone came to save us!" Someone wailed.
At this time, everyone forgot about the friction between Morgan and Jiuyuan, but many people remembered that Qi Yuan and Jiuyuan had been secretly doing business.
When the hazy white light disappeared, and Qi Yuan, who was black and blue from the cold, covered with scars, and looked like he was about to die, jumped up from the ground intact, the emotions of the slaves in the straw shed were pushed to their climax. !
"Master Priest, save us!"
"My lord priest, please, save us! Please!"
The slaves kowtowed to Yan Mo, not begging for mercy this time, but with endless expectations and pleadings.
With one move, Yan Mo stripped off the fur coat on the chief slave's head and threw it to Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan quickly put on his coat, and his body gradually warmed up. Only then did he feel that he had truly come alive.
"Master Mo Wu, am I not dreaming?" Qi Yuan still can't believe it.
Yan Mo wanted to curl his lips, "Don't mention dreams to me, I've seen enough of you in my dreams!"
Qi Yuan didn't understand, so he looked at Yan Mo, gritted his teeth, and knelt down to him, "Master Mo Wu, if you don't mind, I, Qi Yuan, swear here to serve you all my life!"
"Get up, let me ask you, besides you, how many slaves are there around here?"
Qi Yuan didn't get up, he didn't know what Yan Mo's question meant, he really hoped it was what he thought, but he had been disappointed too many times, this time he really hoped, but he didn't dare to take it seriously, "My lord , you ask other slaves..."
"Right now, the horned tribe is busy with the battle camp and has no time to take care of this side, but they can't find the enemy and they will investigate here sooner or later. There is not much time. I can save as much as I can today. Look, you have How many people can be used, immediately call all the slaves that can be called here, give you three quarters of an hour, and I will take you away in an hour. Those bone soldiers and slaves are handed over to me!"
Jiuyuan's time system has spread to nearby tribes along with their goods, and the Morgans are no strangers to the hour.
"My lord, are you going to save us?" Qi Yuan's voice changed with excitement.
Yan Mo stretched out his hand and pointed at the slave manager and the head slave, and said to those slaves who kowtowed or peeked at him: "Anyone who wants to follow me, kill them!"
The slaves were first unarmed.
Qi Yuan got up, walked to the head of the chief slave, pulled out his bone knife, and chopped off the head of the chief slave.
The other slaves reacted and cheered together.
"Don't be noisy, do you want to disturb more people?" Yan Mo's voice covered everyone.
The cheers disappeared immediately, Qi Yuan recovered, and immediately organized the slaves. This man was used to being a manager, and now the temporary arrangements are still in an orderly manner.
Hearing his order, several of his confidant slaves looked at Yan Mo with shining eyes, nodded vigorously, turned around and rushed into the snowstorm, no matter how big the snowstorm was, they couldn't stop their footsteps.
"Are you clear about their defense?" Yan Mo asked Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan hesitated, "I only know part of it."
"Enough is enough, you take me to deal with those slaves and bone soldiers."
"yes!"
"My lord!" A slave rushed forward, timidly hesitating to speak.
Qi Yuan turned his head and frowned, "What's the matter?"
The slave looked at Yan Mo. He looked back at the other slaves with expectations, gritted his teeth and said, "My lord priest, our families are divided into different slave sheds. Some are near and some are far. The farthest is in The quarry and stone mill, the weaving workshop, and the dyeing workshop are located inside the wooden village, my lord... "
"You want me to rescue your family members and clansmen?" Yan Mo asked.
"Yes..." The slave's voice trembled uncomfortably, and he was afraid that the lord would simply ignore them in a fit of anger.
All the slaves felt uneasy, Qi Yuan was uneasy, and just about to stop everyone, Yan Mo said without any change in tone: "Today is too late, take you back first, and come here next time to take the others away."
"Thank you, my lord!" The slaves knelt down, and they were extremely satisfied just like this. As long as there is hope, they can persevere!
Yan Mo looked at Qi Yuan again, "Let your people organize quickly, fast! Those who have nothing to do, let them stay here and don't move around, and don't take things."
"I know, my lord, don't worry, I will make arrangements." Qi Yuan nodded to another subordinate, who immediately began to call the people in the work shed.
Qi Yuan turned around and walked out, "My lord, please follow me."
Cai Da saw that everyone was inexplicably excited, and wanted to sneak away while everyone was not paying attention.
But before he reached the door of the thatched shed, he was hit on the back of the head.
"Kill him! Never let him inform!"
A group of slaves rushed up, and after a while, Cai Da's body was buried in the snowdrift.
Qi Yuan still has some people in his hands. Although these people are soldiers below the third level, and those above the third level have become slave soldiers, these people usually receive training as soldiers, and their actions and physical fitness are better than ordinary people. many.
These people are distributed in various slave work sheds, and they seldom communicate with each other, fearing that their relationship will be discovered by the slave head.
Qi Yuan didn't dare to use them at will, he was also waiting for the opportunity.
Now, the opportunity has finally arrived!
The few people who ran out were people with faster legs and more familiarity with the terrain and guard arrangements. They could bypass the guards and split up to pass the news to the soldiers in the slave sheds.
Usually, such behavior would require a life-threatening, but today there is a heavy snowstorm that can hide their whereabouts—the cold has been left behind by them, and the Jiuyuan Priest who appeared today is their greatest hope so far. When is life waiting
When the news came out, the soldiers in each shed would secretly get the slaves ready, and as soon as Yan Mo and Qi Yuan arrived, they would be able to leave immediately.
The slave shed closest to Qi Yuan and the others is the place Yan Mo saw to pick out new slaves.
As soon as Yan Mo entered, he killed all the guards and others before everyone could react.
Qi Yuan arranged for four people to come over and ask them to watch over the new slaves here.
These new slaves knew that someone was coming to save them, so they didn't make noise or run away. They all gathered together, and they didn't dare to run away. It was so cold outside, and they would freeze to death soon after running out. It's better to stay here, and everyone is crowded together. It can be warmer.
"Going to save people? I'll be with you!" A man who claimed to be from the Bianxi tribe walked out of the new slaves, "Many of the war beasts here are members of our Bianxi tribe, and the horned people regard us as war beasts." Catch it, I can smell where the Beast Camp is. My people will follow you when they see me."
Yan Mo said: "I will take people back to Jiuyuan, are you willing?"
The man looked at Yan Mo fixedly, "I heard that there are no slaves in Jiuyuan."
"No, but we are short of soldiers, are you willing to come?"
"To kill the horned man?"
"Half."
"Okay!" The Bianxi man agreed without hesitation.
Yan Mo guessed that this person's status in the Bianxi tribe might not be low. Some Bianxi tribe members who had escaped from Jiuyuan did not know what this person's status in the Bianxi tribe was.
This is not the right time to ask questions, and Yan Mo doesn't mind bringing another batch of war beasts, so he immediately waved to the man, "Let's go!"
The man followed quickly.
At three o'clock, forty-five minutes is pitifully short for saving lives.
Qi Yuan and the men from the Bianxi clan were still thinking about how to save enough clansmen in a short period of time in such a heavy snowstorm, but when they walked up, they became dumb.
All the wind and snow avoided them, they walked beside Yan Mo, they couldn't feel the cold wind, and the snowflakes couldn't float on them.
Yan Mo urged them: "Hurry up!"
The two regained their senses and quickly quickened their pace.
Qi Yuan said he wanted to save his people first, but the man from the Bianxi tribe backed down a step considering that he came first, but said that if the War Beast Camp was nearby, he couldn't bypass it.
Along the way, they walked almost all the slave sheds near the east of the lake.
The movements of the three were concealed, and Yan Mo was the biggest cheating tool. No matter how many slaves and bone soldiers they encountered, almost none of them could pass on the news.
There were many injured and sick people in the slave sheds and war beast camp. If they were replaced by other people, even if they wanted to save them, they would have no choice but to leave them all behind.
But Yan Mo is not someone else, he doesn't have many attacking methods, but his saving methods are more abundant and effective than any creature in this world!
Now that he has come, there will be no one left to save.
Regardless of old or young, regardless of disability, regardless of injury or illness, all will be taken away!
Those who cannot move will be treated immediately.
Because of time constraints, he couldn't cure them all at once, but it wasn't a problem for them to gain temporary mobility.
The young war beast lying on the ground struggled to stand up. He was a member of the Bianxi tribe who had just been captured. Because he could transform, he was sent directly to the war beast camp. But he was too young, and the weather here was too cold, even though other war beasts were taking care of him, he still couldn't persist.
Yan Mo touched the little thing's head, and injected a little life energy into him.
The little guy stood up on all fours.
"Aww." The little guy whose milk hair hasn't faded bit the hem of Yan Mo's clothes.
Yan Mo picked him up and put him on the War Beast, and whispered to the War Beast: "Take him out."
Not all the war beasts in the war beast camp are from the Bianxi tribe. On the contrary, most of the war beasts were traded, and all of them were tamed war beasts.
Of course, these war beasts will not easily follow Yan Mo and the others. They don't make a fuss or stop them because the Bianxi tribe and Yan Mo can communicate with them.
"You really don't want to go with me?" Yan Mo's fingertips had a faint light, "If you are willing to go with me, I will give it candy."
The war beasts didn't know what sugar was, but they instinctively felt the extraordinary energy of Yan Mo's fingertips immediately!
"Oh!" I'll follow you!
With a flick of Yan Mo's fingertips, the huge armored beast let out an extremely comfortable and muffled cry, and its body also changed a little in an instant, with a bulge resembling a horn appearing on its forehead.
Seeing that the effect is so obvious, the other war beasts are still hesitating, grab candy and eat it!
"Roar!" Add me!
"Woo!" I went too.
"Moo!" Go together, go together!
Well, in the end the entire Beast Battalion rebelled, and they all followed Yan Mo's ass.
Yan Mo promised them that as long as they go back to Jiuyuan, they will all be given candy.
The people of the Bianxi tribe watched enviously, and Yan Mo said casually: "Jiuyuan has a lot of rewards, as long as you have meritorious service, you will be rewarded."
So this energy will also be one of the rewards? The Bianxi people were excited. Now they not only want to escape for their lives, but they are also thinking: Maybe it would be a good thing to join Jiuyuan and completely become a part of Jiuyuan
Yan Mo moved too fast, and in the end, the first few slaves who came out to notify were much slower than Yan Mo and the others because of the wind and snow.
Qi Yuan simply asked them to lead the team to bring the slaves and rebellious war beasts along the way to the gathering place designated by Yan Mo.
Yan Mo didn't blindly point to the concentrated place, he floated up to see it invisibly, it was almost exactly the center of the slave camp, and the venue was large enough to accommodate many people.
The slaves who were gathered were both happy and uneasy.
Everyone was silent and didn't dare to make a sound, but waiting is the most tormenting, finally someone couldn't help asking: "Is that priest going to take us out? Is there anyone outside to respond? We, we..." Yes How many people died
The last question was what this slave wanted to ask most.
It would be best if he could escape, but what if he couldn't? It would be better to stay.
There are many slaves who have such thoughts.
Others worried, "Can we escape? I'm going to freeze to death standing here. Maybe we'll freeze hard before we can escape."
"I heard people say that Jiuyuan camp is far away from us, can we go there?"
"The Jiuyuan people rescued us, did they want us to work hard for them?"
When Yan Mo came back, he heard these whispered discussions. He has good ears, and no matter how softly he spoke, he could hear them as long as he wanted.
But he didn't hate these slaves because of this. People who haven't really experienced the life of slaves will not know their real misery, and what they worry about is the most real.
To escape is to want to live.
But if running away is tantamount to death, then it's better to stay and survive.
But there are also slaves who would rather die than stay in torture.
"If you don't want to leave, get out! Anyway, I can't live with this kind of life, I'd rather risk my life to gamble!"
"This is our best chance, next time we don't know if someone will come to rescue us!"
"Take advantage of the chaos and run away, as many as you can escape at that time, it's better than staying here and being tortured to death!"
There are also people who blindly trust Yan Mo. These are the people who saw Yan Mo recite the mantra to save Qi Yuan.
They worshiped and said excitedly: "Master Mo Wu can definitely rescue us, he even saved Master Qi Yuan who was dying!"
"That's right, I heard that Jiuyuan became so powerful because of Master Silent Wu. Even the horned people are afraid of him, so they want to attack Jiuyuan first."
"Everyone, don't be afraid, Lord Mo Wu will definitely rescue us! Since he said it, he will definitely find a way!"
The time is almost up, and Nita and the others should have found that they can't find the enemy no matter what. Although the slave camp will be the last place they will investigate and think of, they must be careful if any of them think of the slave camp in advance.
Yan Mo secretly counted the number of manpower and war beasts. Fortunately, it should not exceed the weight limit of 100,000 kilograms for the portal.
"Everyone stand inside this circle." Yan Mo walked outside and drew a big circle, which was the area he was sure the portal could cover.
The slaves and war beasts hurriedly ran into the circle, fearing that they would be left outside.
For some unknown reason, Qi Yuan dragged the corpse of Qi Hao he had just found into the circle.
"If you're scared, grab the person next to you."
Yan Mo took out the portal from the space, feeling sorry for the cost of Yuanjing, but fortunately the distance is not far, otherwise he would really be in pain.
"Ready?" Yan Mo put the Yuanjing away and looked around at everyone.
The slaves are all very nervous, what is this going to do
There were also slaves who excitedly whispered: "This is witchcraft! The great Lord Silence is about to perform great witchcraft! We are saved!"
Qi Yuan stood beside Yan Mo, he didn't ask Yan Mo to save the water god Tianwu now, Master Mo Wu had already said that he would come to save other people again, he decided to believe him.
Yan Mo looked up at the sky and thought to himself: I hope everyone will not be petrified when they see so many people suddenly appearing.
"Walk!"
The portal lights up.
Because there are too many creatures being transferred this time, naturally, the aperture emitted by the portal is particularly large and bright, and even the wind and snow cannot cover up the light here.
Nita is leading people to search the entire camp.
"My lord! Look over there!"
Nita turned his head and saw the vision coming from the slave camp, almost reacting faster than his brain, Nita blurted out: "The enemy is over there! Chase!"
Chase me! When Nita rushed to the slave camp with people and weapons, he saw only an empty camp, and the slave work sheds on the east side of the lake were all empty.
What made Nita vomit blood even more was: "My lord, it's bad! All the beasts in the Beast Battalion are gone!"
your mother! Nita was mad.