Human life is like grass, blood is like spring water.
The moat of Chujia Fort was rolling with bloody waves, and countless thin bodies were rolling on the waves. The ferocious carnivorous fish kept in the moat jumped up crazily, tearing apart the flesh and blood of the mine slaves killed by arrows.
The mine slaves continued the conflict without fear and risking their lives.
They rushed to the city wall and stood on the patrol walkway that was only six feet wide under the city wall. They stacked up ladders one on top of another and climbed up to the top of the city unsteadily.
On the city wall of Chu Family Fort, thousands of city bricks suddenly moved away, revealing a square hole the size of a bowl below. Sharp short spears were pushed by the machine and kept thrusting out of the square holes. Large areas of mining slaves were pierced through the body, and they fell from the ladder while screaming miserably.
Two worshipers of the Chu family on the city wall walked out slowly, surrounded by a large group of heavily armored infantry. One of the worshipers waved his hand, and dozens of water dragons as thick as water tanks in the moat rose into the sky and quickly condensed above his head. A water pond with a radius of three acres.
Another worshiper laughed, opened his mouth, and a fire dragon spurted out from his mouth, turning into a dazzling fire and blending into the water.
The fire was rolling in the rippling blue water, and the huge water was boiling and boiling in just a cup of tea. The Chu family who controlled the water dragon flipped his hand, and a huge pool of water rolled down from the city wall. The boiling water scalded the skin and flesh of thousands of mining slaves under the city wall.
Thousands of mine slaves screamed miserably and were rushed into the moat by the boiling water. A large number of large carnivorous fish swarmed up, and some ferocious creatures such as crocodiles hidden in the deep water rushed up. These mine slaves flipped several times in the moat. , and quickly sank to the bottom and disappeared.
A long horn sound came from the formation of the Manghuang survivors, and dozens of warriors riding large colorful leopards quickly rushed towards the city wall, waving their arms and shouting loudly. The tens of thousands of mining slaves who were still preparing to cross the moat launched another wave of attacks without mercy. After thousands of people were shot dead by the archers on the city top again, they slowly retreated.
In the process of retreating, the two worshipers of the Chu family on the city wall joined forces again. A sheet of boiling water fell from a high altitude, scalding hundreds of mining slaves to death on the spot. Thousands of mining slaves were scalded by the boiling water until their skin and flesh were torn apart, and each one was bloody and bloody. He retreated in embarrassment.
"There is a deep hatred between these mining slaves and the Chu family!" Chu Tian squatted on the big rock and shook his head vigorously.
"The Chu family doesn't eat grass from the nest. Most of these mining slaves are people of the Manghuang tribe, and many of them are merchants, laborers, handymen, and refugees from Minzhou and Mangzhou." Aque sighed. : "From what we have discovered in the past three years, hundreds of thousands of mining slaves are killed or beaten to death in Chu's mines every year. This hatred runs deep."
Chu Tian looked in the direction of Chu Family Fort with a dark face.
In addition to the sources of mining slaves mentioned by A Qiao, more mining slaves in Chu's mines are soldiers from the military camps in Yazhou, Minzhou, and Mangzhou.
Yazhou, Minzhou, and Mangzhou are located in the wilderness surrounded by hundreds of thousands of people. They are the most remote and barren states in the Jin Dynasty. Therefore, about 40% of the criminals in the state capitals of the Jin Dynasty will be sent to the three states to guard the borders.
The Chu family was so powerful that they colluded with the commanders of the Sanzhou Military Camps and spent a small amount of money to extract a large number of criminals from the Sanzhou Military Camps every year and throw them into the mines as slaves. These convicts who were assassinated often had good friends, or their relatives traveled thousands of miles to visit the three states. People often visited the Chu family's mines. Most of these people were captured alive and demoted as mining slaves.
Chu has walked a lot at night in recent years and often encounters ghosts.
On weekdays, the Chu family's private army is brave and able to hold back. Today, the coalition forces attacked the city. The Chu family mobilized the guards from the mine to return to the Chu Family Fort to garrison. These mining slaves immediately rebelled and a group of evil ghosts escaped. Naturally, they found them immediately. Chu's revenge.
Accompanied by shrill cries and curses, tens of thousands of vicious mining slaves entered the coalition camp.
The sun has set in the west mountain, and the sunset on the mountain top has become blurry and dim. Night has enveloped the earth. There are bonfires in the coalition camp, and the smoke is rising high. The sound of the trumpet is endless, and a pale green lantern is hung on the wall of Chujia Fort. The seemingly dim light illuminates the area several miles outside the city. Even a flying insect flies by, all in this strange and strange place. The green light left clearly visible traces of flames.
In the direction of Yizhou City, the Lifu and handymen of the brigade were shouting slogans and escorting loaded carts towards the coalition camp.
The granary in Yazhou was opened, and mountains of grain and grass were continuously sent into the camp. With Yizhou City as a logistics base, Ying Xiuer's army of survivors does not have to worry about lack of food and grass even if they camp here for three to five years.
The night gradually became darker, and at night, several more fire dragons marched into the coalition camp.
Ying Xiuer sent out capable manpower to raid Chu's various mines, and slaves in dozens of large mines were rescued. These mines are far away from the Chujia Fort, but after trekking for several hours, a steady stream of mining slaves from the nearby mines came to join the coalition.
The scale of the coalition camp expanded a lot. After a long time of commotion, the camp finally became quiet.
There was silence in the direction of Chujiabao. Only the pale green lanterns were swaying in the wind, and a gloomy atmosphere made people feel depressed and uncomfortable.
Agou, Aqiao and the strong men under Chu Tian had already rested. Mr. Shu stood on a big rock and looked around vigilantly. Chutian sat cross-legged in a gap between the boulder and the mountain, and once again opened the "Dream God's Book".
Waves of extremely thin wind that ordinary people could not detect surged out of Chutian's body, flowing against the ground and flowing around.
Ah Gou, Ah Que, and hundreds of big men who were sleeping huddled up in the grass den shivered at the same time and curled up subconsciously. There was silence within a hundred feet of Chutian. Except for Lord Shu, who was still full of energy, all the other little creatures fell into the deepest sleep.
Chu Tian closed his eyes, and his hazy soul, which was like a mist, rushed outwards. A series of ghostly winds caught his soul. He walked out of the body and walked quickly around the surroundings. For a while.
The surrounding grass swayed slightly.
The tip of Mr. Mouse's tail was on the ground, and his tail stood upright to support his body. He opened his eyes and looked around, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't find anything wrong.
"It's interesting, it's really interesting!" Mr. Shu chuckled: "It's really a baby that Mr. Shu raised with shit and urine. That's right. He cuts people with a sword all day long, and there's a lot of blood." Ugly? Secret skills, secret skills, secret skills are..."
Master Shu was suddenly stunned: "What is the basis of secret arts? What is the path to what is secret arts? Yeah? I can't remember this part. Are you really an old fool? But I have many talents. Young?"
"When the old boy from the Chu family, the tenth generation ancestor of Brother Tian, picked up Lord Mouse, how old was Lord Mouse at that time? How old is Lord Mouse this year? Huh? Why do you remember so confusedly?"
Lord Mouse swayed his tail gently, lying on the stone angrily, turning his eyes blankly and looking at the full moon in the sky.