"Report, the Celestial Dragon Guards have been spotted ahead!"
"Get ready to kill them!"
The fifty revolutionary army troops led by Kerla were all in high spirits after they suddenly discovered a Tianlong hot guard force in the dense forest.
However, just as they were preparing to quietly approach and launch a surprise attack, a middle-aged member of the revolutionary army suddenly raised his hand and organized the team to move forward.
"What's the matter, Gildeo?"
Kerla turned her head and looked at Kildeo with a very puzzled look.
"I feel like the number of the other side is at least over a hundred..."
Crawling on the ground and listening carefully to the vibrations from the ground for a while, the middle-aged revolutionary soldier named Gildeo stroked his beard, then took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and continued: "I just said it was too few, there must be at least 150 people..."
"Then it won't pass?"
Hearing this, Kerla put his hands on his waist in dissatisfaction: "Kildeo, are you afraid? There are Celestial Dragons in that team. As a member of the Revolutionary Army, are you going to watch them leave?"
"When did I say I would let the Celestial Dragons go?"
As he spoke, Kildeo blew out a puff of smoke and chuckled, "I just heard that among the 150 people in the team, only about 40 of them had much heavier steps than the others. I guess it's because they were wearing armor."
"You mean, out of this team of 150 people, only about 40 are guards with combat capabilities, and the remaining 100..."
"Yes, most likely they were all slaves and servants."
Kildeo blew out a few more smoke rings and said, "Also, according to my observations last night, there was only one place in this direction that lit a bonfire in the middle of the night. So, it seems that they must have hunted wild animals for food yesterday. As long as we follow the bonfires and the remains of wild animals along the way, we can accurately locate where they stayed..."
"What happens after we find a place to stay?" Kerla asked.
"Of course... quietly lying in ambush around, waiting for the right moment to rescue people."
After all, with so many "hostages" in the hands of the other party, he doesn't want to act rashly and cause casualties among innocent people.
Upon hearing this, the other revolutionary soldiers nodded subconsciously, then deliberately slowed down their steps and followed behind Gildeo.
About ten minutes later.
Where the ruined town meets the dense jungle.
From a distance, Kildeo had already relied on his extraordinary eyesight to see the scene ahead clearly through the gaps between the branches and leaves.
A group of slaves of different races were sitting in a ruin at this moment, with a thick layer of thatch under them. The surroundings were just as he had expected. After a careful count, he found that there were 47 guards in total holding spears or long swords, guarding near the ruins, watching any movement with vigilant eyes.
"strangeness.."
Seeing this scene, Kildeo couldn't help but frown.
"What's the matter, Gildeo?"
Kerla asked from behind him.
"Why can't we see any Celestial Dragons? It looks like the guards are protecting the slaves and servants..."
"How is this possible?"
After hearing this, the members of the revolutionary army couldn't help but raise questions one after another.
"I think they deliberately imprisoned those slaves as hostages so that they can lead us out?"
"That's right."
Will the Dragon Guards protect the slaves
Stop joking.
If the Celestial Dragons were the culprits who tortured the slaves to death, then these guards were their accomplices.
Even though many of them did not mean to do so, what's the point
After all, human life cannot be solved with just a simple "I'm sorry".
"But the point is...the slaves sitting in the ruins weren't wearing shackles at all."
Add to that the thatched carpet and the fire that had just gone out not far away...
With this kind of treatment, no one would believe that they were prisoners, right
At this moment when all the revolutionary soldiers were confused, a celestial dragon wearing a luxurious robe but dirty all over his body suddenly appeared in Gildeo's field of vision, and then ran straight into the ruins with a bunch of fruits in his arms.
"Everyone, I just found a lot of apples and pears. After eating meat last night, you must be thirsty now, right? Here, one per person. No need to fight over them. Everyone will have a share."
Having said that, he began to distribute it to the group of slaves.
Seeing this scene, Kildeo subconsciously widened his eyes and suddenly felt unwell.
What the hell is going on
Can anyone tell him why that celestial dragon would go out to find food for the slaves
Or is that guy a Celestial Dragon in disguise
Various speculations began to emerge in my mind.
At the same time, Kerla, who also saw this scene, suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist, shouted loudly, and led his men to sprint forward.
“Kill!!!”
Kildeo: ∑(っ°Д°;)っ
"What on earth are you doing?!"
Kildeo shouted and tried to stop them, but Kerla and others had already rushed to the ruins and confronted the more than 40 guards.
"Revolutionary Army?"
The guards were so shocked when they saw the newcomer's attire that they quickly raised their weapons, stepped back several steps, and stood in front of Saint Musgarud.
"Wake up, you damn Celestial Dragon, you want to poison the food and harm these innocent civilians? As long as we are here, you will never succeed!"
The more Kerla spoke, the more obvious the anger on his face became.
This damn beast!
They actually... actually resorted to such dirty and despicable means as poisoning food!
As expected, the Celestial Dragons are a bunch of beasts who deserve a miserable death.
After saying this, he waved to the revolutionary army members behind him.
Next second.
Swish!
Several revolutionary soldiers holding long swords suddenly flashed forward, and after quickly bypassing several guards who were blocking the Celestial Dragons, the blades were about to fall on Saint Musgard, but who knew that at this moment.
"Please don't hurt Saint Musgarud!"
Several slaves who were closer suddenly rushed forward with their arms opened, scaring the revolutionary soldiers who were about to draw their swords so much that they quickly turned their bodies, forcibly retracted the blades, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"Protect Saint Musgarud!"
And the guards took advantage of this moment to put their spears and flintlock rifles against the back of the heads of the revolutionaries, shouting loudly.