From a distance, many people could be seen gathering in the square in the dock area.
However, when Lorist rushed over, the gathered people only moved slightly, out of the way of the middle avenue, and continued to stand there numbly, but their eyes changed a little, that is curiosity and envy. From the tattered cloth heads wrapped around their naked bodies and the whip marks on their bodies, it can be seen that they are all slaves.
Lorist was a little strange. What time did those slave owners in Nubit Port gather so many slaves here at the pier
It's just that Lorist came a bit late. The garrison troops who were still showing off their power at the slaves at the dock area saw the enemy rushing towards the dock area, and already fled into Nubit Port without armor and armor. The inner city, the city gate has just been closed.
Soon a heart-piercing cry and a few streaks of burning black smoke from the shore of the dock area attracted Lorist's attention. A large group of women and children who seemed to be slaves lay on the trestle bridge in the dock area and cried loudly. Sad until. On one side of the trestle bridge were 17 or 18 paddle speedboats with sharp bows and slender hulls. Bags of sacks of supplies were piled up on the boats, but these sacks on the dozen or so speedboats were all on fire.
Lorist's eyes were sharp, and he quickly understood the reason why those women and children were crying, because there were oar slaves sitting on both sides of those speedboats, their hands and feet were locked with long iron chains, and their feet were buckled in front They couldn't even stand up except for the rowing seats. Looking at the burning sacks around them, they could only helplessly wait for death to come.
Some rowing slaves were weeping, some had expressions of relief, and some were coughing incessantly choked by the black smoke. On the contrary, there was a big slave man sitting at the front, his body was covered with scars, and behind him was a burning sack, but he called his relatives on the trestle without changing his face, asking them to be strong and live optimistically...
Like a big bird, Lorist flew onto the burning speedboat. As soon as his feet stepped on the deck, a strong smell of kerosene came to his nostrils. My day, these sacks were sprinkled with kerosene, no wonder they burned so violently. Without any hesitation, Lorist took the pole picked up from the pier in his hand and picked and lifted all the sacks loaded on the speedboat into the sea. There was a burst of surprise cheers from the trestle behind him.
A few more figures landed on those burning speedboats, they were the knights and soldiers of the family who came after them. Seeing that Lorist was saving someone, they hurried over to help.
The long sword of the family knight flashed a white light, easily cut off the iron chains that bound the slaves, and the slaves who escaped from death hugged their families tightly as soon as they returned to the trestle bridge...
"My lord, my lord..."
Lorist turned around and saw that the big man covered in scars was chasing after him with two teenagers. When he got to him, he bent his legs, threw himself on the ground, and knelt down in front of Lorist: "Thank you, sir. Grace for saving my life…”
Lorist took a step sideways and moved away from the front: "Get up, you don't have to do this to me, the Norton family has no slaves, you are already free."
In Galintia, kneeling with all five bodies on the ground is the highest etiquette, and it is generally performed to gods and ancestors. In addition, the slave owners of the Kingdom of Haneyabada asked the slaves to perform this ceremony to satisfy their desire for power and vanity to control the life and death of the slaves and the palms of their hands.
The big man was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Are we free?"
Lorist nodded: "Yes, you are already free. But you have to be under our temporary custody for a period of time, so as not to disturb our actions. It is still during the war, when we eliminate the slave owners in that city and slave traders, you are truly free."
The big man straightened up and hugged the two children beside him, weeping uncontrollably: "Freedom, we are free..."
Lorist looked at the big man and his two children with great interest. The older one was a boy, about eleven or twelve years old, and the younger one was a girl, only seven or eight years old, but she was dressed like a boy and her hair was covered in tangles. It looks like a mess. Lorist thought to himself that this might also be a way to protect the girl.
"My lord, I made you laugh." The big man regained consciousness after crying for a long time: "Can you tell us the name of your family? We will never forget this kindness."
"We are the Norton family of the North, Roaring Bear." A guard beside Lorist replied proudly.
"North? Norton, angry bear?" The big man was shocked: "I see, you are here for revenge, no wonder I saw your armor so familiar. Last time the dock guard made a fuss over a piece of your breastplate human life."
"Oh, what's your name?" Lorist raised his eyebrows with interest.
"My lord, my name is Kaimen, and I'm from the Romon Empire." The big man replied respectfully.
"The Romon Empire? It's far enough away, get up and tell me how you became a slave?" Lorist asked.
"Thank you, my lord." Kaimen stood up: "My lord, I used to be Earl Bilop's apprentice servant. The count offended the prime minister in power, was deprived of his territory, and was attacked by the army. We servants and bodyguards It was nineteen years ago that I was taken captive and sold to slave traders, when I was only fifteen..."
"Have you awakened your grudge?"
"Yes, I wouldn't be able to live without fighting spirit. Only with fighting spirit can I be looked down upon, and I have two children..." Kaimen replied bitterly.
"Then why were you locked on that paddle boat?" Lorist asked.
"Nu..." Kaimen pointed to the Tempest cruising in the distance and a bunch of sunken ships on the sea: "My lord, is that also your family's ship?"
Loris nodded.
"It's amazing. In just a short while, a dozen ships of the royal patrol fleet were sunk, and none of the remaining ships dared to go up. The person in charge came up with an idea. Fill it with incendiary, ignite it and rush to that ship, so they are looking for us slaves with families, let us trade our own death for the safety of our families... "
Lorist was afraid for a while, but fortunately he came quickly and let the enemy fall short, otherwise twenty or thirty paddle speedboats turned into fire boats rushed towards the Storm, and it is really possible that the Storm will suffer a big loss...
"Go to a battalion to search all the ships in the port, take all the people on board for screening, and kill all the rebels!" Lorist gave an order to the guards around him.
"My lord, those members of the royal patrol fleet have followed the dock guards into the inner city, and there is no one on board." Kaimen said beside him.
"Aren't there people on the other merchant ships, so everyone has to disembark for inspection." Lorist is very satisfied. The more than 200 ships parked in Nubit Harbor are now all captured by himself, and the sum of the money for the ships is worth it Millions of Kingfords.
"By the way, Kaimen, what did you say just now that the dock guard killed someone for one of our armors?"
"My lord, did the slave hunting team here attack your territory three months ago?" Kaimen asked.
"Yes, they attacked one of our island territories." Lorist replied.
"My lord, your territory's defense team is very powerful." Kaimen complimented: "I remember that the defense team in the dock area also went to more than 20 people, but they only returned three. Although they robbed some money, they are good. It's like peeling off such a breastplate from your soldiers who died in battle. After returning, the three of them argued endlessly over who owned the breastplate. Because they got drunk, they moved their hands. In the end, two people died and one was injured. He bled to death within two days, and the breastplate was taken away by the captain of the garrison.
At that time, I and a few slaves went to clean up the scene, so I was more impressed by the breastplate. I saw that your family soldiers were all wearing the same style of armor, so I knew that you were here for revenge. But my lord, it seems that a lot of people were arrested last time. There were tens of thousands of slaves taken off the ship. At that time, we were all guessing where they came from. "
"A very small part of those people are our territories, and most of them are the refugees we recruited for the development and construction of the territory. It is because too many refugees recruited that the slave owners and slave traders here fought our family territory By the way, Kaimen, many soldiers of our family have been captured, do you know where they are being held?" Lorist asked.
"My lord, let me think about it, I seem to have heard someone say it." Kaimen was thinking hard.
"Barry, Barry, come here." Kaimen called back to the slaves behind him.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old thin slave walked over timidly: "Uncle Kaimen, are you calling me?"
"Yes, Barry, did you see a strange group of slaves being taken down on the pier two months ago?"
The slave named Barry nodded.
Caimen said: "Think about it, why do those slaves make you wonder? And where are they taken?"
"Well, they were all very proud when they disembarked. Many of them were wounded, and some were still yelling. They said that the adults would come to rescue them, and then they would kill all the escorts. At that time The pier guards were also present. After hearing those people's yelling, they took a whip and tried to teach them a lesson, but they were stopped by the escorts. The escorts said that these slaves were going to be sent to the arena in King Hamidas Yes, if it breaks, you have to pay. Then the dock guard took it out on us slaves and whipped me a few times..." Barry said.
"Hamidas Royal City Arena?" Lorist suddenly felt ominous.
Sure enough, Kaimen confirmed this premonition: "My lord, maybe only a small part of your people will survive. The Hamidas King City Arena is a veritable hell, and every inch of land there is filled with countless slave gladiators." Wronged souls are crying. The slave owners here like to watch the gladiatorial performances most. They like to put slaves and monsters together to fight, watch the slaves being torn and swallowed alive by the monsters, and let the slaves divide into two teams to fight each other. Only the victor survives...
There is basically a gladiatorial performance every ten days, but this is only a small one, with about ten casualties. There is a large-scale gladiatorial battle once a month, and every time there is a group battle with at least a hundred people, the slave owners here will watch it. There was also a founding ceremony held last month, and I heard that nearly a thousand slave gladiators died... "
A wave of anxiety surged from Lorist's heart, and his eyes were a little red: "Very well, if one soldier of my family dies in the Hamidas King City Arena, I will kill ten of them to be buried with him. For the loss of one knight of my family, I will kill a hundred nobles as sacrifices... "
"My lord..." A heavily armored soldier hurried over: "My lord, we have blocked the four gates of Nubit's inner city. However, there are many defensive crossbows on the walls of the inner city, which caused some minor damage to us. Casualties. Injerek Great Swordsman sent me to report to the Lord, and when will the siege be launched?"
Lorist looked up at the inner city in the distance, and there were many people on the wall: "Are there a lot of defensive crossbows on the wall?"
"At present, there are no less than a hundred known." The soldier replied.
Although Lorist was very angry when he learned that the soldiers and family knights captured on Hilovas Island were sent to the Hamidas King City Arena, but this anger was not enough to make Lorist's head heat up and order the family's armed forces to attack immediately. city.
"Order the troops to retreat to the range of the defensive crossbows to establish a defensive position, and set up a cordon to prevent the enemies in the inner city from escaping. Order the single-wheeled steel crossbow regiment to build a launch position outside the four gates to suppress the launch of the defensive crossbows at the top of the city. Now we Already occupying the dock area, order Ovekis’ Thunderbolt Catapult to come here and let the enemies in the inner city live one more day. We will launch an attack tomorrow.” Lorist ordered.
"Yes, my lord." The soldier ran back again.
"My lord..." Bodfinger also rushed over.
"How are you doing?" Lorist asked.
"Yuri and Josk are already on the road with the scout battalion. I have ordered the rest of the ships to go to the pier except for the boats fighting for the beach. I have ordered people to clean up the beach. We have damaged more than 300 people. The enemy There are more than two thousand corpses," Baldofinger replied.
"Very good. If Tiger Rose Malek and the others have occupied the eight islands, you can order them to bring people back. All the captives and slaves will be brought to the main island. It is enough to leave a squadron on each island for guard. The enemy will light up the smoke and warn. Order Sembawood's sea army to strengthen the guard on the coastal islands, give him a heavy armor battalion and a single-wheeled steel crossbow battalion, clean up all the remaining nineteen islands, and bring back the captives and slaves …”
"Yes, my lord," replied Baldfinger, standing to attention.
"My lord, my lord..." called Kaimen.
"What's wrong?" Lorist asked.
"My lord, can you give us a chance to serve you? You have rescued us and given us freedom. We can organize to attack the city with you. My lord, we are not afraid of death. As long as you give us weapons, we can attack those Revenge of the slave masters and the garrison who oppressed us... ”
Lorist shook his head: "Kaimen, it's good that you have such a heart, but to be honest, I don't like you, you have not been trained and your body is weak, it is useless to ask you to attack the city Death. The sacrifice is worthless..."
Kaimen's eyes dimmed, he knew that Lorist was telling the truth.
"However, Kaimen, you can help us in other places." Lorist pointed to a large group of slaves gathered at the dock area: "You go and organize them, we need guides, people who lead the way , we need you to help us find the granary here, and get food to feed your stomachs. It is said that there are more than 400,000 slaves in the Kingdom of Haneyabada. If we rescue you but leave you alone, it will lead to a disaster catastrophe.
Go and gather all the prestigious and talented slaves, I believe you have the ability. You must first establish a resettlement camp, so that all the slaves we rescue will abide by order. Only after we eliminate those slave owners can we arrange ships to send you back to the mainland, so that you can return to your hometown.
By the way, there are still many things we need your help with. You can help us identify those minions of the slave owners who deserve to die and who should not, help us find the warehouses where the slave owners hide, help us cook and transport the wounded to ensure the supply of logistical materials , instead of helping us charge forward. Of course, if you want, you can also return to the Northland with us to live and work in peace and contentment in our family territory. Kaimen, would you like to help? "
Kaimen bowed deeply: "My lord, it is the greatest honor in my life to serve you. I believe that all slaves will be very happy to serve you."
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