Late at night, strong winds blew across the plains.
There are war birds soaring in the sky, and some war birds such as hawks and falcons are hovering in the sky, their eyes shining slightly as they stare at the movements on the ground. Their owner was not with them, but huddled beside a warm fire on the ground, perhaps already drunk and falling into a deep sleep.
Some war beasts such as green wolves and fang wolves were also unrestrained and shuttled back and forth freely in the night. From time to time, they would get close to the servants and slaves, greedily smelling the fragrant smell of flesh and blood on their bodies. It's just that due to the strict control of witchcraft, these guys dare not really speak.
The middle-aged servant who had just been seriously injured huddled next to a large stone. The ropes made of animal sinews on his left and right shoulders glowed dimly in the night. Occasionally, black runes could be seen flashing on the ropes.
The other servants around formed a circular defensive array, intentionally or unintentionally protecting the middle-aged servant in the middle. The girl who had just been violated by the black bear-like human warrior was like a wounded beast, huddled next to the middle-aged servant and falling into a deep sleep.
Near this girl, there are a dozen other pretty, young girls who are immersed in sleep.
After what had just happened, the servants gathered all the girls who were vulnerable to prying eyes and easily violated among the accompanying family members. Even if everyone will still become slaves in the end, at least on the way to Kasaka, they will not be reduced to ruins due to violent violations.
The cruel reality is that if these girls are still virgins when they arrive in Pusaka, then they can at least be sold for a good price, and their future owners will treat them more kindly. Even slaves are divided into three, six or nine grades, and there are also differences between good and bad.
The middle-aged servant raised his head in pain and looked at the bright stars in the sky.
Several falcons spread their huge wings silently and flew overhead. Looking at those falcons, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of envy.
"It's not easy to live..." Suddenly, the middle-aged servant murmured to himself: "Elder... I finally understand what you mean. It's really hard to live with these dolls. It’s not easy.”
Several black shadows jumped out of the night like ghosts. They jumped in front of the middle-aged servant. One person stretched out his big hand to cover his mouth, and the other person punched his weak ribs hard. Dozens of punches.
The terrifying power of the punch was like an explosion of thunder. The middle-aged soldier was originally injured, and was even weakened by the witchcraft medicine. The force of the punch exploded in his organs like a bomb, causing him to twitch all over in pain, and his seven orifices continued to tremble. Bleeding came out.
He wanted to scream and struggle, but a strange, slightly fishy floral fragrance floated by. His body became softer and heavier, and his tongue seemed to be covered with glue and could no longer move even a single move.
The servants who were tied up with him by a rope suddenly woke up, and their eyes widened in horror. They have been fighting against the human race for many years, and they have become familiar with the sneak attacks of the human race's poison witches. When they smell the witchcraft medicine, they wake up from their dreams, but their bodies are unable to move.
"Old man, your bones were very hard just now!" A rough voice rang in the ears of the middle-aged servant. A black stone horn knife penetrated his shoulder, cut open his shoulder blade, and cut him off. Untied from the long rope.
More than a dozen figures walked out of the darkness. They grabbed the sleeping girls and laughed a few proudly. Then the group hugged the middle-aged servants and quickly left the camp with a dozen girls. Run towards the wilderness in the distance.
Along the way, some awakened soldiers from the Mo Yuan tribe discovered them, but these soldiers just laughed and cursed a few times. Some people even stood up unsteadily, dropped the wine bags in their hands, and followed behind them to join them.
Not long after, the team expanded to nearly a hundred people and they came to the wilderness more than ten miles away. The middle-aged servant was roughly thrown down, and four long swords were stabbed at the same time. The middle-aged servant's body twitched violently, and his His limbs were pierced by the sword and firmly fixed to the ground.
"Old man, it seems that you are still a big shot. No wonder my daughter was born so well." The big man, who had just been taught a lesson by Ji Hao and was covered in black fur like a human bear, swayed up and walked towards the middle-aged man fiercely. The servant kicked him in the head several times.
"Damn it, if it weren't for the way your men yelled just now, attracting that little bastard Ji Hao, I would have felt better." The big man cursed angrily: "But it doesn't matter, it's still too late. It's still night It’s long enough to give me and my brothers a good time.”
Dozens of soldiers from the Mo Yuan tribe gathered around laughing and joking, and a dozen foreign girls had woken up from their sleep. They looked at the tall black figures around them in horror and despair, their bodies trembling, and they wanted to shout for help, but Mo Yuan The witchcraft medicine used by the Sarube warriors made them unable to make any sound.
"Little girl, the uncle has been eyeing you since we left Akasaka Mountain." The leading man smiled and grabbed the middle-aged servant's daughter in his hands, and couldn't wait to start tearing her already tattered clothes: "My dear, you are such a beautiful little girl. Hehe, when we return to Pusaka, such a good product will not fall into the hands of the uncle, so it is more cost-effective to play with you on the way."
A group of soldiers from the Black Ape Tribe laughed in unison. They quickly surrounded the girls, grabbing and groping at them.
A cold wind blew by, and a delicate round shield was flying around him. Shao Si, holding a spear tightly in his right hand, appeared out of thin air on a small earthen bag more than ten feet away. She looked coldly at these beastly warriors and shouted in a low voice: "Let them go, go back to the camp, and find a military judge to get a thousand lashes yourself."
The black-haired man who had almost stripped the girl in his arms raised his head and said with a low smile: "Military judge? I am the military judge of this team! Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a tender girl! Hey, brothers, look at it , this girl came to your door by herself!"
The soldiers of the Mo Yuan tribe stopped and looked up at Shao Si.
Compared with those foreign girls with beautiful faces, Shaosi's figure is slimmer, her skin is as fair as mutton fat, and her temperament is cold and pure. She is far more attractive than these dark-skinned foreign girls.
Although they knew the identity of Shao Si and that he was a big shot in the Witch Palace, these warriors who were controlled by alcohol and animalistic nature were gasping for breath, completely ignoring Shao Si's identity and the possible consequences of offending her. .
"Such a nifty girl! Brothers...those dolls, are you afraid of them?" The big man laughed in a strange voice and whispered to his companions.
The soldiers of the Mo Yuan tribe looked at each other, and a dozen of them suddenly jumped up, and at the same time opened their hands to grab Shao Si.
(End of chapter)