Slavery is the most basic social system of human society, although most countries and nations have abandoned the backward state system of slavery, but the idea of slavery has been retained, especially among the nomadic people outside the Guan, such as the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the slavery system is still preserved.

When the Manchus settled in the Central Plains, the slavery system of the coating system was not abolished, but was further expanded, and the Han people who had the status of the coat in the heyday of the Qing Dynasty were definitely not a symbol of shame, but a kind of glory.

You say that you are an upright Han Chinese? Then you can go and pay grain, anyway, I don't have to pay grain to the state. You say that you are a Chinese with a straight waist? Then you can go to serve in the service, I will not pity you when you are tired, and digging the Grand Canal requires a man like you to stand up to the sky.

What's wrong with the coating? What's wrong with the slaves? With the protection of the master, there is no need to pay for food, there is no need to be forced to do it, there is no need to eat fragrant and spicy food, and even if you are bullied by upright people, you don't have to be judged, and the master is all protected.

In this social structure, slavery is actually a kind of dependence, a way of dividing power through personal attachment by those who are far away from power, although it is somewhat shameless, but it was really a common thing in those days.

Chang Sanhao is a typical person who wants to go crazy if he wants to be a coat, not to mention that the name of the imperial court eagle dog is not good, but this identity is really of great interest, for the identity of the slave he also fights, from the south of the Yangtze River to the Ryukyu against the storm, lurking for more than a year, and now seeing that the great work is about to be completed, I didn't expect the stubborn donkey to actually mess up a qiē.

Chang Sanhao bent down and ran wildly on the street, with bullets whizzing behind him, but he did not have the slightest resentment towards the French soldiers in his heart, but instead scolded the stubborn donkey in his heart.

"Are you stupid? We are the servants of the imperial court, and who are the foreign lords? Those are the foreign lords that the emperor and the queen mother dare not provoke... How dare you resist, if this is spread to the capital, we won't have half of the credit, and we will have to lose our heads in the end......"

"Bad luck, it's really bad luck, you stubborn donkey robbed me of women on weekdays, and now you still want to hurt people, there is a kind of you who fight with foreigners, if you come out alive, I have to give you a knife, damn it......"

Just when Chang Sanhao was secretly scolding in his heart, the stubborn donkey's life had come to an end, and the people who worked for the imperial court as eagle dogs were a group of white-eyed wolves, and the stubborn donkey had already seen it, so the moment he was shot and fell, he didn't expect Chang Sanhao to turn back and save him.

The man in the rivers and lakes has never thought about dying of old age since the day he walked in the green forest, and his psychological preparation for death has long been ready, but when death is really in front of him, he suddenly finds that he still has so many things on his mind that have not been completed.

The long iron whip made the stubborn donkey play with flowers, and the two ends of the iron whip were wrapped around the neck of a French soldier, and he was as strong as a donkey, dragging two iron-faced soldiers around the crowd like a hot wheel.

The stubborn donkey was surrounded by a large group of soldiers, who were looking for an opportunity to attack with rifles, and when he was unprepared, he would shoot a bayonet.

The stubborn donkey has now become a bloody man, and his howl can be heard for two whole blocks: "Blind your dog's eyes, why did you even kill me......?

"Chang San, my day, your ancestors...... Gong Cheng, my day your daughter-in-law...... Dog Tartar, my day, your ancestors...... Ahh

"Lao Tzu can't die, Lao Tzu has to live...... My eldest brother and sister-in-law are not filial, so I still have to make money to support my mother...... Lao Tzu can't die here...... My mother is still waiting for me to return home..."

In the midst of the screams, there were two more sounds of bayonets entering the flesh, one on the left and one on the right, and two bayonets, one left and one right, pierced through the ribs, and at once the stubborn donkey was stopped.

"Well done... I'll give you credit...... George, listen to my orders and dig out the heart of this thug, just like you have been boasting about doing it in African tribes...... "The officer who led the team has already hated the stubborn donkey, and this strong Chinese man actually killed four French soldiers, this is going to hell."

But the officer has always wondered, what is this Chinese shouting? And why is there so much grievance and unwillingness in his tone? Forget it, whatever he is, the barbarians are very strange, maybe it is some kind of ritual before they die.

The old soldier named George was not tall and dark-skinned a little less than a European, but everyone knew it was the result of excessive sunbathing in the desert of North Africa.

George pulled a dagger out of his boot and licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue, a bit like a Central European vampire was about to eat.

"Barbarian, I will be very careful to cut open your chest and break your bones, I will be careful not to destroy the blood vessels in your heart, and I will hold the whole beating heart in front of your eyes with the blood vessels...... You are lucky that you will have the privilege of seeing your heart with your own eyes......"

"Damned barbarians, you don't deserve to live, every one of the rich lands of Asia is our noble Europeans, and you are only worthy of being slaves......"

With a flash of the knife, the dagger pierced into the stubborn donkey's chest, and at this moment, the blood on the stubborn donkey's body mixed with all his strength was almost dry, and he had no strength to resist anymore.

Hit five bullets in his body and stabbed by a bayonet with six huge wounds, it is really a miracle that he can still survive until now.

The dagger cut through the flesh, and there was not much blood flowing, and gradually the ribs and internal organs were exposed, and the stubborn donkey's painful facial features were deformed.

How he wanted to resist, but the two bayonets in the ribs had been put into the flesh, and he had been erected, and there was not the slightest body left.

His life flew by like a marquee, his parents and hometown, his master Shanmen and his brothers, walking the rivers and lakes, big bowls of wine and meat, and following the eagle claws and grandchildren to run rampant in the martial arts, what a majestic and domineering it was.

But this one has all come to an end here, and in front of him is only the ugly face of the Frenchman, and foreign language that he doesn't understand at all.

"Barbarian, you're going to die, how lucky you are to die at my hands, aren't you arrogant? Didn't you kill a lot of us just now? Damn despicable savages, a bunch of slaves, you're wasting air to live......"

"Oh yes, I remember, how is it possible for you illiterate people to understand noble French...... Wait, what do you mean in Chinese? Oh, right...... Minion...... You're a minion......"

I don't know where this French soldier learned Chinese, it seems that he knows the words slave slave, maybe George doesn't know what these two words mean, anyway, it must be scolding.

Slave... Minion... Two voices rang in the ears of the stubborn donkey, and the words of the kind mother and the enlightened Xiucai when they were children suddenly rang in their ears.

"One by one, read the person, people are standing, the one lying on his stomach is called a slave, that is called a slave..."

"Ahh

"Lao Tzu is not a dog minion...... Lao Tzu is also a human being..."At the last moment of his life, the strength of the stubborn donkey erupted like a volcano, he had forgotten the pain, and his waist suddenly hit it with a force.

"Little sister... Lao Tzu will sleep with you again in the next life..."The iron head skill is really powerful, only to hear a muffled bang, the bridge of George's nose that was caught off guard was shattered, the entire front face completely collapsed, and the whole one became a crescent moon when I looked at the side.

George was not saved, and the plastic surgeons in Europe could not save him, and the stubborn donkey suddenly rushed like this, and the dagger in the heart pierced the heart at once.

Manchu Qing Dynasty Fine Works...... No, no, no, the Han people are stubborn donkeys, they don't blink to death, and no one knows what his name is.

"No..."Sun Ximei, who ran away, felt as if she had been beaten with a hammer, and people didn't know what they wanted until they lost it. The stubborn donkey's roar before he died made her completely understand that her heart was still on him, and Chang Sanhao was not.

Sun Ximei's brain was hot and she wanted to rush back, but Chang Sanhao grabbed his arm, "Don't be stupid, the stubborn donkey is already dead, not only can't you save him when you go back, but you will have to die when the time comes......"

"Let's go, get out of here quickly, our mission has been completed, tomorrow we will hide in the refugee camp, find a chance to go back to Daqing, when the time comes, with our merits, are you still afraid that there will be no good life? Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive..."

Sun Ximei's tears flowed, "But...... But, stubborn donkey, that's our brother......"

"What bullshit brothers are not brothers, life is bigger than the sky, hurry up and ......" Before the words were finished, the sound of French boots had already sounded at the corner of the street, and the angry French army rushed over with a shout.

"Kill them, these damned inferior peoples, they will all die...... Charge, attack..." The stubborn donkey's resistance before death drove all the French crazy, and they wanted to kill all the Chinese with red eyes.

Chang Sanhao looked up at the long street, "It's broken, this street is too long, there is no fork...... I'm cāo, let's hide first..."After saying that, he went to push the door of the house next to him, and he also used dark energy in his hands.

Chang Sanhao knew that these houses were either shrunk or pushed up from the inside, and there could be no big opening. And at this time, he didn't dare to raise his foot and kick, the sound was too loud, thinking about it, it was best to use the dark energy in Tai Chiyun's hand, even if it was a door latch with the thickness of an arm, it could be smashed silently.

But what he never expected was that the black lacquered wooden door in front of him hadn't waited for him to shoot it, and suddenly someone opened it from the inside, and a face was faintly exposed.

"Oh my god... I'm scared to death......" Chang Sanhao almost screamed at the time, but then the faint starlight saw that it was just an ordinary old lady who opened the door, but it was too dark inside, and there was a terrifying feeling of only one face floating out.

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