Fenghua saw that the crowd quieted down and said lightly: "Then let's start working!" Convert the slave trade site into our defense. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info I think it won't be long before those slave owners and human traffickers will come, and it's up to you whether you want the freedom of the present or the slavery of the past. ”

The people arranged by Fenghua took the lead and shouted, "You want to be free, and you will be enslaved." ”

All of a sudden, there was a shout below, which aroused the desire for freedom in people's hearts, and the fighting spirit doubled. The next step was to prepare for the battle in an intense and orderly manner, disposing of corpses, collecting items, reinforcing defenses, and arranging for the newly received personnel to enter the nine squads and treat the wounded tonight.

Fenghua looked at so many people below who were indeed carrying out these tasks in an orderly manner, and it was strange that these people seemed to have been trained before, and each step was handled in an orderly manner.

In less than an hour, the battlefield was basically handled, and the patrol and sentry personnel were also in place, Fenghua convened a meeting of six people in a luxurious reception room, the room was not big enough to be made of fragrant wood furniture and gold and silver utensils, the six people were basically not injured, Fenghua asked: "What do you think of today's rescue operation?" ”

"General." Some think

"It's fine." Others think

Fenghua continued: "On the whole, it is good, if it is not for the slackness that these people are usually used to, we will really suffer a big loss if we fight." The atmosphere in the room suddenly became silent.

"Look at all this beauty in the house, but how much your lives and your freedom have been paid for, if we don't protect ourselves, how can we save more people like us who are about to suffer or are suffering."

Fenghua paused and continued, "Now let's see how we can prepare to survive the counter-offensive of the slave owners and human traffickers!" ”

After about a quarter of an hour someone stood in the door and shouted, "They have come to the master, many people"

Fenghua thought to himself, the ranks of slave owners and human traffickers were about two thousand people, and the equipment on their bodies and the weapons in their hands were much better than their own. It seems that some of them are still members of mercenary groups, and at first glance, slave owners and human traffickers pay a lot of money to help, but the current form is really a bit tricky, and you can only look at it step by step.

Soon an offensive and defensive battle began, Fenghua has never experienced such a battle, the difference in strength and number makes him very passive on this side, so he can only defend instead of attacking. On the other hand, from the point of view of mentality, Fenghua is for its own freedom, the internal motivation is very strong, and the potential of basic people has been maximized, while the enemy is for money, money and life compared to basically normal people will choose the latter, only those human traffickers and slave owners are more anxious to cut off their financial routes for many years, but those people are a minority.

The battle was in a stalemate, fighting and defending until dawn, when an unknown commotion appeared in the rear of the enemy army.

There was a shout of killing, and there were some magic fluctuations and fighting spirits, and the shouting of killing got closer and closer, and you could see that it was a group of people dressed in different clothes, and some of them were dressed like the slaves they had freed, what kind of people was this? When Fenghua was wondering, he heard some people shouting: "It's the righteous army." ”

"Look, that's the boy in the silver mask." One of them pointed to the front of the rebels and shouted.

As for the people of the marginal city, as a commercial city, the basic quality of the people is neutrality, and they must be the kind that does not make profits, they know very well that slaves are so poor that they have no oil and water on them, and even if they are caught, they have masters, and they may be beaten if they can't get any benefits. On the other hand, slave owners and human traffickers are very different, they are both rich and noble masters, usually polite and give three points, but now some bold people are in the dark, ready to give black sticks at any time, and then they are dragged to a dark corner and stripped of their clothes, and it is not uncommon for them to be killed directly for fear of future revenge, which also buys a lot of time for Fenghua in the battle.

The arrival of the rebels left the enemy army of slave owners and human traffickers on their backs, and the battle suddenly became one-sided, and soon ended.

The slaves cheered and rejoiced in the victory of freedom, every breath of air was free, and the people on both sides closed the encirclement and firmly surrounded the enemy army in the middle.

Those old men with bright clothes, fat heads and big ears trembled and knelt on the ground one by one and kept kowtowing: "I will give you money, I will give you whatever you want, you let me go!" ”

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Have you let us go before?" ”

A young man in a tattered shirt stood up and grabbed the head of the fat-headed, big-eared man and said, "Do you remember me? I know you when you turn to ashes. How many people in our village have you killed, my father, mother, brothers and sisters, fathers and villagers, more than 100 people, just to leave us who can sell for money, killing so many innocent people. As he spoke, he touched his tears, and many of them remembered their sadness and began to wipe away their tears.

The man in tattered clothes whimpered, "What did we beg you for?" As if thinking of something painful, he cried out, "You brute, do you remember my sister?" And the death of my sister, who is only fourteen years old, and I am going to kill you demon. Because of the excessive emotion, it caused a lot of riots, and it was about to be uncontrollable, Fenghua said: "Everyone be quiet." Seeing that it was the Fenghua people who suppressed their voices, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

"Suppress them down and lock them up first, and tomorrow morning they will be tried in the sales place, and those who are willing to stay will report to the captains of each squad, and those who are unwilling can leave on their own." Fenghua assigned a few of his own men to take the enemy down.

The crowd soon dispersed, some busily going to join the army, and some walking towards their hometowns.

Fenghua greeted the soul of the contract: "The instructors all went with me to meet the rebels, without them we would really be hanging tonight." ”

Several people replied in their hearts at the same time: "Yes"

The leader of the rebels was a young man in a silver mask, and Fenghua asked an instructor to invite him into the room and sit down for a one-on-one conversation.

When I looked closer, I found that this person seemed to be familiar, but I couldn't tell where I had seen it, this feeling was very strong, Fenghua wanted to spy with his divine sense, but it was all pain and helplessness, there was no more information, and the face under the silver mask really didn't dare to compliment It was a large area of burns, like a ravine on the high slope of the loess, and it was deeply owed, and it was too terrible not to see Fenghua withdrew his divine sense.