The long-awaited time has finally arrived, and Yang Hao now wants to laugh wildly and vent his sense of imprint during this time.

However, he was still very sensible, and he knew very well in his heart that there must be no negligence at the last moment.

Yang Hao instructed his members not to act rashly.

After the slaves waited for three days in torment, Yang Hao felt that the time was almost ripe.

That morning, the guards who brought food to the slaves threw the disgusting food into the enclosure, as usual.

Most of the slaves, as usual, fought for food that had fallen on the ground.

And among these competing slaves, there are some slaves who just pretend to fight, and their eyes are all looking in one direction.

They were waiting, waiting for the order of the one who gave them hope.

Yang Hao knew that he had to make a decision, he could use those empty words to fool these slaves, doing so could mobilize their blood in a short period of time, but if they wanted to continue, they had to see tangible benefits.

The five of them gestured with their eyes, and several of them were suddenly shocked, knowing that the plan was about to begin.

At this time, Qu suddenly punched Shuo Xiang in the face like a convulsion.

The two of them fought fiercely, completely different from the other slaves who fought for food, and to outsiders it seemed as if they had some deep hatred.

The guards watched with interest at first, but as time went on, some of the slaves tore into the fight.

The chaos of the situation made the guards feel bad at first.

"Stop! Stop! ”

A guard with a whip charged into the chaos of slaves, waving the whip in his hand to separate a slave whose name was torn together.

But what the guard didn't notice was that several sneaky people took advantage of the chaos to get a little closer to the guard.

Several people glanced at each other, only to see one of them, under the cover of the others, quickly approaching the guard, and the stone knife in his hand stabbed him fiercely in the chest.

In the confusion, the guard didn't know how many knives he had been stabbed, and before he could even scream, his throat was cut and he lay in a pool of blood.

I don't know who shouted: "Dead!" Dead! ”

At this time, Yang Hao pretended to squeeze over and take a look, and his expression changed greatly.

"It's over, it's over, we're all going to die."

Just after Yang Hao said this sentence with exaggerated acting skills, those other guards also realized that the situation was wrong and walked over to this side.

Yang Hao glanced over there and gestured to the others.

"Brothers, this man is dead, we all have to be buried together, I don't want to die, I've had enough of this slave, and if you don't want to die, kill me out."

After Shuo Xiang shouted these words, several people who had to be prepared jumped out to respond, and under the fanning of the members of Yang Hao's criminal gang who were hiding among the slaves, the slaves were quickly agitated.

Yang Hao looked at the tribal warriors who were slowly gathering here, and knew that they couldn't delay any longer, this riot was fought by the Xin clan, if they gathered the armed forces, even if most of the elites were not there, they were not comparable to these thin slaves.

"Look, everyone, over there, the slave owners' doglegs, they're coming to kill us, and if you don't want to die, kill me."

After roaring wildly, Yang Hao picked up a wooden stick and kicked the hidden fence door open, taking the opportunity of this pause, he quickly looked behind him, and saw that most of the slaves were following him, and his heart couldn't help but be relieved.

"Brothers, kill me! For freedom! ”

"For freedom!"

The slaves roared wildly, holding stones and sticks picked up everywhere, following behind Yang Hao and the others, like hungry wolves who had escaped from the trap, and rushed straight to those guards.

In the face of hundreds of crazy slaves, these guards, who rode on the heads of the slaves every day, turned pale with fright, and when they saw the slaves rushing towards them, they didn't even have the intention of resisting, and turned around and fled.

Seeing this, Yang Hao laughed wildly and said: "Brothers, seeing that there is no fear of them, kill, grab food, rob women, what!" ”

The escape of the guards greatly strengthened the confidence of the slaves.

Under the encouragement of Yang Hao's words, these escaped slaves have all turned from sheep to demons.

These people, led by Yang Hao, did not join the slaves who smashed and looted, and according to their plan, they took advantage of the current chaos to go straight to the place where the weapons of the Xin clan were stored.

Although there were only more than 30 people around Yang Hao, compared to those slaves who were killing everywhere, although the number of them was small, their goals were extremely clear, and they united as one to kill several soldiers of the Xin clan, and directly captured a place similar to a warehouse.

"Grab your weapons, everybody." Yang Haolian urged.

Rushing into the warehouse, Yang Hao and the others didn't care what weapons they had inside, they quickly gathered together with one in their hands.

Yang Hao took a bronze short sword from the neatly stacked wooden frame.

After seeing that everyone had a weapon in their hands, Yang Hao said in a deep voice: "There are the remaining warriors of the Xin Clan, and they will soon react, with our current strength, they are not their opponents at all." We're going to get out of here now. ”

"Yang, don't we just leave them alone?"

Qu couldn't bear to look at the slaves who were burning and looting.

Yang Hao glanced at the slave who was galloping on a struggling woman in the distance, and said expressionlessly: "Since these people can't be used by us, it's also a burden to bring them. ”

Seeing that Qu was going to persuade him further, Yang Hao immediately interrupted: "Okay, shout loudly, whether they react or not, we must evacuate." ”

Qu nodded helplessly, reluctantly agreeing with Yang Hao's approach.

"Everyone has waited too long for this day, as long as we escape from here today, we will be free, brothers, for the world in our hearts, rush with me!"

"Kill!"

Thirty or so slaves, roaring and rushing towards the exit of the tribe, only Qu and a few people, who would be reminded when they passed by the place where the slaves gathered.

But most of the slaves were so immersed in the thrill of mad revenge that they turned a deaf ear to the warnings.

Only a few slaves who were still awake joined Yang Hao's breakout army.

The news of the slave rebellion soon spread throughout the tribe, but with the pitiful organizational ability of this era, when the army of counterinsurgency arrived, Yang Hao and the others had already run out several miles away.

Looking at the chaotic tribe, the leader of the Xin clan, in a fit of rage, dragged out the slaves who had been caught and had not had time to escape, and killed four or five people in a row, and ordered the rest of the slaves to be skinned and executed.