Half a month later, the capital of the Three Rainbow Kingdom.

A procession of slave escorts slowly walked towards the city gates.

"There must be no mistakes in this action, and even death will not reveal your identity." The leader lowered his voice and warned.

"Rest assured, the president has the grace of regeneration to me, and I will never betray the tribe."

A rather strong slave muttered.

"When you enter the city for a while, be smart, don't be seen."

As they got closer and closer to the city gate, everyone's hearts couldn't help but rise.

"Who?"

The soldiers defending the city stopped the people.

"Nobleman, the villain is from the River tribe, we caught some slaves and wanted to exchange something in the city."

The leader, hehe, said respectfully.

A man who looked like an officer looked at the group and said, "River tribe, why is your tribe still alive and not flooded?" ”

The leader said with a smile: "The villain tribe is lucky, it escaped when the flood came, and now it has settled in a chosen place, and has captured some slaves, hoping to survive this winter." ”

The officer stepped forward, grabbed a slave by the hair and lifted his head, looked at his teeth, and hit him several times.

"This slave is not bad, if you want to enter the city, it's not impossible, but..."

The officer gave him a meaningful look.

The leader looked around, approached the officer's New Year's greetings, groped in his arms for a while, and mysteriously took out something and quietly stuffed it into the officer's hand.

"A little thing, I hope the nobles will be accommodating."

The officer glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and he put it away without looking for a trace.

smiled: "They are all my three good people, so they can naturally go through the process, and they are not allowed to move around at will after the process, which angers the monarch, and I can't protect you." ”

"The villain understands, the villain understands."

The leader nodded repeatedly.

"Let's go!"

The officer waved his hand impatiently.

Seeing this, the leader breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the team into the city.

"It's good that the leader gave this thing, otherwise I really wouldn't have been able to enter the city, but it's a pity, good things are cheap for this slut."

After the leader entered the city, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The officer, touching the things in his arms, said a few words to the soldier, and then left impatiently.

The streets of the city are a bit chaotic, with thatched huts made of mud, and there is no regularity in the east and west.

There aren't many pedestrians on the streets, but they look a lot more prosperous than the Daqi tribe.

Occasionally, you can see a slave trader like himself leading a few slaves by himself.

The leader looked, followed by a group of slave traders.

The people in front also noticed the movement behind them, looked back, snorted coldly and ignored them, and continued to walk forward.

At this time, there was a sudden noise in front of me.

The leader looked ahead and saw a carriage approaching this direction, followed by a group of soldiers armed with long ge.

The carriage passed by, and all the pedestrians in the street were prostrate on the ground.

Seeing this, the leader hurriedly took the pair to the side of the road and crouched on the ground like the others.

The carriage lifted the smoke and dust all the way away, and the streets were calm again.

The leader glanced at the direction in which the carriage left, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Go!" ”

In this era, there was already a rudimentary form of commerce, and for countries like Sanshu, the trade of goods was very frequent.

Unlike the bazaars of small tribes like Ze, the transactions in the city were under the control of the Three Provinces of Heaven.

In the north of the city, it is the place where slaves are traded, and a large number of slaves are resold here, and some of the lower-class untouchables who can't survive in Sanshu have to come here to sell themselves as commodities in order to survive.

In addition to some of the larger slave traders, there were many untouchables who knelt on the side and expected to be looked down upon.

It was the first time he had done such a thing, and the leader was a little nervous, and after watching the slave traders trade, he found an open space to start his own business.

Compared to the goods of the slave traders, his slaves were of the highest quality.

Sure enough, not long after he started selling, someone came to him and asked how to trade.

It's just that these people who ask are other slave traders, and it is impossible for him to hand them over to him when he has a task.

After finding a casual excuse to excuse himself, he patiently waited for the right buyer.

。。。。。。

On the side of the Great Qi tribe, since Yang Hao decided to prepare for the cavalry, the craftsmen have begun to get busy.

The saddle design is not complicated, although Yang Hao has never seen a horse in his previous life, but the saddle has been seen, which is a credit to the museum, with memory, drawing a pattern is not a problem for him.

The four cavalrymen were all determined after screening, and compared with Yang Hao, these people were more than a little better than Yang Hao's talent.

After only a few days, without a saddle and horse pedals, he could already trot on a horse, which made Yang Hao extremely envious.

Since that group of people left, Yang Hao seemed to have forgotten about this matter and never mentioned it again, as if those people had disappeared from the world.

The recruits have gradually adapted to the life in the barracks, and the heavy training every day makes Song even feel that he should not be himself.

When the officer's command sounded, he would subconsciously make a move, and he shuddered a little when he thought of the sticks he had been beaten.

The days passed slowly in this boring and boring training, and half a month later, the snow fell in the sky, and winter came quietly.

In the cold wind, Song held a spear at a scarecrow, practicing the action of assassination, this action, he didn't know that he had done it many times, but today, he was always a little restless, and the result of the assassination made the face of Wu Chang on the side cold.

"Stop!"

Loosely put away his spear and stood upright, looking at the hole in the scarecrow, he knew that he was going to be unlucky.

"Keep your dog's eyes open and see what you're stabbing, will this kill the enemy?" Creek roared.

Song Lizheng stood up and said in a loud voice: "Returning to the military chief, I can't!" ”

"Roll out and run five laps at once!" Creek roared.

"Yes!"

Like a puppet, Pine saluted, took his spear and began to run around the school yard, knowing that arguing was pointless and would increase his punishment.

Brook ignored Song and shouted, "Next! ”

Seeing that the pine who usually performed the best was punished, the black skin walked out of the queue with a spear a little nervously.

"Let's get started!"

Xi said in a deep voice.

Blackskin took a deep breath, clenched the spear in his hand, and yelled, "Kill!" The spear slammed into the scarecrow in front of him.

PS: Thanks for the tip of survival