I saw the black shadow on the edge of the fence, and after fiddling with the fence for a while, he beckoned in the direction of the other person.

The other, looking around, saw that there was no danger, and hunched over to the fence.

"This is what the leader wants, take it and leave, I'll stay and clean up here."

The other nodded, took his things, and quickly stepped back behind him, disappearing into the thick night in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, Yang Hao looked at a stone knife in his hand, tested the sharpness with his fingers, and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's a good job, we've got four stone knives so far, it's good."

Among the five people, there was a worried look on their faces, and they said, "What's the use of just these short knives?" ”

Yang Hao smiled when he heard this: "These short knives don't have any effect, but if they are used well, they may be able to give people unexpected surprises." ”

"What are your plans?" Yin hurriedly asked.

"I can't say anything about this matter for the time being, you are currently continuing to develop new manpower, and you must be careful not to expose it."

Yang Hao reminded.

Although Yin was curious about Yang Hao's plan, but after a month of contact, this man named Yang could always think of problems that he had never thought about, although he didn't say it, but including Qu, the five of them vaguely felt that Yang Hao was different from himself.

What is different is not clear.

After Yin left, Yang Hao carefully hid the stone knife in a place he thought was safer.

Then he secretly took out the food that he had hidden in the morning, wiped the dirt off it indiscriminately, and swallowed it into his stomach regardless of the strange smell of the food.

Time passed, and when the seeds sown in the fields had begun to sprout, the most tiring stage of the slaves had passed.

In the past month and a half, perhaps because Yang Hao acted very low-key, he did not receive too much punishment, but the rest of the slaves who were not very lucky were not as lucky as him.

In just over a month, he had seen so much terrible abuse, and as he learned more and more about the world, the one word that terrified him the most was the one he heard from other people's mouths.

Human martyrdom.

For this word, for Yang Hao, a modern person, he has only seen it in books, and the description in books, no matter how bloody it is, is too mild compared to him, who is very likely to become the protagonist of martyrdom.

The human martyrdom heard from the mouths of slaves was extremely bloody, and this kind of behavior of slaughtering humans and other livestock made Yang Hao afraid to the core.

Since listening to those stories, Yang Hao has had nightmares for several days, dreaming that he was smeared with strange symbols, like a pig, being carried to a high altar, and those people with strange masks were singing and dancing around him.

The drumming stopped, and everything fell silent, and Yang Hao dreamed that he was pressed to the ground, and a big axe slashed down his neck.

"Poof!"

With the gushing blood, his head rolled down the steps like a leather ball, and the hideous faces under the altar crowded and pushed, scrambling for his head like a madman.

Among those jumping heads, Yang Hao saw the canal and looked at Yin, their eyes that were not blinding, looking in his direction, as if questioning Yang Hao.

Every time he dreamed of this, Yang Hao was scared awake, and he couldn't feel at ease until he confirmed that his head was indeed still on his neck.

After waking up, Yang Hao looked at the bright full moon and muttered, "Fifteen, it's almost there." ”

Three days later, the slaves obviously felt that the atmosphere of the Xin clan was a little dignified, and most of the muddy slaves didn't care about what was going on outside, but for the members of the MLM organization with Yang Hao as the core, they all knew what it meant.

Everyone has one thought at this time, and there is not much time left for themselves.

When the high-level officials of the Xin clan were busy following Ji Qi on the expedition, Yang Hao gathered several key members such as Qu together late at night.

"It seems that Youxin will set off soon, and our opportunity is coming soon."

Yang Hao said excitedly.

But unlike Yang Hao's excitement, the five of them were still a little afraid of the rebellion, and as the time for the implementation of the plan got closer and closer, several people became more and more uneasy in their hearts.

From their expressions, Yang Hao roughly guessed what they were thinking, and said in a deep voice: "It's too late to give up now, there may only be one chance, if you still want to be a slave for a lifetime, then I have nothing to say, even if I have eyes and eyes to see you wrong." ”

"Yang, what are you talking about, I will never be a slave for the rest of my life, don't worry, I will never give up."

After Shuo finished speaking, the rest of the people expressed their determination.

Yang Hao nodded and said, "I estimate that our action is just this day's matter, you notify them and let them get ready." ”

"Don't worry, they've waited too long for this day."

Qu Shen said.

Yang Hao nodded, and took out the four stone knives with a serious face.

"I'll give you the four stone knives here."

Several people looked at Yang Hao with some confusion.

"You must wonder why I bothered to get these knives, such short knives are useless except for cutting meat, are they?"

After seeing a few people nodding, Yang Hao smiled and said, "These four knives are not used for fighting, but for creating chaos. ”

"Creating chaos? What do you mean. Shuo Xiang scratched his hair and looked at Yang Hao blankly.

"We don't have enough strength for these people now, we have to pull all the slaves into the water, but many people don't have that guts, so what to do? We can only force them to side with us. ”

Qu looked at the four short knives and frowned: "Just these four knives?" ”

Yang Hao smiled: "Don't underestimate these four knives, you can help your ears here." ”

After listening to this, several people couldn't help but look at each other.

"Will this work?" Shuo Xiang looked at Yang Hao with a suspicious face.

"Can it work? Get rid of that, as long as you follow my method, it will work. ”

Yang Hao smiled cruelly.

After explaining the places that should be paid attention to, Yang Hao asked several people to sleep.

Over the next few days, some of the slaves suddenly felt that some of the people around them seemed to be becoming a little abnormal, but most did not take the increasingly strange atmosphere to heart.

Seven days later, under the leadership of Shao Yin, the Xin clan sent out five hundred elite warriors, ten chariots, and several carts of grain and grass, and left the tribe in a mighty manner.

Going out to fight such a big movement, Yang Hao didn't want to pay attention to it a little hard, looking at the smoke and dust that was gradually moving away, Yang Hao narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled.