Qin Ye stopped the Huns who were whipping the people, "Why did he have an accident, it was because of hunger." If you don't give food, you don't work. After speaking, Qin Ye threw the tool.

What the? The Hun officer was stunned at that time, mainly because Qin Ye's actions and words were too beyond his common sense.

You are a slave, and you dare to stop me!

What kind of attitude do you have, that a slave of yours should glaring at me with such an expression?

If you don't give you food, you don't work, who do you think you are?

After the Hun officer reacted, he whipped it over, and he laughed angrily, "It's ridiculous, unless you kill me." ”

Qin Ye snatched the leather whip with his backhand, "Then you can die." ”

The expression was so faint, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

The leather whip drew a death arc in Qin Ye's hand and wrapped around the neck of the Hun officer. With a crisp snap of bones. The officer's neck was twisted throughout, and he was gradually dying of life with disbelief. And those wide-eyed eyes still carried deep fear.

Killed!

A slave who killed a Hun officer!

It was as if a nuclear bomb had exploded, and a silent shock wave suddenly swept across the entire barrier construction site.

The slaves were shocked, the Huns were shocked.

Tai Shici was the first to smash the can, followed by the slaves one by one, and put down the work in his hands.

A little farther away, a bald man of different races shouted, "Good kill, happy!" ”

As he stopped what he was doing, all the minority slaves stopped working.

But in the blink of an eye, all the slaves stopped working.

Angry eyes, looking at the Huns, that is unwilling to fate. They became slaves, how could they have been willing, and they didn't even have basic food, but they had to bury it in their hearts.

But Qin Ye didn't hide it in his heart, he stood up.

The slave's gaze converged on Qin Ye's body.

Who is he?

He is Heyu!

It turned out to be the same person from yesterday.

Since the establishment of the slave camp, no slave has dared to fight, but in the hearts of slaves, how can they not want to fight?

However, no one dared to stand up. But at this moment, Qin Ye stood up.

"Heyu! Heyu! Heyu! ”

Tens of thousands of slaves, after experiencing a terrible silence, erupted into an earth-shattering cry. They shouted Qin Ye's name, turned the unwillingness that was suppressed in their hearts into this name, and roared angrily at the Huns.

The voice of the ten thousand people resounded in the sky.

Yu Fuluo was shocked, Hu Chuquan was shocked, Liu Bao was shocked, and all the Huns were shocked.

"Who is this named He Yu?" Yu Furo's heart was extremely shocked, when, in his slave camp, there was a slave leader!

This is a very serious matter for those who control slaves, and there is nothing more serious than this.

Liu Bao hurriedly walked over, "Father, this person's name is He Yu......." "He reported what happened yesterday.

Yu Fuluo frowned, if it was according to common sense, he would kill Qin Ye immediately to set an example. But looking at the current situation, Qin Ye is already the spiritual leader of these slaves, and the momentum of the entire slave group has risen.

This young man came for a day, and he united people's hearts, it was really terrifying, a natural leader, the leader of the clan. Yu Fuluo remembered the stories of the Xiongnu kings of the past dynasties, and found many shadows in Qin Ye.

He had to deal with this matter carefully. On the one hand, Qin Ye's current status is no longer comparable to that of ordinary slaves. On the other hand, if there was a riot, the army called Qin Ye outside would definitely attack, and his own fortress had not yet been built, so the money and grain would not be able to be brought back to the tribe to feed his people.

Yu Furo is experienced, and he immediately has a countermeasure. And with lightning speed, he led his troops to surround Qin Ye.

As soon as Tai Shici said that they wanted to protect Qin Ye, they were pushed out by the Hun soldiers. And the next moment, let alone a hundred bows and crossbows, aimed at Qin Ye. In this case, Tai Shi Ci and they didn't dare to do it.

"Heyu, huh? Command your slaves to work at once. Yu Furro said coldly. Although he was furious, he still maintained a fairly calm calm.

"There must be enough food and water."

Looking at his gaze, which was even colder than himself, the corner of Yu Fuluo's eyes twitched, and he took out a delicate hand crossbow and put it on Qin Ye's forehead. Now the momentum of the entire slave group has risen, and the core is on Qin Ye. He must be brought to his knees in order for Ivro to reach his goal.

"I'm numbering dozens, and if you don't order your slaves to work, you'll only die."

Whether it was the Huns, or the Han slaves, or the minority slaves, they stared at everything that was happening in front of them with wide eyes, and the qi was all on Qin Ye.

Ten

Nine

Eight......

The cold numbers smashed down, making everyone's hearts turbulent.

This is no longer an ordinary number, but a countdown to life.

Yu Fuluo originally thought that Qin Ye, a young man, could see how many worlds he could see? It will definitely shrink back, disintegrate, beg for mercy, tremble, and even pee your pants at the end.

But if one situation arises, Ivro can guarantee that the momentum of the entire slave group will collapse at once, and it will be easier to control.

But he never expected that the young man in front of him didn't even frown, and he didn't tremble slightly. With that firm look, I couldn't see even the slightest wavering.

Two.......

"For the sake of my people, I will indeed kill you."

Before reciting the last number, Yu Fu Luo said.

"No one in this world can bring me and my people to my knees." With his words, Qin Ye didn't care at all. He came to this plane and went through many things. He already has an understanding and responsibility for why he came here and what he should do.

Even if today is really his death, he will never frown.

"I am willing to die for the people, why bother with this!"

A leader, if you want to grow, needs to be sharpened enough. And at this moment, Qin Ye's concept of governing the world is constantly maturing. He began to transform from an ordinary traversal to this era.

The slave shed tears, even the Huns, who were shocked when they heard what might be the last word left in the world, replaced by a look of awe.

Yu Furo was also shocked, a man who could sacrifice everything for his people, and he had always admired the most. But today, he had to kill the killer.

He had to kill Qin Ye, because if he didn't kill Qin Ye, he would be the one who succumbed.

As the king of the Huns, nothing in this world can make him succumb. He will not give in, because his people are waiting for him.

"In that case, then I'll give you a ride." Yu Furo's hand pressed on the mechanism.