By the time Altair's slave operation began, two days had passed on Allen's side.

Hundreds of slaves worked at the same time, and the stonemasons had been taught by him to have efficient management methods, and it was not a problem to manage hundreds of slaves.

They move very fast, and each slave tries to build completely at their own speed.

The reason is that Alan divided the whole field into twenty groups, and the first ten teams that completed the construction task the fastest had additional meals, and the lazy slaves did not have additional meals.

The slaves were usually full after eating some mush, and they had never tried to add food.

Two days ago, Eren brought food with white porridge, and the orc slave who had never drunk white rice porridge only took a sip and immediately poured it into his stomach, leaving tears of emotion.

It's so delicious.

From then on, the slaves went crazy and began to work in earnest, bound to complete the construction targets set by Allen.

After inspecting the enthusiastic work of the slaves today, Hood came to report and whispered:

"Lord Allen, the old hunter's pigeon has flown back, and last night began to liberate the slaves of the Martin merchants, liberated about a thousand slaves, and is currently circling the woods, and Morning Glory Town sent two hundred lion cavalry south to catch slaves."

"Oh, so we will soon be able to add a thousand new slaves to the Great Iron Village." Alan's eyes lit up slightly.

Hood was worried: "But there are too many slaves, we don't have so many soldiers to guard them, if these slaves riot, the entire Datie Village will be ruined." ”

"Well, that's a problem, but if the slave has something to eat, there's a good chance it won't be the other way around." Alan muttered.

He was well aware that this was only a stopgap measure, and that there was a real risk in having too many slaves.

Although these slaves have lost hope in life and only focus on the food rewards in front of them every day, there are always slaves with online IQs who are not willing to be slaves.

When the total number of slaves is large enough, it is possible that these slaves with an online IQ will secretly encourage the slave herd to rebel.

As a Master Assassin with a keen eye, Eren patrolled the slave herds, observing the faces of each slave as they worked, identifying potential restless slaves.

"You, you, and you, out of the ranks!"

"And you, don't look down at your toes, it's you."

Alan walked around twice, spending an hour counting seventy-eight slaves.

Unlike those slaves who have no purpose in life, they know how to endure humiliation and bear the burden, and only wait for the opportunity to escape or encourage slaves to rebel.

"My lord, I'm just secretly resting for a while, I promise that I won't next time, and I will definitely complete today's task indicators!"

A cat-eared slave bowed his head and shivered, completely afraid to look at Allen.

"Raise your head! What was your previous status? ”

Allen's eyes were sharp and very serious, as if the other party would be sentenced to death if he didn't answer seriously.

"Lord Hui, my name is Black Iron, I used to be the foreman of the southern mine, a year ago the mine collapsed, three miners died, and I was demoted to a slave by Will." Black Iron looked up and trembled in fear.

Alan said in his heart that this was the case, no wonder this slave had time to peek at what the fastest slave was doing while he was working.

"I almost forgot that there was also high-quality labor among the slaves, and it should not be wasted."

Alan immediately asked Hood to preside over the work: "You record the identity information of each slave, if there are slaves who were previously free people, they can be restored to free people, and skilled orcs can provide them with jobs." ”

Hood was sweating profusely, and there were hundreds of slaves present, and recording their information was a big undertaking.

The important thing is that there is not enough paper.

"Don't panic, there aren't many freeman slaves, and the real slaves only need to record their origins, names, and ages."

The other slave cats moved their ears slightly, and the crowd immediately shouted a few more words, saying that they were also free people before.

With a slave taking the lead, the gray-eyed slave gradually regained his spirit, and he had a premonition that this was an opportunity to become a free people, and he also raised his hand.

Whew, dozens more hands.

Alan had been prepared and announced loudly: "All the slaves of the freedmen will be questioned in detail, and you must answer truthfully, and I may send someone to your place of origin to ask if there is such a person, and the liar will be punished by death." ”

Hearing Allen's words, the agitated slave's face turned pale.

"Now listen to me, not slaves of the freemen, lay down your hands, I can not blame you."

In the end, no one put down their hands, it seems that these slaves who raised their hands once had the status of free people, but the time was too long, and they completely lost hope in life, and the whole person was broken, so they were not favored by Alan just now.

The remaining slaves did not raise their hands, because the fear in their bones suppressed their nerves, so that they did not dare to raise their hands.

Of course, Alan did not give up other slaves, after all, slavery was unreasonable and extremely inefficient.

But emancipating slaves requires a process, and you can't eat fat in one go.

When the cement comes out, Datie Village will be able to start the infrastructure madness mode, and there will be as many houses as there are, and as many slaves as there will be when the time comes.

Alan announced: "Of course, other slaves also have the opportunity to become free people, as long as you work hard, after the autumn harvest I will promote a group of excellent orcs to become free people." ”

As soon as Allen's words came out, the orcs with a gloomy look suddenly had a head.

Become a Freedman!

"My lord, are you telling the truth?"

Allen's words were so shocked that Hoodley's eyes widened, and some of the young slaves happily asked if it was true.

"Of course it's true, what I say will not change."

Alan glanced at the slave circle, and most of the slaves who asked questions were young slaves.

The middle-aged slaves didn't ask a question, didn't look at him, just listened to the word freedman fluctuate slightly, and then went on to work without saying a word.

Middle-aged slaves were accustomed to seeing the ugly faces of their rulers, and never believed in long-term commitments, but only in the low-hanging fruit.

Alan didn't explain much, and when the autumn harvest came, there would be a slave rice harvesting competition, and the top slaves would be promoted to free people, and the slaves' enthusiasm for work would be ignited to the peak.

Hood frowned, and for the first time raised an objection on the surface:

"Lord Allen, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to do this, I was originally a slave of the free people, so I can naturally restore my identity.

But if all slaves have the opportunity to become free people, we don't have so many houses to accommodate them, we don't have so many jobs, and we can't afford to support so many free people. ”

Alan turned his head to look at Hood, who shrunk his neck, afraid of Allen's power.

But reason made Hood straighten his neck again, his waist straightened, and his cat's tail erected.

"Lord Allen, please trust my judgment, the centuries-old history of the Lionheart Kingdom proves that slavery is one of the fundamentals of governing the country, and it is also one of the foundations of governing the village, which cannot be changed or changed." Hood said repeatedly.