In the middle of the night, in the dead of night, only the sound of insects chirped in my ears.

On the outskirts of Morning Glory there is an extensive farm, which is Martin's slave farm, and slaves usually work on the farm.

When most of the slaves in the town were sold, Martin took some good-looking slaves from the farm and sent them to the slave market in the town.

Therefore, Martin's slaves were kept on his large farm, which was surrounded by a mud brick wall, and the slaves were put into the farm to work during the day and locked in cells at night.

The slaves lived in small straw mat sheds, and they usually relied on these simple things to shelter from the wind and rain, and at the same time, they also leaked everywhere, making it very easy to sneak in.

A group of female cat people bent their waists, hiding in the grass and not speaking.

The scale of Natasha's operation was far more shocking than she had said, and Windsor and their sisters had only been in for ten minutes when they saw a fire in the cowshed.

"Windsor, I'm not mistaken, it's fire?"

"That's right, that's fire, it's supposed to be the fire they set it."

"Sure enough, it's a sea of blood, otherwise it would be impossible to set fire."

Kylie's heart pounded, and she had a premonition that tomorrow's morning glory town would be agitated.

"The lion soldiers are the most ferocious group, and if a hundred lion soldiers are assembled, thousands of slaves can be torn apart. If the slave wants to escape, it is the best policy to create a fire. Windsor looked at the flames dancing in the distance, silently explaining the Assassins' actions.

It was also at this time that the fire became larger, and the fire at the bottom of the shed climbed to the roof of the shed, and the fire was surging, illuminating the sleepless night and alarming the lion orcs on the farm.

After a few seconds, she heard a burst of shouts, including the voices of cats, lions, rabbits, foxes, kobolds, pigmen, and others.

As the largest slave breeding base in Morning Glory Town, it is home to orc slaves of more than a dozen races.

Like kobolds and pig-headed people, they have a very good ability to fight alone, and liberating them will make the scene even more chaotic.

"Moo!" The roar of the ox rang out.

"It's a minotaur slave!" Windsor was also shocked when she heard the Minotaur's voice.

Minotaurs are stronger than kobolds, they have rough skin and thick flesh, and their strength is infinite, and each minotaur smashes down with a single punch, directly blasting the heads of other beasts, or shattering the sternum of the enemy, and the chest is cracked and killed.

If you want to talk about the ability to fight alone, the Minotaur clan is the first echelon of warriors.

Of course, God is fair, the reproductive ability of the Minotaur is not strong, it is said that the neighbor of the Lionheart Country is the country of the Minotaur, but the population of the Minotaur is not as large as the Lionheart Country, otherwise the entire Beast Continent would have been unified by the Minotaur a long time ago.

"I thought they were going to let the slaves out secretly, but I didn't expect them to make such a big fuss, what now?" Kelly couldn't make up her mind, so she had to put the decision-making power on Windsor.

Windsor is their eldest sister, and has made the right decisions in several slum cleansing campaigns to protect every cat slave orc from the purge, and has not lost a single one, and everyone's trust in Windsor is growing day by day.

"Well, send twenty sisters back to Morning Glory Town, monitor the situation in the town, and send information if there is any trouble."

"We continue to guard outside, and if a cat slave escapes, we are responsible for receiving the cat slave, and the other slaves are left alone."

"Yes!"

This time, Windsor chooses to trust Natasha in Big Iron Village.

But the question in her heart was even heavier, why wasn't a woman like her sold into cat slavery?

Maybe there's a new twist in Datie Village?

……

The sun is rising over the horizon, and the people of Morning Glory Town have not yet learned about the changes on the farms in the suburbs.

It wasn't until some farmers passed by the farm that they saw the fire-burned sheds and dirty footprints everywhere.

Martin's slave farm was wiped out overnight!

Terrible, the old farmers passing by didn't know what was going on, and the fire of gossip was burning, so they took a few old acquaintances to watch silently.

The bold man even went inside and found blood on the ground at the scene of the fire, but no body was found.

Maybe it was burned down, or maybe it was eaten by slaves, everyone secretly speculated.

Since these farmers were not Martin's people, they still had heavy farm work to do, so they hurried back to their fields after observing the scene for more than ten minutes and continued their farming.

This caused news of the destruction of Martin's slave farm to spread slowly, and it wasn't until two or three hours later that Martin, who was in Morning Glory, learned that his slave farm was gone and burned down by a fire.

"How is it possible that my farm has burned down?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, are the lion mercenaries I hired for fifty copper coins a month all fake!"

The beard of the lion orc Martin trembled with anger, his two big nostrils were whirring, his eyes were shining fiercely, and he immediately asked his subordinates to arrange a fast horse, and he wanted to rush to the suburbs as soon as possible.

Ten minutes later, Martin, who was riding a fast horse, arrived at the scene, looked at the gray ruins in front of him, his eyes were red, and he raised his head and roared: "Ah-"

"Check it out for me, let me know who did it, it's better to live than to die!" Martin roared angrily at a dozen leonin soldiers next to him.

In Martin's opinion, there were a hundred lion soldiers on the slave farm, and if there was a fire, they would definitely be able to put out the fire, or drive the slaves to put out the fire, and it would never be like this.

"Those slaves have all run away, there are more than a thousand slaves, they will definitely not be able to hide, find out for me, and catch them one by one!"

"Yes, sir!" The lion soldiers replied stiffly.

There are a lot of footprints on the site, and look at their footprints collectively to the south, and to the south is farmland.

You must know that most of the slaves usually eat pig food, only good-looking slaves have nutritious meals, if you are picky eaters, as slaves they definitely do not pick.

Further south of the farmland, in the ravines, there were large areas of dense forests and game, so the slaves had to flee south with all their might, eating wild fruits and drinking water from streams along the way.

It was also at this time that the people on the streets of Morning Glory also learned that Martin's slave farm had been burned down and that all the slaves were gone.

"Did you hear it, Martin said that the footprints on the ground all lead to the south, and these slaves have all run away, and the courage is really fat!"

"The mayor has been persuaded by Martin to send a team of two hundred lion cavalry in quick pursuit."

"You say, which force is trying to get Martin?"

"Martin has a lot of creditors, it's hard to guess."

While the underground rats were talking, Windsor and the others were in a dark room, waiting for Natasha's second collaboration.