After Xiao Chen said goodbye to Luo Ling, his heart was stirred. He wanted to take these slaves in the first place, but it was just to make the school more cheap and let his people develop faster. I didn't think much about what my actions would bring to the world here. But after talking to Luo Ling. He suddenly found himself at the beginning of a path. If it follows this path, the world is likely to part ways with its past.

Standing at a fork in the road in history, as a participating enabler, the feeling is like being in the clouds. But can he really do it? He was just a graduate student who had been a young journalist for two years, and he didn't have much special except that his mind was quite flexible. He had read some history and knew how great and terrifying the power of history was, and that being in it was like sailing in a sea ravaged by a typhoon, and that even if he was extremely cautious, he could die in the belly of a fish at any time.

Can you really do it? He looked left and right, trying to find a companion, but at this time, whether it was Luo Ling, Li Jia, or Lao Chen, these companions were already busy with their own things. For a moment, he felt enveloped in loneliness.

Xiao Chen's palms were sweaty, and the soles of his feet were cold, he hoped that someone would come to talk to him at this time, anyone could ......

At this time, a soldier under Roger rushed over and shouted: "Lord Xiao, something happened outside!"

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In the clearing behind the hillside outside Suero, the slaves were divided into groups of two or three hundred to rest on the spot, watched by Caranda, Roger, and his warriors.

A dozen cauldrons had been set up in their midst, and the women had brought water to a boil and were preparing food for the evening.

It may be that there was a collision in the process of work, several slaves fought, and between pushing and shoving, the original skirmish turned into a group fight of dozens of people. The slaves who had nothing to do around saw the lively fight here, and they all cheered, and even many of the guards came over.

In a fit of rage, Kalanda led a few fighters to stop them, knocking dozens of troublemakers to the ground.

Unexpectedly, another group of slaves, taking advantage of everyone's attention to the people who were fighting, attacked the soldiers guarding a baggage cart, robbed food and property, and began to escape.

This immediately caused a chain reaction among a group of unsettled and insecure slaves, and many people who had the idea of escaping, or those who didn't believe in Xiao Chen, joined in looting materials and began to flee.

There were not many soldiers left behind to guard the baggage, and the leader was Roger's adjutant Jacob, who had only about forty or fifty soldiers under him, and there were only two of Roger's original team in the middle. Several carts of grain on the periphery were looted by the slaves.

Seeing this, Kalanda did not chase the escaped slaves. Instead, he came to the rest of the slaves, cut down a foot-thick tree beside him with a sword, and shouted, "Let me sit down on the spot, and whoever dares to move will be like this tree!"

Roger, on the other hand, mounted his horse and chased him out of the camp......

When Xiao Chen ran out of the outer city of Suero with the soldier who reported the news, he happened to encounter Roger blocking a group of fleeing slaves.

Roger was holding the sword, and blood was dripping from the tip of the Thundermark Sword. In front of him, two men lay in pools of blood, food and belongings scattered around them. Behind the corpses was a trembling crowd of men, women, old and young, whose only common denominator was that they were carrying or carrying some food and belongings.

"What's going on?" Xiao Chen asked.

"My lord, it was our incompetence that we didn't take a good look at them and let them run away. I chased here, and two men tried to attack me, and I killed them. That's when I had to be ruthless. ”

Xiao Chen glanced at the corpse on the ground, "It's not your fault, how can it be so easy for us to control a hundred times our slaves." I want you and Kalanda to be able to afford so many people, it's hard for you. You're right, bring them back. ”

"Yes!" Roger grimaced and shouted to the dozens of people in front of him: "Did you hear it, hurry back, otherwise these two people on the ground will be your fate." ”

The people looked at each other, and the first few knelt down at once, and a middle-aged man pleaded with a mournful voice, "My lord, please let us go." We will be grateful to you for the rest of our lives. ”

Xiao Chen looked at a few of them, and found that these people looked honest, not like that kind of treacherous people, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why are you leaving? Didn't I promise you that I would settle you well?"

"This ...... , this ......" several people stood up.

"Don't you know that if you run away like this, you will likely be caught by other lords as coolies, or even directly executed?" Xiao Chen was puzzled.

Instead of explaining, several people began to shake like chaff.

Xiao Chen didn't have time to spend time with them, so he picked up a person with his backhand and dragged him in front of him. Since his body was transformed by white light, his strength has been slowly increasing, although it can't be compared to a samurai of the same rank, but it is effortless to lift a person.

"You know, I'm a magician, and there are many ways to get you to speak. It doesn't even matter if you're alive or dead. Now that my patience is limited, you'd better make it clear to me right away why you're leaving. ”

The middle-aged man who was mentioned by him was obviously frightened by the name of the magician, and in front of a magician who could talk to the dead, he wisely chose to surrender, and spit out everything he knew: "Everyone started together just thinking about fighting the slave camp with you, but I didn't expect things to change later, I don't know why no one chased and killed us, and then someone inquired that you bought us, whether it was the slave traders, the people of Suero, or the Knights of the Templar all recognized it." Now many people feel that something is wrong. No one had ever been able to buy so many slaves, and everyone was terrified of something that had never happened before. Some people say that we don't have enough food to eat for a few days, and if we are sent to open up the wasteland, eighty percent of them will starve to death, and you are solving the problem for the slave traders. It has been said that magicians will ...... Yes...... Cannibalism. I bought so many people and was ready to save it for food. It was also said that if so many slaves were requisitioned at once, they would definitely be dragged to the front line of the empire to repair fortifications, and if they started a war, they would be pushed out and sent to death. ”

"Do any of you believe it?"

"A lot of people believe it. ”

"Didn't I tell you to come with me and build your new home?"

"Ah, do you really think so? What lord buys slaves back and lets them build their own homes. The old men are eager to squeeze every slave into dry and eat it. Who would think about the slaves? The things they guessed, though no one could tell, sounded more reliable than 'to build their new home'. ”

Xiao Chen was so angry that his thoughts were regarded as nonsense in this era, and they were not as credible as the 'rumors of magicians eating people'. But when he saw these poor people trembling in front of him, he couldn't get angry, such ignorance and blind belief were not their own fault, but the evil consequences of this society. This is one of the biggest challenges he faces.

Xiao Chen let go of the middle-aged man and said to the people who were still kneeling on the ground at this time: "I swear here in the honor of a magician that I will never harm any of you. Now, get up and come with me!"

But the men were still lying on the ground, and no one got up.

Xiao Chen knew that time was pressing, and with a gritted tooth, he released his trusty charm magic.

A minute later......

"Knight Roger, you're so handsome. ”

"Young man, those two people killed well just now, but unfortunately, I didn't help you when I wanted to. ”

"Brother Rhoda, wherever you point, we will rush and whoever will cut whom. ”

"Lord Roger, come to our tent at night!"

Roger was surrounded by those slaves, the men wanted to hook up with him, the women wanted to rub oil on him, Roger blocked left and right, sweating profusely, he shouted: "My lord, why are you here again!"

"It's okay, they just like you. Aren't you already very experienced, now take them back to camp. ”

By the time Xiao Chen and Roger returned to the slaves' camp, most of the people's emotions had stabilized. But more than two hundred people fled, another two dozen were killed by the guards during the escape, and more than fifty were injured in the chaos. The riots still took a toll on them.

Xiao Chen looked at these fearful and frightened slaves and decided to do something. He didn't cast any more spelling magic, because it wouldn't cure the root cause, and Roger's pleading eyes were too pitiful.

He decided to use words to convince the people in front of him.

Xiao Chen stood among the slaves, picked up a copper horn, looked around, and spoke to the slaves: "Brothers and sisters, ......"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was silence around at first, and then there was a commotion, and all the slaves were frightened by Xiao Chen's name. No one had ever called these slaves that, let alone many of their masters who treated them only as animals. Even Roger and Kalanda were surprised, wondering if Xiao Chen had said the wrong thing.

"When I call you that, I'm not joking with you, let alone laughing at you. Rather, from the bottom of my heart, I see you as a dignified person, just like me. We can open our hearts and minds like brothers and sisters to talk and talk. I can swear by my reputation as a magician and even by my life, and what I say now is true.

When you see yourselves as real people, those old men are no different from us. Everyone has the same head, the same hands. The same can laugh, can cry, the same attachment to their parents, the same love of their children. But why are they on top and we're here?"

Xiao Chen looked at these people, confused, resentful, jealous, incomprehensible, numb, and so on.

"Because this world has not given you such a chance! This world has made you born miserable, or slowly into a dilapidated situation. The world is cold, ruthless, and full of malice towards you! I come from far away, I don't follow the ugly rules here, follow me, you can save yourselves and regain your dignity as human beings.

I feel sorry for some people who have died today, but I don't sympathize with them. I don't want to say anything more, because a thousand words, ten thousand words, are not convincing with facts. I hope you will follow me, take a look, give it a try, it will definitely change your life!"

Xiao Chen saw that some people had a look of hope on their faces, but most of them still looked blank and indifferent. He knows that it will take a long time to gain the true trust of these people.

He pointed to a large herd of cattle tethered not far away and said, "Today, to celebrate your new beginning, kill ten pigs and open meat for everyone." ”

"Hooray!" At this time, all the people showed ecstatic expressions, and the shouts that erupted resounded through the sky.