The Eastern Wilderness is located at the junction of the Gushan Empire and the Gulan Empire, and the two empires often break out in wars in order to compete for territory, so the Eastern Wilderness is very chaotic. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, in the Eastern Wasteland, a group of slaves whose hands and feet are entangled in chains are working hard, they are the slaves of the Gushan Empire, and the Gushan Empire specially transported these tens of thousands of slaves here from the rear, hoping that these slaves will build a city wall in the Eastern Wasteland, so as to effectively protect the territory that has just been snatched from the Gulan Empire.

The Gushan Empire was a slave country, except for the slave owners who were the ruling class, the rest of the country were slaves, and it was difficult to have a chance to turn over, and the children born of slaves were still slaves.

There are only two ways for slaves to turn over, the first is to behave very well, gain the appreciation of the slave owner, and thus be accepted as a domestic servant by the slave owner, although he is still a servant, but he gets rid of the status of a slave. The other is that some people with very good talent and good luck were selected by the Cultivator Mountain Gate, so as to completely get rid of slavery. Not only that, once you have cultivated and served the empire, you will also have the opportunity to become a new slave owner.

Among the two ways to get rid of slave status, the first way is about a thousand times easier than the second way, judging from the case of the Gushan Empire for so many years, every year there will be hundreds of slaves who get rid of slave status through the first way, but in the two thousand years since the establishment of the Gushan Empire, there is only one slave who gets rid of slave status through the second way.

The slave was gifted, talented, and extremely lucky to be chosen by a monastic sect, Yuancishan, and became a successful cultivator, and finally became a general of the Gushan Empire, that is, the new slave owner.

Among the many slaves who built the castle, there was a young man, named Lin Potian, who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes, his hands and feet were chained, and the chains made a clanging sound between walking, and at this moment he was holding a stone of more than two hundred catties in both hands, and walked forward step by step.

After seeing this scene, many slaves around showed amazed eyes, and then some slaves laughed and joked: "Xiao Potian's strength has increased a lot, and if this continues, when he becomes an adult, he will definitely be able to gain the approval of the master of the family and become a domestic servant, so as to get rid of the status of a slave." ”

Many of the other slaves who heard this showed envy in their eyes, and many of them wanted to get rid of the status of slaves, because even the slaves themselves could not identify with their own identities, and felt that the status of slaves was the lowest status in the world.

Lin Potian heard the words of those people, a smile appeared on his face, for other slaves, it is a great honor to become a domestic servant, and he can obtain a certain amount of power and status, but for Lin Potian, what he wants is freedom, so his goal is to become a disciple of the Cultivation Sect, and then work hard to cultivate, and then he can become a member of the Gushan Empire like that legendary slave, this is the clearest goal in his mind; 。

Lin Potian's father, aunt, uncle, aunt, and everyone he knew since he was born were all sent by the high-level of the Gushan Empire to the Eastern Wasteland to build the city wall, so Lin Potian did not feel lonely and scared when carrying stones here, but was extremely happy.

When Lin Potian sweated and put the stone in his hand on the ground, he looked up at the blue sky, and then greedily breathed in the fresh air.

"Potian, you are still young, pay attention to your body, don't be so heavy. Lin Potian's father looked at him from a distance and said.

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With the efforts of tens of thousands of slaves, the city wall was successfully built in about a month, of course, this wall is only nearly 4,000 meters long, because there are towering peaks at both ends of the city wall, there is no need to build a city wall at all, and the natural terrain is the best barrier.

In a camp in the distance, there were some people in battle armor, who seemed to be about two hundred people, these people were the lieutenants and generals of the Gushan Empire, and they were all cultivators.

At this moment, nearly two hundred lieutenants will all look at a young man in golden armor, this young man exudes a fierce momentum, and a pair of eyes exude a breathtaking power, even those lieutenants will look at this young man, many people are a little afraid.

This young man's name is Luo Chaoyang, although he is not very old, he is indeed the commander of an army, holding the imperial decree of the Son of Heaven of the Gushan Empire, leading 5,000 soldiers and 200 lieutenants to fight against the Gulan Empire.

At the beginning, the two hundred lieutenants would see that their commander was so young and didn't take it seriously, but as some disobedient thorns were ruthlessly killed by Luo Chaoyang, the rest of them didn't dare to be too presumptuous. Later, Luo Chaoyang led them to defeat a team of 10,000 soldiers of the Gulan Empire with a little means.

At this time, the generals no longer dared to underestimate Luo Chaoyang, and they were still very in awe, because in the melee with the soldiers of the Gulan Empire, Luo Chaoyang, who was only fifteen years old, killed more than 1,000 people by himself. Although he is young, he is so murderous that even a seasoned veteran is terrified.

"Young Master, now that the city wall has been successfully built, what should we do with the nearly 80,000 slaves?" said an old man who was nearly fifteen years old, walking up to Luo Chaoyang, who was nearly fifteen years old.

Hearing this, Luo Chaoyang looked through the tent and looked at the many slaves resting beside the city wall, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and then said: "The lives of these slaves are worthless, and they are of little use, so they will sacrifice this city wall with their blood, so that this city wall will turn into a fierce wall, so that those guys from the Gulan Empire will never dare to invade easily." ”

"General, no, although those people are slaves, they have not done any wrong, and if they are killed like this, they may be punished by God. A lieutenant general who looked more loyal looked at Luo Chaoyang and said eagerly.

"You dare to question my decision!" Luo Chaoyang looked at the lieutenant general with a cold look, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he saw Luo Chaoyang waving his hand, holding the hilt of the sword, and the cold light flashed, and the lieutenant general who persuaded Luo Chaoyang fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people didn't dare to say anything more, and they all lowered their heads respectfully, as if they were afraid that Luo Chaoyang would easily take their lives.

Luo Chaoyang saw the performance of the rest of the people, nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Go and do it!"

The soldiers, whose duty is to carry out military orders, since their superiors ordered them to kill 80,000 slaves, they struggle inwardly for a moment, and then return to their ruthless state, and the remaining 190 or so lieutenants will lead nearly 5,000 soldiers to start a bloody massacre.

Many of the slaves were killed before they could react, and their blood was sprinkled on the walls as if they had covered them with a light red veil.

"Dad, mother" Lin Potian never imagined that there were relatives who were talking and laughing before, and they would be killed in an instant. Before Lin Potian came out of the state of his father's death, he saw that everyone he knew fell to the ground weakly, and the blood was like a fountain, gushing out from each slave's body, gathering on the ground, forming a blood-colored river.

"I'm fighting with you!" Lin Potian attacked a soldier beside him with his bare hands, although that soldier was very ordinary, he was also a first-level martial artist, and how could Lin Potian, who did not have the slightest cultivation, deal with.

But what is incredible is that Lin Potian actually snatched the soldier's spear and killed the other party, which surprised the rest of the soldiers, and suddenly another soldier attacked Lin Potian, but he was also killed by Lin Potian.

When Lin Potian killed ten soldiers one after another, the rest of the soldiers felt that something was wrong, they thought that it was because those soldiers were careless, so they would be taken advantage of by a small slave and lose their lives. And now five soldiers attacked Lin Potian at the same time.

Lin Potian was angry that his father and mother and many relatives were killed before, so he had the courage to move forward and killed ten people by luck, but this also consumed all his strength, plus his hands and feet were bound by chains, and he was powerless to fight against the five soldiers who attacked him at this moment, and he was about to be killed.

But at this moment, a lieutenant general appeared in front of the five soldiers, blocked their attacks, and then looked at Lin Potian with an indifferent face, and then tied him up with a rope.

About half an hour later, 80,000 slaves, except for Lin Potian, who was bound, all died, and their blood flowed freely, staining the city walls and rendering the ground.

"General, this young man didn't have the slightest cultivation, but he killed ten soldiers, which is quite extraordinary, how to deal with it. The lieutenant will bring Lin Potian to Luo Chaoyang's side, and said respectfully.

Lin Potian's face was covered with blood at the moment, and his clothes were also stained with blood, which looked a little terrifying, but this was nothing to Luo Chaoyang, who was like a murderer, he looked at Lin Potian with a little curiosity in his eyes, as if he was surprised that he had no cultivation at all, why did he kill ten soldiers.

"If you are lawless and murderous and murderous, you will be damned by heaven and will not die a good death. Lin Potian looked at Luo Chaoyang and said hatefully.

Hearing this, Luo Chaoyang laughed, and then he stretched out his hand and patted Lin Potian's face, and said calmly: "What is the sky? I know the sky better than you." Then Luo Chaoyang's hand held the hilt of the sword, and he was about to draw his sword and kill Lin Potian.

"General, this person is covered in blood and dirty, why don't you use the general's hands, let me kill him for you!" the lieutenant who tied Lin Potian said respectfully.

Luo Chaoyang glanced at the lieutenant general, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said indifferently: "You are quite sensible." Then he let go of his grip on the hilt of his sword.

The lieutenant understood what Luo Chaoyang meant, and he hurriedly dragged Lin Potian to the blood-stained city wall, then pulled out his scimitar and stabbed it towards Lin Potian's heart.

Lin Potian knew that he was going to die, so he slowly raised his head and looked at the sky, the chains that bound him collided with each other, making a clanging sound, his eyes flowed bloody tears, and he said longingly: "I want freedom, eternal freedom." ”

The lieutenant raised his hand and fell, and Lin Potian fell to the ground weakly, blood flowing.

The blood of 80,000 slaves was all integrated into the city wall by Luo Chaoyang in a mysterious way, and this ordinary city wall completely turned blood red, which made people tremble when they saw it, and then Luo Chaoyang left with the soldiers, and there were only 80,000 corpses left.

At night, the Eastern Wilderness was thundering, wind and rain, and the thunder and lightning seemed to destroy this world, and in the pouring rain, a golden streamer fell from the sky and fell into Lin Potian's body.