When she opened her eyes again, she was greeted by a few rusty iron railings and a jumble of low bushes growing along the dirt road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then, as she looked around, her heart sank.

For she found herself in a carriage at the moment, locked in an iron cage, lying alone in a corner of the cage. The carriage was carrying her down an undulating dirt road, causing her body to jolt along with it, and it was this shaking sensation that woke her up.

Such iron cage carriages, with more than a dozen of them in front and behind, formed a long and winding line on this strange dirt road.

In this iron cage, she was not alone, curled up and sitting all over the big iron cage, there were also some ragged people, men and women, old or young, when they were awakened by the shaking of the carriage and opened their eyes, they just looked up at her numbly, and then lowered their heads, and continued to lower their eyes, as if they had fallen into the abyss of despair.

Perhaps, this is the first greeting they say to her, who has the same tragic fate?

Hiss!

A horse's neighing sounded not far behind her, and then a dark red whip stained with dried blood slammed into the iron cage above her with a thud.

"You, be honest with Lao Tzu! If you don't want to suffer hardship, take care of your eyes and don't look around!"

A rough voice sounded, but it was a big man with a scumbag face staring at her, and there was no pity in his eyes on horseback, cold and ruthless, as if he did not see her as a person, as if he was looking at a commodity.

Her eyelids jumped, as if she had been offended by something, and she almost couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, and she was angry.

However, when she caught a glimpse of the dozen or so horseback men who were also guarding the other large iron cages not far away, as well as the bright weapons on their waists, her reason forced her to stop all movements of her body and endure the inexplicable impulse in her heart. In the end, she didn't speak, just silently buried her head in her legs, just like everyone else in the big iron cage.

Seeing this, the big man did not have any surprise or suspicion, and quickly focused his attention on the surroundings of the convoy.

The convoy continued to move slowly, as if everything was going on.

However, in her blue eyes, which were invisible to outsiders, there was an astonishing light.

Yourself, can you understand what these people say?

This was her first reaction after coming back to her senses, because she heard clearly, what the big man said just now was obviously not any language she was familiar with before, but she could understand the meaning of the other party!

This... What's going on?

She steadied herself, regained her composure, and her eyes began to look around with her peripheral vision, trying to figure out what she was in after waking up this time.

Iron cages, handcuffs, leg irons, dirt roads, convoys, outlaws, inferior but sharp iron weapons, and people in iron cages......

Cold weapons?captives or slaves?

Her mind began to spin rapidly, trying to put together all the information she had gained from opening her eyes.

In the end, she came to a conjecture that made her laugh and cry.

It wouldn't be so unlucky, would it?

After he fell unconscious, was he met by these people and thrown into a cage?

Scold... Could it be that this body's profession is actually a spearman?

It's unfortunate enough to come to such a strange world for no reason.

But who would have thought that it was still a cold weapon era that was backward enough to legally trade slaves!

It's okay to say that she became a woman for no reason, but now, she has become a woman who has been reduced to slavery?

She really wanted to laugh out loud and greet the strange god of fate and all of its female relatives, if it existed and had female relatives, of course.

However, when she realized the doom situation of her weak body, and the fierce eyes of those around her, she still gave up the urge to raise her middle finger to the sky for a while.

Cut!

With a scolding in her heart, she had already put this meaningless idea of venting from her mind, and instead began to think about her own way to get out.

If you change to your former self, solving these miscellaneous things is just a matter of moving your fingers, and you don't even need to move a knife. However, when the strong body that has been trained through thousands of tempers is replaced by a weak female body like now, and it is still a young girl who has just begun to develop, then this goal becomes very difficult.

Moreover, he is still locked in a cage, and if he wants to sneak out quietly, he must first solve the problem of the lock, which is also an obstacle that can easily attract the attention of the enemy.

Besides, the locked iron door was still a little distance away from him, and the middle was full of lifeless fellows, and it was already a problem to move over without attracting any attention.

You know, I just turned my head and looked around, and I was rewarded with a whipping and scolding!

Well, it seems that it's better to recover your strength first.

As for the way to get out, as long as you regain your strength, it is secondary.

Her eyes flickered a few times, but she yawned involuntarily, which made her heart feel even more dangerous.

Because this is one of the truest messages that the body has to offer.

She had just woken up, but she immediately showed signs of exhaustion, which was not a good omen!

With that in mind, she began to breathe and close her eyes.

Unfortunately, it was as if some god of fate had overheard the slander in her heart, and he was so angry that he refused to give her any favor.

Only an hour or so later, by the afternoon of that day, the slave trader's convoy had reached its destination, taking her by surprise, who had not yet recovered much strength.