Chapter 275: Keyman

In the distance, you can see that many people are gathered in the square of the dock area. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, when Lorist rushed over, the gathered people only moved slightly, moved out of the middle avenue, and continued to stand there numbly, but their eyes changed slightly, that is, curiosity and envy. It can be seen from the tattered cloth wrapped in their naked bodies and the whip marks on their bodies that they were all slaves.

Lorist is a little strange, when did those slave owners of Nubit Harbor still gather so many slaves at the docks, what are they trying to do here?

It's just that Lorist came a little slower, and the men and horses of the garrison, who were still showing off their might at these slaves in the dock area, saw the enemy rushing towards the dock area, and had already abandoned their armor and fled into the inner city of Nubit Harbor, and the city gate had just been closed.

Soon a heart-rending cry and a few flaming black smoke from the shore of the docks caught Lorlist's attention, and a large crowd of women and children, who also looked like slaves, lay on the pier and wept and grieved. On one side of the trestle were seventeen or eighteen rowboats with sharp bows and slender hulls, on which bags of supplies were piled up, but these sacks on a dozen or so speedboats were all on fire.

Lorlist's sharp eyes soon understood the reason why the women and children were crying, because on both sides of the speedboats sat paddling slaves, their hands and feet were chained to long iron chains, and their feet were buckled under the seats in front of them, and they could not even stand up except for the paddle seats, and they could only wait helplessly for death to come when they looked at the burning sacks around them.

Some of the paddling slaves were weeping, some were relieved, and some were choking on the black smoke and coughing. On the contrary, there was a slave man sitting in the front, covered with scars, and behind him was a burning sack, but he called out to his relatives on the trestle without changing his face, asking them to be strong and optimistic to live......

Like a big bird, Lorist flew down onto the flaming speedboat. As soon as my feet stepped on the deck, a strong smell of fire oil came to my nose. My day, these sacks were sprinkled with oil, no wonder they burned so violently. Without hesitation, Lorist took the pole he had picked up from the dock and lifted the sacks loaded on the speedboat into the sea, and there was a cheer of surprise from the trestle behind him.

A few more figures landed on the burning speedboats, and it was the knights and soldiers of the family who came later, and when they saw that Lorist was rescuing people, they also hurried over to help.

The knights of the clan sparkled with white swords and easily cut through the chains that bound the slaves, and the slaves who survived the dead hugged their families tightly as soon as they returned to the trestle......

"Your Excellency, Your Majesty......"

Lorist turned around and saw that it was the scarred man chasing after him with two teenage children, and when he got to him, he bent his legs, threw himself to the ground, and knelt in front of Lorlist: "Thank you, adult, for saving your life......

Lorist took a step sideways and moved out of the way: "Get up, you don't have to do this to me, the Norton family has no slaves, you are already free." ”

In Gelintya, the five-body bow is the highest ritual and is generally performed for the gods and ancestors. In addition, the slave owners of the kingdom of Haneyabada demanded that the slaves perform this salute to them, in order to satisfy their lust for power and vanity, which controlled the life and death of the slaves and the palms of their hands.

The big man froze, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Are we free?"

Lorist nodded: "Yes, you are free. But you'll have to be kept in our temporary custody for a while, lest you mess with our actions. It's still at war, and when we eliminate the slave owners and slave traders in that city, you'll be truly free. ”

The big man straightened up, hugged the two children beside him, and cried silently: "Freedom, we are free......"

Lorist looked with interest at the big man and his two children, the eldest was a boy, about eleven or twelve years old, and the younger was a girl, only seven or eight years old, dressed like a boy, with his hair cut in a mess. Lorist thought to herself, maybe this was a way to protect the girl.

"My lord, I made you smile. It took a long time for the big man to cry before he came back to his senses: "Can you tell us the name of your family? ”

"We are the Norton family of the Northlands, Roaring Bear. One of the guards beside Lorist replied proudly.

"Northland, Norton, Angry Bear?" said the big man, "I know, you're here for revenge, no wonder I see your armor so familiar." Last time, the dock garrison killed someone for one of your breastplates. ”

"Oh, what's your name?" Lorist raised an eyebrow, interested.

"My lord, my name is Caimen, and I am from the Romon Empire. Dahan replied respectfully.

"Romon Empire, far enough, get up, tell me how you became a slave?" Lorist asked.

"Thank you, sir. Caimen stood up, "My lord, I was once an apprentice squire to Earl Bilop. The Earl offended the Prime Minister in power, was stripped of his land, was attacked by the army, and we squires and guards were all sold to slave traders as prisoners, and this was nineteen years ago, when I was fifteen years old......."

"You've awakened your fighting spirit?"

"Yes, I wouldn't be alive now without vindictiveness. It was only with vindictiveness that he was looked down upon, and there were two children......" Caimen replied bitterly.

"Then why are you locked in that paddle boat?" asked Lorlist.

"Nu ......" Caimen pointed to the Storm cruising in the distance and the pile of shipwrecks on the sea, "My lord, is that also your family's ship?"

Lorist nodded.

"It's amazing, in just a while, the dozen or so ships of the royal patrol fleet were sunk, and none of the remaining ships dared to go up, so the steward came up with an idea, filled the paddle boat with incendiary materials, ignited it and rushed to the ship, so they were looking for us slaves with families, and let us exchange our own deaths for the safety of our families......"

Lorist was afraid for a while, but fortunately he came quickly and made the enemy fall short, otherwise twenty or thirty rowing boats that had turned into fire ships rushed towards the Storm, and maybe he would have made the Storm suffer a big loss......

"Go to a battalion and search all the ships in the harbor, take all the people on board down for screening, and kill those who resist!" Lorist ordered the guards around him.

"My lord, those people from the royal patrol fleet have all followed the dock garrison into the inner city, and there is no one on their ship for a long time. Caiman said next to him.

"Aren't there people on other merchant ships, so everyone has to get off the ship and be inspected. Lorist was satisfied, the more than two hundred ships anchored in the port of Nubit were now all captured by himself, and the sum of the ships alone was worth a million gold and fortunes.

"By the way, Caimen, what did you say about that dock guard who killed one of our armors?"

"My lord, did the slave catchers here attack your territory three months ago?" asked Kemen.

"Yes, they attacked one of our island territories. Lorist replied.

"Your Excellency, your territory garrison is very powerful. "I remember that the garrison of the docklands also went to more than twenty men, but only three of them returned, and although they had robbed some money, they seemed to have stripped such a cuirass from the soldiers you had killed in battle." After returning, the three of them quarreled over who owned the cuirass, because they drank too much wine and moved their hands, and in the end two were killed and one wounded, and the wounded died of excessive blood loss in two days, and the cuirass was taken away by the captain of the garrison.

At that time, I and a few slaves went to clean up the scene, so I was more impressed by the cuirass, and I just saw that your family soldiers were wearing the same style of armor, so I knew that you were here to take revenge. But my lord, it seems that you were arrested a lot last time, and there were tens of thousands of slaves on the ship, and we were all speculating about where they came from. ”

"A very small number of those people are our people, and most of them are displaced people who we have recruited to develop and build our territory. It was because of the large number of homeless people that the slave owners and slave traders here started to fight the idea of our family territory. By the way, Caimen, our family's soldiers have also been taken prisoner, do you know where they are being held?" asked Lorlist.

"My lord, I think about it, I seem to have heard someone say it. Caiman was trying to figure it out.

"Barry, Barry, come here. Caimen turned around and shouted at the slaves behind him.

A thin, thin slave of sixteen or seventeen years old walked over with a wince: "Uncle Caiman, you called me?"

"Yes, Barry, did you see a strange troop of slaves being taken down on the docks two months ago?"

The slave named Barry nodded.

"Think about it," said Caimen, "why do those slaves make you wonder, and where are they taken?"

"Well, when they got off the boat, they were all very proud, many of them were wounded, and some of them were still scolding, they said that the adults would come to save them, and then they would kill all the escorts. The dock guards were also present at the time, and when they heard the men's scolding, they took whips and tried to go up to teach them a lesson, but they were stopped by the escorts. The escorts said that the slaves were going to be sent to the Colosseum in the royal city of Hamidas, and that they would have to pay if they were damaged. Then the dock guards took out their anger on us slaves and whipped me a few times......" Barry said.

"The Colosseum of Hamidas City?" Lorist suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, Caiman confirmed this hunch: "My lord, maybe only a small part of your people will survive. The Colosseum of Hamidas King is a veritable hell, where the souls of countless slave gladiators weep in every inch of land. The slave owners here liked to watch gladiatorial performances, they liked to put slaves and monsters together, watch the slaves being torn apart and swallowed alive by the monsters, and let the slaves fight each other in two teams so that the victor could survive......

There is basically a gladiatorial show every ten days, but this is only a small one, with about a dozen dead and wounded. Once a month, there was a large gladiatorial fight, and each time there was a team battle of at least 100 people, and the slave owners here would go to watch. Last month, a founding celebration was held, and I heard that nearly a thousand slave gladiators died......"

A breath of anger rose from Lorist's heart, and his eyes were a little red: "Very good, the gladiatorial arena of Hamidas King City, if you die a soldier of my family, I will kill ten of them for burial, and if you lose one of my family knights, I will kill a hundred nobles as sacrifices......"

"Your Excellency......" A heavily armored soldier hurriedly ran over, "Report to your lordship, we have blocked the four gates of the inner city of Nubit. However, there are many crossbows on the walls of the inner city, which have caused us some minor casualties. The Great Sword Master of Ingerek sent me to report to your lordship, and when will I launch the siege?"

Lorist looked up at the inner city in the distance, and the city wall was full of people: "Are there a lot of crossbows on the city wall?"

"There are no less than 100 of them known. The soldier replied.

Although Lorist was furious to learn that the captured soldiers and clan knights on the island of Hilowas had been sent to the Colosseum of Hamidas, this anger did not make Lorist hot-headed and ordered the clan to attack the city immediately.

"Order the troops to retreat to the range of the crossbows defending the city and establish defensive positions, and set up a cordon to prevent the enemy in the inner city from escaping. Ordered the unicycle steel crossbow corps to build a firing position outside the four gates to suppress the launch of the crossbow guarding the city at the head of the city. Now that we have occupied the docklands, we have ordered the Thunderbolt Battalion of Ovikis to board the ships and come here, so that the enemies of the inner city will live one more day. Attack again tomorrow. Lorist commanded.

"Yes, sir. The soldier ran back again.

"Your Excellency......" Bodfinger also rushed over.

"How's going on over there?" asked Lorlist.

"Yuri and Josk are already on their way with the scout camp. Except for the boats that grabbed the beach, I have ordered the rest of the ships to sail to the docks. On the beach, I have ordered men to clean up, and we have wounded more than 300 people, and the corpses of the enemy are more than 2,000. Boderfinger replied.

"Very well, if the Tiger Rosmarek has already occupied those eight islands, you can order them to bring people back. All the captives and slaves were brought to the main island. Just leave a squadron on each island to be on guard, and light a wolf smoke to warn if there is an enemy. Order the Sea Regiment of Sambarwood to strengthen the vigilance of the coastal islands, give him a heavy armoured battalion and a one-wheeled steel crossbow battalion, and sweep the remaining nineteen islands clean, and bring back captives and slaves......"

"Yes, sir. Bodfinger replied.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency......" Caimen cried.

"What's wrong?" Lorist asked.

"Your Excellency, can you give us a chance to serve you? You have delivered us and given us freedom, and we may organize ourselves to attack the city with you. My lord, we are not afraid of death, as long as we give us weapons, we can take revenge on those slave owners and those garrisons who oppressed us......"

Lorist shook his head: "Caimen, it's good that you have such intentions, but to be honest, I don't think about you, you are not trained, your body is weak, let you go to attack the city, it is to send you to death in vain." This sacrifice is worthless......"

Caimen's eyes darkened, and he knew that Lorist was telling the truth.

"Still, Caimen, you can help us somewhere else. Lorist pointed to the large group of slaves gathered in the docks, "You go and organize them, we need guides, we need people to lead the way, we need you to help us find the granary here, and get food to feed your stomachs." The kingdom of Haneyabada is said to have more than 400,000 slaves, and if we free you and leave you alone, it will be a great disaster.

Go and gather together all the powerful and talented men among the slaves, and I believe you have the ability. You must first set up a camp so that the slaves we free will be in order. Only after we have eliminated the slave owners can we arrange for ships to send you back to the mainland and bring you back to your homeland.

By the way, there are many things we need your help with, you can help us identify those slave owners' minions who deserve to die and who don't, help us find the slave owners' hidden warehouses, help us cook and transport the wounded, and ensure the supply of logistics supplies, instead of helping us charge into battle. Of course, if you wish, you can also return to the Northland with us to live in peace and contentment in our family domain. Kayman, would you like to help?"

Caimen bowed deeply, "My lord, it is the greatest honor of my life to serve you, and I am sure that all slaves will be more than happy to serve you." ”

...... (To be continued.) )