Cold Spirit City, in the City Lord's Mansion

Since Xiaochi Town in southern Xinjiang reached a treasure hunting agreement with Shui Lianggong, Hanqi hurriedly returned to Hanling City and began a dense organizational deployment.

"Send the order, order the wolf guards to immediately requisition 40,000 slaves from the mine, and assemble outside the cold spirit city in three days!"

"Lord City Lord, according to the foolish opinion of the last general, this treasure hunt is likely to be a conspiracy of Shui Lianggong, and I want to find a reason to divert the elite main force of our army to defend the city, and then sneak attack Hanling City....." Liu Bingwei on the side came back from Xiaochi Town, and he was worried and always felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't help but say bluntly.

"Well, that's a real possibility. That's why the lord of the city asked General Wolf to transfer 40,000 slaves from the mine to pretend to be soldiers and mix them into an army of 100,000, so that 40,000 elite soldiers could be freed up to guard the city. Besides, this time Shui Lianggong will also lead an army of 100,000 to go to the Far East with us in person, and as soon as his army comes out, the city will definitely be empty, and he will not dare to play any tricks. Han Qi said confidently.

"But the Far East is frozen for thousands of miles, and life is barren. No one has set foot for thousands of years, and if the water is good and wants to attack the city lord at that time, wouldn't the city lord be in danger!" Liu Bingwei reminded again, still uneasy.

"Hehe... General Liu was too worried, his strength was the same as that of the city lord, and he had stayed in the "Initial Triple of the Battle Spirit Level" for many years, but the city lord now faintly felt that there was a hint of a breakthrough. And this time I plan to bring you and General Wolf with me, if that Shui Lianggong has a bad mind halfway, with the power of the three of us thunder, we will definitely be able to subdue him in the first time. As for those of his subordinates, they are not obediently arrested. A smile appeared on Hanqi's face.

"The city lord is wise, and the last general is too worried..."Seeing that Hanqi had already made a plan, Liu Bingwei didn't say anything more. It's just that thinking that Shui Lianggong suddenly formed an alliance and wanted to go to the Far East to hunt for treasure this time, Liu Bingwei was still faintly uneasy in his heart.

Han Qi still continued to lay out his plan before leaving, thinking of the countless thousand-year-old treasures, Han Qi's heart was even more fanatical and happy: as long as he has this batch of treasures, he no longer needs to spend so much manpower to slowly mine spirit ore to improve his own strength; as long as he has this batch of treasures, the overall strength of Han Ling City is expected to enter the ranks of the "fourth-class county cities", and he will be able to overwhelm one side, and then he will swallow up all the cities that usually squeeze him...... Thinking of all this, Hanqi was even more eager to set off immediately.

Cold Spirit City, Spirit Mine

The wolf guard looked at the order he had just received from the city lord, and after pondering for a long time, a cold smile flashed on his lips, and then he ordered to the herald beside him:

"Pass the order, everyone must return to the camp today, order all carriages to assemble at the mouth of the valley and stand by, and leave Cold Spirit City early tomorrow morning!"

"Obey!" After receiving the order, the herald quickly withdrew from the camp, looking at the departing herald, an adjutant beside the wolf guard asked puzzledly:

"The city lord is so urgent to recruit 40,000 slaves, what about the mine?"

"Of course, it is all abandoned, the city lord has to do a very important thing this time, except for taking away people, all other things are abandoned, and the city lord must not delay the treasure hunting plan!" the wolf soldier said with sharp eyes and a firm tone.

Soon, the order to assemble reached the various departments of the mine camp. Many soldiers rushed to tell each other and quickly convey it to ensure that all the sub-battalions were aware. At this moment, Qiye was walking on the way back to the camp with the mineral spirit stone on his back. Seeing many soldiers running past him with panicked expressions, Nanaya felt a little unusual, as if something had happened.

After returning to the mine camp and handing over the ore spirit stone, Qiye found that the atmosphere in the entire mine camp was extremely tense, and the crowd of people was running back and forth and discussing... From those hurried looks, Nanaya smelled a hint of unease. I've been in the mine camp for so many years, and I haven't seen such a scene today, what the hell happened? Seven Nights muttered in his heart...

Walking into the camp tent, Qiye inquired carefully with the miners and learned that it was the wolf guards who were quickly assembling the mine slaves, and they would leave for Cold Spirit City early tomorrow morning. Seven nights never thought that the event would come so suddenly, and such an urgent gathering of manpower would definitely have to do something very important, and it was estimated that it would probably be a lifetime... Seven Nights thought so:

From a very early age, Seven Nights knew that nothing good had ever happened in this slave mine camp: today did not know where tomorrow would die, this was a reality that every slave in the mine knew in his heart, and this was the end of his fate, the tragic end, it was just a matter of time before it ended. Even so, any disturbance in the mine still affects the nerves of the fate of the slaves all the time...

"Damn! Why now? Just give me a little more time, a little more time... Can, can..."Qiye secretly clenched his fists unwillingly, he didn't expect that when he was trying to accumulate his own strength, the accident came so suddenly, obviously giving him some more time to be able to get out of the current predicament and escape.

But at this time, at this time, there was such a change! The strong unwillingness made Qiye grit his teeth with hatred, and his nails were stuck in his flesh. Thinking of the tragedy of the unknown tomorrow, Qiye's tears couldn't help but fall straight down: Is it so soon about to usher in the end of his fate???

After a long time, the tears have dried up, and after seven nights, I wiped away the tears, stopped the useless sobbing, gradually calmed down, calmed down and thought carefully:

On second thought, maybe that's not entirely bad. On weekdays, the mine is heavily supervised, and even if he has achieved a small degree of cultivation, he may not be able to escape from the capture of those prison army spiritual cultivators. Maybe there is a chance to escape on the way to Cold Spirit City.... Thinking about it this way, Qiye's heart was somewhat balanced, and this was the only comfort he could think of.

After a long time, after seven nights of emotional stability, after munching on the stiff chaff bun in a big gulp, he lay down early and began his cultivation tonight in a race against time...

In the middle of the night, in the white tent of the mine camp, a pitch-black jackdaw flew out, and flew out of the valley under the perfect cover of the night....

At dawn the next day, "Hmm~~" The silent mine camp sounded a long horn.

"Assemble the whole battalion! assemble the whole battalion!" the herald swiftly went from camp to camp to deliver the assembly order, and the slaves walked out of the tent with sleepy eyes and gathered in the assembly yard in the center of the mine camp from all directions. Many have stayed up all night, their eyes are dark, and their faces are pale. The small Seven Nights were silently submerged in the crowd of slaves, staring through the gap in the crowd at a three-meter-high military command platform at the front.

Soon, the wolf guards in silver armor walked up to the military command platform and glanced coldly at the crowd. With a shake of his mouth, he gave a brief order:

"Count the number of people in each battalion and get ready to get on the bus!"

Qiye glanced to the side, and more than a thousand elevated carriages loaded with spirit ore outside the mine camp were already ready. Subsequently, the overseers of each slave camp began to count the number of people in each camp, and the enumerated slaves were pushed into elevated carriages by the soldiers. A carriage was crammed with dozens of slaves, and there was no room for free movement as if it were a loaded animal.

Almost all of the entire mine camp are mostly male **subordinates, and only a few female **subordinates. And Qiye was stuffed into a carriage loaded with female **subordinates, and the female **subordinates in the mine camp had to not only wash and cook for the soldiers, but also for the soldiers to play with and vent their anger... The slightest disobedience was a thunderbolt beating, or even beating to death. Therefore, every female ** subordinate is scarred everywhere, seeing a female ** subordinate with messy hair, bloodless face, no clothes and no skin, seven nights of anger and infinite sympathy, even women are treated like this, what hope is there. Nanaya carefully kept the gap so as not to touch the bleeding wounds on their bodies.

At dawn, 40,000 slaves were loaded into the wagon. Then two by two columns began to set off for Cold Spirit City, and the convoy drove out of the mine camp, and only a large area of tents stood quietly in the empty mine camp. Looking back at the gradually receding mining camp, Qiye thought of the deceased Grandpa Luo Mu and Shizun, the only people who felt warm in the suffering of their fate, and now that they are uncertain, I wonder if there is a chance to avenge them?

The Overseer soldiers stood guard on both sides of the convoy on horseback, which made its way through the winding river valley. Qiye inspected the surroundings while in the carriage, and was alert to the back-and-forth patrols of the overseers. Along the way, there was no good chance of escape: on one side of the carriage was a large river rushing under the cliffs, and on the other side was a rock wall from which there was nowhere to escape. The convoy continued to move towards the Cold Spirit City, and the mountains on both sides of the river valley were getting lower and lower, and after a whole morning's march, the convoy had driven out of the mountains and accelerated on the wide plain.

Looking at the fields of Pingchuan, the golden winter sun lies lazily on the grassy slope. In the stream, the fish chase and play, and the waves ripple. Although it is a cold winter, the breeze is cool, and the barren grass is decayed but the forest is dyed. The wind blows the grass low, the layers of waves surge, the beauty is endless....

Seeing this scene, Qiye's eyes flashed with tears of excitement. This is the first time I have stepped out of Dachuan and seen the world outside. The beautiful scenery that caught his eye deeply attracted Qiye's attention, so that Qiya put aside the idea of waiting for an opportunity to escape for the time being, and stood in the carriage, staring at the winter evening scene flashing in front of him one after another. Out of the mountains, the convoy sped up, and the bumps along the way failed to make Qiye wake up from the intoxicating beauty.

After a long time, Qiye reluctantly withdrew his dry gaze. After calming down his excitement, Nanaya had a stronger desire to escape. However, the carriage did not stop galloping, and the soldiers of the prison army on both sides of the convoy also followed closely on horseback, so Qiye had to stop this thought for the time being. The fast-moving convoy drove through barren villages towards a massive castle that towered far above the horizon...

Although the castle seemed to be close at hand, it was not until the early hours of the evening that the convoy reached the outer wall of the castle. Looking at the huge black and towering city wall, a deep shock permeated the heart of Qiye. The sturdy wall of more than 10 meters high stood in front of Nanaya like a king in the world, making Nanaya feel the majesty of grandeur for the first time.