Song Ziyu led everyone to ambush not far from the Blade Fire City, and waited until nightfall, and when the Blade Fire City was about to close the city gate, Song Ziyu swaggered to the door alone.

"Stop, who are you?"

The guard at the door yawned, obviously not taking Song Ziyu's arrival too seriously.

After all, in the eyes of the guards, Song Ziyu was just a person, and he didn't need to make a fuss at all, let alone be nervous.

Song Ziyu walked up to the guards and said, "A few masters, I want to enter the city, I don't know what conditions are needed?"

Hearing this, several of the guards laughed out loud with a pig cry.

"Boy, I'm afraid you don't have something wrong with your brain, do you know where this is?"

The soldier guarding the city gate asked with a sneer.

"I don't know where this is!" Song Ziyu continued to pretend to be crazy and stupid.

The guard hehehehe, "Have you heard of Blade Fire City? Where it can scare you to death!"

Song Ziyu said "ah", pretending to be very frightened.

"What is this place?" Song Ziyu asked timidly.

"You only have two identities if you want to enter the city." The guard said.

"Which two?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.

The guard laughed, "One is a manager, and the other can only be a slave."

"I'm reluctant to be a manager." Song Ziyu recommended herself.

Everyone on the side laughed even more cheerfully.

"Hahaha, how dare you say such a thing, let me see, your body is the material for being a slave." The guard put away his smile and said coldly.

"Well, then I won't go into the city, the slave has a hairy head." Song Ziyu wanted to be captured, put on a very scared look, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Do you want to leave when you're here? There are no doors!" As soon as the guards gave the order, several people surrounded Song Ziyu.

"Arrest him and send him to a slave camp."

The guard said, "This kind of waste that you send to your door must be put to good use, and it is absolutely impossible to waste it."

Immediately, without too many orders, a group of people went directly to Song Ziyu and arrested Song Ziyu.

Song Ziyu did not resist in the slightest, and let these people manipulate him.

This is the result that Song Ziyu wants.

Soon Song Ziyu was arrested and sent to a slave camp in the city.

Selling a slave will make a lot of money, and the guards will naturally have a lot of extra money when they catch Song Ziyu to teach the textbook, so everyone is happy to do it.

Song Ziyu carefully identified the road along the way to confirm the direction, and the geographical environment of Blade Fire City was quickly familiar.

Along the way, Song Ziyu felt very surprised, because he didn't see too many soldiers in Blade Fire City......

Soon, Song Ziyu was thrown into a slave camp.

It was a concentration camp-like environment, surrounded by a fence and confined in a fixed area, where a large area of black slaves was held together.

After Song Ziyu entered the slave camp, he didn't see any managers to take care of him, and most of the slaves around him had numb faces and indifferent expressions, obviously because they had been locked up for too long, and they were no longer normal.

At this time, it was already dark, Song Ziyu walked around casually, and estimated that there were at least several thousand slaves in the camp, and the camp managers were probably only a few dozen.

It's a magical thing.

Can a few dozen guards manage thousands of slaves, pigsty?

At this time, several slaves came up to talk to Song Ziyu, asking Song Ziyu where he came from, and whether he needed to recognize a big brother in the slave camp.

Song Ziyu didn't expect that these guys had become slaves, and he didn't think about how to escape, but was thinking about forming a gang.

Human nature is so depraved, it's really drunk.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

Song Ziyu said to the slave.

"Then you might be miserable!"

The slave said, "With us, without the help of the community and our brothers, life would have been miserable......

Song Ziyu interrupted the slave's words, and then asked, "Where do all the guards in this place live?"

Hearing Song Ziyu ask this, the slaves who came up to the close were a little unclear, so he pointed to the few places not far away where the lights were still on and said, "Where is the place to guard, there are a few women who were called by them tonight, and I think they are unlucky...... Hey, hey, what are you going to do? Those guys aren't easy to mess with, so don't go to your death."

Before the slave finished speaking, Song Ziyu had already swaggered towards the guards' residence.

At this time, the lights were lit in the house, and several guards were playing with two female *** subordinates inside, and there was a guard on duty at the door.

The guard on duty sat in a chair with his old shotgun leaning against him.

Seeing Song Ziyu coming over, this guy hadn't even figured out what the problem was.

"What are you doing?"

The caretaker asked the old man.

Song Ziyu kept walking slowly towards the guard, and asked with a smile by the way, "Is your gun good?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Can I still use my gun?"

Before the guard could react, Song Ziyu had already walked in front of the guard, then grabbed the shotgun leaning against the side, waved the grabbing and smashed it on the guard's face.

The guard probably didn't expect that there would be someone among the slaves who dared to be so rebellious, so he neglected to take precautions, and was shot on the head by Song Ziyu on the spot.

After the muffled sound, the people in the room didn't even react, Song Ziyu walked into the room with a shotgun, and then closed the door of the room with his hand.

The room was full of vivid colors, and it was as messy as it was.

Song Ziyu laughed cruelly and started directly.

Then there was a crackling sound of bones cracking and screams.

However, the voice was very short, because Song Ziyu was very ruthless in order not to startle the snake, and promised not to leave a living mouth.

After opening the door, Song Ziyu threw away the shotgun in his hand, which had been completely bent, wiped the snow on his face, and then changed into the guard's brand new weapons and equipment.

After Song Ziyu got rid of the guards, he walked slowly back to the camp where the slaves lived and opened the door of the room.

The slaves in the room were reporting to keep warm, and when they saw Song Ziyu walking into the room, they all cast numb glances.

Song Ziyu threw a few guns and a bunch of weapons looted from the guard room on the ground, and then said lightly: "If you want to be free, it's tonight!" Follow me if you're not afraid of death!"

After saying this, Song Ziyu swaggered out of the slave camp with a gun.

The huge number of slaves were baffled by Song Ziyu's behavior, and they didn't understand what this newcomer was doing.

But when several timid guys saw the weapons on the ground, they instantly understood what Song Ziyu's words meant.

Looking at the guns and machetes, several slaves who still had the heart of resistance in their hearts picked up the weapons on the ground and kept up with Song Ziyu's pace, and then walked towards the outside of the tent.

The remaining slaves understood no matter how stupid they were.

It's about to change!

Freedom beckons to everyone.

The slaves crowded at the door and watched, and when they saw someone successfully walking out of the camp, the slaves couldn't hold back anymore and went straight to ***!

……

Song Ziyu didn't know what the slaves thought, Song Ziyu knew that he had done what he had to do.

Carrying a gun to the city gate, Song Ziyu eliminated the gatekeeper who was dozing off without much effort.

These idiot-like guys only sent Song Ziyu to the slave camp a few hours ago, and only lost their heads a few hours later, what a sigh.

Song Ziyu killed these guards, and then successfully opened the city gate.

At this time, Su Zhen, who had been in ambush for a long time, led his men to meet at the door.

"Boss Song, pick up

What are you going to do down here?" Su Zhen asked.

Song Ziyu calmly arranged: "Su Zhen, you take a few people to the slave camp to find the partners of the wasteland, and the others will scatter and set fire to the city, the bigger the movement, the better, and the bigger the chaos, the better!"