"The minotaur plus these soldiers, a total of 10,000 gold coins, this is also a friendship price, I don't believe you don't make money."

Jiang Hao looked at the slave trader and gave his price.

When he first came in, he didn't identify himself, and he offered a high price of 6,000 gold coins, which was somewhat rippling.

The slave trader also seemed to have a slight look of embarrassment on his face, and finally nodded.

After all, 10,000 gold coins, of which he can draw up to 100 gold coins, is really a lot.

"By the way, I still need some craftsmen, I wonder if there are any here?"

Jiang Hao then asked.

"We all sell slaves here, and the craftsmen really don't."

The slave trader shook his head and smiled wryly.

Hearing that there was none, Jiang Hao was still a little disappointed.

The current flower town is indeed lacking too much, and all of them have to be replenished.

Jiang Hao nodded, looked at the soldiers, and walked over slowly.

Although these soldiers had been punished before, they were still very strong, and they were all brave warriors.

However, after thinking that these heroic soldiers were persecuted, Jiang Hao was also a little unbearable.

At this moment, there is still a firm and unyielding belief in the eyes of these warriors.

Jiang Hao slowly walked in front of their regiment leader, and then looked back at the slave trader behind him: "Can I talk to them alone?" ”

The slave trader was slightly stunned and nodded: "Please." ”

He was just a slave seller, so naturally he didn't want to care too much, and what Jiang Hao said didn't have much to do with him.

The regimental leader's body was already extremely weak, and he looked like a gossamer.

"My lord, if you can, can you save our captain?"

The soldiers who were tied up on the side slowly spoke.

At this moment, the soldier's face was also full of embarrassment, and he didn't seem to have any hope just after saying that sentence.

"The captain won't be a slave, even if healed."

Another soldier swore an oath, and there seemed to be a hint of hatred between his words.

This kind of hatred is for Jiang Hao.

"But, do you just want to watch the captain die like this?"

The pleading soldier spoke again, choked in his words.

When the other soldier heard this, he sighed and somehow spoke.

Jiang Hao didn't speak, but on the palm of his hand, there was gradually some light blue shimmer.

Immediately after that, this pale blue glimmer gradually covered the body of the regiment leader in front of him.

Jiang Hao was already a junior magician, so when he cast the Holy Light Technique, his power was naturally much greater.

Under the urging of the Holy Light Technique, the wounds on the head of the regiment actually began to heal gradually.

The face that used to be quite pale has gradually become rosy.

"Your Excellency, are you a magician?"

"Thank you, sir, for saving my captain."

The surrounding soldiers thanked the regiment commander after seeing that his injuries had improved.

Jiang Hao could also see that this regiment leader seemed to be very popular.

The originally weak regiment leader has gradually recovered at this moment, and although his complexion has improved, it is still not good.

It seems that it must be the reason why I haven't eaten for a long time, and I've been hungry for so long.

"Follow me back to my territory, your head still needs to recuperate for a while."

Jiang Hao turned his head to look at the soldiers and said slowly.

His purpose is very obvious, that is, he is simply buying people's hearts, and as for whether the other side is willing to be bought, it is their business.

The soldiers also looked at each other, and the last soldier spoke first: "My lord, even if we die, we will not be slaves." ”

They were all soldiers who resisted the invasion of those demonic beasts, but now they have become slaves who are trafficked, which is already a shame.

If they are still a group of slaves after they are bought, then they would indeed rather die.

When Jiang Hao heard this, he was not annoyed, and his gaze stopped on them: "Who made you slaves?" When you return to the realm, you will be free, and I will put the contract into your own hands, you are warriors, not slaves! ”

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of those soldiers were a little dull for a moment.

"What do you mean, sir?"

A soldier asked.

"I want you to serve me, not to be a slave to me, I'm the mayor of a small town, and I want you to train soldiers for me."

After these words were spoken, these soldiers had already understood what Jiang Hao meant.

And that last sentence is a warrior, not a slave, and they are touched.

At this moment, loyalty has already appeared on the heads of many of these soldiers.

Although the loyalty is not high, there are forty or fifty.

The main reason is that Jiang Hao saved their commander, plus the effect of Jiang Hao's words just now.

This is already proof that some of these soldiers already belong to Jiang Hao.

There is also a part, perhaps because I don't believe too much in what Jiang Hao said.

But Jiang Hao knew that once they returned to the territory, maybe they wouldn't think like that.

These are the elite of the kingdom's army, and if they are there, the military strength of Flower Town will definitely have a great leap forward.

After saying these words, Jiang Hao left this dungeon.

There were already some slave traders waiting outside, and these were the owners of these slaves.

After all, so many slaves are not just from one family, but from some slave traders.

"My lord, we have discussed, these people add up, you will give 10,000 gold coins."

The slave trader who followed Jiang Hao before walked up with a smile and continued.

"Ten thousand gold coins?"

Jiang Hao thought for a little for two seconds before nodding.

"10,000 gold coins is 10,000 gold coins, transport those minotaurs out, and try not to lock them in cages."

"All the other soldiers were transported to the city gates, and I took them away."

Jiang Hao nodded, and it could be regarded as agreeing to such a price.

In fact, the price itself is relatively reasonable, and Jiang Hao can't negotiate the price if he wants to.

Jiang Hao twisted the storage ring, and a row of bags appeared on the ground.

After opening the bag, it was full of yellow gold coins, which made the eyes of those slave traders shine.

"If there is anything you want to buy in the future, I will naturally inform you."

Jiang Hao looked at these slave traders and added.

Now these slave traders looked at Jiang Hao, just like the God of Wealth, and naturally nodded like pounding garlic.