"Report, the Draco escort has been spotted ahead!"

"Prepare to kill them!"

The 50 revolutionary army troops led by Kerra were also in full spirits after they suddenly discovered a Tianlong heat escort unit in the dense forest.

However, just as they were about to quietly approach the past to launch a surprise attack, a middle-aged member of the Revolutionary Army suddenly raised his hand and organized the intention of the team to march.

"What's wrong, Kildeo?"

Kerra turned her head and looked at Kildeo with a puzzled gaze.

"I feel that the number of people on the other side seems to be at least 100 or more."

Crawling on the ground, listening carefully to the tremor coming from the ground for a while, the middle-aged revolutionary soldier called Kildeo touched the beard on his chin, then took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and then said: "I just said that it is less, at least one hundred and fifty people must go up..."

"Isn't that going to be the end of it?"

Hearing this, Kerra crossed her waist a little dissatisfied: "Kilddeo, you shouldn't be scared, right?" There are Draconians in that team, as a revolutionary army, do you want to watch the Draconians leave? ”

"When did I say I was going to let the Draconians go?"

Kildeo said, exhaling a puff of smoke rings, then chuckled, "I just heard that only about forty of the one hundred and fifty people were much heavier than the others, and I guess it was because they were wearing armor." ”

"You mean to say that out of this team of one hundred and fifty people, only more than forty people are guards with combat ability, and the remaining hundred people..."

"Yes, it's probably all slaves and servants."

"And, as far as I could have observed last night, there was only one place in this direction where a bonfire was lit in the middle of the night, so it seems that they must have preyed on the beast yesterday, and we can pinpoint exactly where they are staying by following the fire and the remains of the beast's bones along the way."

"What about once you've found a place to stay?" Kerra asked.

"Of course it is. Quietly ambushed around, waiting for the opportunity to save people. ”

After all, there are so many "hostages" in the hands of the other party, and he doesn't want to rush out and cause innocent casualties.

When the rest of the revolutionary soldiers heard this, they all nodded subconsciously, and then deliberately lightened their steps and followed behind Kildeo.

About ten minutes later.

Where a ruined town meets a dense jungle.

Far away, Kildeo was already seeing through the gaps in the foliage with his remarkable eyesight.

A group of slaves of different races were sitting in a ruined flat ground at the moment, with a thick layer of thatch under them, and around, as he had just expected, counted carefully, a total of 47 guards were holding spears or long knives, guarding near the ruins, watching everything with vigilant eyes.

"Strange.."

Seeing this scene, Kildéo couldn't help but frown.

"What's wrong, Kildeo?"

Kerra asked behind him.

"Why didn't you see the Draconian? This situation: Instead, it looks like the guards are protecting the slaves and the servants."

"How is this possible?"

Hearing this, the members of the revolutionary army couldn't help but question one after another.

"I think they deliberately imprisoned those slaves as hostages so that they could take us out?"

"That's it."

Will the Draconian guards protect slaves?

No kidding.

Normally, if the Draconians were to say that the Draconians were the culprits who played with slaves to death, then these guards were real accomplices.

While many of them didn't mean it, what's the point?

After all, human life is not something that can be solved with a word of sorry.

"But the point is... The slaves sitting in the ruins weren't shackled at all. ”

Plus that thatched carpet, and a fire that has just been extinguished not far away...

This treatment, said to be a captive, can't anyone believe it at all, right?

And at this moment when all the revolutionary troops felt very uncertain, in front of them, a Draco man wearing a luxurious robe, but his whole body was dirty, suddenly appeared in Kildeo's field of vision, and then ran straight to the ruins with a large pile of fruit in his arms.

"Guys, I just found a lot of apples and pears, you ate meat last night, and you must be thirsty now, right? Come, one for each person, no need to rob, everyone has a share. ”

As he spoke, he began to distribute them to the group of slaves.

Kildéo looked at this scene, his eyes widened subconsciously, and suddenly his whole person was a little bad.

What's going on with this special meow?

Can anyone come and tell him why that Draco went out to find food for the slaves?

Or is that guy a Draco pretending to be?

All sorts of speculations began to pop up in my head.

At the same time, Kerra who also saw this scene suddenly twitched a short dagger from her waist, shouted, and directly led people to rush out ahead.

"Kill, !!"

Kildaeo: ∑ (っ°Д°; )っ

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Kildeo shouted and tried to stop him, but Kella and the others had already rushed to the ruins first, confronting the forty or so guards.

"Revolutionary Army?"

The guards saw the dress of the comer, and they were so shocked that they hurriedly raised their weapons, and retreated backwards several steps in succession, blocking in front of the Saint of Musgarud.

"Wake up, you damned Draconian, you want to poison your food and poison these innocent civilians? As long as our revolutionary army is there, you don't want to succeed! ”

The more Kella spoke, the anger on his face became more and more apparent.

This damn brute!

Unexpectedly.. He would make such a dirty and despicable way to poison food!

Sure enough, the Draconians are a group of beasts who can't die well.

With that, he waved his hand at the revolutionary army members behind him.

The next second.

Swish!

Several revolutionary soldiers armed with long knives suddenly flashed forward, and after quickly bypassing several guards who were blocking in front of the Celestial Dragons, they saw that the blades were about to fall on the body of Musgarud Saint, but who knew that it was at this time.

"Please don't hurt Lord Musgarud!"

Several slaves who were close suddenly opened their arms and rushed over, so frightened that the revolutionary soldiers who were drawing their knives quickly twisted their bodies, forcibly retracted the blades that were swinging out, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

"Protect the Holy Lord Musgarud!"

And the guards also took advantage of this moment to put their spears and flintlock guns against the back of the heads of the revolutionary army, and shouted loudly.

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