"Why, we all live here, but what about us? Enslaved by those guys, they work tiring to death every day, but they can only eat a little black bread, and they don't have to do anything to eat white bread and even meat! ”

The grizzled, scruffy-faced Sam shouted, his hands clenched tightly as if to speak of his anger.

"But Sam, we're so good, I haven't even eaten much brown bread before......"

"It's good to fuck it, Sean, we don't have food now because of how good the nobles here are to us, it's just because it's rich, and the nobleman who stays in the big house is like a miser, hiding that wealth in his own hands, and we can only eat some leftovers!" Sam spat on the slave who seemed to be on Carl's side, making no secret of his disdain.

During this time, Sam would vent his frustration to his slave friends whenever he could, as if he wanted to hang Carl on the gallows.

"So what do we do? We are only slaves, we have no ability to resist. A slave trembled, he had a natural fear of those nobles.

"Oh, look at Matthew, look at the scars on your hands, you are going to be whipped just for not doing what they asked them to do, what a brutal thing it is, don't you want to resist?" Sam shouted, looking at the slave with pity.

"Defiance...... Right...... You're right, we're going to rebel! ”

"Resist! Revolt! We must rebel against the tyrannical rule of the damned aristocracy! ”

Sam's words aroused the emotions of many of the slaves, who chanted, and their voices moved some of the slaves who were not interested in it.

Sam narrowed his eyes, Matthew naturally arranged it by him, in fact, the scars on Matthew's hands were simply caused by him, and he wanted to make a fuss about these scars, and now it seems that everything he planned was very successful.

"Guys, we want to rebel against the nobles here, we want to take this place down and make this our stronghold, and we want to put our sword on the necks of those nobles!" Seeing that the time was almost up, Sam stated his purpose, and he kept to us, so that every slave seemed to be involved.

It's just that as soon as he said this, the scene seemed to be a little quieter, and many slaves didn't dare to speak anymore, after all, they were afraid of those heavily armed knights, those armored cavalry who could easily pick them off!

"Damn it, these unseeded guys!" Sam cursed in his heart, but he couldn't show it.

"Don't worry, the nobles here have desperately bought slaves in order to make his territory have enough population, our current number is not less than his army, or even much more, as long as we work together, there is nothing that cannot be done, when we take this place, I will give you land and let you become free people!" Sam comforted the crowd and quietly put himself in the position of leader and ruler.

The brains of the slaves do not seem to be very bright, but also, for the slaves who are busy with manual labor every day and do not have the time and conditions to study, the brain is not a thing that needs to be used all the time.

At this moment, when I heard Sam say that he would give each of them land, the slaves were boiling, and their greatest hope in this life was to get rid of the status of slaves and become free people, and at this time, not only could they do it, but they could even have the land of their dreams, not to mention how excited they were.

The crowd was boiling again, everyone clasped their hands, although some of them were still hesitating, or those who did not want to have to follow the general trend helplessly.

"Hero Sam! Hero Sam! Hero Sam! The slaves were shouting, and it was as if Sam was their god.

……

"Oh no, Lord Sir, the slaves in our realm have rebelled!"

A piece of cold sweaty news caused Carl to get up from his big bed.

"What the hell is going on, why did those slaves rebel, how many of them were?" Karl hurriedly asked.

"We don't know, there are about 300 of them, and there are even some peasants in tow, who are gathering in the village of Selde!"

The message was brought by a soldier stationed in the village, and when he sensed that something was wrong, he immediately rode to the manor on his horse to report the news.

"What about the peasants? Did they go down to the peasants who were unwilling to join them? Carl was concerned about this, and the peasants were his roots.

"There is no My Lord, they will not attack the peasants in order to encourage them to join them and to ensure that the peasants who join them will not be disturbed, and they will not even rob the peasants of their grain."

Karl breathed a sigh of relief, if this is the case, then it's okay, he is afraid that these traitors will burn, kill and loot all kinds of evil, then he, the lord, will really be the end, even if the rebellion is quelled in the future, it will no longer be as nourishing as it is now, and Syld Manor and Syld Village will become the next Black Thorn Village.

"I'll reward you for a good job, but you now have a new mission, which is to immediately notify Kevin and Sylvia and let them lead the army out to put down the rebellion!" Karl shouted, he could have guessed what the rebels would do next, nothing more than to surround his manor castle and capture him, a nobleman, who might be unlucky enough to have their head cut off.

And if it gets to that point then it will be too late, and before that he will have to mobilize enough troops.

"Yes!" The soldier hurried in the direction of the barracks.

"Sir, what's going on?" Juliana ran out and asked when she saw Carl wearing chain mail.

From Juliana's disheveled appearance, it can be seen that Carl and Juliana have another ulterior night after doing it.

"Juliana, those lowly fellows have rebelled." Karl recounted all the news he had just learned in a calm voice.

"God, how is this possible?" Juliana screamed in disbelief, after all, in her opinion, this territory was beautiful, and everyone lived and worked here......

"Juliana, abandon innocence, only the sword can protect us, and I will let those untouchables know why knights are knights!" Carl snorted coldly, his fist slammed on the table, he had sensed that something was wrong since the days of Konstantin's accident, and after discussing it with Kevin, he understood something, but before he could deal with it, a rebellion broke out, which was a heavy blow to him.

As Carl put on his chain mail and put on his chain mail and other equipment, there was already a rumbling sound outside, but it was Kevin and Sylvia who arrived with the mounted cavalry.

In order to protect the safety of the manor, Karl specially placed the barracks not far from Seldeburg, so that they would have time to support no matter what happened.

"Open the door and let them in!" Karl shouted at the top of his voice, and the cavalry rushed in.

"My knights, have you brought all your soldiers?" Karl asked solemnly.

"The Hagrid Corps is patrolling nearby, and the situation is critical and we can't order them to rush back, but the Thorn Corps has brought it all, including all the mounted cavalry we can call." Sylvia grimaced.

"So we only have a hundred soldiers now?" Karl frowned, although these were elite soldiers, even counting Kevin and Sylvia and himself, there were eleven heavy cavalry, but they were still far less than the enemy!

"Our soldiers are elite, not comparable to those untouchables." Sylvia explained.

"You're right, now let's have all our soldiers in Syldeburg, we need to rely on this big house to fight!" Hearing this, Karl's face looked better, but the form was still not optimistic, and he didn't want to destroy the territory after the victory.

In many cases, the population represents the territory, and if there are too many casualties, then he, the Syld knight, can declare bankruptcy, after all, he is not in a good economic condition with ten mounted cavalry, and Berg is about to die of sorrow.

"As you wish, my lord, I swear that these thugs will pay a terrible price!" Kevin clenched his fists.

……

"Surround here, those hateful, greedy nobles have collected their wealth inside, as long as we take this place, we will never have to worry about the same as before!" Sam shouted that nothing was more attractive than the word wealth, and the morale of the rebellious slaves was even higher.

Sam sneered, in his opinion, all wealth is nothing, only this manor castle and the ruling power centered on it are the greatest wealth.

"What's going on, they seem to have an organization!" In Syldeburg, Karl looked at everything outside through the big window with a cold face, and the untouchables had all kinds of weapons in their hands, including stones, wooden sticks, and even a handful of yellow sand.

It's terrible, organized and unorganized rebellions are not the same thing at all!

"That's ...... Their leader! Karl looked at the middle-aged man in front of the slaves, the guy was very treacherous, it was positioned so that every slave could hear him, but it was cleverly hiding behind several slaves, so that the bow and arrow could not be aimed at him.

As the two sides got closer, Carl could even hear what the guy was chanting.

"Want to take my territory? Hahaha, I'd like to see how you pariahs can do that! Carl had a hideous face, and he wanted to go down and cut them all down now, but he knew the time was not right.