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Chapter 667 The Volcano That Erupted (Asking for Tickets, Asking for Monthly Tickets, Asking for Various Tickets)

"It's on fire, it's on fire. ”

"You, get up and put out the fire. ”

"Get up for me. ”

The petty officers and foremen, with whips and weapons in their hands, roamed the world in the camps, and when they met people, they waved their whips and drove the laborers like cattle, forcing them to fight the fires, tired all day.

Driven by whips and sticks, the laborers, who were so tired that they couldn't stand on their feet, had no choice but to pick up the basins and buckets, and walked slowly towards the burning lumber mill with heavy steps.

The fire was raging in the distance, and the sky was burning red, and from a distance, the orange flames seemed to have burned to the sky, and under the bright firelight, even the thin silhouettes of those laborers were plated with a layer of red, but when they moved, they all showed an unusually slow and stiff appearance. Unkempt and glazed-eyed. Just act on instinct.

Their thin and gauntlet bodies moved slowly step by step, looking from afar, like a group of thoughtless walking corpses, and if you don't look closely, you will be regarded as skeleton soldiers under the control of a necromancer.

The foremen next to them still thought they were slow, and they kept scolding angrily, waving their whips mercilessly, and whipping them with a crackling sound, and each time they went down, a piece of fresh meat flew sideways, wailing and screaming.

Despite their desperate efforts, the laborers got up before dawn and had just rested late at night, and had been working for twenty hours.

And one day, they only ate two slices of hard, hard and coarse bread that was difficult to swallow, and two meals of thin soup sprinkled with wild vegetables. These are not enough for a laborer's usual meal.

What's more, this is still a desperate labor day after day, never resting, and only working until death can you rest.

At this moment, they are already on the verge of collapse, like a bar that is screwed to the limit, either broken or violently bounced open.

Therefore, no matter how angry and scolded the overseers, they were not much faster. On the contrary, even from time to time, some people really can't stand it and immediately collapse.

The overseers were not relentless, and immediately rushed over and lashed at the man, but as soon as he beat the man, another man fell down beside him, and the ranks of the laborers stopped and went.

After just a short time of work, the puppy overseers were already panting with exhaustion and spitting out their tongues.

But even so, the whips in their hands did not dare to pause in the slightest, and crackled through the crowd.

When a young laborer in a team finally couldn't bear it anymore, he threw the broken bucket in his hand, and shouted angrily: "You guys beat me to death~ Do it during the day, do it at night, and get a whip at every turn, so what is the point of living like a dog? ”

Everyone was immediately shocked.

Someone had a thoughtful look on their face.

Some of them lowered their heads, glancing at the overseer out of the corner of their eyes.

To live now, you can only be like a dog. There is no freedom, and they are whipped and scolded, and they work incessantly. There is never a glimmer of hope.

Is it just tamed until the last trace of life force is squeezed dry?

Fell to the ground like a wild dog and died, buried in a shallow mass grave by the still alive.

Is this how our fate should be?

Is death the only relief we have?

"The one over there, get up quickly, do you want to find a fight?" the overseer next to him saw it and ran over with a scream.

He came near, grinned, and whipped his head.

The man took a small step forward, dodged the whip without moving, and then cried out in a loud voice, "You dogs. We are human beings, we have parents, wives and children, and we also have families. Why should we work incessantly, like animals until we die? You don't even get the last chance to see them, but you have wine and meat, and you force us to work incessantly. ”

The laborers froze again.

The man's words, like lightning and thunder, slashed through the numb minds of the laborers.

Their already rigid minds remembered that they seemed to have a family, children, and a wife. Parents ......

How long ago was that?

How long has it been since I was forcibly dragged to this workshop by those cool officials?

One month, two months, one year, two years......

In the deepest part of my memory, the smiling faces of my children, the resentment of my wife, and the expectations of my parents......

But I can't go back~

All of this qiē will pass away with the wind, and he can only be squeezed out of all his value like an old dog, and finally die silently in the never-ending labor.

They may spend their days in front of their homes looking in the direction they left.

But they will never wait for their return.

They won't even know they're dying there.

The laborers' originally wooden, dead-gray eyes faintly began to shine with the brilliance of humanity.

The man's words evoked the emotional nature that was supposed to be human in the first place, and those natures had almost disappeared from years of toiling and cruel oppression.

At this point, the man shouted angrily, "They are all waiting for us to come home." But we can't go back. You can only do it until you die. Rather than that, it would be better to ...... It's better to ......."

"Do we have a second choice but to live humbly like a dog and die in the end?" the laborers should have been numb in their brains and could not think at all.

So they all stopped, staring blankly at the young man, waiting for the inevitable answer.

"How about it?" the overseer looked at the young man with a sinister expression, then drew the dagger from his waist, roared angrily, and threw himself at him.

The young man immediately retreated.

At the same time, it also made everyone see the cold dagger in the overseer's hand, and the laborers, who had long seen Kuone's brutality, took it for granted.

The laborers all watched this duel with great disparity, neither stopping it nor making a move. Just silent onlookers.

The overseer wielded the dagger in his hand, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became. On several occasions, the young man was scratched.

At this time, the surrounding overseers and guards saw the situation here, and they also rushed over to this side one after another.

The overseer swung his dagger and stabbed the laborer again and again.

He looked at the other party and could only dodge unbearably, and laughed wildly at the moment, and said with a cruel smile: "What do you say? What can you do with you untouchable......s?"

He was laughing wildly, but he didn't show up, and even the sound of the fire in the timber yard seemed to disappear.

All the laborers paused and listened with bated breath as the young man's answer was heard.

It was like the calm before the storm, and everyone was silently waiting, waiting for the thunder that would inevitably appear behind the dark clouds.

At this moment, I saw the young man smile strangely.

The overseer was stunned for a moment, and instinctively felt his heart sink for a moment: "He...... What is he laughing at?"

Immediately afterwards, I saw the young man roaring angrily: "It's better to kill you~"

The sound was like lightning bolting through the sky, and it ripped open everyone's eardrums with extreme brutality, burrowed into their ears, and finally burned into their hearts.

The stout overseer was immediately shocked, and looked at the young man opposite him and the silent laborers behind him in fear.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the young man raised his hand slightly, and immediately a brilliant long sword automatically jumped out, and then swung down with a heavy sword~

In the light of the fire, the sword slashed at the Overseer with an orange light.

The overseer immediately screamed, and blood gushed out like a spring of water, scattering all over the sky.

The heavy smell of blood immediately reached everyone's noses, and then the corpse plopped and fell to the ground.

Before he died, his eyes still flashed with a strange look, as if he couldn't believe it at all: why did a laborer really dare to kill himself?

As an overseer, don't you naturally have the right to whip, oppress and exploit them?

The other overseer guards next to them saw it and immediately shouted loudly.

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around......"

"The mud legs rebelled, kill him, kill him~"

Hearing the hoarse shout, the young man waved his long sword and pointed it at the overseers and soldiers who were surrounding him, and shouted angrily, "Lao Tzu is the opposite. So what~"

The overseers were stagnant.

yes, that damn untouchable is the opposite~

What can I do with him?

The workers were equally shaken.

yes, it's the other way around, so what?

A dead one anyway.

Rather than being bullied to death like this, it is better to fight to the death like a real bloody man.

Even if he died, it was still vigorous~

This life is in vain~

We are the descendants of the Semitic race, and we are born with the blood of wolves~

The Great Demon God will bless the most valiant warriors in the heavens~

At this moment, the eyes of the laborers next to them flashed with strange looks, and they began to look at them with a look that the overseers had never seen before.

That look is only found in a wolf cub who has just tasted blood—curious, bloodthirsty, eager, and a little impatient.

It's like a lurking beast looking at the arteries and blood vessels in the neck of the prey, so that it can pounce on it, and it will be fatal~

The guards looked at each other, and then shouted in unison, "Kill him," and threw themselves at the young man.

At this time, they are no longer fighting for bullet pressure, but for their own lives.

If they can't kill the young man in an instant and extinguish the flame of rebellion, then they themselves will be killed by the workers who have woken up~

Compared to the laborers, their numbers are too small.

Normally, they can only be threatened with the 'horror of death', and once this threat fails, the consequences will be catastrophic.

The laborers picked up hoes and hammers, and they were not able to resist them.

Seeing their hideous faces, he gritted his teeth and pounced. The young man responded to them with an even more hideous sneer~

Then, he raised his hand and threw his sword at the nearest soldier.

The soldier was unprepared, he didn't expect the person on the other side to make such a strange move, and the sharp long sword immediately burst out through his chest. He screamed and fell to the ground.

The guards couldn't help but be stunned. They had never seen such a strange method of warfare, and they threw away the weapon they relied on to save their lives at the first move. What's going on?

Immediately, they were in a burst of ecstasy: what about him, anyway, he has no weapons in his hands, and it is easier to kill him.

The rest of the guards let out louder roars, their weapons clinging to their weapons and lunging down like wolves.

At this time, the young man pulled out two strange things from his bosom.

The long, thin tubes shimmered with metallic sheen and reflected the dancing flames, like living monsters.

Immediately after, the guards saw that the man had pointed the mouth of the black hole of the weapon at their side.

'Bang, bang, bang......'

A strange sound rang out incessantly, crisp and loud.

Bursts of fire burst out from the muzzle of the gun.

Before the guards could understand it, they immediately felt a pain in their bodies, and then they were knocked to the ground by the huge inertia, and some even flew upside down.

It's just an instant, the guard didn't snort, he was killed, and he was killed on the spot.

Two or three others were also knocked to the ground.

They looked strangely at the small hole-like wound on their bodies, as if they wondered why there was such an extra wound on their bodies.

But then blood gushed out. The pain also spread along the nerves to the brain, and at the moment, they rolled and wailed in pain.

In the end, the remaining three soldiers saw this scene, and they were also frightened at the moment. No matter how stupid they were, they knew that the young man on the other side was holding a magic weapon, which was not something their little soldiers could deal with.

They didn't think much of it, so they shouted at once, then threw down their spears, turned and fled into the darkness.

But how could the young man keep them alive?

He gave him a cold look, then took a few steps to a dead soldier, and with a snap of his toes, the spear jumped up and fell into his hand.

The young man held the spear and turned it a few times, which was very pleasing to the eye, like a peer, but it was not simply a handsome, but also to find the balance of the spear's center of gravity.

Immediately afterwards, the young man exhaled and threw out the spear in his hand.

A black shadow flew like lightning in front of everyone's eyes, and then one of the running guards screamed and was pinned to the ground by the spear.

The young man did the same, and crucified the other two to the ground.

At this moment, a group of laborers appeared in amazement, although there was another group of guards in the distance, and they were hurrying towards this side. But in this very short period of time, there were no overseers and guards by his side, and they were all killed by the young man in front of him.

The young man did not look at the guards who were coming from afar, but walked over, drew the long sword that was stuck in the guard's body, and raised it high.

He shouted angrily, "What is this?"

The overseers and guards who are usually high up in the laborers are so weak that they were easily killed by the young man in just one round, and their confidence is now doubled.

In addition, the strong smell of blood stimulated. Their anger of being oppressed and enslaved for a long time exploded in an instant, and they are also crazy at the moment~

They looked at the young man and shouted in unison, "This is a long sword~"

"No~" The young man brandished his sword and roared angrily at the dark sky, "This is freedom~"

He roared angrily, "Get up." Brothers, follow me in the rebellion. Except for shackles and shackles, we have nothing to lose~"

"Arise, brethren, and turn it against us together. Only then will we have the opportunity to live to see our families~"

"Arise, brethren, and turn against me~ so that our children may no longer be enslaved like us. ”

"It's the other way around, it's the other way around, it's the other way around...... the workers shouted wildly.

"For life, for freedom~"

Hundreds of voices shouted in unison, and hundreds of arms were raised, and a forest was like a dense forest.

Then, like a snowball. More and more workers shouted, louder and louder.

The strong pressure they had already received had already made them like volcanoes, about to erupt, but at this time, the young man's words were like a fuse, stimulating their nerves and suddenly detonating the huge volcano.

At last, there was a loud shout throughout the workshop, and the sound was like a tidal wave, resounding throughout the sky, rolling over the earth like thunder.

In the face of the tens of thousands of laborers, the guards and overseers tried hard at first, but then they heard the roar of thunder, and saw more and more laborers with malicious expressions on their faces, and pointed their rudimentary tools towards them.

They were also terrified, and their hands and feet were weak, and they didn't even dare to point their weapons at them anymore. Instead, they screamed like a group of women surrounded by hooligans in the middle of the night.

"What do you want to do?"

"Hurry back, go back. ”

"Don't come, don't come......"

"I command you to go back, go back. ”

“......”

But the labourers did not listen at all, and rushed over like a tidal wave, drowning them.

The rest of the guards saw it badly, and like lost dogs, they dropped their weapons and turned to flee.

But no matter where they went, there were always laborers chasing and intercepting them.

Someone immediately got into the grass and hid. But then they were searched by the laborers and beaten to death.

Some people smeared the blood of dead men and lay on the ground pretending to be dead, but the laborers would not spare the bodies of the overseers and soldiers, and they had to smash them to pieces.

These people who pretended to be dead were then shot to death by the laborers who killed their corpses and vented their hatred.

When someone saw that something was wrong, he couldn't escape from the pursuit of the laborers, and he knelt on the ground at the moment, crying and begging for mercy, and begged the other party to spare his life.

But after years of labor, those laborers have long been heartbroken, more ruthless than lions.

The thought of how the overseers oppressed them, and of the countrymen and friends they buried with their own hands, burned with unquenchable anger in their hearts.

They paid no attention to the guards who begged for mercy, but simply kicked them to the ground with their big feet outstretched, and then tore to shreds the guards overseers who had been riding on their heads.

This volcano, which had been suppressed for a long time, erupted at this time, and burst out with incomparably powerful power. Ruthlessly destroys everything that stands in his way.

All the soldiers who were caught by the laborers were beaten to death, and even their bodies were not left intact.

At this time, as the chaos intensified, most of the camp was already on fire, and the shacks, workshops, and warehouses were all blazing, and the remaining half was also a little spark, which was about to burn.

Screams, roars, shouts, shouts, the clash of weapons. The crackling sound of firewood burning...... Plus the fire that burst into the sky.

The whole camp went like a Shura hell.

Every moment someone screams and falls, and every moment someone cheers loudly.

Eventually, all the voices came together and turned into a roar like an abyssal beast.

"It's reversed, it's reversed~"

The voice, along with the blood, the corpse, and the glittering sword, stifled everyone's nerves and forced them to go crazy.

'Woo~Woo~~Woo~~~'

A long horn sounded.

It was a heavily guarded barracks stationed at the point of charge.

After getting through the initial period of confusion and figuring out the situation. At this point, they finally reacted.

The officers inside began to gather their forces and prepare to move out of the camp to suppress the rebellion with an iron fist.

They knew they were about to face soldiers armed to the teeth, but the laborers were not afraid.

For them, it's a death anyway, rather than dying under the whip, it's better to fight a vigorous battle, and if they win, they have hope of living, and if they fail, it's just a return to the original point.

The morale of the workers was high, and they had nothing to lose anyway.

The merits of their strict militarized management in peacetime have been revealed.

These laborers, organized themselves according to their usual labor, also began to assemble and prepare for war against that army.

Some of them ran around, and the guys who lost their establishment immediately found a team nearby, and they also squeezed into the team and assembled.

They all clenched the weapons they had just stolen, the swords they had just snatched, the sharpened sticks, the shovels, the pickaxes, the crowbars......

Although all of these weapons were extremely rudimentary, and they knew that in the face of that well-trained army, there would inevitably be heavy losses, and many would not see the sun of tomorrow. But their morale was high and they did not hesitate at all.

Anyway, everyone is a bad one.

Except for the shackles, there is nothing to lose~

In this cruel world, human life is not valuable.

Bloody men, if you want to live like a person, you don't rely on the charity and mercy of others, but you have to fight for it with your own hands~

Even if he dies in battle, it is not in vain. It's better than being a cow and a horse, bullied to death like an animal~

At this time, the opposing army marched in a neat step, pressing over like a mountain.

The sword is bright and the halberd is bright, and the cold light is like snow~

The murderous aura brought by the unique conquest and killing of the military array was as heavy as the substance, and it swept over, pressing people out of breath.

At this moment, there was a big chaos~