The words of head Cao seem to doom the rats to endless suffering. Even if this is just a wicked joke by Captain Cao, but in the heart of the rat man, there is nothing to look forward to in this life.

The rat-man slaves who were brought back to the mud snail were treated like this, and countless turnip heads and stones flew towards them from the rabbits' screams and curses, and in a short time, the rat-men were smashed into a mess. If it weren't for the kindness of Old Man Ao to tell the rabbit people about the bad news they had suffered this night, and to appeal to everyone not to be knowledgeable, it is very likely that these rat people would have died without even reaching the camp of the raiding group.

According to the old rules, the rats were kicked into the river by the predecessors of the half-orcs and hyenas to take a refreshing bath, and the heavy methods of the raiders were also perfectly inherited by the half-orcs and hyenas. Those who have suffered losses from rat people are not only rabbit people in the mud snail secluded land, but also half-orcs and hyena people have more or less had to lower their heads in front of these rat people before, all to take revenge for past grievances.

However, it was just a refreshing bath that made the rat people suffer a little, and after returning to the mud snail secluded land, all the weapons and equipment on the rat people were collected and released to the alliance guards. As for the rest, the rats thought it was a little bit unbelievable. In almost every part of the Pan-American continent, there is a tradition of prisoner abuse, and slaves are even more inferior than prisoners, who are ready for all kinds of cruel abuse on the way there. And for a few days. Aside from the fact that they were not free, they had not been severely beaten or whipped at all, at most they had been sneered at by the Fox Tiger's Guardian of the Alliance.

Cneers and all sorts of trash talk won't make rats die with their skin open. Deflect your attention and you're done. The current residence of the rats is still a piece of land that Captain Cao has carved out from the side of the camp, but the six scattered people have made a cameo appearance as an unqualified carpenter, and a fence so thin that it can almost be blown down by the breeze on that land. A crooked circle, not to mention closing people, even wild dogs can knock down this unqualified prohibition with one head.

But the rats honestly did not have the idea of escaping from prison for half a day, because all the pit dogs were free-range in this mud snail secluded place. These ferocious brutes don't need to be stood up to each other and can stare at rat people. The defenseless rat man is the same concept as the unarmed rat man in front of these fierce dogs the size of a calf and the powerless literati.

Stay in it honestly, those fierce dogs are unusually obedient and will not come close to a foot in front of the fence. Because the bit fighter sprinkled a circle of powder on the outside, and he didn't know what the secret recipe was. Once you go out, it's a blessing and a curse. Unless the rat people are tired of life, they will not go out so blatantly to die.

And these rat-men are operating inside. Not only did no one take care of them, but no one would embarrass them. Two days ago, Captain Cao was probably in a good mood, and he also threw a little stone dumbbells and barbells and other fitness equipment into for their recreation. These small fitness equipment are useless for the looting group, and they are wasted there, so Captain Cao simply rewarded them.

If someone is interested in taking a look, the life of these rat-man slaves is definitely the best life of a prisoner in the Pan-American continent, three meals a day will not be missing, and the food is even the same as the members of the Alliance Guard, three dishes and one soup. There are also two meats. When you're lucky, everyone has a sip of wine to drink, and when your luck is bursting. You can even pick up a few cigarette butts in the fence yard. Exercise when you're full, sleep when you're tired, and eat again when you wake up. This kind of day is simply unimaginable to the rat people before. Maybe now that Captain Cao is open to the door, they may not be willing to leave.

There are more than two times as many of them, and they are unarmed and have no combat effectiveness. To go out is to die or to die. If you want to return to the glorious days of the past, it is impossible to estimate it without ten or eight years. And even if you can be free outside. The living conditions are not as good as those of the prisoners of the raiding group, and the only people who could eat meat dishes in the past were Weber, the boss of the tribe, and a few veteran sunset shovels. The days when everyone has meat to eat can hardly only be saved in fantasy.

In such a situation, the direct result of the director zhì is that the prestige of the bunny aunts in the canteen, who are responsible for delivering meals to the rat-man slaves every day, is even higher than that of Weber, the former leader of the rat-people. Which rat man saw these canteen aunts, they all smiled flatteringly, and smiled sweetly, hoping that the big rice spoon in their hands would be inserted deeper into the meat dish before lifting it. The county official is not as good as the current management, no one will be offended by the parents of the diet, and the rat man slave is also considered to be clear-minded.

There was a spring rain that day, and the rats fell ill a few times, and they were not waiting for the treatment of being broken and thrown into the moor to feed the dogs. Even though the alliance guards often entertained them like this, they didn't do that after all, after a few days, the rats could see that these foxes and tigers were all mouths. The last one came was the robber group uncle who seemed to be kind-hearted, the old man of mankind who seemed to be the emperor, and a large vat of medicinal soup.

For this reason, Commander Cao specially ran over and scolded these bastards rat people to the blood, these bastards in the eyes of Commander Cao have no consciousness of being a prisoner, and they even dare to work hard to rob the uncle of the group!

Captain Cao spat on Xingzi for most of the day, but he didn't realize that this qiē was all due to the prisoner treatment he took for granted. Captain Cao's original intention was that these rat people could make holes and were used to living in the crypt, so now they don't even know their surnames?

As the most qualified Sunset Shovel Boykins gave Captain Cao an answer, in fact, several Sunset Shovels were originally intended to continue this ethnic tradition. But no matter how much they tried to persuade them, the rest of the tribe was secretive, and none of them were willing to settle below the water level. Even if Boykins said it very implicitly, Captain Cao still understood, and dared to love these rat people who were bitten by snakes for ten years and were afraid of the well rope, and they were afraid that they would get into the ground. I don't know when the poop and the fire fell and the cover on the head and face fell. And the rat-people would now rather be slashed than turned into roast meat below the horizon.

It seems that the culprit can only be traced back to his own head, and Captain Cao scolded happily. Only a few tents could be transferred to settle down for these rat people.

Listening to the roar of Head Cao, drinking the steaming medicinal soup, and looking at the new home, many rat people even left tears, as for whether they were moved or felt desolate for themselves, no one knows. The people outside wouldn't ask, and the rats didn't say anything.

Anyway, from that day on, these rat people became quieter and quieter. I work hard every day. There were even a few bold rat-man slaves who were close to the orc hyenamen, actively asking when the so-called conscription would fall on their heads.

The immediate superior of the first slaves of the alliance was Luo Han's junior secretary. If you count it up, this beautiful warden, who is as beautiful as a goddess falling into the mortal dust, is the one who these rat-man slaves are most afraid of. That fear is innate, and no one can say why. Even if Lohan never carried a butcher's knife to the slave camp. But as soon as she appeared, the rats often shivered and hid in both directions, and the bandits of the raiding regiment were amazed.

Some good guys have decided that the little secretary and the boss have been messing around for too long, and they already have a murderous aura that can't be dissolved. To put it bluntly, this little secretary may turn into a boss lady one day.

"Write your name, gender, and age clearly to the old lady!right now!" The first time she met these rat-man slaves, Luo Han was really resentful, and a thick second-level household registration book of the alliance was slapped in front of Webber by her raised hand.

Objectively speaking, Luo Han, who is holding a slender women's cigarette, has a unique sense of rebellion and decadence, which is recognized by Captain Cao for a long time. Even if the willow eyebrows are upside down. A pair of jewel-like eyes are aggressive, but she is inherently too beautiful to be words, no matter how ruthless she is. Deterrence is also extremely limited. At least none of the bandits in the raiding group were afraid, but would make fun of Lohan.

And it was such a beautiful woman wearing a delicate white cheongsam, with a convex front and back and a smile like a flower, so she pretended to be angry, and Weber, who dared to bargain with Head Cao before, and didn't know whether she was alive or dead, knelt in front of Luo Han's high heels on the spot and cried bitterly, only a line away from wetting his pants.

"My lord, spare my life! I don't want to die! Is it going to be my last word of suicide?" Webber was definitely not intimidated by the beauty, and even a few sunset shovels knelt down beside him. Kowtow one by one like pounding garlic, not to mention more cowardice.

In the end, Luo Han also had to work hard to make the most gentle gesture, and then explained that this was not a talisman for a long time, so that these rat people trembled and did so.

And in the process of their naturalization, Luo Han also had to be separated by a long distance, and if he got a little closer, his hands would tremble so much that he could not speak, and his words might not be clear. The rat man, who didn't know a few big characters, finally completed the statistics and registration with the assistance of a few bunny girls, which was incredibly complicated.

Commander Cao sighed for a while, the suppression ability of this natural enemy is really not covered, if he had known this, he would have directly sent the little secretary to carry a machete to exterminate rats, wouldn't it be more capable than those bandits.

"When will Lao Tzu become the natural enemy of all beauties, how spectacular should the picture of all the women kneeling in front of me be a shock?" said the head of the Cao regiment, but was struck on the head by the old man Ao with a big and small crutch.

The old man Ao took the head of the leather sect to go out for a walk mysteriously, and it was five or six days to go, it was said that he was going to see if there was any movement outside. Captain Cao also swore an oath before that his thunderous blow could be said to be unaware, and where there would be any movement, no one knew what happened around his territory. But Old Man Ao and Pi Jiaotou didn't think so, and Pi Jiaotou even took the opportunity to ridicule Captain Cao sitting in the well and watching the sky.

What kind of movement can be caused by picking up the indigenous bandits who are not in the climate in this exile domain, and they are all hit with such a single blow? Commander Cao really doesn't think that anyone will notice that this is just a notoriously lawless place, is it still a military base with a tight information network?

And in the end, the result that the two old men brought back really shocked Captain Cao, because he was already well-known around him. In the vast realm of exile, people who have accumulated good for three years may not know it, and one day of evil can be heard by people near and far.

The legend of the half-orcs and hyena tribes, and the dung-drowned rat people somehow spread away, and the name of the raiding group gradually spread in the wasteland.

The key thing is that Commander Cao himself has always made a fortune with a muffled voice of faith, and all the military operations of the plundering regiment have been given a gag order, and it is impossible for insiders to spread the news. And every time he acts, he almost achieves the root of the grass and even conquers the soul of the other party, how did the news spread?

The most exaggerated thing is that the news of the raiding regiment stationed in this exiled realm is quite explosive, and the reason is that the raiding regiment is nominally a direct subordinate of the royal family of the Beamon Empire. According to what Old Man Ao has learned, it is very likely that the raiding group will attract the dissatisfaction and even hatred of many indigenous tribes.

And this hatred amplifies that it will make the raiders the public enemies of the exiled realm. Not only the indigenous bandits, but also the good people of the indigenous people are very likely to attack the raiders!