The slave thirteen fox looked at the hall suspiciously for a long time, and couldn't help but pull the collar of his shabby clothes.

But then, he felt ridiculous again.

"I've never been afraid of wild wolves, and what kind of ethereal souls are I afraid of?"

But this lobby is really weird!

Slave Thirteen had never had nightmares when he was in the slave cave before, and on the first night he came here, he actually had such a strange dream.

"Could it be that those old slave soldiers deliberately used some means to trick us new slave soldiers?"

Nu Thirteen felt that this was more likely.

So, he really didn't plan to sleep, and decided to sit like this until dawn.

......

When the sky was completely bright, four carriages loaded with large wooden boxes suddenly passed by at the gate of the house.

The carriages stopped at the gate in turn.

A slave soldier jumped out of the last carriage and into the house, and he walked through the corridor to the entrance of the lobby.

Nu Thirteen, who had been leaning against the stone pillar and closing his eyes to recuperate, opened his eyes when he heard the movement.

Everyone else in the lobby also stood up from their sitting or squatting positions, silently greeting the strange slave soldier.

As a new soldier, you must learn to respect your predecessors.

So Slave Thirteen also stood up.

The slave stood at the door and shouted to the newcomers in the hall, "Come with me!"

With that, he turned and walked out through the corridor.

More than 200 people in the lobby began to walk out.

Slave Thirteen also followed the crowd and stepped out of the lobby. When he walked out of the gate of the house, the four carriages that had been parked at the door were already far ahead.

The new slaves lined up in a long line and followed behind the carriage and walked on foot.

At this time, there were many people watching the pavilions on both sides of the long street. Men and women, middle-aged and children.

They are all the original inhabitants of this barracks city, and they are the second or third generations of slave soldiers, or even more than ten generations of slave soldiers.

The hereditary slave soldiers seem to have a natural sense of superiority in the face of these filthy, smelly new slave soldiers who crawled out of the slave caves.

With a mocking smile on their lips, they looked down at the group of people walking down the long street. From time to time, he talked to his clansmen or friends, and pointed at the beggar-like new slaves below.

......

More than 200 new slave soldiers followed the four carriages through the long street, turned the camp, and marched towards the deserted mountains.

After a while, fog rose on the mountain road.

Nu Thirteen looked up, and at this time, the group of people had followed the carriage to a huge valley surrounded by peaks on three sides.

There was a large amount of white mist evaporating from the valley below. The fog that Fang saw on the road was emitted from here.

Soon after, the four wagons stopped on the grass in front of them, and the four slaves jumped out of the carriage.

One of the slave soldiers selected a few men from the new slave soldiers and ordered them to remove four large wooden boxes from the wagon to the ground.

Then two of them were opened.

In the two wooden chests, there are slave uniforms.

The black slave soldier costume was sewn from the skin of some kind of beast, which could keep out the wind, keep out the cold, and be very strong.

The part of the left waist of the slave uniform is embroidered with red silk thread with the word "soldier".

......

At this time, one of the slave soldiers said aloud to the crowd, "There is a hot spring lake under this mountain pass, and you will each go to this box and take a piece of clothing later, go into the hot spring lake and wash your body, and then put on new clothes and come out!

When the slave had finished, he retreated to the grass with the other three.

Immediately afterwards, after hearing the words, more than 200 new slave soldiers rushed to the two wooden boxes containing slave uniforms.

Fortunately, the slave uniforms are made of special materials, otherwise they would definitely be torn to pieces under this kind of scramble.

The four slave soldiers on the grass not far away looked indifferently at this scene of robbery, and their faces all showed mocking sneers.

But it soon became clear that one man seemed out of place and was not in the middle of the race.

This person is Slave Thirteen.

Slave Thirteen felt that it was not worth the bloody head fighting for a piece of clothing.

Since the four slave soldiers let each of them take a piece of clothing to wear, they must have been well prepared, and it is impossible for them to leave one of them behind and teach him to be a new slave soldier naked.

Now that you are no longer a slave, you shouldn't just fight for a piece of clothing, or a bite to eat.

The current slave thirteen just wants to protect himself and protect his body from harm.

After all, his only capital is this body.

......

Sure enough, when everyone finished snatching and leaving, there were still dozens of pieces left in the two wooden boxes.

Slave Thirteen unhurriedly picked out a well-fitting one, picked it up and walked towards the hot spring lake.

The four slaves on the grass glanced at his back.

One of them said, "This kid looks pretty special." ”

Another sneered, "I don't see anything special about him." I guess I want to dress myself up as a crane that stands proudly, and I just want to make a name for myself!"

The other three laughed when they heard this.

Slave Thirteen didn't hear the four slaves talking.

In fact, he was neither ashamed to be a chicken in the flock, nor did he have the ambition to become a crane.

He just wants to be himself.

......

Walk through the mist and down the stone steps.

Below, there was a lake shrouded in white gas.

The warm white mist makes people feel like they have walked into a room with steamed white flour buns.

The new slaves had already stripped naked and started making dumplings in the hot spring lake.

Slave Thirteen stepped down the steps, put the slave soldier's uniform on the stepstone, and then took off the old clothes on his body and placed it on the stone steps as well.

Walking naked into the water, slowly squatting down so that the warm lake reaches its chin.

Quietly close your eyes and feel the heat penetrate into the five internal organs, seven meridians and eight veins.

For the first time in more than ten years, Nu Thirteen felt so comfortable.

Everyone else in the hot spring lake is also quietly enjoying this moment.

Everyone has a tacit understanding and does not disturb each other.

Time passed little by little, and it was very comfortable to soak. If there is no time limit, people may fall asleep in the lake.

But they can't stay in it for long.

After all, the time set by the four old slave soldiers was only one hour.

......

It was almost time for everyone to reluctantly get up and go ashore.

Dry off and put on their slave uniforms.

Nu Thirteen also left the hot spring lake with him.

When the new recruits were washed and put on new clothes, and when they looked at them again, they were completely changed.

The tattered, dirty beggar appearance of the previous one is finally gone.

really responded to that sentence, people rely on clothes, and Buddha wants gold.

......

Nu 13 walked out of the hot spring lake with the others.

However, as soon as they walked out, they smelled a burst of fragrance wafting through the air.

It turned out to be the smell of rice!

The smell of rice wafted from the front.

So the big guy looked through the white mist to the grass where he had gathered before taking a bath.

I found that a tent had been set up there. In front of the tent, eight flowing water feasts are lined up from south to north.