Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2273 Uprising
More than a Buddhist monastery?What's the meaning?
Ji Jiashu was stunned for a moment, then remembered the slaves he had seen in Suiye City before, and suddenly said, "The other riots you mentioned, is the leader a man slave?"

Chu Yan slightly raised his eyebrows, "It seems that you have seen those people before."

It really refers to the group of people that Ding San took away.

Ji Jiashu nodded, feeling that it was both reasonable and unexpected.

He has admiration and pity for the group of horse slaves who rose up.In his opinion, the group of slaves is indeed courageous, but it is difficult to make a big deal.

Just relying on hundreds of low-level slaves to fight against the nobles on the entire Xirong Grassland is really a daydream.

Throughout the history of the Shanhai Continent, there has never been an example where the slaves and peasants at the bottom rose up and won in the end.

However, after all, Ding San is the person Ying Baoyue once assisted, and Ji Jiashu still thinks that group of people can make a difference.

In addition to places like Dingling and Kangju, the land is vast and sparsely populated, and they are far away from the White Wolf Royal Court.As long as the White Wolf King didn't send a large army to attack, and Ding San and the others occupied a few remote towns, it should be no problem to be the king of the mountain in the distant Mobei.

But the location of the monastery at this time is not in Mobei, and it is even very close to the White Wolf King's Court.

This made Ji Jiashu feel something was wrong.

How did the uprising of the group of slaves led by Ding San stir up the Buddhist monastery?
"Elder Chu, is the man slave at the head named Ding?"

Ji Jiashu was eager to know what happened while they were away.

Chu Yan frowned and asked, "Which man slave are you talking about?"

Which could it be?
Ji Jiashu was confused by his question, which one could it be?

"It's the one in the lead."

Ji Jiashu emphasized that he didn't understand such a simple matter, how could Chu Yan not understand it.

Chu Yan squinted his eyes leisurely, "The problem is, the leader is not just a man slave."

Ji Jiashu frowned, "I mean the one with the highest status among the slaves. Is his surname Ding?"

Even if there are several leaders in the slave team at the same time, there must be one with the highest status.

What is Chu Yan not understanding?
Ji Jiashu didn't understand, but Chu Yan did.

He looked into Ji Jiashu's eyes meaningfully and said, "Mr. Chunhua, I'm afraid you have misunderstood something."

"There is not only one team that rose up."

"The leader of those teams used to belong to Manu, and there is not only one person."

Not just...one.

Ji Jiashu was stunned, and Chen Zichu and others who were listening were also stunned.

Chu Yan understood why this group of people had such a reaction.After all, other than him, the elders in the monastery did not believe it was true when they first heard about it.

None of them could believe that the group of weeds who were trampled under their feet from birth could one day burst out with such a huge energy.

……

……

"There are currently thirteen teams in the uprising, and they are still increasing."

Chu Yan squatted on the ground and wiped the blood from his body, and said lightly, "You are right, there is a team from the north, and the leader is said to be Ding."

Coming from the North...

Ji Jiashu felt palpitations inexplicably, "Are they coming to the south?"

The situation in Xirong as a whole is that the more you rely on the power of the Monan nobles, the stronger you will be.Based on Ji Jiashu's previous knowledge of slave riots, once slaves were freed, they would flee to remote places.

After all, the slave riot was just to find a way to survive, so how could it be worthwhile to hit a stone with a pebble?
The richer the place, the stronger the hostile forces, and the weak slaves would naturally stay away.

But the route of Ding San and his group was to go to Monan.

Being able to alert the Buddhist monastery meant that the group of people was still moving extremely fast, and they didn't stop at all to enjoy the achievements they had made.

From an outsider's point of view, it's basically running on the road to death.

But why?

"Well, you don't understand, do you?"

Looking at Ji Jiashu's eyes, Chu Yan knew that he had fallen into the same confusion as the Zen elders.

Slave uprisings are actually not uncommon on the Xirong Grassland. After all, it is normal for people who cannot survive to choose to take risks.

But according to past experience, as long as the group of poor ghosts are given some food and livestock, the matter will calm down, and even the distribution will be unfair, and the slave team will be the first to bite the dog.

This time, however, was different.

Chu Yan's eyes turned cold.

For every city occupied by slaves, the heads of nobles who resisted were chopped off.

When reading the information sent, the elders of the Zen master felt at a loss for the first time.

Because they don't know what the group of slaves want.

Food, cloth, livestock, women, everything was given.

But that group of people seemed to be crazy, passing through the cities like locusts, only moving in one direction.

It seems that their purpose is to move forward.

Chu Yan was startled suddenly, and looked in a direction in the void.

"What's wrong?" Ji Jiashu followed his every move and asked.

Chu Yan smiled slightly, with a surprised and emotional expression, "I seem to know what those people want to do."

Ji Jiashu was taken aback, "What are they trying to do?"

Chu Yan didn't answer, just squatted down again, used stones to draw a dozen circles of different sizes on the floor tiles, and marked thirteen points among them, and finally marked arrows in front of each point.

Looking at this picture, Ji Jiashu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He understood what Chu Yan was painting.

What Chu Yan was drawing was the road map for these slave uprisings.

The dozen or so circles he drew first were the territories of the twelve Zhai kings.

Uprisings occurred in almost every territory of King Zhai. After these slaves rioted from within, they all left these territories of King Zhai and moved in the same direction.

Ji Jiashu's eyes followed the arrow and stopped at the largest circle in the south.

In this circle, there is no uprising, but all the slave teams are moving towards this circle.

Ji Jiashu slowly opened his eyes wide, "Elder Chu, what is this place?"

"You should have understood, right?"

Chu Yan raised his head, the emotion in his eyes was thick and hard to understand.

He lowered his head, looked at the largest circle, and paused every word, "This is the White Wolf King's Court."

Ji Jiashu's heart skipped a beat.

All the uprising teams are actually marching towards the White Wolf King's Court.

What are they trying to do?
Is it impossible to overthrow the current White Wolf King?

Ji Jiashu was short of breath, "They want to kill..."

On the contrary, Chu Yan was more direct than Ji Jiashu, and said lightly, "You mean to kill the White Wolf King?"

Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank, shocked by Chu Yan's calmness when he talked about it.

"If that's the case, it's not a big deal," Chu Yan stretched out his hand, and suddenly drew another long line behind the circle represented by the White Wolf Royal Court.

"Mr. Chunhua, this direction is not limited to the White Wolf Royal Court."

Ji Jiashu felt as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt, his whole body trembled, and he stared straight at the line.

No need for Chu Yan's explanation, he already understood what this line represented.

Because he had crossed that line to come to this place.

"That is……"

"The Great Wall of Eternal Night."

Chu Yan stood up and stared at thirteen points on the ground.

Seven years ago, the Xirong people broke through the Great Wall of Eternal Night from north to south.

Seven years later, another group of people wanted to break through the city from the same direction.

(End of this chapter)