Tales of the Reincarnated Lord

Chapter 275 Kaimen

From a distance, you can see a lot of people gathered on the square in the dock area.

However, when Lorist rushed over, these gathered people only moved slightly, stepped aside the middle road, and continued to stand there numbly, but their eyes changed a little, that was curiosity and envy. From their naked bodies wrapped in tattered cloth heads and lash marks on their bodies, it can be seen that they are all slaves.

Lorist was a little strange. When did the slave owners of Nubit Harbor still gather so many slaves here at the dock?

It’s just that Lorist came a little slower. The garrison troops who were still in the dock area flaunting these slaves saw the enemy rushing towards the dock area. They had already lost their helmets and abandoned armor and crawled into Nubit Harbor. In the inner city, the city gate just closed.

Soon a burst of heart-piercing crying and a few burning black smoke from the shore of the dock area attracted the attention of Lorist. A large group of women and children who looked like slaves lay on the trestle bridge in the dock area and cried. Sad until. On one side of the trestle bridge are 17 or eight oars boats with sharp bows and long slender hulls. On the boats are piles of sacks of materials, but these sacks on more than a dozen speedboats are on fire.

Lorester's eyes were sharp, and he quickly understood why the women and children were crying, because the speedboats were sitting on both sides of the oars slaves, their hands and feet were locked with long iron chains, and their feet were buckled in front. Apart from sitting in the paddling seat, they couldn't even stand up. Looking at the burning sacks around them, they could only helplessly wait for death.

Some paddle slaves were crying and weeping, some had a relieved expression, and some were coughing constantly choked by the black smoke. On the contrary, there was a big slave man sitting in the front, his body covered with scars, and burning sacks behind him, but he did not change his face and called his relatives on the trestle bridge to make them strong and optimistic to live...

Lorister flew down on this burning speedboat like a big bird. As soon as he stepped on the deck, a strong smell of fire oil puffed his nose. On my day, kerosene was poured on these hemp bags, no wonder they burned so violently. Lorist did not hesitate, holding the pole he picked up from the pier and pulling the sacks loaded on the speedboat into the sea, and there was a burst of surprise cheers from the trestle behind him.

Several figures fell on the burning speedboats. It was the family knights and soldiers who came afterwards. When they saw Lorist saving people, they hurriedly came to help.

White sword lights flashed on the swords of the family knights, which easily cut off the chains that bound the slaves. The slaves who had escaped from the dead returned to the trestle and hugged their families tightly...

"My lord, my lord..."

Lorist turned around and saw that the bruised man with two teenage children was chasing him. When he reached him, he bent his legs and threw himself on the ground, kneeling in front of Lorist: "Thank you, my lord. A life-saving grace..."

Lorist moved a step sideways and stepped away from the front: "Get up, you don't have to pay this big gift to me, the Norton family has no slaves, you are free."

In Galinthia, the five-body kneeling ceremony is the highest etiquette, which is generally used for gods and ancestors. In addition, the slave owners in the Kingdom of Haneabadha asked the slaves to bow to them in order to satisfy their desire for power and vanity to control the life and death of slaves and their palms.

The big man froze, his eyes widened almost incredibly: "Are we free?"

Lorist nodded: "Yes, you are free. But you have to be under our temporary supervision for a period of time so that you don't add to our actions. It is still during the war, waiting for us to eliminate the slave owners in that city. With slave merchants, you are truly free."

The big man straightened his body and hugged the two children beside him. He couldn't cry: "Freedom, we are free..."

Lorist looked at the big man and his two children with interest. The eldest was a boy, about eleven or twelve years old, and the younger was a girl, only seven or eight years old, but he was dressed like a boy with his hair covered. It was cut in a mess. Lorist thought this might also be a way to protect girls.

"My lord, I made you laugh." The big man shed tears for a long time before he replied soberly: "Can you tell us the family name of the adults? We will never forget this kindness."

"We are the Norton family in the Northland, roaring angry bears." A guard beside Lorist answered proudly.

"Northland? Norton, angry bear?" The big man said, "I see, you are here to retaliate. No wonder I saw your armor so familiar. Last time the Dock Guard team made a fuss about your breastplate. Human life."

"Oh, what's your name?" Lorist raised an eyebrow and became interested.

"My lord, my name is Kaimen. I belong to the Roman Empire." The man replied politely.

"Romon Empire? Far enough, get up and talk about how you became a slave?" Lorist asked.

"Thank you, my lord." Kaimen stood up: "My lord, I used to be a trainee of Earl Billup. The Earl has offended the prime minister in power, was deprived of his territory, and was attacked by the army. We servants and guards After becoming captives, they were all sold to slave traders. This was nineteen years ago, when I was only fifteen years old..."

"Are you awakening grudge?"

"Yes, I wouldn't be able to live without vindictiveness. I was taken a high look with vindictiveness, and there are two children..." Kaiman replied bitterly.

"Then why are you locked in that rowing boat?" Lorist asked.

"Nu..." Kaimen pointed to the storm sailing in the distant sea and a pile of sunken ships on the sea: "Sir, is that also your family's ship?"

Lorist nodded.

"It's very powerful. In just a few moments, a dozen or so ships of the Wang's frigate were sunk. None of the remaining ships dared to go up. The person in charge came up with an idea to row the speedboat. The board was filled with burning objects, ignited and rushed to the ship, so they were looking for slaves who have family members, and let us use our own deaths in exchange for the safety of our family..."

Lorist was afraid for a while. Fortunately, he came quickly and the enemy fell short. Otherwise, twenty or thirty paddle boats that turned into fireboats rushed to the Storm, and it might be a big loss for the Storm...

"Go to a battalion to search for all the ships in the port, and **** all the people on board for screening. The rebels will kill them all!" Lorist gave orders to the guards around him.

"My lord, the members of the Royal Patrol Fleet have followed the pier guard team into the inner city. There is no one on their ship." Kaimen said next to him.

"Aren't there people on other merchant ships, so everyone has to disembark for inspection." Lorester was satisfied. The more than 200 ships berthed in Nubit Harbor are now all seized by himself. The sum of the money is worth it. Millions of Golden Ford.

"By the way, Kaimen, why did you just say that the dock garrison killed one of our armors?"

"My lord, did the slave hunting team attack your territory three months ago?" Kaiman asked.

"Yes, they attacked one of our island territories." Lorist answered.

"My lord, your territory defense team is very powerful." Kaimen complimented: "I remember that the defense team in the dock area also went to more than 20 people, but only three of them came back. Although they robbed some money, they are good. It's like peeling off such a breastplate from your soldiers who died in battle. After returning, the three people were arguing about the ownership of this breastplate, because they drank too much alcohol and moved their hands. The last two died and one was injured. He lost too much blood and died within two days, and the breastplate was taken away by the captain of the defense team.

It was me and a few slaves who went to clean up the scene, so I was quite impressed with that breastplate. Just now I saw that your family soldiers were wearing the same style of armor. I knew you were here for revenge. But adults, it seems that many of you were arrested last time. There were tens of thousands of slaves on board, and we were all wondering where they came from. "

"A few of those people are our leaders, and most of them are the refugees we recruited for the development and construction of the territory. Because the refugees recruited too much, the slave owners and slave merchants here took up our family territory. The idea. By the way, Kaimen, many soldiers of our family have been captured. Do you know where they are being held?" Lorist asked.

"My lord, let me think about it, I seem to have heard someone say it." Kaiman thought hard.

"Barry, Barry, come here." Kaimen called back to the slaves behind him.

A thin slave of 16 or 7 years old cringed and came over: "Uncle Kaiman, you call me?"

"Yes, Barry, did you see a strange group of slaves being taken down on the dock two months ago?"

The slave named Barry nodded.

Kaimen said: "You think about it, why do those slaves make you surprised? And where are they being taken?"

"Well, when they disembarked, they were all very arrogant. Many of them had injuries, and some were still yelling. They said that the adults would come to rescue them, and they would kill all the escorts. The pier guard team was also there. After hearing the scolding of those people, they took the whip and tried to teach them, but they were stopped by the escorts. The escorts said that these slaves were ready to be sent to the arena of King Hamidas Yes, you have to lose money if it breaks. Then the dock garrison took our slaves out of anger and whipped me a few..." Barry said.

"Hamidas King City Arena?" Lorist suddenly felt an ominous feeling.

Sure enough, Kaiman confirmed this premonition: "My lord, maybe only a small part of your people will survive. Hamidas King City Arena is a veritable hell, and every inch of land there are countless slave gladiators. The souls are crying. What the slave owners like most is watching the gladiatorial performances. They like to put the slaves and the Warcraft together to fight, watching the slaves being torn and swallowed by the Warcraft, and the slaves are divided into two teams to fight each other. Only the winner can survive...

There is basically a gladiatorial show every ten days, but this is only a small one, with a dozen casualties. There is a large-scale gladiatorial fight once a month, and every time there are at least a hundred team battles, the slave owners here will watch it. Last month, there was also a nation-building celebration. I heard that nearly a thousand slave gladiators died..."

A sigh of anger came up from Lorist’s heart, his eyes flushed a little: "Very well, Hamidas King City arena, kill a soldier of my family, I will kill ten of them for funeral, if Losing a knight of my family, I will kill a hundred nobles as sacrifices..."

"My lord..." A heavy armored soldier hurried over: "Report my lord, we have blocked the four gates of the inner city of Nubit. However, there are many defensive crossbows on the inner city wall, which caused us some problems. Minor casualties. The Great Sword Master Injerek sent me to report to the adults, and when will the siege be initiated?"

Lorist looked up at the inner city in the distance. The wall was full of people: "Are there many defensive crossbows on the wall?"

"There are no less than 100 known at present." The soldier replied.

Although Lorist was very angry to learn that the soldiers and family knights who had been captured on Silovas Island were sent to the arena of Hamidas King City, but the anger did not make Lorist feel hot and ordered the family to attack immediately. city.

"Order the troops to retreat to the defensive position outside the range of the defensive crossbow, arrange a cordon to prevent the enemy in the inner city from escaping. Order the unicycle steel crossbow regiment to build a launch position outside the four gates to suppress the firing of the city-head defensive crossbow. Already occupying the dock area, order the Thunderbolt sling battalion of Ovix to come here, and let the enemies in the inner city live one more day. Attack tomorrow." Lorist ordered.

"Yes, sir." The soldier ran back again.

"My lord..." Bodfinger also rushed over.

"What's going on with you?" Lorist asked.

"Yuri and Josk have been on the road with the scout camp. Except for the ships that robbed the beach, I have ordered them to go to the dock here. I have ordered people to clean up on the beach. We have injured more than 300 people, the enemy There are more than two thousand corpses." Bodfinger replied.

"Very well, if the Tigers, Rose Malek, have already occupied the eight islands, they can be ordered to bring people back. All the captives and slaves are brought to the main island. Just leave a squadron on each island as a guard. The enemy’s situation lit a wolf smoke alarm. The Marine Corps of Sun Barwood was ordered to strengthen the alert on the coastal islands, give him a heavy armor barracks and a single-wheel steel crossbow battalion, and clean up the remaining 19 islands, and bring back the prisoners and slaves. ..."

"Yes, sir." Bodfinger replied attentively.

"My lord, my lord..." Kaimen cried.

"What's the matter?" Lorist asked.

"Sir, can you give us a chance to serve you? You rescued us, gave us freedom, and we can organize to attack the city with you. Sir, we are not afraid of death, as long as we give us weapons, we can The slave owners avenge the garrison that oppressed us..."

Lorist shook his head: "Kayman, it is good for you to have such a mind, but to be honest, I am not optimistic about you. You have not been trained, and your body is weak. If you let you go to attack the city, it is for nothing. To die. This sacrifice is worthless..."

Kaiman's eyes dimmed, and he knew that Lorist was telling the truth.

"But ~www.readwn.com~Kayman, you can help us elsewhere." Lorist pointed to the large group of slaves gathered on the dockside: "You go to organize them, we need Guides, people who need to lead the way, need you to help us find the granary here, and get food to feed your stomach. The Kingdom of Haneabadha is said to have more than 400,000 slaves. If we rescue you but leave you alone, That will lead to a catastrophe.

You go and gather all the prestigious and talented people among the slaves. I believe you have this ability. You must first establish a resettlement camp, so that the slaves we rescued will follow the order. After the slave owners are eliminated, we can arrange ships to send you back to the mainland and let you return to your hometown.

By the way, there are many things we need your help. You can help us identify the minions of the slave owners who deserve to die and who should not, help us find the warehouses hidden by the slave owners, help us cook and transport the wounded to ensure the supply of logistics materials Instead of helping us charge into battle. Of course, if you want, you can also follow us back to the north to live and work in our family territory. Kaimen, would you like to help? "

Kaimen bowed deeply: "My lord, it is the greatest honor of my life to work for you. I believe all slaves will be very happy to serve you."

……(To be continued.)