Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 306 Slaves
As dozens of troublesome mercenaries were taken away by the patrol, the street once again returned to calm, only the bloodstains left on the ground reminded of what happened just now.

Pedestrians who saw this scene had a little more awe and respect for these black-clad and black-armored Nanchuan Army soldiers.

Lin Chuan saw this scene in his eyes. He did not expect that Li Qiye, a young officer, would have such a strong sense of military honor and be so loyal to the Nanchuan Army. He also nodded secretly for Li Qiye's strength.

The Far Eastern Dynasty has not experienced war for hundreds of years. The military is strong and the military is weak. In the peaceful era, the military was suppressed by the civilian group, and the status of the military was low. Although the status of the military has improved in recent years, the overall situation is still not optimistic.

The direct consequence of the low status of the soldiers is the direct decline in the combat effectiveness of the army. The soldiers have no sense of honor and sense of responsibility. Therefore, the dynastic army faced the insurgents one after another, but they could not defeat them. The more they fought, the more they fought.

The Nanchuan Army rose up among the prisoners and slaves. Since the beginning, they have been fighting for survival, united and fighting each other, and have already become an inseparable group.

Especially the Linchuan Army, he has always been able to instill loyalty, honor and other spiritual concepts in the soldiers. Through the performance of Li Qiye just now, the effect is still very significant. The Nanchuan Army cannot be humiliated, and those who are humiliated will die!

"I didn't expect our Nanchuan Army to be so powerful." Lan Yu had entrusted himself to Lin Chuan at this moment, so he subconsciously regarded himself as a member of the Nanchuan Army. Seeing that the Nanchuan Army suppressed the arrogant mercenaries just now, he immediately felt very happy.

Frost also opened her mouth slowly, and said proudly: "Our Nanchuan army is powerful, and there are no cowards under the general's command."

"Are you praising yourself? Hahaha." Lin Chuan turned his head and joked.

Frost danced Wu's little fist: "Humph, I'm not weak either. If you don't believe me, let's compete."

"I'm too lazy to compare with you." Lin Chuan stepped out of the jewelry store and onto the street, leaving behind an angry Frost and a smiling Lan Yu.

Although Frost and Lan Yu are women, they have extraordinary skills. Besides, they are Lin Chuan's wife now. If there is a martial arts competition, Lin Chuan will lose 100%. Lin Chuan learned the way of killing and killing. , he may not be willing to draw a knife at his wife.

Qingmuchuan Central Avenue was crowded with people, and it was very lively. Lin Chuan, who had been depressed for a long time in the barracks, rarely came out to get some air. In addition, he was accompanied by two beauties. The two beauties here are both tall and graceful, and it's okay not to attract people's attention. However, the security situation under the Nanchuan Army is good, and no one comes to harass them.

"Ten slaves, take one hundred gold coins away, young and old, hurry up, if you miss this village, this shop will not exist." A treacherous slave trader was yelling loudly, attracting many pedestrians.

Behind the slave trader, more than 20 slaves with gray eyes and numb eyes, tied hands and feet with iron chains, were standing listlessly under the scorching sun, waiting for their new masters.

Seeing these bruised slaves who were trafficked like animals, Lin Chuan's complexion suddenly sank, and the anger in his heart burst out, his fingers creaking.

At the beginning, the Lin family was ransacked and exterminated. Although he escaped death, he was eventually reduced to a slave. Thinking of the miserable life of slaves, Lin Chuan hated these slave traders to the bone.

"A Chuan, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Lin Chuan stop, his face livid, Lan Yu noticed Lin Chuan's abnormality, took Lin Chuan's hand, and asked nervously.

Seeing Lan Yu's worried face, Lin Chuan suppressed the anger in his heart, forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"General, didn't you save these slaves? They are so pitiful." Frost looked at Lin Chuan and said unbearably.

Lin Chuan patted Frost on the shoulder and nodded: "That's exactly what I mean."

"My noble lord, are you going to buy slaves?" The slave trader saw Lin Chuan approaching, his eyes glanced at the chests of the two beauties, and was stared back by Frost, he was embarrassed He laughed dryly and asked Lin Chuan.

"I bought all these slaves and untied them." Lin Chuan didn't bother to talk to these slave traders whose hands were stained with crime, simply and decisively.

Hearing that Lin Chuan wanted to buy all of them, the slave trader's eyes lit up and he was very excited, but he still kindly reminded him: "My lord, these slaves are rebellious and vicious. Tell me your mansion, and I will send someone to Send it to your house so as not to hurt you."

For a big customer like Lin Chuan, the slave trader wanted to flatter him, but he didn't expect to hit the iron plate.

"Didn't you hear what I said just now?!" Frost didn't like the slave trader, her voice was cold.

The slave trader mewed twice on Frost's chest, turned his head to see Lin Chuan's cold gaze, although he cursed inwardly: a dog biting Lu Dongbin, he did not dare to offend such a big customer, and waved his hands hastily.

Several assistants of the slave trader took out the keys and opened the iron chains locked on the slaves. These exhausted slaves were so hungry that no one had any strength at the moment, and they slumped on the ground.

"Hey, noble lord, these slaves belong to you now. You have a good eye. These are all..." The slave trader seemed to be afraid of Lin Chuan's repentance, smiling all over his face, and kept praising Lin Chuan.

"Give him money."

Frost reluctantly threw the purse full of gold coins to the slave trader, and the slave trader was very excited when he saw the golden gold coins, showing his big yellow teeth.

"My noble lord, I think you really want slaves. Please leave an address. Next time I come over, how about bringing you whatever you want?" The slave trader did not forget to keep repeat customers. After leaving, he wanted Lin Chuan's address instead.

Lin Chuan laughed angrily, leaned into the ear of the slave trader and said, "Next time, don't let me see you on the territory of the Nanchuan Army, and let me see you selling slaves again. I promise you will move your head."

Hearing Lin Chuan's murderous words, the slave trader with a smile on his face suddenly froze. Seeing Lin Chuan's stern face, he didn't seem to be lying. Why do big customers turn faces faster than books.

"By the way, tell your colleagues, just what Nanchuan Army Lin Chuan said, whoever dares to trade slaves in Nanchuan Army's territory will be killed without mercy!" Lin Chuan added when he saw the slave trader where Leng was.

Hearing the word Lin Chuan, and feeling the real murderous aura, the slave trader who was licking blood at the edge of his knife suddenly understood that the person in front of him was really the murderous General Nanchuan.

Before the slave trader asked why, Lin Chuan impatiently issued an order to evict the guest: "Get out!"

Facing Lin Chuan's murderous intent, the slave trader scrambled and left with his helpers.

"You are free, and now no one will restrain you anymore." Looking at the group of slaves who were tortured so inhumanly, Lin Chuan felt pain in his heart, and declared his freedom to them.

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord." Although the slaves were weak, they still expressed their gratitude, took the gold coins from Lin Chuan, and left here staggeringly gratefully.

"Sir, please take me in." After all the slaves had left, a thin middle-aged slave knelt down in front of Lin Chuan and begged.

"Why did you call me sir?" Lin Chuan asked with a frown. He was wearing a uniform. How could this person recognize him as an officer.

"The officer wears combat boots, so he is an officer." The thin middle-aged man explained: "The kindness of saving your life should be repaid by the fountain. I am not a slave, but a scholar. I used the skills I learned to help the officer. Please, sir." take in."

Only then did Lin Chuan take a closer look at the middle-aged man. Although he was skinny and disheveled, he spoke clearly and with a flexible mind. Compared with other slaves, he was different.

Facing the thin middle-aged man's request, Lin Chuan stretched out his hand to help him up, and agreed to his request: "Okay, stay by my side in the future."

(End of this chapter)