Chapter 3116 The Smoke Has Not Dissipated, and the Turmoil Is Renewed

In the blink of an eye, on December 20th, Qiao An set off from Yunzhong City early in the morning, intending to cast a spell and teleport directly to Stone Pillar City.

It is inevitable that there will be deviations in the cross-plane transmission. After Qiao An landed, he observed the environment and found that he was on a small hill. All he could see were the felled forests.

The young mage frowned and looked into the distance.

At the foot of the mountain is the ever-flowing Mead River, and the church tower and streetscape of Grizzly Town can be seen in the distance.

This river is the natural border between the Republic of Wilnoa and the Republic of Yggdrasil.

The War of Independence had just ended, and the two fledgling republics hadn't bothered to strengthen their border defenses. There were no military camps on both sides of the river, but there were many temporary settlements built by the colonists. They crossed the border grandly and expanded their sphere of influence. to the west bank of the Mead.

These new immigrants who migrated from the east coast in mule and horse caravans formed large and small armed colonization groups. They knew that the other side of the river was not an unclaimed wasteland, but a pasture opened up by the Asa people, and they were still in groups. Some people broke in, circled a piece of land, felled trees in the nearby forest, sharpened wooden piles to fence, built rows of wooden houses, and regarded themselves as the masters.

The hill where Joan was standing was originally verdant and lush, but it was cut down by the colonists who migrated like locusts in less than a month.

The bushes under the hillside were also set on fire, and black smoke rose from the scorched earth—the new immigrants planned to reclaim this land into a corn estate, but the shrubs and weeds hindered the reclamation, so they did not hesitate. a torch.

What he saw made Qiao An feel heavy.

Just after the war ended, tens of thousands of new immigrants migrated from the old world, making this land, which was finally restored to peace, full of gunpowder again.

The Wilnoa authorities did not restrict the illegal westward march of the new immigrants, and secretly sold the rifles seized from the Fizen army to the new immigrants at a low price, so that they could form a fierce armed pioneer group, clearly to take advantage of these desires The colonists who acquired the land were the first to test the bottom line of their western neighbors.

The Republic of Yggdrasil on the other side of the river will not give in again. If things go on like this, the two newly-born republics will inevitably have friction. From allies who fought side by side in the War of Independence, they will become sworn enemies.

Joan doesn't want to see such a future, but there is nothing he can do.

Recall that before the outbreak of the War of Independence, the main conflict in the New World was not the frequent violent conflicts between the colonists and the aborigines for land?

What he saw and heard today can only prove that the process of history is not dependent on individual wishes. As long as the conflict between man and land still exists, disputes cannot be avoided.

Just when he was in a heavy mood, there was a sudden clear gunshot from a settlement by the river, followed by exclamations and curses.

The young mage took out the remote viewing mirror, flicked the mirror, and projected the viewing angle to where the gunshots came from.

The mirror showed an immigrant camp dozens of miles away. The gate of one of the barracks was violently knocked open, and a group of dark figures rushed out of the gate, running in small steps with a very strange posture, looking back from time to time, Showing inner panic and uneasiness.

Joan adjusted the angle of view and saw that the running figures were all black, most of them were only wearing a pair of ripped shorts, their bare backs were covered with whip marks, and some were wearing iron shackles on their feet, no wonder they stumbled when they started running.

Obviously, this is a group of black slaves trafficked from the tropical islands, unwilling to be whipped and driven by the white masters, they managed to pry open the cell door and escaped collectively while the sky was just dawn.

Through the remote viewing mirror, Joan cast spells remotely to spy on the thoughts of these fugitive slaves.

It turned out that they did not know where to find out that the Republic of Yggdraxiu on the other side of the Mead River had passed a law to prohibit slavery. They were deeply encouraged and planned to flee to the territory of the Asa tribe to seek freedom.

However, this group of poor black slaves didn't seem to know that the land they were standing at the moment was the territory of the Yggdrasil Republic, and their slave masters were not afraid of it.

The colonial settlement had its own civil armed organization. When they learned that the slaves were trying to escape, they immediately took up their rifles and rushed out of the street. While shooting threats, they ran to the stables, intending to hunt down the escaped slaves on horseback.

Qiao An knew in his heart that if he didn't intervene, the group of black slaves wearing shackles would not be able to escape the clutches of the colonists. He couldn't bear it for a while, so he switched the perspective of the remote viewing mirror to the stables, and performed the "massive deformation technique of the group" ", temporarily turning all the horses into bleating lambs.

The gunmen rushed into the stables, and they were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene!

Some people suspected that they were dreaming, pinched their thighs hard, or slapped themselves violently, screaming in pain.

However, this is not a dream, the horses have indeed turned into sheep, what is going on?

Were the goblins playing tricks, or did the horses eat the poisonous weeds that the witches used to make their alchemical potions, turning them all into sheep overnight?

While the gunmen were arguing, the black slaves had already escaped from the town, forcing them to give up riding, cursing, and running wildly, carrying guns to chase the escaped slaves.

Joan smiled slightly, and switched the viewing angle to the black slaves, and found that they were exhausted and out of breath, and what's more, the footcuffs restricted their steps. After running a few steps, he was about to fall, and his face was covered in blood.

After a little thought, Joan cast the 8-ring "corrosion technique" through the mirror, and instantly turned the iron shackles on the fugitive slaves into loose rust residue, which fell off their ankles and fell on the grass.

The black slaves were taken aback by this unexpected situation, kneeling on the ground with weak feet, clasped hands and raised their heads above their heads, kowtowed and prayed in their native language, as if they were begging the gods for forgiveness.

Joan saw it, both angry and funny.

I obviously wanted to help them escape, but I frightened these ignorant guys into foolishness, thinking it was a warning from the gods.

Shaking his head helplessly, Joan slapped a "Slick Words Technique" on himself, issued a "Wind News Technique" in the dialect of the black slaves, and lied that he was the tropical sea god "Dargon" they worshiped, and urged them to hurry up. Running to the west, passing through the canyon in front, is the important border town of the Yggdrasil Republic - the "River Valley Town" re-established after the war.

Hegu Town is not only garrisoned by Asa hunters, but also "peacekeeping troops" from the Far East, Canaan and Feizhen. When they arrive there, the black slaves can obtain asylum and liberation.

A golden whirlwind floated in front of the black slaves, and a divine voice came from the eye of the wind.

The black slaves were startled at first, and then they cheered collectively, shouting "the great god has appeared".

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