Chapter 919

None of the slaves made a move at first.

Qi Yuan stood up, walked to Zong Nutou, pulled out his bone knife, and chopped off Zong Nutou's head with one blow.

The other slaves reacted and cheered together.

Don't make any noise. Do you want to disturb more people? "Yan Mo's voice covered everyone.

The cheers disappeared immediately. Qi Yuan recovered and immediately organized the slaves. This man was used to being a manager, and now the temporary arrangements were still arranged in an orderly manner.

When several of his close slaves heard his instructions, they looked at Yan Mo with bright eyes, nodded vigorously, turned around and rushed into the wind and snow. Now, no matter how strong the wind and snow were, they could not stop their steps.

Do you know their defenses? "Yan Mo asked Qi Yuan.

Qi Yuan hesitated for a moment, I only know part of it. "

That's enough, you take me to deal with those slave guards and bone soldiers. "

yes! "

grown ups! "Some slaves crowded forward and hesitated to speak.

Qi Yuan turned around and frowned, what's the matter? "

What the slave looked at was Yan Mo. He looked back at the other slaves who were looking forward to it, gritted his teeth and said: "Master Priest, our families are divided into different slave sheds, some are close and some are far away." The farthest ones are in the quarries and grinding mills, and the weaving and dyeing workshops are even located in the wooden village. Your Excellency..."

Do you want me to rescue your family and tribe? Yan Mo asked.

Yes..." The slave's voice was trembling terribly. He was afraid that the master would simply ignore them in his anger.

The slaves were uneasy, and Qi Yuan was uneasy. Just when he was about to stop everyone, he heard Yan Mo say without any change in his tone: It's too late today, I'll take you back first, and I'll come and take the others away next time. "

Thank you sir! "The slaves knelt down, and they were extremely satisfied just like this. As long as there was hope, they could persevere!

Yan Mo looked at Qi Yuan again and asked your people to organize quickly, quickly! For those who are fine, ask them to stay here and not move around or take anything. "

I know, sir, don’t worry, I will make arrangements. "Qi Yuan nodded to another subordinate, who immediately began to call the people in the work shed.

Qi Yuan turned around and walked out, "Sir, please come with me." "

Seeing that everyone was inexplicably excited, Cai Da wanted to leave secretly while no one was paying attention.

But before he could reach the door of the hut, he was hit on the back of the head.

kill him! He must not be allowed to inform! "

A group of slaves rushed up, and a moment later, Cai Da's body was buried in a snowdrift.

Qi Yuan still has some people in his hands. Although these people are all warriors below level three, and those above level three have become slave soldiers, these people usually receive warrior training, and their actions and physical fitness are better than ordinary people. many.

These people are distributed in various slave sheds and rarely have contact with each other, fearing that the slave leader will discover their relationship.

Qi Yuan did not dare to use them at will, he was also waiting for the opportunity.

Now, the opportunity has finally arrived!

The few people who ran out were those with faster legs and feet and were familiar with the terrain and guard arrangements. They could bypass the guards and spread the news to the soldiers in the slave sheds.

Normally such behavior would be life-threatening, but today there is a heavy snowstorm that can hide their whereabouts - the cold has been forgotten by them, and the Jiuyuan priest who appeared today is their biggest hope so far. How long are you waiting to fight for your life?

When the news comes out, the soldiers in each work shed will secretly prepare the slaves. As soon as Yan Mo and Qi Yuan arrive, they can leave immediately.

The slave shed closest to Qi Yuan and the others was the place where Yan Mo saw new slaves being selected.

As soon as Yan Mo entered, he killed all the guards and others before anyone could react.

Qi Yuan arranged for four people to come over and let them take care of the new slaves living here.

These new slaves knew that someone was coming to save them, so they didn't make any noise or run away. They all gathered together. They didn't dare to run. It was so cold outside that they would freeze to death soon after running out. It was better to stay here and huddle together and still survive. Could be a little warmer.

Want to save people? I'm with you! "A man who claimed to be the Bianxi tribe walked out of the new slaves. Many of the warriors here are members of our Bianxi tribe. The Horned People captured us as warriors. I can smell where the warrior camp is. . Only when my people see me will they follow you."

Yan Mo asked: Are you willing if I take people back to Jiuyuan? "

The man looked at Yan Mo intently, I heard that there are no slaves in Jiuyuan. "

No, but we are short of soldiers. Are you willing to come? "

To kill the Horned Man? "

Half yes. "

good! "The Bianxi man agreed immediately.

Yan Mo guessed that this person's status in the Bianxi tribe might not be low. There were already some Bianxi tribe members who had escaped from Jiuyuan, but they just didn't know what status this person had in the Bianxi tribe.

This is not the right time to ask questions.

Yan Mo didn't mind bringing another group of soldiers with him, so he immediately waved to the man and let's go! "

The man quickly followed.

Three quarters, forty-five minutes, is a pitifully short time to save people.

Qi Yuan and the men from the Bianxi tribe were still thinking about how to save enough tribesmen in a short period of time in such a heavy snowstorm. When they started walking, they became mute.

All the wind and snow avoided them. They walked beside Yan Mo and could not feel a trace of cold wind, and the snowflakes could not drift to them.

Yan Mo urged them: Go faster! "

The two woke up and quickly quickened their pace.

Qi Yuan said that he would save his people first. Considering that he came first, the Bianxi man backed down a step, but said that if the warrior camp was nearby, he could not bypass it.

Along the way, we almost visited the slave sheds near the east side of the lake.

The movements of the three of them were hidden, and Yan Mo was the biggest cheating device. No matter how many slave guards and bone soldiers they encountered, almost none of them could convey the message.

There were many injured and sick people in the slave work sheds and war camps. If it were other people, even if they wanted to save them, they would have no choice but to abandon them all.

But Yan Mo is not someone else. He doesn't have many attack methods, but his methods of saving people are more abundant and more effective than any other creature in the world!

Now that he's here, he won't leave anyone behind to save.

No matter old or young, no matter how weak, no matter whether sick or injured, we will all be taken away!

If he couldn't move, he would treat him immediately.

Due to time constraints, he could not cure them all at once, but it was not a problem for them to gain temporary mobility.

The young warrior lying on the ground struggled to stand up. He was a newly captured Bianxi tribesman. Because he could transform, he was sent directly to the warrior camp. But he was too young, and the weather here was too cold. Even if other soldiers were taking care of him, he still couldn't hold on.

Yan Mo touched the little thing's head and injected a little life energy into him.

The little guy stood up on all fours just before he saw it.

Ouch. "The little guy, whose nipple hair has not yet faded, bit the hem of Yan Mo's clothes.

Yan Mo picked him up and put him on the war beast, and whispered to the war beast: Take him out. "

Not every warrior in the warrior camp is from the Bianxi tribe. On the contrary, most of the warriors are traded and all are tamed warriors.

Of course, these warriors would not leave easily with Yan Mo and the others. The reason why they did not make a fuss or stop them was because the Bianxi tribe and Yan Mo could communicate with them.

You really don’t want to go with me? "A faint light appeared on the tips of Yan Mo's fingers. If you are willing to follow me, I will give you candy."

The soldiers didn't know what sugar was, but the extraordinary energy at Yan Mo's fingertips was immediately felt by instinct!

Ouch——! "I'll go with you!"

Yan Mo flicked his fingertips, and the huge strange armored beast let out an extremely comfortable and dull cry. Its body also changed a little in an instant, and a bulge similar to a horn appeared on its forehead.

When the other warriors saw that the effect was so obvious, why did they hesitate to grab the candy?

Roar! "Add me one!"

Woohoo! "I am coming too.

Moo! "Let's go together, let's go together!"

Well, in the end the entire military battalion rebelled and followed Yan Mo.

Yan Mo promised them that as long as he returned to Jiuyuan, he would give them candies.

The people of the Bianxi tribe looked on with envy, and Yan Mo said casually: Jiuyuan has many rewards, and as long as you have merit, you will be rewarded. "

So this energy will also be one of the rewards? The Bianxi people were inspired. Now they not only want to escape, but they are also thinking: maybe joining Jiuyuan and becoming a complete part of Jiuyuan is also a good thing?

Yan Mo moved too fast. In the end, the first few slaves who came out to notify were much slower than Yan Mo and the others because of the wind and snow.

Qi Yuan simply asked them to lead the team to bring the slaves and rebellious warriors along the way to the gathering place designated by Yan Mo.

Yan Mo didn't point blindly at the gathering place. He turned invisible and floated above to take a look. It was almost the center of the slave camp. The venue was also large and could accommodate many people.

The slaves who were gathered together were happy and uneasy at the same time.

Everyone was silent and didn't dare to make a sound, but waiting was the most torturous thing. Finally, someone couldn't help asking: Is the priest going to take us out? Is there anyone outside to help? We, we..." How many people will die?

The last question is what this slave wants to ask the most.

It would be best if you could escape, but what if you couldn't? It's better to stay.

There are many slaves who think this way.

Some people are worried, can we escape? I'm going to freeze to death standing here. Maybe we'll freeze to death before we can escape. "

I heard people say that Jiuyuan camp is far away from us. Can we walk there? "

Did the people from Jiuyuan rescue us to make us fight for them? "