Veins popped out on his forehead, as if he could no longer endure it.

These people reached a consensus, and the last bit of hesitation completely disappeared.

A raging fire of resistance is burning in everyone's chest.

“Done!”

"Just do it!"

"By the way, should we bring the others along?"

After all, there is strength in numbers, and they also want more help so that they can be more confident.

Fighting is not about committing suicide, but about turning disadvantages into advantages.

This is the real struggle.

As these people made up their minds, blood rushed to their heads.

Everyone's face was red.

"kill!"

They roared angrily and grabbed Mr. Shumu's carpenter's axe.

"Let's fight them!"

Then there was another louder roar!

Trying to wake up the other slaves' attention!

Unfortunately, most people remain indifferent.

Only a small number of people's eyes lit up and silently grabbed the carpenter's axe, but they did not stand up.

The number of these corresponding people is less than one-tenth of all slaves.

There are only a few dozen people.

Those people sighed silently.

I'm afraid I'm going to die here today!

Suddenly, his momentum subsided a lot.

However, their previous actions had already attracted the attention of those slave leaders.

The slave leaders all put down their chopsticks and put the whips on their belts.

He ran towards the group of slave leaders with a menacing look in his eyes, his eyes flashing with cruelty.

These damned untouchables actually dared to cause trouble! How audacious!

"Brothers, let's fight!"

"Here we work day and night, don't have enough to eat, and are beaten and whipped!"

"This kind of life will ultimately lead to death, and a very painful death at that!"

"Fight! Fight for a chance of survival!"

"There are only a little over a hundred of them. Kill them all and we can escape!"

These people began to shout very hard!

This time, more people took action.

One third of the slaves were persuaded.

The slaves grabbed their carpenter's axes and chisels, ready to fight.

The remaining two-thirds didn't dare to move at all.

They just huddled together.

Dare not move.

Those who took the lead in the protest shook their heads.

But now, there are more than two hundred slaves willing to fight.

They now have the confidence to fight against the slave leader, but they must end the battle quickly.

Otherwise it won’t take long.

Someone from the county town will come to help.

Zong Shen saw this scene and finally nodded.

This is the power of resistance!

Can trigger a chain reaction.

Unfortunately, the remaining two-thirds of their hearts have become completely hardened.

Lost all fighting spirit.

A person without fighting spirit cannot awaken his inner self.

Zong Shen held his chin, summarizing and reflecting.

Those slave leaders were like tigers and wolves, and they were used to looking down on these slaves.

Now that he saw that one-third of the slaves wanted to fight, he was not afraid, but became even more angry.

There had been slave protests before.

However, these slaves usually lacked food and clothing and had to work for long periods of time.

His physical condition was very bad, almost to the point of being fragile.

They are no match for these strong slave leaders.

It's very easy to kill them all!

This is their privilege as slave leaders!

Anyone who dares to participate in the protest will, even if not beaten to death, have their limbs broken and be thrown to feed the dogs!

This is a very sad ending!