In the heavy snow, more than twenty children hid in a small cottage on a manor, which was left by a wealthy businessman who was executed by Xia Lan.
This slave owner who provided miners for the coal mine was the first to lead a sit-in protest at the City Lord's Mansion, and was also one of the first to be sent to the gallows by Xia Lan.
Listening to the dozen or so new residents outside discussing turning the lawn outside into a vegetable garden and growing some fruit, the children hiding in the house showed longing in their eyes.
They also want to have their own home where they can grow vegetables in the spring, have shade in the summer, harvest in the autumn, and not suffer from the cold in the winter.
Only the leader Green had a cold look in his eyes. The cold wind from the crack in the door blew on his small and thin body, and his young face was full of tension and solemnity.
Discovered!
Seeing the two soldiers approaching their position quietly, Green knew he was exposed.
"Bang!"
The door suddenly opened and a nimble and thin figure rushed out. When he had half-drawn his sword, he saw that it was a boy about twelve years old and was obviously stunned.
But when his companions saw that the man was holding a dagger, they swung their swords at the man without hesitation.
"Su Wen, don't!"
But it was too late. The blue-patterned heavy sword was fast, accurate and fierce, and Su Wen displayed even greater strength than in training.
Hiss~
The young man dodged the heavy sword with incredible agility, and the dagger in his hand made a harsh friction sound against Su Wen's armor.
Bang
Su Wen turned his sword and slashed upwards, but was blocked by Green's counter-cut dagger, and used the force to flip over the heads of the two men.
whoosh!
A handful of quicklime was thrown out from Green's hand while he was in the air, instantly covering Cai Wei and Su Wen.
When the two men subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands, the dagger in Green's hand shot out and stabbed Su Wen's throat.
Ding~
The dagger was less than half an inch away from Su Wen when it was knocked down by a flying stone. Before Green landed on the ground, another stone hit his neck. Green lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground and fainted.
The unconscious Green's face was full of resentment. Three years ago, a kind-hearted nobleman took his brother away in the name of taking in an orphan. He was delighted and thought that his brother would live a life without worries about food and clothing.
But it turned out that he just took a fancy to his brother's talent and wanted to transfer it to his own child through witchcraft.
In the darkness, Green seemed to see the cold corpse thrown into the stinking ditch again. It was his six-year-old brother. This time, he had failed to protect the person behind him. Perhaps there would be twenty more young corpses in the stinking ditch...
"Captain Dan Lei!"
Dan Lei's face darkened as he grabbed Cai Wei and roared, "Why did you stop just now? Do you know that the first casualties of the Duolun Legion on Lovik Island were caused by your soft-heartedness? If you don't want to be a legionnaire, go back and be a militiaman farming."
Cai Wei lowered his head and said shamefully, "I'm sorry."
"Tell it to Su Wen who was almost harmed by you!"
Leaving the two behind, Dan Lei carried the unconscious boy and asked the people in the manor to help him take the child hiding in the house to a place where orphans were housed.
Su Wen patted Caituo, who looked guilty, and said nonchalantly: "I don't blame you. Don't hold back in the next fight, or you'll be the one to die."
He gathered up the scattered papers and turned to say, "Let's first ask Commander Wodek how to spell 'table,' even though he's the commander of the Silver Deer Legion."
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In the coal mine, Tomensven stood still like a log, while the new miners in chains were being fed unknown potions by the puppets he controlled.
The captured pharmacists stood respectfully behind an officer with a burned face, preparing the potion, not daring to make the slightest movement.
"Captain Solomon, isn't this going too far?"
A young officer saw the struggling miners and showed a look of pity on his face.
"You, these potions were developed under the instruction of these people. It's just that it's their turn to drink the potion now. What's wrong with that?"
There was no sympathy on Solomon's burned face. These guys who were drugged were sent here by His Majesty only because it was more valuable to be alive, not because they should not die.
"Can……"
Seeing that the young man was still a little reluctant, Solomon patted him on the shoulder and said, "You, do you know why the third person you selected is the platoon leader, and I am the company commander?"
Seeing the young man shook his head, Solomon patiently explained: "It's because you are too soft-hearted. When your heart is like mine, always as cold as stone in the face of the enemy, you will become a true warrior."
You scratched his hair shyly, "Captain, you are the man who has witnessed the Call of the Wind with His Majesty. I can't compare."
Yu's brother was in the Blackwater Fleet. Before following Kanepal eastward, he took him to kneel in the Temple of Truth and prayed for a night, hoping that he would not encounter the Call of the Wind. This also made him have more respect for old man Faox who had crossed the Call of the Wind.
"The Call of the Wind is just that, just a bigger storm."
Solomon was just a wanderer in Sea Dragon City. He always heard bards talk about how terrible the Call of the Wind was. He had experienced it once with Xia Lan and it was just like that. It was not as scary as the White Wave Island where people were burned into firemen by Brandy and the Nine Demon Fleet rushing towards him.
"ah!"
As he was speaking, a scream of pain was heard. The person who drank the potion suddenly felt full of energy and seemed to have endless strength. He picked up a shovel and rushed into the mine with red eyes to start digging.
These people used to be minions of big businessmen or coal merchants in the city, and they still have some strength, but in front of the epic Tomengzven, they must be obedient if they want to live a few more days.
These potions are equivalent to stimulants, but they consume vitality. In the past, some of them were responsible for feeding the miners with drugs, but after the miners went on vacation, these substitutes became the people they had once enslaved.
"Thank you for your help, Goddess Tomengzven."
Solomon brought You to pay his respects to Tomensven, but the Son of God did not respond and still stood there like a piece of wood. However, everyone was used to it.
After Vina Liwen led the Knights of Judgment of the Church of Knowledge to help Xia Lan occupy the north-central Baltic Sea, he took the Goblin No. 3 to Bai Shi Island to pay attention to Zilaner Island, leaving only Tomengzwen and several goblin puppeteers of the Church of Knowledge.
Solomon is now the person in charge of the mine. There are not only captured soldiers in the mine, but also more than thirty mages waving their staffs to dig coal, and the efficiency is several times faster than before.
"It's still too slow. These guys are too cautious and are still conserving their energy.
Separate the people of different realms, and give the person with the lowest output in each realm group a hundred lashes!"
When You heard Solomon's words, he was obviously stunned, but he immediately went to carry out the order.
"yes!"
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