Chapter 67 Tragic Slavery

In a forest near the border of the Holy Empire, a group of human beings with swords and long guns are slowly moving forward. They walk and stop, as if they are carefully searching for something.

"Baker, you take ten people to the left, Lyle, you take ten people to the right, be careful of the traps laid by the elves, search forward, and you will find the elf village in a while." A strong man whispered his order.

Yes, this is a human slave looting team stationed next to the elf forest all year round. They are a group of outlaws and mercenaries who make a living by robbing the elves and returning to sell them. They risk their lives to enter the elf forest, avoid patrols, break into the elf village, and capture elf civilians.

Their profession is to burn, kill and loot, and they are also proud of it. They have tasted delicious elf wine, ** beautiful and kind elf girls, and killed several powerful elf border guards, all of which are the capital they boasted when they squandered in pubs.

It is proud that they have never been bumped into by the elf patrol, which also makes them famous among the slave plunderers in this area. Their slave plunders know a large slave owner nearby, so they have fixed elf slave sales, because of the secretly indulgence of the Holy Empire and some local officials. Zhaofu, so the life of their slave plunder has always been very good.

This time they were bolder and gathered more than 100 people to steal a larger elf village deeper into the woods. They decided to do a big deal and then enjoy themselves for a while. The group carefully groped forward, and there was only the sound of clothes scratching the branches around them.

Suddenly, there was a shout in front of him: "Humans, die!" Then, many elf border patrol soldiers attacked from all directions like ghosts. The bow and arrow roared through the bushes and nailed the overwhelmed human robbers to the trunk.

Seeing a branch beaten by a bow and arrow flying through his ear, it madetus feel a cool breath reaching the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He turned around and ran without saying anything. As he ran, he reminded his companions loudly: "Run, elf patrol, if you don't run, you will die."

Under his shout, these usually fierce desperadoes quickly threw away their weapons and turned to flee towards the border of the Elf Forest. Soon there was a scene in the woods: the human slave plunder fled back like crazy, and the elf patrol followed closely.

I don't know how long I ran. Anyway, I ran to the end of the woods, saw the farmhouses and houses in the human world, and then ran under the wall of the border city.

All the way to the more prosperous border town of the human world, these elves gave up chasing, and the humans who escaped from the sky found that there were only 30 people left in the vast team of more than 100 people when they set out.

If someone among them can predict the future, they will know that this is only the beginning of their tragic day.

Soon they returned to their base - the border town behind them. They set out here yesterday morning to replenish water and food; now that they have lost all their heavy weight, they have to return here again to find some like-minded fugitives and mercenaries to supplement their personnel.

Several slave plunderers nearby know that if you want to replenish the soldiers, you have to go to the good luck bar in the city, where almost all the exiles and mercenaries gather nearby.

The depressed Tes took several of his men to the Good Luck Bar, while the other survivors returned directly to their stronghold in the city.

Entering the famous good luck pub, Tes and several of his men habitually ordered a few glasses of wheat wine and drank them to celebrate the rest of their lives after the disaster. After a few glasses of wine, Tes took two hands down to the toilet and ordered those who didn't want to go to recruit people. They had just entered the toilet in the back, and the remaining men had just When the slave plunder team was beckoning, a group of soldiers of the Holy Empire rushed in and asked loudly, "I was ordered to come to arrest the slave plunder team. There are many rewards for the news!"

Then, under the identification of several clergy, they grabbed the people who were shouting to recruit members of the slave looting team. When the three people came out of the toilet, they saw several of their men being fiercely escorted by the soldiers and driven out of the bar door.

Tes and others, who were scared into a cold sweat, hurriedly hid into the toilet and waited until the soldiers outside withdrew one after another before they came out and escaped through the back door.

The frightened Tes and the two men quickly ran back to the base camp of his slave plunder, which was a small yard in the city. It was usually inconspicuous. They wanted to go there to clean up the soft and then ran away quickly.

As a result, when the three returned to the yard, they saw that the door had been knocked open. Several people carefully observed for a long time and confirmed that there was no ambush. Then they slowly touched the yard. As soon as they entered the yard, they found that things were scattered everywhere, and valuable things were looted. In the middle of the yard, an old lady was cleaning up the damaged rags little by little.

"Servant, what's the matter? Why is the person we came back first not here?" Tes hurried forward and asked.

"Mr. Tes, the city guard came just now. They said that this is the stronghold of the slave looting team. They showed a penalty order and took away everything that could be taken away. Look, there are still a few piles of blood over there. The people who came back first still wanted to resist. They were cut and tied up and taken away. Those city guards are so fierce."

"City Guard? Why did the city guard suddenly mind this matter? How did they decide that this was the place of the slave looting team? Tes felt that his brain was a little confused, and he couldn't figure out many things.

"It's the clergyman who usually comes as a guest. He brought troops and asked me to leave a message for you to run quickly. He said that the army is also checking the slave team. If he is caught, he will die. He is also ordered to act, and I can't remember if there are more." After saying that, the old lady lowered her head and picked up the rags on the ground.

"Big boss, what should we do?" A man's six godless asked.

"Hurry up and pack up and bring a few sets of clothes. Let's go quickly. It seems that the Holy Empire is not pretending this time. They really captured the looting team. Let's change our identity and go quickly. I still have dozens of gold tickets of gold coins on us for a while. Let's go quickly." After saying that, he rushed into his room and took out more than a dozen gold coins and a gold ticket from under a floor tile. He packed up a few clothes and went out to meet two of his men who had also packed up. The three stopped caring about the servant and the old lady and ran out of the city in a hurry.

Half an hour later, in the woods outside the city, several masked strong men wiped the long sword in their hands and said angrily, "Well, I thought it was a few powerful characters who ran so fast. It turned out to be a few straw bags. There were only dozens of gold coins in the bag, poor man."

Another cold-faced handsome man was not masked, which made him look very special in this group. He didn't say anything, but looked coldly at the three slowly cold bodies on the ground.

There was unwillingness on his face, and his twisted eyebrows showed the pain he had suffered. The wounds left by the long sword in his throat were still bleeding from time to time. The other one was a little far away from here. It seemed that he wanted to escape, but there were dozens of sword wounds behind him. It was estimated that someone had escaped. To catch up with the results.

Confirmed that several people had died and took away the valuable items from these bodies. The talking man said again, "Sent us divine punishment to eliminate the slave team. It's really useless."

The handsome man who didn't speak looked at him coldly and said in a hoarse voice, "Shut up."