Log in to the farming game in advance

Chapter 21 Freeing the Slaves
In the middle of the night, in the dead of night, only the sound of insects chirping in my ears.

On the outskirts of Morning Glory Town, there is a very large farm. It is Martin's slave farm, and the slaves usually work on the farm.

After most of the slaves in the town were sold, Martin took some good-looking slaves from the farm and sent them to the slave market in the town.

Therefore, the place where Martin raised his slaves was his large farm, surrounded by walls made of mud bricks. During the day, the slaves were put into the farm to work, and at night they were locked in cells.

The place where the slaves live is a small shed with straw mats. They usually rely on these simple things to keep out the wind and rain.

A group of female cat tribesmen hid in the grass and said nothing.

The scale of Natasha's actions was far more shocking than what she said. Within 10 minutes after Windsor and their sisters arrived, they saw a flash of fire in the cowshed.

"Windsor, am I not mistaken, is that fire?"

"That's right, that's the fire. They should have set it on fire."

"Sure enough, it's a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, otherwise it would be impossible to set fire."

Kelly's heart was pounding, and she had a premonition that tomorrow's Morning Glory Town would be agitated.

"Lion soldiers are the most ferocious group. Gathering a hundred lion soldiers can tear thousands of slaves alive. If slaves want to escape, creating a fire is the best way." Windsor looked at the dancing flames in the distance, silently for the assassin The group's actions are explained.

At this time, the fire became bigger, and the fire at the bottom of the shed climbed up to the top of the shed, and the fire was billowing, illuminating the sleepless night and alarming the lion clan orcs on the farm.

A few seconds later, she heard bursts of shouts, including the voices of cat clan, lion clan, rabbit clan, fox clan, kobold clan, pig people and other clans.

As the largest slave base in Morning Glory Town, orc slaves of more than a dozen races gathered here.

Like kobolds and pigs, they have very good ability to fight alone. Liberating them will make the scene more chaotic.

"Moo!" The cow roared loudly.

"It's a Tauren slave!" Windsor was also surprised when he heard the Tauren's voice.

The tauren are stronger than the kobolds. They have rough skin and thick flesh, and they are infinitely powerful. Each tauren punches down and directly blows the heads of other orcs, or smashes the enemy's sternum, and dies of chest cracking.

In terms of single-challenge fighting ability, the tauren family is the first echelon of warriors.

Of course, God is fair, and the tauren's reproductive ability is not strong. It is said that the neighbor of the lion heart country is the country of the tauren, but the population of the tauren is not as large as that of the lion heart country, otherwise the entire land of the orcs would have been unified by the tauren.

"I thought they would release the slaves secretly. I didn't expect them to make such a big fuss. What should we do now?" Kelly couldn't make up her mind, so she could only put the decision-making power on Windsor.

Windsor is their eldest sister. She has made correct decisions in several slum cleansing campaigns, protected every cat slave orc from the cleansing, and has not lost a single person so far. Everyone's trust in Windsor is growing day by day.

"Well, send twenty sisters back to Morning Glory Town to monitor the situation in the town, and send information if there is any trouble."

"We continue to guard outside. If a cat slave escapes, we are responsible for taking care of the cat slave, leaving other slaves alone."

"Yes!"

This time, Windsor chose to believe in Natasha of the Great Iron Village.

But the question in her heart was even heavier, why wasn't a woman like her sold into a cat slave?

Maybe there are new changes in the big iron village?
……

The sun rises from the horizon, and the people of Morning Glory Town have not yet learned of the changes in the suburban farms.

It was not until some farmers passed by the farm that they saw the burned huts and dirty footprints all over the place.

Martin's slave farm was destroyed overnight!
Terrible, the old farmers passing by didn't know what happened, and the fire of gossip was burning, so they brought a few old acquaintances to watch silently.

The brave even went in and found blood on the ground at the scene of the fire, but no dead bodies.

Maybe it was burned up, or maybe it was eaten by slaves, everyone secretly speculated.

Since these farmers were not from Martin, they still had heavy farm work to do, so they hurried back to their fields after ten minutes of on-site observation to continue farming.

This caused the news of the destruction of Martin's slave farm to spread very slowly. It was not until two or three hours later that Martin, who was in Morning Glory Town, knew that his slave farm was gone and burned to the ground by a fire.

"How is it possible, my farm was burned down?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it. Could it be that the lion mercenaries I hired for fifty copper coins a month are all fake!"

The lion orc Martin's big beard trembled with anger, his two big nostrils breathed out, and his eyes were fierce. He immediately asked his servants to arrange a fast horse, and he wanted to rush to the suburbs as soon as possible.

Ten minutes later, Martin on a fast horse arrived at the scene, looking at the gray ruins in front of him, with red eyes, raised his head and roared, "Ah—"

"Check it out for me, let me know who did it, and let him die!" Martin angrily roared at the dozen or so Lion Clan soldiers next to him.

In Martin's opinion, there are a hundred Lion Clan soldiers on the slave farm. If there is a fire, they will definitely be able to put out the fire, or drive the slaves to put out the fire.

"Those slaves have all run away. There are more than 1000 slaves. They must not be able to hide them. Find them out for me and bring them back one by one!"

"Yes, my lord!" The Lion Clan soldier answered bravely.

There are many footprints at the scene, and their footprints collectively face south, and the south is farmland.

You must know that most of the slaves usually eat pig food, and only slaves who look good can have nutritious meals. If they are picky eaters, they are certainly not picky as slaves.

Further south of the farmland territory is the valley, where there are large areas of dense forest and wild game, so as long as the slaves flee to the south with all their strength, they can survive by eating wild fruits and drinking stream water along the way.

It was also at this time that people in the streets and alleys of Morning Glory Town also knew that Martin's slave farm had been burned to the ground, and all the slaves were gone.

"Have you heard, Martin said that all the footprints on the ground lead to the south, and these slaves have all run away, how courageous they are!"

"The mayor has been persuaded by Martin and sent a team of 200 lion cavalry to pursue quickly."

"Tell me, which force wants to engage Martin?"

"Martin has a lot of creditors, it's hard to guess."

While the underground rats were talking, Windsor and the others were waiting for Natasha's second cooperation in a small dark room.

(End of this chapter)