Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

With the muddy smell, feces, and rotten food in the muddy air, when Corleone opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in this cold and humid cell. The stench was even worse than a pigsty. .

　　 There were dozens of teenagers who stayed in the cell with him, all unclothed like him, eyes full of fear and helplessness.

Corleone stood up and recalled the warmth of the home, the poor but warm home, with the kind eyes of his mother, the figure of his father working in the fields, and his brave and somewhat reckless brother, and the timid and fearful. younger sister.

Then painful memories took over his mind. That night when the north wind was blowing, a group of **** robbers, or more accurately the slave traps, attacked their small village, burning straw huts, and the neighing of livestock. , The wailing of the villagers, and the tears on the sister's face in the last memory.

His father was an honest farmer. When his family’s lives were threatened, he bravely took a pitchfork and faced these bastards, but the miracle did not happen. All the villagers who dared to resist were killed. His father was shot through his chest with a sharp arrow.

At that moment he felt as if the sky had fallen, he lost his perception of the outside world, he could not hear any sound, he wanted to scream but made no sound, as if a huge rock was pressing on him. His chest was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and then the remaining villagers were handcuffed, like a group of cattle and sheep being driven to the market.

　　 His brother and some villagers left yesterday morning to sell wheat in the market next door, and thus escaped, but his mother, sister and him were all taken away.

　　 Why did all this unfortunately happen to them? They are just honest farmers who pay taxes to the nobles on time, but where is their noble lord at this time?

　　 I didn't see any team to rescue these poor people along the way. After dozens of days of trekking, their team grew stronger, and several small villages were attacked.

The leader of this slave hunting team is an ugly and fierce-looking bald man with a long scar on his bald head. He often beats and scolds these villagers loudly. His eyes look like in the forest. The wolf is greedy and cruel.

He has close to hundreds of people, including some non-human races. Corleone heard the village chief told stories about those non-human races, such as pointed-eared elves, tall and strong orcs, short-headed dwarves, etc., Qianqi Eight monsters.

　　There are several black ratman crossbowmen and a jackal warrior in the slave hunting team, and the looks are so daunting.

They were taken to a town that is extremely large for Corleone. After all, Corleone has never walked out of his small village. This small town is a huge monster to him, and the streets are crowded and bustling, but They were soon taken to a prison where slaves were kept.

　　 His mother and sister were separated from him, and the price of female slaves in the market was often more expensive, especially for women with good-looking looks.

　　 During the few days in the cell, the painful memories kept rolling in his mind. He never had a good night's sleep and was constantly awakened by nightmares.

　　 There are some adult men detained across from his cell, some of them are villagers in their village, and all of them have a desperate and numb look on their faces.

After the fifth day, Corleone and many of his slaves were guarded and rushed to an empty square. When the sun was about to go down, the square was full of people. Some of them were gorgeously dressed and had big bellies. They looked like The noble lords who had been to their villages, and some women were graceful, wearing veils, and wearing extremely explicit clothes.

　　 In addition, there are many soldiers wearing black armor and holding spears on both sides to maintain discipline to prevent their slaves from escaping.

　　 Then a fat man who looked like a ball walked onto the wooden platform that had just been erected, not knowing whether the wooden boards could bear his weight.

He said with a strange tone: "Dear Ancestors and ladies, today the Hyena Chamber of Commerce will auction off a group of high-quality slaves. Some of them are farmers who are good at farming, some are craftsmen with ingenuity, and many beautiful ones. Girls, as well as all kinds of inhuman races, I hope everyone can join in."

At the beginning, dozens of older men were caught up to the stage. They were all farmers. Among them were a few villagers that Corleone knew. However, the crowd below didn't seem interested in this. Few people offered to bid. It was bought by a farmer for 3 gold coins.

　　 Then it was Corleone's turn and the group of teenagers were chased onto the stage. The crowd below was a little excited. Many people were very interested in these immature-faced teenagers on stage to satisfy their evil desires.

　　 But Corleone was not selected because of his ordinary appearance. He was relieved and thought he had escaped, but what he didn't expect was that a more tragic situation was waiting for him.

Next, a large number of slaves were sold. Corleone also saw a gray-skinned tall giant who was stabbed with several iron rods forcibly on the body of the giant. Chained to control this big guy, his price is also close to the highest in the audience, selling 3,200 gold coins.

Among them, the most valuable slave was a human female. She looked fragile, but the fat man yelled about his magical talent. The crowd underneath was suddenly excited. The illusion of restraint was broken. Between these gorgeously dressed people Quarrel with each other, and even the people's congress.

　　 Finally, this human girl was bought by a female nobleman at a high price of 4000 gold coins.

Corleone was taken away by a bald old nobleman as a gift. This nobleman bought hundreds of sturdy men because he runs several mines and he needs a lot of Miners, after all, the life span of miners was too short, and they would consume a batch in a few years. Corleone fell into the hands of this noble master named Marcus because no one cared about it.

　　 They were once again shackled with their hands and ankles, and they were taken away from the territory of Master Markus.

　　On the gorgeous carriage, the bald old nobleman was chatting with the young woman sitting opposite.

　　 "Little Annie, you have to be considerate of your father, because the income of the mine has not been very good recently, so your pocket money is temporarily halved."

"How can it work! Look at the ladies of the Val and Sinaro family. They are all wearing the latest dresses. They are all wearing the latest jewelry from the Baolai Jewelry Store. What about me?" The girl muttered. He opened his mouth and his eyes were red.

　　 "My clothes are from the last quarter, how can I go out? I'm afraid they will laugh to death."

　　 "My dear little baby, I am very sorry, but now is a very time, when our income returns to normal, I promise to give you more pocket money."

　　 "Hmph, if you don't give it to me now, then I can only ask my mother, and let others know that you, a Zion master, have no money to buy clothes for your daughter." After that, she rolled her eyes.

　　 Markas quickly comforted his baby daughter and said to her: "Fine, I will let these mines increase mining when I go back, and I promise to give you enough pocket money at the end of this month. What do you think?"

　　 "Huh, it's almost the same." After that, the girl kissed his father's cheek softly.

　　The sand and dust brought up by the huge team are flying, what kind of fate is waiting for Corleone in front of him?