The Eastern Wilderness Region is located at the junction of the Gushan Empire and the Gulan Empire. In order to compete for territory, the two empires often broke out in wars, so the Eastern Wilderness Region is very chaotic.

At this moment, in the Eastern Wilderness, a group of slaves whose hands and feet were wrapped in chains were working hard. They were slaves of the Gushan Empire. The Gushan Empire specially transported these tens of thousands of slaves here from the rear, hoping that these slaves would build a city wall in the Eastern Wilderness to effectively protect the territory that had just been snatched from the Gulan Empire.

The Gushan Empire is a slave country. Except for the slave owner of the ruling class, the rest of the country are slaves, and it is difficult to have the chance to turn around. The children born to slaves who combine with each other are still slaves.

There are only two channels for slaves to turn around. The first is that they performed very well and gained the appreciation of the slave owner, so they were taken as a servant by the slave owner. Although they were still servants, they got rid of the identity of slaves. The other is that some of them were very talented and very lucky and were selected by the Taoist temple gate, thus completely getting rid of the identity of slaves. Not only that, once they succeed in their cultivation and serve the empire, they still have the opportunity to become a new slave owner.

Among the two ways to get rid of slave identity, the first method is about a thousand times easier than the second method. Judging from the cases of the Gushan Empire for so many years, hundreds of slaves will get rid of slave identity every year. However, in the two thousand years since the founding of the Gushan Empire, there is only one slave who has got rid of slave identity through the second method.

The slave was talented, talented, and lucky, selected by Yuan Cishan, a Taoist sect, and achieved success in practicing Taoism. Finally, he became a general of the ancient mountain empire, the new slave owner.

Among the many slaves who built the castle, there was a young man named Lin Potian. He looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows and bright eyes. His hands and feet were locked by chains. The chain made a clanging sound while walking. At this moment, he held a stone worth more than 200 kilograms in his hands and walked forward step by step.

After seeing this scene, many slaves around him showed surprise eyes, and then some slaves smiled and joked: "Xiao Potian's strength has increased a lot. If this continues, when he becomes an adult, he will definitely be recognized by the head of the family and become a servant, thus getting rid of his identity as a slave."

Many other slaves who heard this showed envy in their eyes. Many people wanted to get rid of their identity as slaves, because even the slaves themselves found it difficult to identify with their identity, and felt that the identity of slaves was the lowest identity in the world.

Lin Potian heard those words and smiled on his face. For other slaves, becoming a servant is a great honor and can gain a certain amount of power and status. However, for Lin Potian, what he wants is freedom. Therefore, his goal is to become a disciple of the Taoist sect, and then work hard to practice. Then he can become a general of the ancient mountain empire like that legendary slave. This is the clearest goal in his mind; but in Lin Potian's heart, there is a bigger goal, and he dare not say this goal because it is too scary.

Lin Potian's parents, uncles and aunts, and everyone he knew since he was born were sent by senior officials of the Gushan Empire to build a city wall. Therefore, Lin Potian did not feel lonely or scared to carry stones here, but was extremely happy.

When Lin Potian put the stone in his hand on the ground in sweat, he looked up at the blue sky and then greedily breathed the fresh air.

"Potian, you are still young, you must pay attention to your body and not be as heavy as you like." Lin Potian's father looked at him from a distance and said.

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With the efforts of tens of thousands of slaves, the city wall was successfully built in about a month. Of course, this city wall is only nearly four thousand meters long, because there are towering mountains at both ends of the city wall, so there is no need to build the city wall at all. Naturally, the terrain is the best barrier.

In a camp in the distance, there were some people wearing armor gathered, and there seemed to be about two hundred people. These people were lieutenants and generals of the Ancient Mountain Empire and were all cultivators.

At this moment, nearly two hundred lieutenant generals looked at a young man wearing golden armor. The young man exuded an extremely sharp aura, and his eyes exuded a breathtaking power. Even when those lieutenant generals looked at the young man, many people were a little afraid.

The young man was named Luo Chaoyang. Although he was not old, he was indeed the commander of the army. He held the imperial order of the emperor of the Gushan Empire and led 5,000 soldiers and 200 lieutenants to fight against the Gulan Empire.

At the beginning, these two hundred lieutenants would not take it seriously when they saw their commander so young, but as some disobedient thorns were ruthlessly killed by Luo Chaoyang, the rest did not dare to be too presumptuous. Later, Luo Chaoyang led them to use some tricks to defeat the team of 10,000 soldiers of the Gulan Empire.

At this time, the soldiers of the generals and soldiers no longer dared to underestimate Luo Chaoyang, and were also very awe-inspiring, because in the melee with the soldiers of the Gulan Empire, Luo Chaoyang, who was only fifteen years old, killed more than a thousand people. Although he was young, he was very determined to kill, and even veterans who had been through the battlefield were frightened.

"Young Master, the city wall has been successfully built now. How should nearly 80,000 slaves be dealt with?" An old man walked to Luo Chaoyang, who was nearly fifteen years old, and said respectfully.

Hearing this, Luo Chaoyang's eyes looked through the camp and looked at the many slaves resting beside the city wall. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and then said: "The lives of these slaves are worthless and useless. So they sacrificed the city wall with their blood to turn the city wall into a fierce wall. In this way, the guys from the Gulan Empire would never dare to invade easily."

"General, no, although those people are slaves, they did not make any mistakes. If they were killed like this, they might be punished by God." A lieutenant general who seemed more loyal looked at Luo Chaoyang and said anxiously.

"How dare you question my decision!" Luo Chaoyang looked at the lieutenant general with a cold eyes. A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he saw Luo Chaoyang wave his hand and hold the hilt of the sword. A cold light flashed. The lieutenant general who persuaded Luo Chaoyang fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the others did not dare to say anything more. They all respectfully lowered their heads, as if they were afraid that Luo Chaoyang would easily take their lives.

When Luo Chaoyang saw the performance of the others, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Go and do it!".

The soldiers took the execution of military orders as their duty. Since their superiors ordered them to kill 80,000 slaves, they struggled for a moment and then returned to their ruthless state. The remaining 190 lieutenants will lead nearly 5,000 soldiers to start a bloody massacre.

Many slaves were killed before they could react, and their blood was scattered on the city wall, as if they were covered with a red veil.

"Dad, Mom" ​​Lin Potian never thought that there would be relatives who were talking and laughing before, and would be killed in a flash. Before Lin Potian could come out of his parents' death, he saw everyone he knew slumped on the ground powerlessly. Blood gushed out from every slave like a fountain, gathering on the ground, forming a long bloody river.

"I'll fight with you!" Lin Potian attacked a soldier beside him with bare hands. Although the soldier was very ordinary, he was also a first-level warrior. How could Lin Potian, who had no cultivation at all, be able to deal with it.

But what is incredible is that Lin Potian actually snatched the soldier's spear and killed the other party, which surprised the other soldiers. Suddenly another soldier attacked Lin Potian, but he was also killed by Lin Potian.

When Lin Potian killed ten soldiers one after another, the other soldiers felt something was wrong. They thought that the soldiers were careless, so a small slave took advantage of the loophole and lost their lives. Now five soldiers attacked Lin Potian at the same time.

Lin Potian had the courage to move forward because he was angry that his parents and many relatives were killed, so he had the courage to move forward and lucky enough to kill ten people, but this also exhausted all his strength. In addition, his hands and feet were bound by chains, so he was unable to fight against the five soldiers attacking him, and he was about to be killed.

But at this moment, a lieutenant general appeared in front of the five soldiers, blocking their attack, then looked at Lin Potian with a cold expression, and then tied him up with a rope.

About half an hour, all 80,000 slaves, except for Lin Potian, were killed. Their blood flowed wildly, dyeing the city walls red and rendering the ground.

"General, this young man has no cultivation at all, but he killed ten soldiers, which is quite extraordinary. What should he do?" The lieutenant brought Lin Potian to Luo Chaoyang and said respectfully.

Lin Potian's face was covered with blood at this moment, and his clothes were also infected with blood, which looked a little scary, but this was nothing to Luo Chaoyang, who was killing people. He looked at Lin Potian with a slightly curious look, as if he was surprised that he had no cultivation at all, so why did he kill ten soldiers?

"You are lawless and killing people randomly will be punished by God and will not die well." Lin Potian looked at Luo Chaoyang and said hatred.

Luo Chaoyang laughed loudly when he heard this. Then he reached out and patted Lin Potian on the face, and said calmly: "What is heaven? I understand heaven better than you." Then Luo Chaoyang held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and he was about to draw the sword to kill Lin Potian.

"General, this person is covered in blood and extremely dirty. Why do you need the general to do it? Let me kill him for you!" The lieutenant tied to Lin Potian said respectfully.

Luo Chaoyang glanced at the lieutenant general, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "You are so sensible." Then he let go of the hand holding the hilt of the sword.

The lieutenant general understood what Luo Chaoyang meant. He hurriedly dragged Lin Potian to the blood-invaded city wall, then pulled out a scimitar and stabbed Lin Potian's heart.

Lin Potian knew that he would die, so he slowly raised his head and looked at the sky. The chains that bound him collided with each other, making a clanging sound. His eyes were bleeding and tears, and he said eagerly: "I want freedom, eternal freedom."

The lieutenant raised his hand and fell to the ground, and Lin Potian fell weakly, blood flowing.

The blood of 80,000 slaves was completely integrated into the city wall in a mysterious way by Luo Chaoyang. The ordinary city wall turned completely blood-red, which made people frightened when they saw it. After that, Luo Chaoyang and his soldiers left, leaving only 80,000 corpses.
Chapter completed!