Chapter 305

"Can the Chosen One grant it?" Field hesitated for a moment and denied, "If Baron Fengyou has the ability to grant the Chosen One, he would be killed instantly like a dead dog."

After the woman finished speaking, she arrogantly tore off her clothes and shouted with a fearless look: "I will be reborn in blood. Death to us is just a true embrace of God."

The captured people around them all showed fanatic expressions, threw off their clothes, knelt on the ground and muttered.

"That's enough, this wave of tribute to the City of Slaughter is it?"

Field was not infected by their fanaticism at all. No matter how fanatical they were, could they be as fanatical as corpses?

"However, the influence of the Shadow World Sect has already penetrated into every aspect of the empire." Rubbing his chin, Field secretly raised his guard and said, "It seems that I have to be more careful when dealing with people in the future. There are definitely not a few crazy people in the current empire."

"As for what the Shadow World Sect is doing, forget it. Knowing too much will make me unhappy. I'm too lazy to think about it." Field shook his head and threw away his mixed thoughts. "Let's go to the underground of Fengyou Territory. That's the focus of the city."

"Sir, what should we do with these perverts?" Newt hated the man-eating lunatics so much that he wanted to rush up to them on the spot and explode with them directly. "If they stay, they will be a disaster."

This is no longer an ordinary lord, and he must strike hard!

"I will deal with it. Stay rational." Field said seriously, "Now, let's go to the underground of the castle first."

With Tisifa watching over the lords in the air, there is no need to worry about them running away.

Through the small map, Field could see that there were a lot of marks of living people underground in Fengyou Castle. Judging from the number and density, they should not be the subjects.

"Why are there so many caves in this place? It's not the underground of the empire, and there is an underground city. What do the imperial officials do for a living?"

Field complained, led the soldiers into the castle, and found a broken wall.

"Ahem, it's this smell again, so stinky, there must be a lot of people dead inside."

Opening his eyes that were reddened by the stench, Field squinted and saw the dark and rugged stone walls. The humid environment allowed moss to grow wantonly. Miserable wails mixed in the wind and surged together.

"Is this a hollowed-out mountain? There must be something extraordinary inside."

Soon after entering the cave, the view suddenly became clear.

A large sea of ​​skeletons, not the snow-white skeletons in movies and TV dramas, but red skeletons stained with disgusting plasma, like a living person being melted. The peregrine falcon was foraging in it, pecking at the remaining meat on the skeletons from time to time.

"Damn it."

Field's scalp was numb.

The wind was blowing, like hell, but fortunately there was a large iron cage nearby, which held many living people.

In the underground cave full of skeletons, Field found the imprisoned travelers and slaves. Including the survivors found in the city, there were only more than a hundred people alive.

"No wonder the price of slaves is soaring. It turns out that this is the cause of the rebellion."

Field was almost mad. Why did these nobles kill people at will? You know, a qualified labor force is very valuable.

After confirming that the prisoners were all innocent people who were kidnapped, Field asked the soldiers to release them.

"Thank you for your kindness and bravery!"

Two fat men dressed as merchants rushed over and cried with tears in their eyes: "Sir, we came to do fur business, but we didn't expect that the devil's minions, the shameless scum of the empire, almost skinned us and made soup."

"It's okay now." Field comforted kindly.

"Then can we leave?" The merchant looked at him expectantly.

"Of course not." Field was happy, "You are my captives now, and you are already slaves in my territory. Go back to work. Don't worry, I won't skin you alive. As long as you behave well, I will soon restore your original status."

The people imprisoned here are all talented people. Many of them are hunters, merchants and travelers. Now that there are fewer and fewer slaves, it's just right to catch them and go back to work.

"Ah?"

Everyone was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and only a few people suddenly cheered.

Following the sound, there were actually relatives of the soldiers of Night Leader. They hugged several lucky soldiers directly and expressed their longing. Unfortunately, there were very few of them, and most of the soldiers' relatives were no longer there.

"Huh~ It's a blessing in disguise." Field shook his head helplessly.

A soldier pulled his son and ran over to greet Field. He was shaking with excitement and joy: "Sir, this is my son Yangmao, this clever boy, who was not eaten immediately because he knew how to raise hawks."

"Dear Sir Field, Yangmao greets you.An, please allow me to wipe the dust off your boots. "

The young man who had just reached adulthood in front of him knelt down neatly and wiped Field's boots with his hands.

Field didn't like this, but in order to give these people who had been frightened a reassurance, Field chose to accept the courtesy, nodded and smiled: "Very good, the Night Territory is in need of skilled people, you will have a place."

Everyone was relieved to see that Field was not cruel, and knelt down to thank Field for saving their lives.

Be a slave, then be a slave, it's better than being skinned directly and thrown into the pot to eat.

"By the way, my lord, I must report something to you." Mao Mao showed a look of fear in his eyes, and added, "The people of Fengyou Territory are not complete victims. In fact, long before the baron issued the robbery order, they often killed travelers to obtain property."

"Well, I know, don't worry, I will give them the trial they deserve. "

Field was full of murderous intent.

Newt was not so lucky. He did not find his family. He only found his mother's relic, a copper ring, in the pile of skeletons. He could only sit on the ground and shed tears silently.

"You have done very well. You are their pride." Field looked at the usually strong soldier and said with empathy, "We must live strong and not let more misfortunes befall us."

Newt slowly got up and wiped his tears hard: "I will, sir, I will continue to fight for the Night Lord and for the Baron!"

The soldiers were the same. They were used to death and were not defeated by the bad news.

"You go to collect the property here, give priority to magic props and gems, and then armor and weapons. Take as much as you can and load them all on the car. Be fast."

Field quickly gave orders, and the soldiers collected some relics and left the hellish cave with the newly joined slaves.