Slaves are always treated the worst.

The more than 20,000 slaves on the island can only eat one meal a day, and the amount is not enough, not to mention the taste of the food.

Even the former patriarch Miye received the same amount of food as other slaves every day.

In the past, some slaves were grateful to Miye for being wise and generous when he was the patriarch, and were willing to share the food with Miye, but they were all rejected by Miye. As time went by, everyone gradually forgot that Miye was the patriarch, and now no one would propose to give Miye food.

Under the scorching sun overhead, Miye got today's food, which was a sparse bowl of corn noodle soup mixed with a green wild vegetable. Miye lifted the bowl and drank the soup with a swipe of his neck, alleviating the hunger in his abdomen and barely reaching a state of half fullness.

Miye stuffed the precious iron bowl into the package beside him, raised his hand and wiped the remaining soup residue from his mouth. He stood on a low hillside and looked around. Those "magic soldiers" were talking and laughing or beating slaves, and most of his compatriots were squatting on the ground to drink soup.

Before the arrival of these "magic soldiers", the tribesmen on the island lived a simple and happy life. They planted in spring and harvested in autumn, raised livestock in captivity, and had no worries about food and clothing. Young lads will confess to their beloved girl, bond into a family, have offspring, and give the island new hope. Occasionally, the island will be attacked by sea monsters, and some clansmen will die. At that time, everyone will gather together for a solemn burial ceremony, and the relatives of the deceased will leave tears of grief.

Whether it is planting or harvesting, life or death, they are all worthy of kneeling on the ground to thank the gods, because the joy and sorrow that God bestows on them are equal, and this is enough.

But after the arrival of the "magic soldier", the original life on the island was broken. The magical soldiers arbitrarily invaded the women on the island, and they did not perform marriage ceremonies. Even if those women were pregnant, they would not recognize them as wives. The islanders have been deprived of the right to plant, and can only grow the most basic food. The rest of the time they have to work in the pits and dig out those "glowing stones". Almost all the islanders have no time to rest and can only work day and night. There are many people who did not die in the mouths of sea monsters or diseases, but died of exhaustion in the mines.

It's all like a nightmare that has swept across the island, taking away the happiness of all the islanders.

Through yesterday's contact with "God St.", Miye woke up to a truth - these people are not magic soldiers! But the devil!

In order to drive away the demons and restore the happy life of the past, Miye decides to do something.

Miye went to leave with the soldiers of Ankara, claiming to go to the toilet. After getting permission, he walked through the valley, passing the tribesmen next to each other.

With so many slaves, it is natural to divide them into many groups and subject them to fixed jurisdiction. Each group is run by a part of the soldiers, and under this, there is also an existence similar to the "group leader" among the slaves. Once intelligent beings live in groups, they will naturally elect a leader.

If Miye wants to launch a mutiny, he must contact the team leaders of each team.

He found the nearest team leader, sat next to the other party, and lowered his voice to express his intention.

The team leader's eyes widened in shock after hearing this, put down the bowl in his hand, and discouraged: "We can't fight against the divine soldiers. The divine soldiers have weapons of God in their hands, and we are not opponents at all. We will be chased by the light. Consumed by the flames, you will be punished by the gods after death."

"They are not gods! I do not admit that they are gods, there is no such cruel **** in the world, think about how they treat us, they are demons! We should take up the weapons in our hands, whether it is sticks or stones, all Hit them hard in the head." Miye's voice was low, but full of strength, he had been oppressed for too long and could no longer bear it.

"God! You are crazy, we can't challenge God, we will be punished, and we will all die." The team leader shook his head.

"It would be better to die if it goes on like this. Think about the women and children who have endured hardship, think about the people who have died in the past few years, and think about the life we ​​have lived in the past." Miye held the shoulders of his family, "This is a A holy war, the true gods of heaven will bless us!"

The team leader was caught in a dilemma.

It is difficult for Miye to convince all the clansmen to participate in the resistance, because weakness or kindness has been deeply rooted in the souls of all the dog clansmen.

...

In a sea area near Longchao Island, the Rumble was parked on the surface of the black waves. The sails were folded, and the thick iron chains were hung down. The chains extended to the bottom of the sea, and mottled rust was exposed in many places.

The Rumble has been staying here for three days, the purpose is to wait for the spies sent out to report the situation of Longchao Island. On the deck, the bored sailors gathered in two groups. One group was playing poker and betting money, and the other group was playing and singing with musical instruments.

The deputy commander, Yin Hook, lay on the sun-dried deck, using his hands as pillows, and closed his eyes there.

The head of the regiment, Zealem, leaned on the beach chair, covered his face with a wide-brimmed hat, dozed off, and made a snoring sound. The fat on both sides of his stomach fell down, and the exposed skin seemed to drip grease.

"Cry! Cry!" A bird chirped from the sky.

Alem didn't sleep deeply, and when he heard the movement, he raised his sunken hand, and raised his hat with his fingers, exposing his eyes. He stared coldly at the figure of the bird in the sky, and suddenly wanted to eat bird meat, so he pulled out the magic pistol from his waist.

This pistol is large enough to fit an apple into the muzzle.

"Touch!" The muzzle flashed red light, shooting a firework-like barrage, forming a large red spot. These light spots have a fire element effect, and they spread again in mid-air, making the impact surface reach a considerable level.

The sea bird was hit by the barrage, fluttered, and fell headlong toward the sea.

The sound of gunfire startled the sailors on the deck, thinking that they had encountered an enemy attack, but only calmed down when they saw that smoke was coming from the muzzle of the regiment commander. One of the sailors took advantage of the chaos, secretly changed a card, and snickered.

"I want to eat that bird, go and bring it back to me." Alem said, blowing the muzzle, and a wisp of gunpowder smoke dissipated.

The seabird was about to fall into the sea, and ordinary people naturally couldn't bring it back. An eagle man among the sailors stood up, fluttered his wings and flew to the sea, grabbing the seabird in his hand before it fell into the sea. The Eagle Man flew back with the seabird and threw the scarred seabird to the cook on the boat.

Alem discussed with the cook how to cook the sea bird, just at this moment, the sky rang again.

"God sent me game again." Alem raised his eyes to the air and picked up his pistol again, but when he saw the bird's shape, he put it down immediately.

It was not an ordinary seabird, but a small black message eagle that had been raised on board for many years.

"Hehe, the news of Dragon Nest Island has finally been sent back." Alem laughed, his two fat lips were like two sausages.

The sailors were also refreshed when they heard the words. In particular, the silver hook immediately bounced off the ground with a concerned look on his face.

"What's the matter, Silver Hook, are you also looking forward to the return of this News Eagle?" Alem asked with a smile.

Silver hook was silent, he actually didn't want to know the news of Dragon Nest Island at all, let alone attack Dragon Nest Island. His heart is now full of guilt left behind by harassing his companions, and he can't wait to get rid of it as soon as possible. In his opinion, the best way to get rid of everything is to retire, and then find a place for a few years until time washes away all the blood and sin.

News Eagle fell down and stood on the side panel.

Alem took off the letterbox on the Newshawk's back and instructed his men to feed the Newshawk. He read through the letter word by word, although there were only a few numbers on it, but it was concise and clear, and the situation on Longchao Island was clearly written.

"The goddess of luck is on my side again." Alem laughed and opened his arms to the sailors of the whole ship. "My previous guess was right, and now is the best time to attack Dragon Nest Island. Then The soldiers and horses on the island have all rushed to attack the Treasure Diamond Island, and the Dragon's Nest Island is now very empty and powerless."

The sailors reacted in different ways, some were very excited, some were bitter, and they seemed to be divided into two groups.

"Show me the letter!" Silver Hook rushed forward, snatched the letter, and quickly scanned it. His expression became more and more solemn, and he turned his head and said, "Where is Dragon Nest Island empty? Although the island dispatched A group of people attacked the Treasure Diamond Island, but there are still more than 3,000 people and more than a dozen ships, which is not something we can fight. We have saved enough money, and there is no need to take this risk. "

"Don't be so big, I didn't say I would attack the whole island, all I want is a ship." Alem's smile became more and more sinister.

"a ship?"

"That's right, I want that Rider! Although there are a lot of people on Dragon Nest Island, we can't kill them all, but all the masters on the island have left, and the rest are just ordinary people. It's up to you and me. The strength, coupled with the Rumble, is enough to grab the Rider of the Waves. This ship is worth 400,000 gold coins. If we can grab it, it will be more than the money we made from fighting and killing for a few years. No." Alem felt inexplicably excited when he thought about the value of the ship, his greed was as big as his appetite, and it was difficult to fill it up.

But greed is greed, and Alem will not lose his head because of greed. He has already thought of a very feasible plan, and he will definitely get the Rider of the Wave.

"The Rider of the Waves is a third-order magic boat anyway~lightnovelpub.net~ How can it be so easy to grab! You are not greedy enough, you will be bitten by a snake instead!" Silver Hook roared.

"It is precisely because this ship is great that I want to grab it. Although this Rider of Waves is powerful, I am also a fifth-order gunslinger, and you are a fourth-order swordsman. The two of us plus this same ship For the Rumble of the third-order magic ship, doing this is a sure thing."

"But we have already agreed to retire! Why do you take us on an adventure!"

Alem pursed his lips, his eyes gradually turned cold, and Silver Hook's recent performance made him extremely dissatisfied. But now is the time when the silver hook is needed, and he can't turn his face.

"When making major decisions, the pirate leader really can't force everyone to do things, but requires everyone to make decisions together. But as the core of the pirate group, all plans are made by the pirate leader. I have now proposed this It's up to you to choose whether to participate in the plan or not." Alem paused and added, "I can't order everyone, but you can't represent everyone with a silver hook. Look back. Those greedy eyes. They are all telling me that they are willing to participate in this looting operation!"

Silver Hook's face changed, and he turned his head slowly. As Alem said, many sailors showed eager eyes!