Of course, in order to show his punishment, he asked someone to bring all the food from the entire army. He poured the black stuff on the ground and put hay on it.

Since he said that he would let these slave soldiers starve for three days, it was definitely not a joke.

Watching buckets of food being poured onto the ground and ready to burn it.

Finally, the expressions of these slave soldiers changed. They didn't care about themselves. When things were related to them, it was a little different.

The feeling of hunger is the most uncomfortable. Even people with steel will will find it difficult to bear this kind of discomfort. Let alone these slaves who are not strong in tolerance.

They watched the precious food be wasted, and their mouths were wide open and their faces were filled with sadness.

I don’t know whether they are sad for their about to go hungry or for their random bullying by the nobles, but it is just very sad anyway.

These slaves all grew up from hunger, and their fear of hunger even exceeded death.

So when they beat them, the slaves didn't feel anything, and they didn't feel anything scolded, but they were the most touched in terms of food.

The reason why they were captured but no one caused trouble was actually very simple, that is, the Ming army gave them more food, even more than they did when they were not captured.

This kind of treatment makes them feel happy, so how can they make trouble? It is rare to have enough opportunities to eat.

Now their happiest thing is about to be destroyed. These slave soldiers were in a state of anger. Although the fire was not very big, the flame had risen, and it was up to who came to add fuel to it.

Just when the bearded officer was wasting food, he didn't know why the slave soldier suddenly wanted to speak.

I saw him yelling loudly with his last strength.

"Down with the nobles! Rescue the slaves!"

After saying this, he lost any strength and then lay on the hay like a dead dog.

After hearing this, the nobles were all angry. They were blatantly going to war against their nobles. It was unbearable!

The most severe stake must be used to let this slave, and all the slaves present know the price of daring to resist them!

The officer of the bearded nobleman walked forward with a grim smile on his face. He wanted to watch this damn bad life die in pain in the flames, and die in pain in pain!

Bams couldn't bear it, but what could he do?

It is very simple to defeat the nobles, but those who don’t know what they don’t know, and they don’t know how huge the nobles’ power is.

It can be said that the entire Safi was under the leadership of the nobles. Even Safi's king Asba II dared not say that he would oppose the nobles, because he was the biggest aristocrat.

Resisting the nobles is just seeking death by themselves, at least for now.

When the torch was about to touch the hay, a sudden splash of water appeared, pouring the bearded nobleman into a cool heart.

Of course the torch was also extinguished by water.

Zhao Xiaoxiao was wearing a fiery red armor and a sword with a red scabbard hanging around her waist. She had already arrived here with several Ming troops. The splash of water was poured by the Ming army.

The bearded nobleman who was interrupted to torture subconsciously became angry, but he held back the anger the next moment.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Nobles understand this principle better than ordinary people. They know the best who should not be provoked.

At this time, the Ming army cannot be provoked, because they are now prisoners of the Ming army.

Don't look at them as nobles in front of the Safis, and they are nothing in front of the Ming army.

"What are you doing! I haven't cared about whether you are floating or not for a few days!"

"Why are you wasting food? You dare to lynch your head!" Zhao Xiaoxiao widened her eyes, pointed to the slave soldiers in front of her and the food on the ground and shouted, as if she really didn't know anything.

The bearded noble officer was about to go up to explain, but before he could even hear Zhao Xiaoxiao continue to speak.

"Who did it! Stand out!"

"You did it!" Zhao Xiaoxiao looked at the bearded officer coldly.

"This general is just a slave." The bearded officer said with a smile on his face.

During this period, the relaxed management of the Ming army made him feel that the Ming army would not do anything to him.

However, Zhao Xiaoxiao's next action shocked him. Zhao Xiaoxiao raised his long and round legs and kicked the bearded officer into the food that was falling to the ground. The black mucus immediately wrapped around him.

"Who gives you the right to lynch! Who gives you the right to waste food!"

"I ate all these for me, eat them all! Nothing left is left!" Zhao Xiaoxiao pointed at the black mug.

"Eat together! Eat all for me! Don't leave any left!" Zhao Xiaoxiao drew a circle and pointed at all the noble officers around him.

"What!" All the faces of these noble officers changed.

They never thought that the Ming army would insult them like this. You must know that they were nobles and ate what slaves fell to the ground and ate, which was an insult to them.

Not to mention eating such disgusting things in front of these slaves, the glory of their nobles will be lost in the future. They will be despised by the entire Saphi nobles, and it is possible that they will even lose their status as nobles.

So their faces looked ugly, but no one moved at all.

I just don't go to eat. I don't believe that this female general of the Ming army can kill us all?

Some people just can't give them a face. Ming Jun's loose management these days has given them a face, so they really had a wrong illusion that their faces were also applicable to Ming Jun.

"You are an insult to me!" The bearded officer yelled at Zhao Xiaoxiao angrily, stained with darkness all over his body.

As a result, he saw a black sole hitting him again.

After a solid sound, the bearded man fell into the black mud again.

"If you can't finish eating, don't come out!" Zhao Xiaoxiao said with a cold snorting.

She wanted to attack these nobles and attack these nobles in front of all the Safi Army, so that these Safi Army could know that the aristocrats here were just a group of scumbags, and the wise people here had the final say.

When the majesty of these nobles was pressed on the ground by the Ming army, the minds of these Safi troops will naturally change, and at least the prestige of the nobles will decline greatly. As long as there is a fuse, the anger of these slave soldiers will be ignited.

By then, the Safi Rescue Army will be established, as long as these Safis dare to attack the nobles once.

Then they will understand that all nobles are paper tigers.
Chapter completed!