Needless to say, there is no need to say too much about yearning for nature. Which slave does not yearn for freedom? He does not want to walk freely on the earth and breathe freely.

The first two are nonsense. The reason why they yearn for freedom is very simple - no one drives them to work with a whip, they can have a full meal and a good sleep.

They are afraid because they have been away from the mountains for too long, especially mature slaves like Aqil, who know nothing about the mountains and the skills to survive in them. If they are really thrown into the mountains, it is still unknown whether they can survive.

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Aqil has seen with his own eyes the ferocity of wild beasts in the mountains. Once, a teammate of a team caught a little wild boar. He thought it was a good thing, but his parents came to visit him. He had never seen such a big wild boar.

The back of the wild boar is higher than that of a war horse. Its black hair is like an awl, especially its pair of tusks, which are like two scimitars.

Although the wild boar was finally killed by their combined efforts, thirteen of their centurions were lost, including one who was a regular knight.

A wild wild boar is so ferocious, let alone those giant tigers and bears with more famous names, which would end up being eaten alive.

Especially after a group of unscrupulous ghost slaves emerged in the past ten years or so, these mature slaves have completely fallen into the role of grandma, uncle, and uncle. The Byron people use them as livestock, and the Andis people in the mountains treat them as enemies.

Kou.

In his father's generation, there were still people who would flee back to the mountains when they found an opportunity. In his generation, there were basically none. Even if there were, it wouldn't take long for them to reappear outside the Bastille and be treated as ghost slaves.

Punished with a stake.

Aqil originally thought that he would be like his father in this life. He would be lucky enough to meet a good master who would allow slaves to marry and give birth to the next generation. But he would be unlucky and die slowly from endless hunger and fatigue.

The trajectory of his life changed drastically overnight - the Bastille fell.

When he heard the news, Achille's jaw almost dropped in shock. Not only the city lord, but also the ordinary Bastille soldiers spent all day and night showing off how powerful they were and how strong the Bastille's defenses were.

How abundant are their supplies? Even if the mountain people in the mountains gather tens of thousands of troops, there is nothing they can do against the Bastille.

This is supported by history. Fifteen years ago, Bastille was besieged by Derrick, the self-proclaimed King of Andis, who led an army of tens of thousands. The two sides staged a fierce offensive and defensive battle in Bastille.

As a result, the King of Andis was unable to survive due to lack of food and supplies, so he had no choice but to withdraw his troops. He was chased and killed by the city lord and his elite soldiers. Not only did the King of Andis die, but he also gave away thousands of strong slaves to the Bastille.

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But now Bastille changed owners overnight, and before their slave army camp could be dispatched, they were blocked in the barracks.

Listening to the discussions of those officers, there were tens of thousands of Andis mountaineers who attacked the Bastille. Sir Crest, the resourceful fox, fled immediately. They would die in vain if they went out. It would be better to surrender directly, maybe the other party would

They would also think about the friendship of the same clan and give them a way to survive.

In this way, the slave army camp where Aqil was located surrendered in a confused manner.

In fact, there are no weapons to hand over. There are no serious weapons in their slave army camp. The most commonly used weapons are wood axes, stone picks, and iron shovels. They are still kept in a centralized manner and are only distributed when working. They are still among the regular soldiers.

They were carried out under supervision, and the Byrons were even more wary of them than ordinary slaves.

During this period, no one came to recruit them. They just summoned the original commanders and held a short meeting. Then they were ordered not to leave the camp without permission, otherwise they would be responsible for their lives. After that, no one paid attention to them. There is no porridge or black bread in the past.

However, listening to the chaotic shouts of fighting outside the camp, the hunger became less uncomfortable, and I stayed up until noon uneasy. The sounds of fighting subsided, but there was a commotion outside the camp again.

Later, I heard from a commander with good relations that the slaves who had been imprisoned in the Bastille were furious and said that they were all ghost slaves. They were going to slaughter them all together. However, they were stopped by the young army who surrendered them and said that they were also suffering a hard life. People should be given a fair trial opportunity.

Aqil didn't understand what a fair trial was, but he still had a good impression of this young army. After all, the other party saved his life and treated them as human beings. Not only did he think so, but most of the slave army should too. Think so.

Therefore, when the Youth Army came to ask them to help clean up dead bodies on the battlefield and prevent epidemics, Aqil was not so resistant to work for the first time.

Young, clean, neat and gentle.

This was the first impression left on Achill by the men of the Youth Army. The heroic confidence made him secretly ashamed. That kind of confidence was completely different from the confidence of the soldiers of the Bastille.

The confidence of the soldiers of the Bastille is more based on arrogance and whips, while the confidence of the Youth Army is not demonstrated by trampling on others, but revealed from the bones.

He also wants to be such a person.

Aqil didn't know when he had this idea.

When did you see the first boy soldier?

Or when the young soldier who worked sweatingly in the night handed him a piece of dried meat?

He was still listening to them singing Faetwo while working. This song was really nice. Although he couldn't understand most of the lyrics, he was still excited by the melody.

Later, I heard them discuss it. This is a story about a hero who fights to the death to resist slave hunters. It is the war song of the Andis people themselves.

Aqil made another decision in his heart. He wanted to learn this song. He had already memorized two lines. The melody has been flowing in his heart. I believe that in a few dozen nights, he will definitely be able to learn it.

Aqil has never made as many decisions in his entire life as he has made in these two days.

But the one who had the biggest impact on him was the commander of the Youth Army. He had never seen a commander shed tears for the death of his men, and he had never heard such a heartfelt eulogy.

Aqil didn't know what other people were thinking. If someone did that after his death, it would be worthwhile.

What he saw and heard throughout the day and night had a great impact on Achille. Even if he later learned that the Andean army that captured the Bastille was far less than imagined, he could not think of anything else. He still wanted to see it. Are there any other differences in the other party? There are probably many people who have the same idea as him.

When he returned to the city, Achille found that the Bastille had become almost unrecognizable. The young soldiers walking back and forth were wearing linen robes and their faces were wrapped in linen, only showing a pair of bright eyes. These guys would Are you flying? They were burying bodies together outside the city at night. When did you come here?

Aqil could not admit his mistake. The young man standing at the front with a bright smile was the one who handed him the dried meat.

Aqil is a thoughtful person and has been observing secretly. The number of the young army is not large, only three to four hundred people. As for the sturdy men and the mountain people, their words and deeds are completely different, even if they are dressed the same

Clothes can also be distinguished at a glance.

The Bastille is now covered with a layer of something called white lime inside and out. This is a building material that has only become popular in the past decade and is obtained by calcining various types of stone.

It is said that it was invented by an Andis mountain slave, and Achille was the one who made this craft. They cut wood and quarry stone in Bastille. Apart from their own use, most of them did this. It was considered a sideline business in Bastille.

Although lime is not a rare commodity, it still takes man-hours to transport to the capital, and the price is pretty good. Now it is being used as paving dust and scattered everywhere. Isn't it a bit too luxurious and wasteful?

However, in view of the various differences in the performance of the Youth Army, Aqil decided to wait and see and not jump to any conclusions.

There are more than a dozen puddles about half a person deep on both sides of the city gate. Everyone entering the city needs to throw away their original clothes and go in to soak for half an hour.

The original clothes were lost when they were lost. Anyway, they were all naked and had been wearing rotten linen clothes for who knows how many years. I didn’t feel bad about it. I jumped into a puddle and soaked for half an hour. That was a bit of a problem.

Big.

It was a lime puddle, and the lime puddle had just been added with quicklime. It was steaming hot and looked like it was about to boil. If a person jumped in, even if they didn't die, they would still have to peel off their skin.

Just now, people from the Youth Army said that this thing can disinfect and prevent epidemics. Archil's doubts have greatly increased. If this thing can disinfect and prevent epidemics, those noble lords would have regarded this thing as gold and silver lumps and hid it in their castles. Could it be that

Are there things in this world that noble men don’t know?

But Achille's mind was no longer on this in an instant, but he was looking longingly at the big pots in the Bastille. The food tasted so damn good.

Especially the white stuff called steamed buns. I don’t know how it tastes, but it smells no worse than freshly baked white bread. You can smell it clearly even from hundreds of meters away.

There is also the salty soup, which should be stewed with cabbage and salty beans that were just harvested this year. The most important thing is that Aqil also saw meat bones in it. Although there were not many in each person's bowl, there was only one.

It was two pieces, but it was too big to hold, it was half a fist, and saliva couldn't stop dripping just from smelling it.

No, you can’t wait any longer. If you wait any longer, you’ll be ruined by those foodies who came first. You’re going to burp after eating all your fucking food. Why are you still wandering around in front of the rice pot? I don’t know if there’s anything else here.

How many years have you not had a full meal?

Not to mention soaking half an hourglass in a lime puddle, even taking two sips of Aqil recognized it. He just saw with his own eyes the young young army commander and the notorious Skull Crusher Mikey, also entering.

I soaked in lime water for a long time before entering the city.

Aqil quickly took off the tattered linen clothes he had worn for who knows how many years and threw them into the fire pit. Without feeling any distress, he held his nose and jumped into the lime puddle. It took a lot of perseverance to avoid being as miserable as the others.

Call out.
Chapter completed!