Song Ziyu gave the order, and a dozen of his men immediately started working.

at this time!

The slaves who were brave enough and fat enough followed him all the way to the city gate, hesitating whether to leave or not.

When they heard Song Ziyu's words, the slaves were entangled.

Are you staying to help?

Or just run away?

this is a problem. ??

Slaves need to make a choice.

after all!

Freedom is at hand!

As long as they walk out of this city gate, slaves can realize the freedom they dream of.

…

Unexpectedly, most of the slaves chose to stay and help after hearing that Song Ziyu arranged for people to set fire!

The reason is probably that the slaves themselves know that unless the Blade Fire City is destroyed, the foundation of the slave catching team will not be destroyed.

Even if everyone escapes, I'm afraid they won't end well.

As the saying goes, you can't escape the first day of the Lunar New Year, but you can't escape the fifteenth day.

Just because everyone can escape today doesn't mean they won't be caught tomorrow.

certainly!

There are also people who are so enthusiastic about arson. In the final analysis, they still hate the slave catching team.

No one is born a slave, and no one is born a slave.

Becoming a slave was entirely due to the violence of the slave catcher.

This is a towering tree grown from the seeds of hatred, the kind that can pierce the sky.

so!

Everyone will choose to join!

With the addition of these slaves, the number of people in the arson brigade instantly increased!

Not only that.

A slave also brought good news:

This slave was once assigned to participate in the physical labor of transporting arms, so he knew the specific location of the arsenal in Blade Fire City.

When Song Ziyu heard this, his whole body trembled with excitement.

What about the arsenal?

This is really an amazing event.

Song Ziyu immediately led everyone towards the location of the arsenal.

Along the way, more slaves were coming, and many people spontaneously joined the team.

It's time to show off your eloquence.

Looking at the people gathered around him, Song Ziyu climbed up to a high place, raised his arms and shouted to the slaves: "No one is born a slave! Those who enslave us must pay the price!"

The slaves looked at Song Ziyu blankly, with ripples gradually appearing in their stagnant eyes.

"You! Are you going to be a coward for the rest of your life, or are you going to be a real man...even if you are going to die in the next second? How do you choose?"

Song Ziyu asked with a roar.

Are you going to be a coward for the rest of your life?

Or be a real man for five seconds?

The slaves' faces gradually became expressions.

once Upon a time,

Slaves also have personalities, personalities, and tempers...

Once upon a time, everyone was human!

once Upon a time……

The blood in the slave's heart is awakened!

…

"What do we need to do?"

There were many knowledgeable people among the slaves. A man with a shaved head and a handsome face walked up to Song Ziyu and introduced himself: "Zhang Song, former deputy commander of the Tornado Mercenary Group... When my people were exploring the dark mountains,

I was attacked by the slave-catching team, and the members died and were captured. I am sworn in with the slave-catching bastards! If there is a chance to retaliate against them, I must be counted among them."

Someone took the lead, and the remnants of the tornado mercenary group immediately responded, and Song Ziyu's momentum instantly became huge.

"And I!"

"Count me in."

"Me too!"

When the other slaves saw it, most of them expressed that they wanted to follow the crowd. It was really a crowd of people who responded to every call.

So with the support of a small group of people, the slaves looked at Soong Ziyu eagerly, waiting for Soong Ziyu's order.

Unconsciously, Song Ziyu became the backbone of this group of slaves.

Maybe.

Some people are born leaders.

When he stood in the crowd, every word he spoke was an inspiring medicine.

This is just like when Adolf could inspire hundreds of millions of people to become enemies of the world.

It's like a prairie fire.

…

Tears!

Seeing that people's hearts are so available, Song Ziyu's heart was full of enthusiasm.

In an instant, Song Ziyu's heart died and he came back to life.

The years of burning passion are back again.

Song Ziyu was in high spirits, and her whole body seemed to be filled with energy as if it was illuminated.

Song Ziyu knew that now was the time when he had to show his strength.

Song Ziyu thought of the past when he commanded thousands of troops to rebuke Fang Qiu in Longshan.

Immediately, Song Ziyu asked Zhang Song and Su Zhen to select several capable backbones.

Then, these backbones took the lead to quickly count those slaves who had combat experience... In less than a few minutes, hundreds of "soldiers" who volunteered were selected.

Song Ziyu asked others to set fires randomly in the city to create chaos and attract the enemy's attention, while he led "hundreds of elites" to attack the arsenal.

To allow everyone to form combat effectiveness in the shortest possible time, seizing the arsenal is essential.

Everything went surprisingly smoothly!

Although there were occasional resisters on the road, Song Ziyu took the lead, killing people and killing ghosts. Anyone who dared to resist was instantly submerged in slaves.

In the vast ocean of slavery.

Soon, the team arrived at the arsenal in a mighty manner.

There are people guarding this place too!

But there were only a dozen soldiers on duty.

This man was completely defenseless and was completely blinded in front of hundreds of big men.

They may never have dreamed that someone would dare to rebel! ??

Are these slaves crazy?

With this question in mind, the guards were sent directly to hell.

Everyone successfully opened the arsenal and saw a large number of weapons and equipment... Song Ziyu immediately ordered to change clothes!

Armed with these weapons and equipment, the slaves were transformed and became more powerful.

from now on!

If you want to reason with yourself, you have to ask the guns in everyone's hands if they will answer!
To be continued...