The third thousand and fortieth chapter slave traders
Time flies, and a month has passed.
In the pasture, Jiang Xiaoye saw thousands of bulls gnawing on grass and vegetation, and was also very satisfied. The fruits of Vasia and Rem's month-long labor, plus the golden bull king, went to pull the bulls, and the number of bulls reached thousands.
The scale.
For a business without foundation, he just set up a formation here, making it warm as spring spirit within a radius of thousands of meters, and even the dungeon covered it.
In this way, the vegetation here is already lush.
"King, discover a medium-sized tribe."
Ares ran over excitedly, following Rem, who was much stronger than a month ago, but his personality still had no change.
Without experiencing some cruelty, she is destined to be unable to change her character.
“Medium-sized tribe?”
Jiang Xiaoye's eyes lit up. There were at least thousands of barbarians in the medium-sized tribes to be called medium-sized tribes, with the highest reaching 80,000 or 90,000, because more than 10,000 are large tribes.
"Yes, Rem saw hundreds of barbarians bringing hundreds of barbarian slaves to the city. She followed and eavesdropped on the tribe. The food was not enough, so she could only sell a group of old, weak, sick and disabled barbarians in exchange for some food.
, Wang, do you want to go?"
Ares likes to fight. After breaking through, even his earth dragon broke through, but he has never really fought since that day. He can only find someone to duel in the dungeon, but he cannot let go.
"Has the tribe been found?"
Jiang Xiaoye's eyes flashed. Since it reached the point of selling his own people, it means that this cold winter made them unable to survive.
"No, but those barbarians Vasia are already following us, less than a hundred miles away!"
"Bring two hundred heavy riders!"
Jiang Xiaoye was energetic and thought that he would go to the battle in a while. Unexpectedly, there would be such a good thing now. In this way, he could expand the entrance to the dungeon again.
"yes!"
Ares was excited and left quickly.
Aries's excited roar soon came.
Rem followed Jiang Xiaoye with a gaze. Jiang Xiaoye looked at her and smiled and said, "Do you miss your brother?"
Rem shook his head and nodded again.
"The battle is about to be fought. Do you want to follow me?
If you follow me, I won’t see my family for a few years, but calculating the time, your brother will come here in a few days. You’ll decide then.”
Jiang Xiaoye touched the girl's head.
"Rem wants to follow the king!"
Rem's voice was firm.
"Sighted!"
Following yourself, you will definitely become a super strong man in the future. Your status will never be bad in the future. After all, his true identity is the master of this world.
Uriya rushed over with Xiong Shan, who excitedly said, "Sir, are you going to fight?"
"No, Rem and Vasia discovered a medium-sized tribe. They have reached the point of selling people. I plan to see if I can arrange them. Uriya, you go and prepare a batch of grain and bring some silver money by the way.
, This time we will regain them by showing, not force.”
After all, they will be their own people in the future. If they are like the recovery of Ares, there will definitely be some people who will sacrifice at that time. It would be better to show off the dungeon. The current dungeon is completely different from before.
"yes!"
Uriya immediately turned around and went to do business.
Xiong Shan looked at Jiang Xiaoye with a gaze.
"You go and boil the cement!"
"ah?"
"What, go quickly!"
This Hanhan is as warlike as Ares, far less stable than Uria. If you bring this kind of thing with him, he will probably rush up and yell at that time, who will fight him?
Xiong Shan muttered and went to boil the cement.
On the snow-covered mountain road, a group of barbarians were rushing to the road. Hundreds of barbarian warriors were walking around, and more than 300 slaves were all sad and their eyes were dull.
They understood that this was a helpless act, and they understood that if they didn't sell them, they would inevitably starve to death because they could no longer contribute much to the tribe. If they sold them, they might still survive.
And it can also be exchanged for a lot of food to supply to the tribe.
"Sister, the business I contacted this time will arrange for you to go to better places. I will take good care of Xiaofeng and Shitou, and I will definitely train them to become powerful barbarian warriors!"
A barbarian warrior looked at his sister who was staring at the crowd, feeling sad. After all, it was his sister's turn.
"Take good care of them and tell them that they must become powerful warriors so that they can survive."
The barbarian woman's voice was hoarse.
“Everything is fast, all is fast.”
The barbarian who took the lead in dressing a little gorgeously roared.
Behind him were a few barbarian warriors, one of them wearing heavy armor and riding barbarian rhinos, which was different from these barbarian warriors.
"It's the fastest thing to do."
A trace of anger flashed across a tall barbarian warrior's face and disappeared quickly.
"The five hundred people agreed to take them back to me and I will be deducted money when I go back. Damn it. If this group of slaves were not of good quality, I will never finish it with you. I will have such a thing next time.
Don't let me go there in person, just send someone to such a small business."
The manager looked cold.
There were originally promised to be five hundred people, but this was a gathering of three hundred people.
"You don't even look down on the masters who are in charge of the affairs."
"Disabled, seriously ill, did you ask me to collect the body for them?"
The manager sneered and said, "I'm a slave, not a group of masters. By the way, you can prepare more money this time, don't worry about the food. I'll contact you, and you will definitely not suffer too much.
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"Thank you, Mr. Manager."
I sold a batch of people the year before yesterday, but I insisted on it for a while and starved to death by hundreds of people. This year's cold winter has passed and it will take some time to buffer. If I don't sell a batch of people, I can't stand it at all.
Yan Zhen felt sad, but he had to make such a choice.
"Hurry up!"
"puff!"
Someone fell down and wanted to get up after falling down, but he couldn't climb anymore and struggled for a long time.
"Second Uncle!"
"Yan Mo!"
A group of people went up to check.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll go slowly, it's okay."
Yan Mo's face turned pale. He was too weak and had not recovered yet. He only ate a little bit of food every day and his physical fitness was exhausted.
"If you don't, just throw it away."
The manager took a look at him indifferently.
"Ride the Man Rhino and squeeze it again."
"Can't squeeze it down..." "Sir, can you borrow your sage?"
"Get out, our Man Xi is much more expensive than yours!"
The manager is extremely indifferent, and it is better to die. If you take this disease back, you won’t make much money, and it’s a waste of effort.
"I carry it on my back!"
A tall barbarian gritted his teeth.
"No, there is still two days left."
Yan Zhen's teeth were almost broken, but there was no way out.
Chapter completed!