Through the power of magic, Lorraine's voice resounded throughout the world, spread far away like thunder, and disappeared into the depths of the prairie.

Hearing his voice, the half-orc aunts who were stretching their fat buttocks and washing clothes by the lake stopped.

Hearing his voice, the men who were haggling and arguing fiercely with the vendors stopped.

Hearing his voice, the orc women who were preparing to light a fire for cooking also stopped.

Hearing his voice, the old people grazing their cattle and sheep also stopped.

Hearing his voice, the children who were playing and playing didn't want to stop, but they were immediately caught and beaten hard on the buttocks, and then stopped.

Like magic, the original noise disappeared the moment Lorraine spoke. There was silence on the earth.

Only the everlasting wind of the prairie was left, whistling by.

Ancient, vicissitudes of life, lonely, deep, rough... but also has a hint of sadness of time.

Everyone put down what they were holding, raised their heads, and looked at the hills in the distance. They looked at the flying eagle scroll blowing in the wind. They listened carefully to Lorraine's speech.

"No matter what your status was before, slave, servant, mules and horses who were beaten and scolded by others... From today on, you are all free. No one will dare to beat you and scold you at will, and force you to do things against your will.

Do something you don't want to do.

Hard work without reward. Serious labor can only be exchanged for a whip. Living with fear and threat of violence every day. Such days are gone forever.

From today on, no one can take away your children, snatch away your wives and daughters, cut your throats, and slaughter you at will like livestock.

From today on, you will be free. Free to live in this land. Free to move.

Under the protection of the empire's noble laws, no one can go against your will and use violence to force you to do things you don't want to do.

Those people who live among the tribes, you are the same.

From today on, you are all people living under the rule of the empire, and you also have freedom.

From today on, those clan chiefs and chiefs can no longer take away your cattle and sheep at any time. You cannot be arbitrarily forced to pay tribute continuously for their comfortable life. You cannot be allowed to help them work without any reason.

From today on, your persons and property are also protected by the laws of the empire. No one can use violence or deception to force you to hand over your property, wives, and children against your will.

But at the same time, I command you, those who have been declared free, not to violate the law unless it is necessary to defend yourself.

I advise you that, wherever possible, you should work faithfully for a fair wage.

I can also tell you that under appropriate conditions, everyone can participate in the military work of the Empire's Naian Province, join the army as soldiers, and garrison forts, positions, garrison areas, and other areas. Even on warships or other

Work on the job.

This order takes effect immediately.

April 2, 833 in the imperial calendar,

Imperial Governor of Naian, Reims, Lorraine

The sound was like the thunder chariot of the gods, rumbling through the sky, spreading far away, and finally rolled away and disappeared deep into the prairie.

There was silence on the prairie.

Everyone was still in a state of shock.

From today on, you can be free~!

Everyone can move around freely without worrying about the whips of the patriarchs falling on their backs.

You no longer have to be afraid that because you are sick or weak, or just because you don't like it, you will be thrown into the prairie by the clan leaders and fed alive to the wolves.

Women no longer need to smear pot ash on their faces, nor do they have to go in or out. They all cover their faces with black gauze and dress like widows.

From today on, they can dress up as much as they want without having to worry about being spotted by the second-generation ancestor of the patriarch's family and snatching them away because of their ostentatious display.

The children don't have to be afraid of the little brats of the patriarch's family. They are bullied as before and dare not speak out. They can only endure it silently to avoid causing disasters like the collapse of the sky to the family.

Free~!

What a precious word this is~!

In the past, the patriarchs used this word to call on everyone to take up arms and resist the imperial army of Lorraine.

However, the families of those compatriots who died in battle because of their bravery and unyielding were immediately occupied by those greedy patriarchs, and their family wealth was divided. Their daughters became concubines and mistresses, and their sons became slaves.

The more they responded to their call and the people who fought bravely became poorer and more miserable.

But now, the imperial people, a group of humans who are full of aggression, evil, and weak in the mouths of the patriarchs and shamans, have defeated the orcs who are brave and good at fighting, have a great tradition and a long history and culture. This is enough.

Shocking.

But instead of enslaving themselves, torturing themselves, and robbing themselves of their property, as the big guys said, they gave themselves "freedom."

This back and forth, the sharp contrast shows how ironic and funny it is~!

Could it be said that all those people in the past died in vain?

Someone started crying quietly. With the sound of crying, more and more people in the orc camp were infected and started sobbing softly. Immediately, the crying in the camp became louder and louder.

A gloomy and gloomy sky.

Yesterday I was shocked to hear the terrible news of the defeat, I felt sad for my family members who died in the war, I was confused about the future, and today I was shocked to hear such good news.

In addition, after those who suddenly woke up from the deception of the clan leaders, they were disappointed and angry with them, and felt unworthy of those who died in the war.

At this time, all their emotions were released at once.

Almost everyone burst into tears. Some people were so sad that they even beat their chests and cried loudly.

But the patriarchs were as if they were mourning their grandmothers, and their faces were ashen.

They all knew that the source of their strength lay in their prestige and the slaves they owned. The people had always believed in their words, so they followed them firmly without fear of hardship or hardship.

And those slaves who have always worked hard and worked hard under the whip are the guarantee of their superior life.

With the support of the people, even though he was defeated this time, as long as he lay dormant and deceived the empire's surveillance, or waited for their strength to weaken, he could regroup the people at any time.

Based on the nomadic custom of orcs, who are soldiers when they come out and serve as people when they come in, everyone can bend a bow and hold a sword from the time they are a child.

The ability of this violent soldier is like playing a "cheating code", it is extremely terrifying.

Everyone only needs a few days to form a powerful legion again and then fight against the empire.

With the help of those common people, he once again drove the empire's forces out of the prairie. Then he continued to live the rich and decadent life of crawling on the common people and sucking their blood and fat.

But now, Lorraine issued this decree, which suddenly shattered all their ambitions and confidence~!

The slaves were freed. The people no longer listened to them. Although they still had some money in their hands, they could only live like a rich man for a few days at most.

Most of them are nobles, but they can't lift it with their hands or carry it on their shoulders. They can't even herd sheep. What can they do if they lose their people and power?

Immediately, I didn’t know where it started.

The cheers gradually began to ring out.

"Long live~!"

"Long live the empire~!"

"Long live the God of War~!"

"Long live~!"

The sounds got louder and louder. Finally they gathered together, rumbling between heaven and earth like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

Every cheer was like a hurricane blowing across the grassland, roaring furiously, causing all the green grass on the ground to fall to the ground.

Everyone fell into a kind of madness.

"Long live freedom~!"

They shouted at the top of their lungs while raising their right hands high and waving to the sky.

The densely packed arms were waving together, forming an ocean-like, countless number.

In this way, they paid their highest respect to Lorraine, the great liberator~!

Even the clan leaders are worried that if they don't raise their hands in this situation, they will stand out and be attacked wildly by others.

They had to raise their hands against their will, shout loudly, and salute Lord Lorraine.

Later, under the strict supervision of the imperial soldiers, the patriarchs trembled and took out the rusty keys that had never been used before and opened the iron chains on the necks and feet of the slaves.

You know, there has always been an extreme shortage of iron tools on the prairie. Many people in the homes of those common people share the same iron pot. But those iron shackles and iron cuffs have always been in demand.

It must be said that this is also one of the incredible wonders on the prairie.

As soon as the slaves took off their shackles, they immediately cried bitterly, fell to their knees, and saluted in the direction of the Lorraine flag.

Some people are as if they have lost their souls, bumping around everywhere. They have lost their freedom for too long, and they are not used to it.

Some people shouted someone's name loudly and ran to other places. That was because their wives or children were sold to other places by their owners.

Due to the shackles, although the pain was heartbreaking, I could only watch them being taken away.

Now that they were free, they hurried to find their relatives.

Those people were like crazy, shouting and running wildly in the camp.

Perhaps at a certain corner, or inadvertently, these poor people will bump into each other, then hug each other and cry.
To be continued...