Doomsday Rise - #1930 - Chapter 1926, Reform

It is a theorem in many people’s minds that more people are more powerful, but when it comes to rushing, the power of more people does not work. The more people, the slower the speed. A team of tens of thousands of people can travel sixty kilometers a day, which is relatively fast. If it travels a hundred miles a day, the team will be very long and out of formation.

However, Madbon used the slaves as livestock. As long as they survived, he would rush to death. He broke a dozen whips made of vines, and finally kept the team’s speed at a relatively high level. Since there were no supplies, there was no need to worry too much. .

What Madbon is most worried about is the bandits along the way. The bandits would not dare to confront such a large team, but as the saying goes, when they see such a big piece of fat, the bandits are not willing to let it go easily. The bandits will Use common but effective harassment methods and shoot cold arrows.

In this place, the bandits are the home team and Madbon is the away team. The bandits are familiar with the terrain and shoot a few arrows at random. Madbon has a headache. Whether he shoots his own brother or a slave, it is not good. He can’t catch up, and the bandits and Like a loach, you can’t find it just by digging in any place. Often at this time, Madebang can only leave money to buy the road and spend money to eliminate disasters.

If you are a bandit with a smaller appetite, it will be easy to kill. I am afraid that those greedy bandits are not trustworthy and charge multiple times, which is very disgusting. Madebang suffered extortion from bandits last time and lost a lot of money. Therefore, when he passed through the territory of the bandits, he tensed up and carefully stared at both sides of the road. However, he went all the way and walked a long way without any accidents. He did not see a single bandit.

Until they entered Baili Pass, no bandits appeared. Ma Debang was quite surprised, but he was more happy. He secretly glanced at Liu Wei’an who got off the back of the cow. If he still didn’t know what was going on, then he That’s silly.

The person in charge of Bailiguan was Xiang Jichu. However, knowing that Liu Wei’an was back, Baili Longlong, Yan’er, Yang Yu’er and others were waiting at Bailiguan. Everyone was very happy to see them. Liu Wei’an has been gone for several months, and to the girls, it seems like several years have passed.

Because Liu Wei’an sent the letter back in advance, everyone cleverly avoided the sad thing about Feng Yi’s love. Xiang Jichu prepared the banquet early, and everyone was drunk in the evening.

The next day, Liu Wei’an first stayed in “Linglong City” for a few hours, and then rushed to Kunmu City. Black and White Wuchang, Dahayu, Tao Zhu, Liu Jiuzhang, Niu Shiqi and others were looking forward to it. Life in Kunmu City was very boring. , in addition to killing monsters, you should also kill monsters, rest when you are tired, and continue killing monsters when you wake up.

After not seeing each other for several months, everyone’s strength has increased a lot. The most obvious one is Tang Dingdong, who has sharp eyes and a fierce aura. Looking at her, the first reaction is not that she is good-looking, but that she is not good-looking. Feeling guilty for no reason, everyone in the Ping An Army had unknowingly ignored her age.

Tang Dingdong became more silent than before and spoke less. There was a banquet in the evening. Tang Dingdong did not say ten sentences in total. No one dared to toast him. Halfway through the banquet, Tang Dingdong left first. As soon as she left, the atmosphere of the party immediately became high, as if the soft music suddenly turned into a loud one.

Liu Wei’an glanced at Tang Dingdong’s back, and felt inexplicably sad in his heart. Whatever he gained, he was destined to lose something else. Tang Dingdong’s strength had improved, but she became the cold and stern person she is now. Is it good? Still bad, he was a little confused for a moment.

If it weren’t for today’s world, Tang Dingdong would still be just a freshly graduated college student, running around looking for a job and busy submitting resumes to various companies. But now, she has to command hundreds of thousands of Ping An troops, and every decision has to be made. It affects the fate of tens of thousands of people. This pressure makes him feel heavy when he thinks about it. Tang Dingdong’s weak shoulders are too cruel.

The Ping An Army had been depressed for a long time. Liu Wei’an was out and his nerves were very tense. Now that he was back on his own territory, he could relax. He drank a lot of wine and did not deliberately use his internal strength to resolve it. Anyway, as long as someone toasted him He just drank, and he didn’t refuse anyone who came. In the end, he didn’t know how many cups he drank, and he was so dizzy. In the end, he didn’t even know what happened. When he woke up the next day, it was already three o’clock in the morning. .

On the luxurious big bed, there was not only him, but also two women, two naked women, white and dazzling, holding his arms on the left and right, sleeping deeply, and there were traces on the bed, The messy clothes on the ground told him what happened. He was no longer a young man who didn’t understand anything. He closed his eyes again and thought hard about what happened last night.

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The central square of “Kunmu City” is crowded with people, hundreds of thousands of them. If you look closely, you can see that these people are all slaves, but they don’t have the disheveled complexion of ordinary slaves. Plump and muscular, they are slaves of excellent appearance.

Surrounded by Ping An warriors wearing armor, they were tall and heroic, holding a shield in their left hand and a spear in their right hand. Their eyes were like knives, making people afraid to look directly at them.

There were already some people sitting in the stands of the square. They were all heads of the aristocratic families of “Kunmu City”, local squires and famous old men. No one spoke, and the central square was extremely quiet.

At about eleven o’clock, Liu Wei’an appeared, accompanied by Liu Jiuzhang and Nie Pohu, and went straight to the stands. When he stood in the reserved seat in the middle, someone didn’t know who shouted loudly.

“salute!”

Wow——

Hundreds of thousands of slaves knelt down at the same time, with uniform and respectful movements, and shouted: “Long live the Lord of Desolation!” The sound was so loud that it could be heard almost in the entire “Kunmu City”.

“Get up!” Liu Wei’an looked at the dark crowd and felt infinite pride in his heart. This was the force he had conquered.

The slaves stood up and looked at Liu Wei’an uneasily. They didn’t understand why they were suddenly summoned today. Could it be that they were going to be sold to another place? If so, that would be a very bad thing. Some slaves have changed their masters many times. Among the many masters, Liu Wei’an is the best for them. They have a clean place to live. Although it is a dormitory, they have meat to eat and are well fed. For slaves, Having enough food and drink is the happiest thing. Not going hungry is the slave’s highest wish.

If they left Liu Wei’an, they could not guarantee that they would meet such a good master again.

Liu Wei’an had a panoramic view of the expressions of the slaves and said loudly: “We come from all over the world, and this wilderness is our home. Since it is home, it should look like home. So what does home look like?” “

The slaves below looked at each other, confused by Liu Wei’an’s words.

Liu Wei’an ignored the doubts in the slave’s eyes, took a piece of paper from Nie Pohu’s hand, and said: “Zhu Shuangmu, Zhoujiji, Wang Sansan, He Huamiao…Tian Mumu, come out!”

These people whose names were spoken came out uneasily. Their inner anxiety could be seen from their steps, but they did not dare to disobey the order.

Most slaves have no names, only code names. For the slaves bought by Liu Wei’an, each slave was given a name for convenience and registration. Taking into account the cultural level of the slaves, the names should be as simple as possible.

“Stand up straight!” Liu Wei’an shouted, and the 10 slaves immediately straightened their chests and looked away.

“I have noticed your meritorious service in killing the monsters, your hard work and your loyalty to the Ping An Army when building the city. Therefore, I will reward you today. Each of you will receive a house and become the owner of the house. .” After Liu Wei’an finished speaking, he saw that the expressions of the ten people became dull, from uneasiness to dullness, from dullness to disbelief, and finally turned into ecstasy. The muscles on their faces trembled. They wanted to laugh, but did not dare to.

The slaves standing under the field were also stunned. A house? Did I hear you correctly? The Lord of Desolation was talking about a house? A house of your own? A dream, a hallucination, this is not real, it must not be, how could a slave own a house?

“From now on, the house is yours.” Liu Wei’an handed the keys to ten people, and the ten people finally believed it was true. UUReadingwww.uukanshu.net said with a trembling voice: “Thank you, thank you Huang Lord, thank you Lord Huang!”

“Do a good job. As long as you remain loyal to the Ping An Army and continue to contribute, I will never forget you. You stand aside first.” Liu Wei’an said, and the ten people quickly stood aside.

Liu Wei’an took another piece of paper from Nie Pohu and began to read the names. This time there were more names, 100 people. This time, the slaves were no longer nervous, only expecting and excited.

Liu Wei’an read about everyone’s achievements and contributions, and then rewarded each person with 100 gold coins. Slaves have no wealth of their own. The slave belongs to the master, so everything the slave has belongs to the master. Now he has these 100 gold coins. , can control many things, these one hundred slaves are very happy.

The third time the list was larger, there were 1,000 people, and the reward was clothes made of hemp, bamboo and cotton. Although it was an encouraging reward, it still made these 1,000 slaves excited. The best clothes a slave wears is a gown, the kind with sleeves exposed. It is actually two pieces of clothing that cover the chest and back, and are tied around the waist with a rope. This is the standard dress of a slave. If you see a slave wearing something more like Well, those must be the clothes given by the master.

Ma Zhumian’s clothes are not only beautiful in style, but also comfortable to wear. The most important thing is that they are rewarded by Liu Wei’an. The difference from ordinary slaves is immediately apparent. They are heroes, and clothes are an honor.

Two pieces per person, easy to wash and change.

The slaves understand that standing here today is not to be sold by their master, but to participate in the commendation meeting. There were many onlookers around the square. They looked at everything today with mixed expressions. Some were dismissive, some sneered, and some showed admiration.