These big shots are actually me - #128 - Chapter 128

Because everyone knows that in the past, they mined to allow the nobles to enjoy life, and every time they used their pickaxes, they worked for the greed and extravagance of others.

It was a devastation that was almost heartbreaking, a pain that was far more profound than physical torture!

They suffered only to allow the nobles to continue their extravagance.

But it’s different now, they are digging graves for nobles!

Every move at this moment is no longer to make money for some superior man, but to add dirt to their coffin!

Under such circumstances, even if their fingers were bruised by the ore, they were still laughing, very heartily.

Digging the grave of one’s so-called master, hahaha, what a wonderful thing!

With hundreds of thousands of slave workers working almost frantically, they finally dug into the predetermined location.

The leader, Grandpa Satsuma, the old man who had calmed down the whole crowd at first and was almost completely mineralized, stopped everyone.

As Grandpa Satsuma’s voice sounded, all the slave workers present stopped what they were doing.

They looked at Grandpa Satsuma expectantly, waiting for his confirmation.

Grandpa Satsuma also smiled and nodded:

“We dug somewhere! We succeeded!”

Hearing this, countless slave workers immediately let out deafening cheers.

The momentum was so great that even the knights above them looked at their feet in confusion.

But soon they withdrew their gaze, because the cheering had completely stopped.

Just treat it as an unfounded illusion.

At their feet, Grandpa Satsuma once again stopped the cheering slave workers.

An extremely gratified smile appeared on his half-mineralized cheek:

“Okay, my children, now it’s time to say goodbye. Those who are suffering from ore disease, please come forward! It’s time for us old immortals to make our last contribution!”

In response to these words, the slave workers lowered their heads slightly. Some slave workers wanted to stand up, but were held down by the old man next to him who was suffering from ore disease and shook his head.

They smiled extremely happily:

“We are hopeless. Even the miracles of the elves cannot save such a serious ore disease. But we are very happy to be able to drag those noble gentlemen on the road together at the last moment of our lives. Oh my God, this is so Makes me happy!”

“Also, I hope His Majesty the Sun King can bless you!”

The old people who suffered from ore disease bent down towards everyone with difficulty and gave their last blessings.

They have the opportunity they have now because of the grace of the elves and the Sun King. Although it is shameless, they can only hope that His Majesty the Sun King can continue to bless their poor slaves to escape in the future!

In response to this, the slave workers all followed the example of the people on the ground and took off their hats – the linen cloth they used to protect themselves from the highly toxic slag!

Then everyone bowed to the elderly people who stood up very solemnly.

Mozo also bowed deeply among them.

The nobles removed all the explosives before leaving the mine. The slave workers could only accomplish the final step of their plan in this way.

This is an unavoidable sacrifice, and it is also the greatest comfort and honor for those who are dying of ore disease.

Among the hundreds of thousands or millions of slave workers, there are not many slave workers who can live long enough to get the ore disease, but with that huge base, a few hundred people can still be made up.

The remaining few hundred people waited until the other slave workers slowly left the temporarily rerouted mine, then smiled at each other and waved their pickaxes.

They can only mine and dig holes, but this is also their greatest weapon!

They took advantage of the gap when all the guards and supervisors left, and used their huge power to dig out a giant mine tunnel that went directly to Nuremberg!

This is a project that started in various mining areas. There must be other ore patients like them in other places who are laughing and wielding the last pickaxe at this moment.

No additional liaison was needed, for they were the most senior miners and slaves, and they knew the abilities and options of their fellow men.

The pickaxe jingled and the mine roared.

Countless gravels began to fall uncontrollably. It didn’t matter. Their ore disease was fatal, but it also made their bodies extremely hard.

They can continue to smash the last pillar with their pickaxes without any distractions!

Finally, as the shaking became stronger, the knights, officers, nobles, and even demigods above them all looked at the ground under their feet in wonder.

They all looked at their feet suspiciously.

Was it an earthquake?

Because the elves have to receive the Holy Maiden of the Iron Bank, the elves will not come to fight. If it wasn’t an elf, it would have to be an earthquake.

As for the slave workers, honestly no one cares about these filthy mudbags. Naturally, I couldn’t imagine how crazy things they were going to accomplish!

In the mine, those slave workers who were far away from the temporary mine tunnel were also walking silently in the twisted but extremely familiar mine tunnel.

They walked slowly at first, but as they got closer to the exit, they moved faster.

From slow to fast, to now running wildly!

As they continued to approach the exit of the mine tunnel, they kept wielding their pickaxes and smashing the surrounding stone pillars supporting the mine tunnel.

They are the most experienced miners, and they know even better than the dwarves how many people can knock a stone pillar. How much weight can it bear?

Because mining is a hobby and a job for the dwarves, and it is necessary for them to survive!

As the slave workers moved and ran wildly, the originally extremely stable mine tunnel began to shake.

Even the mercenaries who were stationed at the exit of the mine felt the huge vibration.

They all walked to the exit of the mine tunnel suspiciously, and then swallowed involuntarily at the loud noise that was getting closer and closer.

Could it be that the slaves rioted?

The moment before their premonition came true. They saw a scene they would never forget.

Nuremberg in the distance fell! It’s literally fallen!

The solid city wall, which was filled with countless blessings and should be able to face everything, fell into the boundless abyss as the ground beneath its feet suddenly collapsed.

Taking the collapse of the first city wall as a signal, the walls in other areas also began to fall and collapse one after another.

Nuremberg, which once stood high in the eastern part of the Merchant Alliance, completely lost its protective city wall in just a few breaths? !

However, what frightened the mercenaries even more was that after the city wall fell, the main city, where countless nobles lived, also collapsed amidst roars and screams!

Although it seems that the city is fine at the moment, the fall of the main city and city walls has determined the destruction of Nuremberg and the collapse of the entire eastern part of the Merchant Alliance!

They even saw that after Nuremberg was finished, the land around Nuremberg collapsed one after another like dominoes. The most terrible thing is that such a collapse is coming directly towards them!

The mercenaries were so frightened that they screamed and ran away.

And after the mercenaries escaped.

Countless slave workers rushed out of the mine cheering.

Hundreds of thousands of slave workers soon filled the entire exit. Although they did not see the collapse of Nuremberg, just seeing the scene after the fall of Nuremberg was enough to make them cheer for a long time.

This situation is also happening in other mining areas.

As the slave owners continued to work the slave workers who had ‘escaped’ from the elven-occupied areas into their own mines, everything today was destined to be irreversible.

However, as time passed, the slave workers gradually stopped cheering, and they began to feel confused and uneasy.

They don’t know where to go in the future. They knew what they had done, and they also knew that the Merchant Alliance’s army would soon launch crazy revenge on them.

But they really don’t know what to do next, go find the elves? But what should they do before they find it?

You must know that many people here have left their mines for the first time. It’s normal for them to feel uneasy and confused.

Looking at these restless slave workers, Mo Zuo could not help but look sideways and hesitate for a while while standing on the hillside.

He knew better than these slave laborers what was going to happen next.

Because the elves have to receive the Holy Maiden of the Iron Bank, they will not come to meet them, nor can they come to pay attention to this group of slaves.

Therefore, after the Merchant Alliance army reacts, they will launch a violent revenge that is far beyond the imagination of the slave workers.

The hundreds of thousands of slave workers here and many more slave workers elsewhere are almost destined to die. Because they didn’t just dig graves for nobles.

It even dug out half of the spine of the Merchant Alliance!

The mine they completely destroyed was one of the largest ore producing areas in the eastern part of the Merchant Alliance and even in the entire Merchant Alliance!

After a long period of hesitation, Mozo made up his mind.

It is also at this time that the long night breaks!

The first ray of light, representing the dawn and the sun, shot down from the clouds in the distance, seemingly unintentionally and seemingly representing salvation, falling in front of the slave workers.

At the same time, the slave workers also saw a figure standing on a high place under the magnificent sunshine. He said to the slave workers:

“Please allow me to lead you!”

The slaves hoped for the protection and salvation of the Sun King, and the Sun King came to answer their calls and prayers.

At the same moment in Rivendell, Sanchez presented a new prophecy tablet to Ra:

In the roar of the earth, the lightless will be redeemed. And the sun will also guide them!

180 Song in Praise of the King and the Holy Tree (4k)

Although the first ray of dawn was not dazzling, it was enough to completely cover the man’s appearance in the light of the sun.

This did not make the man ridiculous, but made the man who spoke loudly from above become as sacred as the sun.

Even at this moment, many slave workers regarded him as the sun, because this was the first time they saw what real light was.

Slave workers spend almost their entire lives in the dark mine tunnels. Ore sickness, landslides, severe lack of food and non-existent medical care, whipping and humiliation by slave owners were almost all part of their lives.

Therefore, when they escaped from the large mine and destroyed the slave owners, everyone was moved by what they saw, with endless surprises and even more panic from the bottom of their hearts.

Most of them have never seen the rays of the sun, or even an ordinary blade of grass.

In that dark mine, trapped in the cruel environment, even bryophytes find it difficult to survive. Not to mention a piece of grass that must grow under the light?

However, the light that even ordinary people can enjoy unconditionally has become a luxury dream for dozens of millions of slave workers.

This is not right, very wrong.

Everything in the outside world will be their biggest dream and pursuit before they can obtain it. For this, they even shouted out the resistance and anger from the mud people to the slave owners. And when everything comes true, what seems normal to ordinary people turns into a huge nightmare that even they are unaware of in their hearts.

Because of the unknown, there is fear.

At this time, what the slave workers need is not food and water, nor medicine and clothing, but a leader, a leader who can make them believe that this person can lead them to the light!

Mozo’s appearance is both appropriate and correct, because he is the only one here who can bring these slave workers out alive.

Nothing else will work.

The slaves may not understand what the person in front of them can bring to them, but from the moment this person stands up when all of them are extremely confused, they know their choice.

There was no need for cheers or crowding. As the sun rose higher and higher, the slave workers put away their confusion and panic, lowered their heads, meditated, and walked forward with peace of mind.

Mozuo, who was standing in the sun, stood on a high place and quietly watched the slave workers walking past him.

There was no need to confirm anything, because Mozo could clearly see that every slave worker looked at him with hope when they passed him.

That is a responsibility, a huge responsibility.

Regarding this point, Mozo was very clear and very heavy about it.

Can he allow the slave workers here to reach the elven-occupied territory safely?

Of course, the elves’ occupied area is not too far away from here. The forces of the Merchant Alliance will definitely retaliate, but Mozo also has ways to disrupt their offensive.

It’s just that Mozo needs to weigh the degree carefully, and he may even need to use elves or even the twin sacred trees to take the slave workers away safely.

The problem here is that once his identity is exposed, there will be a lot of trouble.

If it only stopped at the return of the Sun King, it would be considered a very good result. Because this is at best a problem between the North, Lorraine, and the elves.

Once it spreads, it becomes something else…

Just thinking about it, Mo Zuo felt that one was ten years old.

It’s not funny at all to cause a Doomsday or something because of you.

So Mo Zuo really didn’t dare to reveal his identity. At least under the current situation, it was obviously better for him to hide. Otherwise, others should think about the man named Mo Zuo. First he was the young wolf master who faked his death, and then he was the old wolf master who faked his death. There was even a Sun King wrapped in the skin of the old wolf master.

So is this guy still trying to have another baby?