Black Dragon Kingdom Chapter 244

  Chapter 244 Serf to slave owner

  Five hundred miles away from the exit of the tunnel, in a village of more than a thousand people in a small basin.

  Mateo Colonna had a big cross printed on his head, and he walked proudly on the road inside the village with his ten soldiers with the word soldier printed on their heads, plus thirty slaves.

  Although he is just a ten-man leader, he is now the real ruler of this village of more than 1,100 people.

  In the entire village, except for the ten soldiers behind him, all the others are slaves.

It can be said that, except for the more than 100 slaves that the ten soldiers personally selected for themselves, the remaining 1,000 people are all his slaves, and he is allowed to do whatever he wants. Be awesome.

  After all, the lord can't do anything to the self-cultivating farmers and free people in the territory for no reason.

   And in this small village he ruled, his order is the sky, who wants to die? The other party will definitely not survive the next day.

  He is actually a native of the Western Territory. Back then, he was a farm slave of a lord who didn't have enough to eat or warm, commonly known as a serf.

  From the moment he can remember, he has been driven by the lord's steward as a cow and horse, trampled on his head, whipped, and even as a clown, he has performed ridiculous jokes one after another for the lord's son.

  His father was a serf, and his mother was also a serf. His ancestors have been serfs for generations.

   When he was five years old, his father fell in a field and never woke up.

   At that time, he didn't know how to be sad and didn't cry.

  When he was ten years old, his mother was forcibly pulled into a room by the lord's steward. He only heard a scream, and he never saw his mother again.

   At that time, he was sensible and cried miserably.

   But when facing the lord's butler the next day, he still had to kneel down like a cow and horse, kissing the other's dirty boots.

  Because he knew that as long as there was even the slightest bit of hatred in his eyes, he would not survive a quarter of an hour.

  With hatred, he grew up.

  The opportunity also came.

  He was drafted into the battlefield as cannon fodder to fight against the terrifying existence called the Dragon Alliance.

  The lord was defeated, he was captured because he lost his weapon, and was then assigned to a human warrior as a slave.

   After that, he followed the human warrior to the battlefield.

  He followed the human warriors into the castle of his lord, hacked to death the lord with a weapon, and avenged his vengeance.

  At that moment, he felt himself awakened.

   At the same time, he also became a soldier, a real person.

  He still firmly remembers the scene at that time. After killing the butler, he fell to his knees and cried like a child.

  Blood stained his clothes, and his rough, cracked hands were stained red.

  Amid the stench of blood and water, he cried for a long, long time.

   Then the soldier who was the slave owner stretched out his hand and said, "From now on, you are my soldier."

  At that moment, he seemed to see his savior.

  The soldiers took him to the military merit registration office, branded the word Bing on his head, and assigned him ten slaves.

  He became a master, completed the transformation from a slave to a slave owner, and obtained wealth, land, servants, and the most real honor and glory that he could not have imagined before.

  He became a Predator, and followed the soldier who had become the Commander-in-Chief, bravely going to the next battlefield without fear of death.

   War broke out again, and after seven battles, the tenth enemy fell under his sword.

  He became the Commander of the Tenth Commander, and the Military Merit Registry gave him a skill that could be cultivated to a second-level great knight, as well as a large package of extraordinary resources, encouraging him to practice and continue to make contributions to mankind.

   Then he was driven back.

  There are too many human soldiers and human slaves who want to go to the battlefield, no matter how crowded he can't get to the front line.

   Even as he charged forward, the front line kept getting further and further away from him.

  Those dark races, and those fast-running elves, dwarves, are simply monsters.

And the legends of their race are also cheating quickly, using the magic "swift technique" in the hands of their own soldiers, increasing their speed many times. He and his centurion can't catch up no matter how hard they chase .

  Finally, a certain guy saw that they had nothing to do, so he directly arrested their centurion and more than a hundred soldiers under the centurion, including him.

  Let them rule the Westlanders in the small basins that haven't been attacked.

  Recalling the appearance of the Harpy Commander wearing a dragon badge and ordering them back then, he still hates it now.

   "Boss, we have been idle for almost nine months!"

   "When can we go to war? Last time before the blood sacrifice of the centurion, we were ordinary people like us. After the blood sacrifice, we became a knight directly."

"Only centurions are able to perform blood sacrifices. Although our group of soldiers are not short of wealth and have some supernatural resources and skills, it will take eight or nine years to become a knight. I don't know if I can practice in this life." To the second-order great knight."

"I heard that our centurion will conduct another blood sacrifice in a month's time. According to some gossip, our centurion has raised his strength to the middle-level knight, and after this blood sacrifice, he can be promoted to a high-level knight. .”

   "In the next two years, you will be able to become a second-tier great knight."

   "The speed of strength improvement is so fast!"

   "We little soldiers have worked hard for a lifetime, but it is not as good as the centurion's several blood sacrifices."

   A soldier who saved Matteo Colonna speaks his heart out.

  The tone is full of envy and crazy desire for war.

  A centurion only needs to kill a hundred enemies to achieve it. In the past, his own centurion was also an ordinary person. He was able to slash all the way from a soldier to a centurion. Why couldn't he?

  As long as you are on the battlefield, I can do it myself.

  The other nine soldiers also became agitated in an instant, full of complaints.

   Their bones are almost rusting, and they always want to go to the battlefield.

They looked at their captain with expectant eyes. They knew that their captain followed the centurion all the way from slave to chief of ten. They had a very good relationship. They used the channel of the centurion to The gossip is quite well informed.

  They want to hear if there is a chance to send them to the front line to gain military merit.

  The days when they could not go to the battlefield were really unbearable for them.

  Listening to the complaints behind, Matteo Colonna cursed and said: "If there is a chance to go to the battlefield, I still need you to talk nonsense here. I would have followed the centurion to the front line."

  Then he said in a bewitching and encouraging tone: "We have to wait a few more years to go to the front line. The legions in the three directions have stopped attacking forward and entered the stage of rest."

   "Less talk will take a year off, but the Centurion is taking this opportunity to work with the Wanfu, and there will be opportunities to go to the battlefield.

   "All of you have given me good training this year. Don't lose my face if you don't get a single military achievement after going to the battlefield."

   "Great opportunity wasted!"

  The ten soldiers and the slaves surrounding them became excited when they heard that there was a chance to go to the battlefield.

   Only when you go to the battlefield can you gain military merit, and only after obtaining military merit can you use military merit to obtain everything you need.

  (end of this chapter)

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