Just when Hanhai and the others were surprised, an officer at the forefront of the other army suddenly shouted loudly—

"Prepare to attack! You group of lowly slaves, this time the Immortal Pavilion gives you the opportunity to make meritorious contributions! If anyone kills an enemy, he will have the chance to escape from the slave household registration and become a civilian!"

"Killing three rebels will not only leave their slave household registration, but also directly join the Xiange army and become regular soldiers!"

"Bastard, what are you waiting for? Come on!"

Army of slaves!

So that's it.

It seems that Xian Pavilion also saw that there were too many soldiers and horses in the Retro Club, so it could only organize a large number of slaves and throw them into battle. These slaves basically built ordinary buildings in Shangqing City. As for those who built the Tongtian Tower, they were not transferred, because the construction of the Tongtian Tower could not be delayed for a minute or a second.

Moreover, although there are not many permanent troops in the Immortal Pavilion, there are still many armor and weapons stored, and they can instantly arm an army.

Although these slave army had never participated in the battle, they were very disciplined. Because in normal times, there was only one consequence of not being disciplined - execution. Therefore, they who worked hard together all year round, as long as they heard the arrangements and commands of their superiors, they immediately organized in an orderly manner, which had formed an instinct. Therefore, at first glance, the organization of these slave soldiers was very good.

"It turns out they are slave soldiers." Xia Huju said to Hanhai, "The combat effectiveness of these soldiers should not be strong. However, they are under too much pressure on the retro warriors. Moreover, if we are blocked by these ten thousand people, even if we kill them completely, we are afraid that our own troops will be completely lost."

Hanhai nodded, looked at Xinyao Tianwu beside him and said, "Teacher, what should I do?"

Xinyao did not think: "During the period of slave soldiers and witches and demons, the demons also had such an army. This army was very mechanical and killed people without death; but in fact, they were also very disloyal. As long as their fighting spirit was broken, this army was most likely to collapse."

When Xia Huju heard this, he suddenly rushed to the front. At this time, the opponent's army had already moved forward neatly. The situation was so critical that Xia Huju actually started singing.

He actually sang!

The thick and desolate voice, coupled with the abundant and high aura, made his singing ripple over Shangqing City. Even after he "lead the singing", even the thousands of retro warriors behind him sang together. It seems that this is what Xia Huju used to inspire the warriors when he was practicing military service.

Of course, in the troops in the world, we had to sing military songs. But it was not suitable here, so Xia Huju chose a song that was more suitable for the facts of Penglai, which was quite exciting and shocking. So the lyrics after a slight change made Han Hai almost fall into the ground after hearing it.

"Get up, a slave who is hungry and cold;"

"Get up, all the suffering people in Penglai."

"The blood is full of passion, and we must fight for freedom!"

"The old world is full of flowers and water, and the slaves get up, get up!"

"Don't say that we have nothing, we must be the masters of the world!"

"This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow!"

"In ancient times, the peaceful and prosperous era must be realized..."

"Internationale", Xia Huju actually brought a bunch of slaves to roar "Internationale" in this suppressed and murderous late night!

There was a eldest brother who plagiarized ancient poems in front of me, and now there was a second brother who plagiarized songs. The two brothers were shameless to the same extent.

But it has to be admitted that this revolutionary song that is highly inflammatory and once prompted millions of people to sacrifice their lives and sprinkle blood for it, is indeed powerful infectious and appealing.

When Xia Huju taught this song to the warriors of the Retro Society, many warriors were roaring in tears. Because they were also slaves before, they had always longed for freedom. Now they gathered together to allow all the slaves in Penglai to gain freedom - and at the same time, they also completely liberated themselves.

Thousands of people sang together, and their voices were majestic, shocking the nerves of everyone in Shangqing City.

In this rich dark night, when dawn is approaching, everyone is actually looking forward to the light.

Even the ordinary people hiding at home in Shangqing City, trembling, began to be infected at this time. The anger that had been bullied and humiliated for generations for three thousand years was pissed by this song.

This song was a great inspiration to the soldiers of the Retro Club at this time. Although they were under attack and were constantly reducing their staff, they lined up in an orderly queue, sang while walking, and headed straight to the army of tens of thousands of people in the opposite Xian Pavilion.

Although the army of tens of thousands of people on the opposite side was also advancing, the pace was getting slower and slower. Because he was even more slaves, they were more susceptible to infection.

Finally, their officer felt something was wrong and turned around and roared: "A bunch of waste, cheer me up and kill me!"

As he said that, he raised a sword in his hand and cut off a stale slave soldier beside him.

At the same time, several middle- and low-level officers also began to raise their whips in their hands and urged the slave soldiers to advance forward.

However, these idiots don't know that this behavior will have a severe reaction, which will make the slaves sadder their destiny and arouse their anger.

Finally, a bold slave raised his hand and grabbed the whip raised by a lower-level officer, holding it tightly!

Perhaps, the slave was also timid and afraid, but his will to resist made him stretch out his hand and hold the whip tightly.

At the same time, in this army of slaves, some people were strongly infected and began to hum. At the beginning, there were very few people humming and their voices were very low. However, more and more people followed, and the momentum became increasingly louder!

"Get up, a slave who is hungry and cold;"

"Get up, all the suffering people in Penglai."

"The blood is full of passion, and we must fight for freedom!"

...

Finally, a few more bold slaves suddenly broke out!

Several of them rushed up and suddenly killed a lower-level officer beside them. Then, the slaves shouted: "We are all slaves, all poor people. Why should we aim our swords at the rebels who are also slaves? No, we must also be rebels!"

"It's reversed, we'll follow it!"

"Kill all these powerful and blessed masters, kill all the officers of the Immortal Pavilion who bullied us, kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

This rebellious sentiment instantly spread throughout the entire slave army camp. It was like a flame that ignited an unstoppable wildfire.

Moreover, the rebellion was still spreading outward. Finally, in every corner of the city, anger rebellion sounded. More voices came from ordinary people in Shangqing City who were also bullied.
Chapter completed!