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Chapter 1005 Slaves

destroy!

For Rumanai, in the next few hours, what awaits it is destruction!

This destruction was not brought by nature, but by the impact of gunpowder when countless shells exploded. It was like a violent whirlwind, easily tearing down all the buildings. Those seemingly solid brick and earth buildings became fragile like pieces of paper in front of it.

Many Green Cultists in the city were either bombed into the sky or buried alive in houses in the near-explosive explosion. Compared to those people, the slaves locked in the cellar in the huge waves of the explosion were undoubtedly lucky. At least to a certain extent, they did not need to worry about being injured in the bombardment. They were like a group of bystanders who were watching the sudden fireworks.

For slaves in the city, the fierce artillery fire is actually a colorful firework, at least not much different from it.

As a city, even a declining city, there are also a certain number of slaves in Rumanet. Those slaves include both European coastal residents plundered by Barbary pirates and Eastern European residents plundered by the Tatars of the Crimean Khanate. They are all resold as slaves to various parts of the Ottoman Empire as slaves. In the territory of the Ottoman Empire, there are millions of Christian slaves, young female slaves, who either become slave owners toys or continue to have small slaves with other male white slaves. The older female slaves are directly sold to the kitchens of wealthy families for chores and do the dirtiest labor. Of course, they also have "fertility tasks", work and give birth to small slaves, which is the fate of female slaves.

As for male white slaves, it goes without saying that they are used as the main cheap labor. These white slaves have to do about 18 hours of high-intensity physical labor every day, and they are all year round, and there is no salary. Well, in fact, it is just a little worse than 996. There are countless of these slaves who die from overwork. Almost every day, people die in labor places or in dark cellars.

Amid the deafening explosion, Kochakin from the Ukrainian prairie looked up from time to time from the breathable window near the ground. Although the smoke blocked his sight, he could still see the people running around in the yard. He could see the black "eunuchs" who were usually arrogant and whipped them casually with whips and screamed in horror, like women. He had no longer had his former domineering.

"God blesses, kill these damn guys!"

Unlike the fear of black eunuchs, Kochakin, who was also a slave, looked at the smoke outside from the narrow window with joy. The same was true for most other slaves. They listened to the explosion and felt the destruction of the earth shaking.

For these people who have suffered, their only wish is to see the destruction of the city and see all the Green Cults die in artillery fire, even if the price is that they will also die.

For slaves... death is the ultimate liberation.

"Who do you think is bombarding here?"

"Turk?"

"How is this possible? The Turks will bombard the Turks?"

"They are Egyptians! Not Turks."

"It's all the same, whether it's Egyptians or Turks, it's all the same,"

Yes, for these slaves, whether they were Turks or Egyptians, there was actually no difference, they were all slave owners.

"Why can't you be a Christian?"

“Christian!”

"Yes, maybe it was Spain and Habsburg that joined forces, maybe it was the pope who didn't want to see the Turks continue to attack Europe and then ordered another "crusade."

"Oh my god, is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? After all, they are pagans!"

For the white slaves who are enslaved and whipped every day, their only comfort is probably to fantasize about the so-called "crusades" and imagine the so-called liberation.

liberation!

For these slaves, this fantasy may be the driving force that supports them to survive. But in fact, this motivation is only for those who have just become slaves. For most slaves, during the long days, they will become increasingly numb in the face of cruel slavery. When they realize that they will never be free, that is, when they are desperate and die, this is also the reason why most slaves can only live to their thirties or forties, not just because they eat moldy food, dirty water and heavy labor, but more importantly because there is no hope.

And now, they see hope!

Whether it is the sound of the cannons, or the people who are running in the smoke of gunpowder, they have seen hope!

"Look, it's that guy Wahhabi!"

Suddenly, Kochajin pointed at the black man running away in the smoke and shouted loudly.

"Blast him to death, blow him to death..."

For a time, such shouts were everywhere in the dungeon. Wahhabi was a black man, the so-called "elephant slave". In Tianfang, all male black slaves need to go through "elephant slaves", which formed the unique "elephant slaves" in the Tianfang world. Compared with white slaves, "elephant slaves" are more loyal to their masters, which also makes them deeply trusted by slave owners, because slave owners cannot have time to watch their slaves every day, so they usually hand over this task to black slaves. Black slaves are in charge of white slaves. Although they are all slaves, black slaves feel superior. They are not ruthless when they beat white slaves. They torture and abuse these white people, and they are even more ruthless than slave owners. They even win the trust of slave owners by their ruthlessness.

Wahhabi is such a person, and unlike others, he was castrated, a typical psychopath. He enjoyed torture and abuse these white people on weekdays. Because of this, when he saw him crying like a woman in the fire, those who had been tortured and abused by him were all excited and shouted loudly.

"Blast him to death, blow him to death..."

Wahhabi, who was trembling in the smoke, obviously couldn't hear anyone else

Perhaps God heard their cry, suddenly, a shell fell beside Wahhabi. In the smoke of the explosion, people even saw a ball of red mist and flesh splashing, and his whole body was blown to pieces.

"Blessed by God!"

"Blessed by God!"

People shouted excitedly and prayed, celebrating that God heard their prayers and punished the sinner!

"It's a Christian! It must be a Christian who came to save us!"

"Thank God!"
Chapter completed!
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