A few days later, the Spring Festival, which represents the end of the year and the beginning of the new year, finally arrived.

The Spring God Festival, a traditional festival in Tieyu City, was originally a festival to wish the Spring God a smooth return. On this day, both men and women should bathe and change clothes to remove the dirt on their bodies and wash away the bad luck of the past year.

On this day, all things are about to usher in a severe winter, but the God of Spring will come after the severe winter and awaken all things in silence with her warm embrace.

The originally heavily guarded Iron Helm Castle now has its doors open, marble floor tiles covered with velvet carpets, candles, wreaths and wallpapers all decorated.

After some careful decoration, this usually gloomy and cold hall actually has a rather festive atmosphere.

In the main hall, Lan Ji, who was wearing a blue dress, was discussing something with a well-dressed male servant.

The valet looked at the newly added content on the list and asked with confusion: "Miss Lanji, are you sure you want to prepare for this project?"

"Don't delay, just make arrangements."

Lan Ji raised her eyebrows and scolded, giving the manservant no room to maneuver.

"yes!"

The male servant did not dare to disobey and immediately bowed and left.

"What's wrong? Lanji, what made you so angry?"

A strong male voice came from the left. Lan Ji looked at the direction of the voice, bowed and said: "Lord City Lord, it's just a matter of holiday arrangements. Those daredevils are not ready yet. I can't help but feel a little angry. Let's

The Lord is laughing!"

Feng Ze held his jeweled cane and nodded slightly. Apparently he was very satisfied with Lan Ji's attitude. He said:

"Oh? That's right. Today is indeed a very important day. All the nobles and gentry nearby will arrive. You must not make any mistakes today."

Lan Ji continued to lower her head and replied: "Understood."

"I've always been very satisfied with you, don't let me down this time."

Feng Ze's aggressive eyes glanced up and down the dressed-up Lan Ji.

Lanji replied respectfully: "Of course not, Master."

"Haha! That's right, be your slave and I will give you freedom when the time comes."

Feng Ze laughed and left Lan Ji.

Lan Ji slowly raised her head and looked at the man's back. There was no extra emotion in her eyes, only calm...seeing through all the calm.

"I look forward to your good show."

She looked up at the bright blue sky outside and talked to herself.

"Set it all... on fire!"

The gates of Iron Feather City were opened wide, allowing a large number of tourists and horse-drawn carriages to pour in. The number of guards patrolling the walls of the gate and in the streets also increased several times.

Elves, orcs, and human traders are also selling their products in the crowded market, and business is very booming.

Moreover, prostitutes were sent to dance among the crowds, and circuses and minstrels from various places performed street performances.

In the underground slave market, strong slaves are watched by slave traders holding whips, waiting to be sold on the side of the street. At the same time, there are also beautiful female slaves and handsome and tall male slaves who are selling them on wooden platforms set up at higher prices.

Listed for sale.

In the large arena, dozens of slave fighters were fighting with uncut weapons. Among them, the very popular female tiger woman used her powerful strength to crush the entire audience, stepping on the losers.

When the helmet was removed from the wailing body,

Her heroic and dazzling figure made many gentry and nobles in the audience applaud. When the richest man from a certain town came all the way to ask the receptionist about her price, he was so surprised that he couldn't agree.

Numbers from ear to ear.

Nowadays, the Spring God Festival in Tieyu City is no longer simply a wish for the arrival of the Spring God in the coming year. It is a pure commercial activity, attracting a large number of people from surrounding villages and towns to the city to sell or buy high-quality and low-price goods, thereby creating a better future for Tieyu City.

Earn lots of tax and fame.

However, these people, immersed in the festive atmosphere, did not realize that an undercurrent was surging in the world beneath their feet.

Since the season has entered winter, it gets dark very quickly, and lanterns begin to be hung on the streets where people come and go. At this time, in a certain room underground.

"Are you all ready? No information was leaked, right?"

The young man looked around at the orcs from various races around the round table. The eyes of these fierce orc warriors were now filled with the desire to fight.

The lizard man smiled and said: "Of course! When I told those little boys the news today, they still looked like they had been kicked by a horse!"

All the orcs also laughed. After getting along with each other these days, the young man understood that these seemingly ferocious orcs were actually straightforward and quite easy to understand.

"So everyone, let's start the action..."

"good!!"

The orcs stood up from their seats, and the boy took the lead and walked towards the door.

He knew that a "fire" that had never ignited in Tieyu City was about to come!

...

"Oh...why can others watch the lanterns on the street, while we have to watch the door here."

Guard A complained at the entrance of the dungeon. The usual guards here had gone to the ground to maintain law and order, and these guards could also take the opportunity to blackmail certain traders or a few slaves during the festival to obtain some additional income.

"Who told us that we are new here? Just bear with it, there will be times when we can stand out."

Guard B held his spear and shook his shoulders helplessly.

However, at this moment, two black figures were approaching them. Before the two unlucky guards could react, they suffered a heavy blow to the head and fell down.

The pig-headed man and the wolf-headed man, who were holding sticks and stones in their hands respectively, looked at each other, then stripped off all the equipment of the two guards, and then tied the two men with only a pair of underwear with hemp ropes.

And this kind of thing happened at almost every important level in the dungeon. The unsuspecting guards were attacked by the orcs one after another, and each level was taken down by the orcs with almost bare hands.

The slaves had been peaceful for too long, and the guards who acted as guards never expected that these lambs who were being slaughtered would actually show their teeth. In addition to the number of sentries being weakened due to festivals, some even neglected their duties and ran to the ground.

These scattered checkpoints are almost defenseless against the attacks of the battle-hardened orc warriors, and no one can spread the information underground.

After basically getting rid of all the guards in the dungeon, the young man and the orc leaders came to the grand martial arts arena.

This place was filled with confused human slaves. They were called by orcs wearing guard uniforms, although they didn't understand why there were so many orcs in the Iron Feather City guards, and they seemed to have slaves around their necks.

collar, but their consistent servility made them not intend to question it at all. Moreover, if they did not follow, these orc warriors who spoke vague human languages ​​would wave their swords and guns in the air, so they all gathered in the martial arts field.

stand up.

Since the orc slaves in Iron Feather City are basically prisoners of war, and Iron Feather City is a human city, it is within the sphere of influence of the Noah Empire. In this city where the main population is humans, the orcs who are discriminated against and excluded even if they are not slaves

Unable to adapt.

Orc slaves are not easy to tame in the first place. Even if they seem to be smoothed out under the whip, they still have a strong sense of resistance.

Coupled with the language barrier, orcs generally have hot tempers and are easily angered, so the guards of Iron Feather City who bully others do not dare to provoke them.

Therefore, the orc living area is in a very lax management environment. The young man is not worried about how many insiders from Iron Feather City are there. The highly respected orc executives are basically trustworthy. They are extremely dissatisfied with the current situation of being enslaved.

After understanding the feasibility of the plan, I will fully join in.

However, human slaves are different. Even if these slaves are prestigious, they are likely to leak information to Iron Feather City out of fear or greed. Moreover, human slaves have been in Iron Feather City for a longer time, and most of the slaves from outside are also

Tamed since childhood, he has a resigned attitude towards life in Tieyu City and has absolutely no desire to resist.

You may even be happy and grateful that Iron Feather City actually allows slaves to own personal property and buy items on the streets. This rule is civilized on the surface but cruel in reality.

Therefore, allowing human slaves to join the plan will be a huge variable, but human slaves are more than ten times the number of orc slaves. It is inappropriate to ignore this huge force.

"Are you confused as to why you came here?"

Under the protection of the orcs, the young man walked into the middle of the crowd and preached loudly.

"We are not guards, we are not your masters, we are slaves just like you."

This sentence caused the slaves on the field to talk about it, and some slaves even tried to leave. However, the orcs stood beside them with weapons, preventing them from moving rashly.

"Don't be afraid, we are all slaves and we don't want to harm our fellow humans."

The young man waved his hand to the orcs to put back the weapons they raised, and these orc warriors followed the young man's instructions.

"Now we have to do something, something that you may not have thought about until now."

These words made the slaves talk louder. The orcs looked at them with extremely intimidating eyes, and the talk became quieter.

"That means we make our own decisions, we are our own masters, we no longer take orders from anyone, and we no longer kneel down because of anyone."

"You seem surprised. Are you thinking, 'We are born slaves'?"

The young man looked at the eyes of the slaves. Their eyes were empty and confused. They were numb to their bruised bodies.

"Now I tell you, you are not born slaves, but human beings! Living 'human beings'! Not commodities! Not even livestock! But human beings, just like those so-called noble lords, they are living human beings!"

However, these words did not change the mood of the slaves. Sweat broke out on the young man's forehead. If he could not persuade these human slaves, then he would be equivalent to leaving an unstable time bomb in the plan.

Then, the success rate of the plan will be greatly reduced.

At this time, the cry of a baby was heard in the crowd. The boy turned his attention and found that there was a thin mother trying to breastfeed. However, since she had no milk, she could only let the baby cry, so the mother began to close her eyes.

What are you praying for?

The young man understood something. He took a deep breath and shouted to the crowd:
To be continued...