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Chapter 1006 From slave to free man

The fierce artillery fire can not only bring death to people in the city, but also hope to some people.

And sometimes hope is just a ray of light, just like now, when the west reaches the light becomes people's hope.

Light!

A dazzling light shone in from a corner of the dungeon. The bricks and stones were flying everywhere on the ground, and the screams of the injured were also heard in the choking smoke. But everyone stood there, and the slaves in the dungeon all looked at the hole as big as a table.

Enough to let people walk out of this dungeon!

Everyone held their breath, and people stared at the hole, their eyes full of desire!

That is the desire for freedom, and as long as they go out from there, they will be free!

In fact, in the past few hundred years, any white slave who was robbed had thought of escaping, but only a very small number of them successfully escaped. After all, their skin color and appearance were obviously different from those of the locals. They were very conspicuous among a group of people, so it was almost impossible to escape.

But now it's different!

Now, the dungeon has been blown up. Although there are still many people from Tianfang outside, so what?

Now the people of Tianfang are trapped in artillery fire, and they can escape in the chaos!

Should I escape or not?

Everyone was hesitating, they didn't know what choice they should make.

For Kochakin, who came from the Ukrainian prairie, perhaps he was not a Cossack, but it did not mean that he did not yearn for freedom. In fact, since the day he became a slave, he has been longing for freedom, longing for one day to return to his hometown, return to the Ukrainian prairie, and return to his family, if his family is still alive.

Finally, he took the first step. As he walked forward, everyone looked at him. When he crawled out of the corner of the dungeon wall that was blown up by shells, he saw that most of the houses in front of him turned into ruins. And on the yard, there were corpses everywhere. Many of them were corpses of black eunuchs.

One person walked out, and then there was a second one, and then more and more, hundreds of slaves came out of the dungeon. Although the smell of gunpowder in the air was very choking, they still took a deep breath of the air, as if this mouthful of air was free.

Yes, this is the fragrance of freedom!

When he saw a black eunuch coming towards him, Kochakin did not hesitate at all. Although there were no weapons around him, there were bricks and stones on the ground. He bent down and picked up a brick and smashed it at the eunuch. The same was true for the other slaves. People picked up the bricks and smashed it over.

In an instant, the rain-like bricks flooded the black eunuch. When the man cried and screamed and wanted to escape, someone took the knife and wooden stick he picked up from there, howled wildly, and chopped towards the eunuch.

But in just a moment, under the random knife and stick, the eunuch became a pile of minced meat.

The slaves covered in blood looked at each other, and suddenly, no one shouted.

"Kill all the Green Cultists..."

While they were yelling, they did not forget to open other prison doors. Soon, thousands of slaves were released. They rushed out with sticks, swords and guns in their hands and killed the pagans nearby.

They rushed into the nearby yard, killed the guards and eunuchs in the yard, and then released the white slaves. Perhaps there were only more than 20,000 people in the city, but there were tens of thousands of slaves here. These slaves were imprisoned in various parts of the city. As soon as the freed slaves were rescued, they joined the battle group. They held various weapons in their hands. Without knives, they held wooden sticks. The gravel bricks on the ground without wooden sticks were their weapons. No one knew how many people were, and they shouted loudly.

"free!"

"free!"

Some of them speak Spanish, some speak Armenian, some speak Greek, and some speak Ukrainian... Although their languages ​​are different, their desires are the same.

free!

From beginning to end, they had only one shout, and only one thought was left.

In order to gain freedom, they could rush to the Egyptians without hesitation. Even before them, there were hundreds, even thousands of Egyptians, even with scimitars and muskets, but these people who longed for freedom shouted loudly, and they were not afraid of death at all.

In the sword light and sabers, hundreds of people fell down, but more people rushed over. They shouted horns and "freedom", and then smashed bricks and stones like raindrops toward the Egyptians.

When the Tianfang people were smashed to death, more slaves rushed over with swords and rods. They tried their best to kill the Egyptians. For a moment, there were screams everywhere on the streets.

The shops and residents everywhere, as long as there are people living in places, as long as there are no places that have been blown up, they will go to smash and ignite. As long as they see people, they will chase them, and there are screams everywhere.

These Tianfang people were obviously shocked. They did not expect that the slaves who were not afraid to look up in the past would dare to resist them! But even if they were surprised, they could not change the reality that the slaves rushed towards them. Many people even had their heads landed before they could react.

However, there are also some lucky people. There are also some Coptics living in Rumanet. Faced with these crazy revenge white slaves, they took out the cross hidden in their clothes and shouted the name of Christ Jesus loudly, which allowed them to escape.

These slaves did not completely lose their minds. They were just chasing the people of Tianfang and the Green Cultists. On this day, when the city of Rumanai was trapped in artillery fire, and when the Ming army fleet was spitting out devastating artillery fire here.

The fleet at the sea did not know what kind of madness the city was trapped in. The slaves who came from all over Europe roared and shouted in various languages. They vented their slaves frantically. They held swords and sticks to their former masters. These slaves who were usually humble no longer had their past "meaning" and all became very brave. Although most of them had no weapons, they held all kinds of things and even sticks as weapons. Those once arrogant people turned into their dead souls under their sticks.

Whether it is a man, a woman, an elderly or a child!

No one can be spared in this crazy revenge!

After learning about the slave riots and killing people everywhere in the city, Jahard immediately sent two hundred musketeers. As soon as these musketeers arrived on the street, they were startled by the tragic situation in front of them. Those white slaves were crazy! They actually dared to kill their master!

Kill all these pagans!

The musketeers shouted and lined up and shot at the white slaves who were rushing towards them.

A neat gunshot sounded immediately on the street. When the gunshots sounded, dozens of people were immediately knocked down, and the people who rushed in the front were even knocked away by the bullet. Some people around them stopped, but the next moment, this silence was replaced by an angry roar.

"free!"

Once again, the slaves shouted, waved swords and guns, and rushed over desperately. The musketeers looked at everything in front of them in disbelief.

They are crazy!

Before they could come back to their senses, bricks and stones like raindrops fell on them, and then those slaves who were crazy, rushed over without hesitation, and killed with swords and guns, completely ignoring their own lives and death.

In an instant, blood flowed into a river of blood on the street!

"Father of Heaven!"

The injured slave lay on the ground and cried with a smile on his face. Although blood was gushing in his chest, there was a smile on his face.

"Please save me, forgive me, I am free..."

Free... At this moment, he is free, he is a free man in life and dies as a free man!

free!

For these slaves in the city, their only belief is freedom!

They are willing to trade their lives for freedom, even if it is just a moment of freedom!

In the past, freedom was just something that existed in dreams for them, but now freedom is within reach. Even if they die, at least their souls are free.

Faced with these slaves who were killed for freedom, those slave owners who were arrogant and did not regard these slaves as humans completely lost the courage to resist. Faced with the slaves' reckless attacks, they could only retreat step by step.

The fierce melee did not just happen on the streets of the city, but also spread to the city walls. When the slaves rushed up the city walls, the officers and soldiers on the sea also discovered the chaos on the city walls. They were surprised to see that there were people fighting each other everywhere on the city walls, and the slaves and Tianfang people were chopping and killing each other on the top of the city.

What's going on?

No idea, but without any hesitation, after discovering that the enemy was in chaos, Zheng Sen immediately ordered the troops to land.

This day was undoubtedly a disaster for Rumanet. Tens of thousands of slaves frantically revenge on everyone in the city, whether civilians or soldiers, they were their enemies, and they cut and slaughtered all those who could move. The streets became battlefields and the houses turned into rubble.

When everything was over, the bustling towns were reduced to piles of broken walls. Among the broken walls, the slaves who had gained freedom cheered in the ruins, waving their weapons in their hands and shouting excitedly. They were venting their excitement there, and now they are finally free!
Chapter completed!
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