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Chapter 1850 miserable

Marching camp, prison.

Under every warship in the Dayu Army, there is an extremely spacious space, which includes power formations, armory and other important places.

Although there are prisons in military camps, the army does not support idlers.

If you make a mistake, you must serve hard labor in prison until you are released.

Dayu's military laws are extremely strict, and if you do a little wrong in many places, you may be killed.

Even if they don't die, the punishment they receive is not something that ordinary people can bear. Therefore, many people, even if they have arrogant personalities, just keep their tail between their legs when they get to the military.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

In the prison, there was a sound of banging everywhere, day and night.

Many people struggled to knock on some armor and weapons. It was dark here, and a total of eight giant furnaces were constantly rising with flames, making the temperature here very hot.

Pieces of armor and weapons are produced here.

After the fifth team was imprisoned, they were sent here to work all night long.

"Brother Dai Feng, I really can't hold on anymore. If I keep doing this, I'm afraid I will die of exhaustion."

"Yes, many brothers can't hold it anymore these days. I've been doing it for fourteen consecutive hours. Besides, all the magic power in our bodies is trapped. If we continue like this, we will die sooner or later."

Several people gathered around Dai Feng, talking in low voices.

There are also special iron cuffs on their hands and feet. There are some special inscriptions carved on these iron cuffs, which will restrict their magic power and prevent them from exerting any magic power.

Dai Feng's face has changed a lot these days, but his eyes are still firm.

"Hold on for a few more days, and when the general pacifies the Starry Sky Pirates, this army will be disbanded. At that time, you and I will return to the Ministry of War. Although the hands of the Xu family are long, they can't reach the head of the Ministry of War."

Dai Feng also sighed deeply, and could only comfort everyone in this way.

No one thought that they would provoke Yu Qi.

Even many generals in the army did not dare to offend Yu Qi, let alone ordinary soldiers like them.

"Hurry up, get up and work!"

"I'm talking about you, get up quickly. All the ten thousand long swords requested by the boss today must be produced in a hurry. If the construction period is delayed, you will die!"

Several guards were already shouting nearby.

Boom!

Suddenly, a young man finally couldn't bear the hard work for days and collapsed on the ground exhausted.

Although they are monks, they are not gods after all. Now that their own magic power has been limited and they have experienced such long-term labor, they naturally cannot bear it.

"Sir, he is young, can you please let him slow down and continue working?" Dai Feng hurriedly came over to beg for mercy.

Snapped!

But suddenly, the guard whipped Dai Feng hard on the face.

"Who do you think you are? You are a bunch of trash like pigs and dogs. Your only use is to work here. Get back quickly. If the construction period is delayed, I will take care of you." The guard yelled.

"what are you doing!"

"If you dare to touch Brother Dai Feng, you are seeking death!"

In an instant, all the soldiers around gave up and came over angrily.

The guard felt confident and laughed loudly: "A bunch of trash, without your magic power, you are nothing!"

After saying that, the guard pointed, and a sword energy struck directly on the head of the young man lying on the ground.

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