A meal reduced the resistance in Zhou Xiang's uneasy heart to a minimum. After the marshalling was completed and the slave camp officials read out the rules, Zhou Xiang was even more surprised to find that his slave seemed to be no different from being a servant, except for his lack of freedom, holidays and no salary.

As for what the slave officials said, as long as they perform well, they can get rid of their slave status, few people in the entire slave camp will believe it. Because the trick of hanging a radish in front of the donkey and luring it to travel, even a rural peasant woman can use it skillfully. Who would believe in this kind of pie falling from the sky?

However, Zhou Xiang's joy did not last long, because he realized next that although the treatment was good, the slave was a slave.

First, there are stricter disciplines than the army. These disciplines cannot be violated, because once they are violated, they are either whipped half to death or executed directly.

Then there was heavy and dangerous labor. It was not until this moment that Zhou Xiang suddenly realized that Zhao Hujun dared to proclaim that the people of Zhao Hujun did not need to be employed. It turned out that we slaves were all working on their behalf.

Originally, Zhou Xiang could not withstand so much labor, and his mentality of running away reappeared. Most slaves did not dare to escape because of family problems, but Zhou Xiang, who was an orphan, did not have this kind of concern.

However, the treatment of food and meals was difficult for him. Zhou Xiang was worthy of being smart. He did not consider whether he could escape, but thought about what he would encounter when he escaped.

Don’t think too much, you must have been arrested by other warlords as cannon fodder soldiers. Not to mention whether you can eat enough, you can even explain your life in the first battle.

After this comparison, the idiot also knows how to choose. Zhou Xiang is smarter than the idiot, so of course he chooses one that is beneficial to him.

Speaking of which, humans are really a very cheap creature. The more they protect, the more fragile it is, the more harm it is, the more it is, the stronger it is, and it can grow vigorously without paying attention.

With the support of the meal and meal filling, Zhou Xiang finally survived the hard work of the first period, and then gradually became accustomed to it. When the muscles of the whole body were as strong as stones, Zhou Xiang did not think that the current labor was hard.

But although Zhou Xiang is still fantasizing about freedom, after all, slaves have such treatment, even the treatment of untouchables who are higher than slaves should be better than that of slaves. However, because he has never seen the treatment of these untouchables, this seduction is not fierce.

Gradually, Zhou Xiang thought he would spend his life as a slave. He was completely used to this kind of life where he worked hard and had food, clothes, and had a house to sleep. Now he was driven out of the slave camp, and he didn't want to because he didn't know how to settle his life.

The consequence of long-term brain failure is that your brain becomes dull.

When Zhou Xiang was a little tilted towards the walking corpse state, a thunderclap woke him up.

During a gathering of all the people, the officials in the slave camp read out a list of slaves. At that time, they thought that these slaves would be punished for committing a crime, but unexpectedly, the officials announced that they had been separated from their slave status and became untouchables because of their outstanding performance. Some of them became commoners!

Zhou Xiang looked at the slaves happily receiving the level badges, then quickly washed them, put on brand new clothes and wore the badges, and finally went to attend the farewell party held by the officials with a reserved look on their faces.

Zhou Xiang didn't know what others thought. He only knew that his eyes were red with jealousy, and he was so regretful that he wanted to take off his head and kick it a few times!

I am an idiot! Why do I remember sleeping when I am tired of eating and working, is I a livestock or what?

I don’t believe the officials?! If I had performed more a few days ago, I would have my own place at this banquet now!

I guess everyone thinks the same thing. When the freshly released free people leave the camp, there is no idle figure in the entire slave camp, and everyone works hard.

I know that such promotion is only once a year, and everyone has not reduced their enthusiasm because there is no limit on the number of places for this promotion. In other words, as long as the entire camp performs well, it is possible to cancel the slave status in the entire camp!

Just as everyone was busy, another louder thunder roared in Zhou Xiang's ears. Zhao Hu's army was going to select a certain number of soldiers from the slaves!

Everyone within the Zhao Hu Army's sphere of influence knew that the Zhao Hu Army was definitely synonymous with glory and wealth! Even if you die in the Zhao Hu Army, you can earn a generous amount of pension, let alone the rewards you get when you make meritorious contributions.

The most important point is that only by joining the army can you have the opportunity to win three enemy heads. Three merits are the basic requirements for promotion to the people.

I am a Shangmin! When I think of this, Zhou Xiang's saliva flowed down, which represents twenty acres of Yongye Field.

Zhou Xiang knew very well that as soon as the news was conveyed, the entire slave camp was boiling because the blood in his body had already been so hot that it was hot.

Immediately afterwards, when the slave camp officials announced that there were only one hundred places in the base camp, the atmosphere in the camp first solidified rapidly, and then a breath of anxiety appeared like dark clouds. Zhou Xiang knew that others became very anxious like him.

If it weren't for the rule of killing a companion, the slaughtering activity would be held immediately.

Looking at his strong muscles and strong strength, Zhou Xiang was a little nervous because his ability was not among the top 100 in the camp. It seemed that there was no hope this time.

As a result, he failed the exam as Zhou Xiang thought, but he was not as scrambled to the sky like others, but instead he was secretly happy.

The 100 most powerful people in the battalion were selected, and my current strength was definitely one of the best. Even if I choose ten people next time, I will be sure to be selected. Hey, just wait for a while to realize my dream. I don’t believe that Zhao Hujun will no longer need to expand his troops in the future.

Zhou Xiang worked hard while working hard, and was waiting foolishly. After finally waiting for the news that Zhao Hu's army recruited a warlord, destroyed a warlord, and annexed three warlords, Zhou Xiang jumped up happily. The territory became so large that he must need more troops to control it, and his chance came.

Unfortunately, the order to recruit troops did not come, but instead brought tens of thousands of strong slaves into the camp.

The increase in the number of people made it insufficient for the slave camp administrators, so Zhou Xiang and other old men naturally served as small leaders like the sergeant.

Zhou Xiang was not happy about this. First, this was not a formal official position. Even if he controlled a thousand people, he was still a slave. He had to salute a commoner and had nothing to be happy about.

Second, there are at least hundreds of newcomers who can compete with me. There are three of my team alone, and only four of them have them. Such an unreasonable thing happens around me. How can I be happy?

Just as Zhou Xiang was worried about gains and losses for a long time, the elderly, weak, women and children in the slave camp suddenly packed their luggage and retreated to the hinterland of Zhao Hujun. The young and strong slaves began to form. After a brigade was organized, a strange captain in the imperial uniform immediately came down.

Why is it weird? It's very simple. The military rank is the first-class private, but the identity level is the badge of the next-level powerful warrior.

The slaves who were a little despised by this first-class soldier were immediately respectful, and Zhou Xiang even gave the three fools in his ranks with only strength to stand up.

Zhou Xiang, who made his brains re-flexive because of his pursuit, memorized all the information he could access. In this way, all the soldiers with low rank and high rank were the confidants of the generals. Slighting them was like seeking death.

The captain had nothing nonsense and said, "The enemy invaded, you have been incorporated into the reserve team."

They each got a spear.

At the beginning, everyone was a little slow, but the captain shouted, "Listen! In this battle, the merits you have established are treated the same as those of the regular army. Whether I can improve depends on your performance!"

Zhou Xiang, who was holding the spear, was excited when he heard this. Unexpectedly, the opportunity that he had not been waiting for for a long time came, and immediately shouted: "Salary for the Lord!"

With him as a role model, the other slaves who woke up immediately expressed their merits! They all knew what kind of life they would live in the future, and it depends on how they sold their lives this time.

Walking on the road, Zhou Xiang, who pressed his waist knife with one hand and carried a spear with the other hand, couldn't help but praise his cleverness. At that time, he was the first to cater to the captain, so that the captain noticed him. When he set off, the captain actually gave him a machete.

If there are too many short weapons on the battlefield, it is definitely an important basis for saving lives and achieving success.

A slave with a thin body came over with a long spear and panting: "The commander, the subordinates found out from the captain's personal guards. The enemy who invaded this time was a warlord from Haiquan Province. The generals of the army had mobilized nearly four brigades to fight."

"Okay, Gouwa, you are a good guy. You really have a good idea to find out about it!" Zhou Xiang happily praised his subordinates of one of his four subordinates.

This slave who was about the same age as himself and was implicated by his master's family like him. Zhou Xiang inevitably regarded him as his former self, so he would take care of this slave without being controlled.

Seeing that the regular army was still rushing forward, Zhou Xiang couldn't help but send Gouwa to inquire, and then he found that all those who stayed in this area were slave soldiers belonging to the logistics organization.

Looking at the slave soldier who could not see the edge, Zhou Xiang secretly smacked his tongue.

How many people have Zhao Hujun demoted to become slaves? There is no need to worry about someone inciting riots when so many slaves gather together? Now all slaves have weapons!
Chapter completed!