A trip to the second dimension

"From your looks, this is your first time doing corvée labor, right?"

After finishing his meal, the thin man put down his bowl and looked at Jackie Chan with a somewhat tired expression.

"How did you know?" Jackie Chan asked curiously.

"You can tell from the fact that there are no calluses on your body from wearing handcuffs and shackles. I have been doing corvée labor for many years and I am considered lucky. However, I guess this is the end of it. The Holy Lord in Xianyang City wants to start a lot of big projects. We are called laborers, but in fact, there is no difference between us and slaves. We may die at any time."

As the man spoke, he yawned, lay down on the spot, turned his back to Jackie Chan, and said, "Hurry up and rest. If you want to rest again, I am afraid you will have no chance. You are strong and healthy, so maybe you can make it through."

After speaking, the man had no other movement.

Looking at the man's back and looking at the large group of laborers sitting or lying next to him, Jackie Chan fell into deep thought again.

The man just mentioned His Majesty the Holy Lord, so he was not talking nonsense.

In other words, the dynasty he is in now is not the real Qin Dynasty in history?

The one who rules this continent is not Qin Shihuang, but the demon wizard Holy Lord mentioned by his father?

Thinking of this, Jackie Chan suddenly grabbed his hair with a headache.

The original Qin Dynasty was troublesome enough, and now there is a magically modified Qin Dynasty, which is even more troublesome!

I just hope that Gao Yao has not been in trouble. I have to find a chance to escape first, and then find a way to find Gao Yao.

It is absolutely impossible to serve here honestly. Although Jackie Chan is an honest man, he also has his own little tricks.

Well... you can also say that Jackie Chan is actually just an honest man.

Wait a minute, wait until everyone is asleep, and then I will leave directly.

Looking up at the dark sky, Jackie Chan roughly confirmed the direction and prepared to escape directly to the southeast later.

It must be difficult to find Gao Yao alone in such a big world. Fortunately, he can find hope for help when he is in doubt. With the Dimension Chat Room, Jackie Chan said he was not panicked at all.

Time passed slowly. In this desert area, the temperature was extremely high during the day, but at night, it was extremely cold.

There were no thick clothes or bedding to keep warm. Hundreds of civilians who slept directly on the ground were shivering from the cold.

The soldiers next to them had been tired for a day and did not have much energy to continue listening to the civilians.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Jackie Chan slowly got up and prepared to use the power of the chicken and rabbit spells to leave quickly.

But at this time, suddenly there was a shouting and killing sound from the front.

Then, the alarm bell in the camp was sounded, and the entire sleeping camp suddenly became active again.

"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack! Get up quickly!"

The soldiers ran and shouted in the camp.

Everyone was awakened and got up one by one.

The torches in the camp were also quickly lit. In the blazing fire, the vision of the entire camp became much clearer.

"Everyone, follow me to kill the enemy!"

A general who was responsible for guarding and managing their group of civilians drew out his dagger, opened his mouth and shouted, and led all the soldiers here to rush out of the camp. Soon, the shouts and killings became one.

"What's going on?"

Jackie Chan looked at the camp that suddenly became chaotic and asked the thin man next to him.

"This is close to Tuanguo. It should be the people of Tuanguo who came out to catch slaves. Those small countries are like this. They come to rob us of what they don't have." The thin man's expression became even uglier. Serving corvée is exhausting to death, and being captured as a slave by people from other countries, I don't know what I will go through.

This world is simply not easy for people to live.

Hearing this, Jackie Chan looked at the crowd shouting and killing outside the camp again, and finally decided to help.

Although Jackie Chan was not a good person on both sides, it was still a bit unbearable for Jackie Chan to watch them kill each other.

Thinking of this, Jackie Chan used his telekinesis to forcefully break the restraints on his hands and feet, and ran out quickly with his feet turned outward.

"Excuse me, excuse me, lend it to me!"

Rushing into the battlefield, Jackie Chan bent down to avoid the scimitars that several Tuan soldiers chopped at him, and with his hands, he pushed the two people in front of him and sent them flying backwards. Then he reached out and snatched the scimitars of the other two Tuan soldiers.

Holding two knives, Jackie Chan used the back of the knife to "ding-dong" block several attacks from others, and then quickly fought back, knocking them down one by one.

"Huh!"

A strong wind swept over the back of his head, Jackie Chan bent forward, kicked his hind legs backward, and threw the man over, hitting him heavily on the earth wall behind him.

Turning back, Jackie Chan felt a little embarrassed when he saw the soldier's painful face.

But then, as if they had noticed Jackie Chan's movements, half of the soldiers who were originally besieging Vice General Pang rushed towards Jackie Chan!

Four soldiers formed a formation with scimitars to besiege Jackie Chan, waving the four scimitars up and down like a tiger.

But the attack was very regular, up and down, up and down.

This made Jackie Chan keep crouching forward and backward, and his steps kept retreating backwards.

The two scimitars blocked left and right, and there was only a clanging sound. The four strong soldiers exerted their strength suddenly, and with a "click", the scimitars in Jackie Chan's hands turned into pieces on the ground.

The scimitars were broken, but Jackie Chan kept waving the handles as if it was a conditioned reflex.

After hitting a few times, Jackie Chan saw the four soldiers in front of him with their hands on their hips, looking at him as if they were watching a joke. He realized that the weapon in his hand had broken, and immediately scratched his head with a smirk.

"Ha! Take your life!"

Jackie Chan was still scratching his head, and the four strong soldiers attacked again, with great power.

Jackie Chan was so scared that he dropped the handles of his swords with both hands, rolled back in embarrassment, and after barely dodging these attacks, he pulled up a flagpole standing next to him.

Holding the flagpole as a spear, Jackie Chan "slapped" twice, relying on the advantage of a long weapon, and directly knocked the two people to the ground, and then suddenly thrust, stabbing the flagpole directly into the handles of the other two people's scimitars!

Because the handles of the scimitars used by these people all have semicircular guards, Jackie Chan's flagpole stabbed in and lifted up, which directly made their scimitars slip out of their hands.

Looking at the four people opposite looking at each other, Jackie Chan immediately shook the flagpole in his hand proudly, making the two scimitars rotate continuously on the flagpole like propellers.

However, he didn't notice that the two knives rotated lower and lower, and finally rotated several times close to Jackie Chan's scalp, cutting off all the hair on Jackie Chan's head.

Jackie Chan, who was too proud of himself, reacted and quickly put down the flagpole.