Mage Joan

In a blink of an eye, December 20th, Qiao An set out from Yunzhong City early in the morning, planning to cast a spell directly to Shizhu City.

Interplanetary teleportation will inevitably deviate. After landing, Qiao An observed the environment and found that he was located on a small hill, his eyes were full of felled woods, and the bare tree stumps were like scars on the mountain, looking extremely desolate.

The young mage frowned, his eyes cast into the distance.

At the foot of the mountain is the endless stream of Mijiu River, and the church towers and street scenes of Grizzly Town can be faintly seen in the distance.

This river is the natural border between the Republic of Wilnoa and the Republic of Ignacio.

The War of Independence had just ended, and the two newly created republics had not taken care of strengthening border defenses. There were no military camps on both sides of the river bank, but there were a lot of temporary settlements built by colonists who crossed the border grandiosely and expanded their sphere of influence. To the west bank of the Mijiu River.

These new immigrants migrating from the east coast in a caravan of mules and horses formed large and small armed colonization groups, knowing that the other side of the river is not a wasteland without an owner, but a pasture opened by the Asa people, and they are still in groups. He broke in, circled a piece of land, felled trees in the nearby mountain forest, sharpened stakes to enclose the fence, and built rows of wooden houses to live as the owner.

The hill on which Qiao An was based was originally lush and lush, but within a month, it was chopped off by colonists migrating like locusts.

The bushes under the hillside were also set ablaze, and the scorched soil raised a smoky black smoke-the new immigrants planned to reclaim this land into a manor for growing corn. The bushes and weeds hindered the reclamation, so they did not hesitate to put it into practice. A torch.

The sight before him made Qiao An feel heavy.

As soon as the war was over, thousands of new immigrants migrated from the old world, making this land that was finally restored to peace once again full of gunpowder.

The Wilnoa authorities did not restrict the illegal migration of the new immigrants westward, and secretly sold rifles seized from the Fijian army to the new immigrants at low prices, allowing them to form a fierce armed pioneer group, clearly wanting to take advantage of these desires. The colonists who had acquired the land spearheaded and tested the bottom line of their western neighbors.

The Republic of Igdrasius on the other side of the river will not repeatedly tolerate it. If things go on like this, the two newly born republics will inevitably have frictions, turning from allies who fought side by side in the War of Independence to mortal enemies that have met each other.

Qiao An didn't want to see such a future, but he was helpless.

Recall that before the outbreak of the War of Independence, the main contradiction in the New World was not the frequent violent conflicts between the colonists and the aborigines for land competition?

What he sees and hears today can only prove that the course of history is not shifted by personal will. As long as the contradiction between man and land still exists, disputes cannot be avoided.

Just when he was in a heavy mood, a clear gunfire suddenly came from a settlement on the river, followed by exclamations and curses.

The young mage took out the remote view mirror, flicked the mirror surface, and projected the observation angle to the place where the gunfire came from.

The mirror showed an immigrant camp dozens of miles away. One of the barracks’ door was violently knocked open, and a group of dark figures rushed out of the door, running in small steps in a very weird posture, looking back from time to time. Exuding inner panic and uneasiness.

Qiao Ann adjusted his angle of view and saw that the running figures were all blacks, mostly wearing ripped shorts, their shirtless backs were covered with whip marks, and some people had iron shackles on their feet. No wonder they stumbled when they started running.

Obviously, this was a group of black slaves who had been sold from the tropical islands. They were not willing to be whipped by the white master. Taking advantage of the light of the sky, they managed to pry open the prison door and escaped collectively.

Qiao An used the remote viewing mirror to spy on the thoughts and thoughts of these fugitives through remote spellcasting.

It turned out that they didn't know where to find out that the Republic of Igdrasiu on the other side of the Meadow River had already enacted a law to prohibit slavery. They were very encouraged and planned to escape to the Asadian territory and free themselves.

However, this group of poor black slaves didn't seem to know that the land under their feet at the moment was the territory of the Republic of Igdrasius, and their master slave owner was not afraid of this.

The colonial settlement had its own civilian armed organization. After learning that the slaves were trying to escape, they immediately took up their rifles and rushed out of the street. While shooting threats, they ran to the stables, intending to hunt down the fugitives on horseback.

Qiao An knew in his heart that if he did not intervene, the fettered black slaves would not have escaped from the colonists’ claws. He couldn’t bear it for a while, so he switched the remote-view mirror to the stables, and performed the "mass malformation technique." ", temporarily turning all horses into bleating little sheep.

The gunmen rushed into the stable and were all dumbfounded when they saw this scene!

Some people suspect that they are dreaming, pinch **** their thighs, or slap themselves violently, screaming in pain.

However, this is not a dream. The horses have indeed become sheep. What is going on?

Did the fairies play pranks, or did the horses ate the poisonous weeds used by the witches to make alchemy potions and turned them into sheep overnight?

While the gunmen were arguing and arguing, the black slaves had already escaped from the town, forcing them to give up riding, cursing and running wildly, carrying guns to chase the fugitive slaves.

Qiao An smiled slightly and switched his observation angle to the black slaves, and found that they were exhausted and panting, and what was more terrible was that the footcuffs restricted their pace. After running a few steps, he would fall into a somersault, and his face was bloodied.

After thinking about it, Qiao Ann used the 8-ring "corrosion technique" through the mirror, and instantly turned the iron shackles on the fugitives into loose rusty dregs, and dropped them off the ankles on the grass.

The black slaves were taken aback by the unexpected situation. They knelt on the ground with limp feet, folded their hands over the top, bowed their heads in prayer in their native language, and seemed to be asking the gods for forgiveness.

Qiao An looked in his eyes, both angry and funny.

He obviously wanted to help them get away, but he frightened these stupid guys stupidly, thinking that this was a warning from the gods.

Shaking his head helplessly, Qiao An took a picture of "speech art" on his body, uttering "wind information art" in the dialect of the black slaves, falsely claiming that it was the tropical sea **** "Dargon" they worshiped, and urged them to hurry up. Run to the west, through the gorge in front, which is the important border town of the Republic of Igdrasius-the "River Valley Town" re-established after the war.

In River Valley Town, there are not only Asa hunters garrisoned, but also "peacekeeping troops" from the Far East, Canaan and Feizhen. When they get there, the slaves can be sheltered and liberated.

A group of golden whirlwind floated in front of the black slaves, and the voice of the enlightened voice came from the eyes of the wind.

The slaves were startled first, and then cheered collectively, yelling "Great God Appears" one after another.