Warhammer Wizard

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In the middle of the night, Desen woke up from the nightmare again and found that his face was covered with tears.

The rickety cabin was overcrowded, and there was only a dim gas lamp overhead. It could be seen that more than 20 people were packed into a narrow space of more than a dozen square meters.

The sultry hot and humid air was mixed with a disgusting smell of sweat, bursting into the nostrils.

More than a month ago, Desen must have vomited, but now he has gradually become accustomed to this taste.

He couldn't sleep anyhow, so he grabbed the chain on his wrist and sat up cautiously against the wooden wall of the cabin, so as not to awaken others by making noise.

Across the board, the sound of waves came from outside the ship.

"This time, I don't know where to be sent..." Desen thought numbly.

The shaking lights made his thoughts fly, remembering the nightmare just now, as if he had gone back to the catastrophe he suffered more than a month ago, leaving his family destroyed and reduced to slavery.

His hometown "Monolong" is a small town in the eastern part of the Principality of Kemel. His father ran a shop in the city. Although he could not provide a luxurious life like a nobleman, he supported a family and sent himself and his sister to school. , Much happier than the farmers outside the city.

If nothing happens, he will be able to take over the family's shop after two years of experience with his father, and ease his father who has worked his entire life.

However, the arrival of the Venus destroyed all this.

Monolong was more than two hundred miles away from the border between the Principality of Kemel and the Kingdom of Vena. There were military fortresses and troops stationed in front, but the people of Vena didn't know what to do. They bypassed the defense and suddenly appeared in Monolong. Outside the city.

Desen still remembers clearly that day when the Venar cavalry team defeated the city gate and guards in only half an hour.

These thugs who believed in the storm rushed into the city and set fire everywhere to kill people. A city with a history of hundreds of years was turned into ruins.

Desen will never forget the tragic scene at that time.

Both his father and mother died under the butcher's knife of the Venus. He and his sister hid in the cellar, but they still failed to escape the bad luck and were caught by the Venus. He tried to resist, but the Vinar who captured him was an extraordinary person, crushed by his strength and speed, and he was subdued without even drawing his sword.

Then, he and his sister were shackled and escorted all the way across the border into the Kingdom of Venus. Finally, they were covered with a black cloth bag in a port and sent to a slave ship.

When he took off the black cloth, two days later, he was dying of hunger.

I heard from the knowledgeable people around me that my place is Shenzhen-Hong Kong City.

The Shenzhen-Hong Kong City of the Oriense Empire!

Desen has always had a wish to take a trip to the Orionse Empire and see for himself one of the most powerful empires in the world, the mortal kingdom created by the legendary great wizards comparable to gods. The nobles and rich men of the Principality of Kemel, as long as they have money, send their children to the empire for training. It is said that several princes and princesses of Grand Duke Lenkmel grew up in the capital of the empire, Northriel.

He didn't have such conditions, but when he was in school, he spent a few years learning Orion, but he didn't have the opportunity to do it.

He never thought that he would come to the empire as a slave.

What is even more disappointing is that I cannot see the appearance of Shenzhen Hong Kong City at all.

After getting off the slave ship, he was sent to a prison-like slave market overnight. The tall stone walls and stern guards blocked him from looking outside.

The tribe was separated and locked up in a dark prison.

Desen tried to escape but never had a chance.

The only thing that made him feel fortunate was that the slave owners here did not deliberately abuse them. They had two simple meals a day.

Just like that, the past month was so muddled.

Until a few days ago, he was pulled out of the prison by the guards with chains and displayed like a cargo. He knew that it was time to decide his tragic fate again.

When he was scolded and raised his head, he saw a man.

The appearance of this man is very young, only in his early twenties, he should be about the same age as himself, but at the first sight of him, he left an extremely deep impression.

Desen has never seen such a person. He has a tall and sturdy figure, wearing a simple light armor, and a big blood-red cloak behind him. It is very eye-catching, but it is not as shining as his appearance. His handsome face has a pair of clearness. With firm eyes and extraordinary temperament, he is like a hero out of an epic!

He stood in that luxurious hall, surrounded by everyone around him, even the slave trader who had seen him once, nodded and bowed with flattery.

Desen could not describe how he felt at the time, and his mind was completely shocked.

The man swept across himself and the people with a scrutinizing gaze, his eyes were as calm as a lake, and he stayed on his body for a moment. It was very short. I don't know if it was an illusion. He seemed to be completely seen through without leaving the slightest secret.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a sentence: "Change another batch."

Then he was taken back to the prison.

Desen thought that he had not been selected, which should have been something to be happy about, but he was inexplicably lost in his heart, and kept thinking about that person's appearance and demeanor.

The clansmen in the prison also whispered about the adult.

There are many speculations, but no one can say exactly where he came from. The only consensus among everyone is that that person must be a very powerful transcendent, and must also be an imperial nobleman.

The day after that day, Desen and all the people were sent aboard the slave ship again.

This time the ship sailed farther at sea.

It has been four days, but it has not yet reached the end. No one in the cabin knows where they will be sent. Some tribesmen were not accustomed to sailing and became ill because of this, but they were treated by a pharmacist immediately, as if they were afraid that this batch of slaves would have a problem.

"Father, mother..." Desen murmured in depression.

He listened to the sound of the waves hitting the ship, unknowingly, tears flowed down again, but he did not feel sleepy.

I thought that the night was going to pass. Suddenly, a harsh alarm sounded in the cabin.

Everyone was awakened.

Bang bang bang!

The guards on the ship knocked on the cabin door loudly and shouted, "Everyone gets up, and when they are there, they are ready to disembark. Who dares to delay the time and eat the whip!"

Desen quickly stood up and awakened several clansmen who were still in confusion.

After a while, the hull shook slightly and stopped.

The fierce guards entered the cabin, chained the slaves one by one, waved their whips, and drove them out to the deck.

It was still late at night outside, and the sea breeze was a little chilly.

"It's late autumn."

Desen greedily took a breath of fresh air, tightened his linen shirt, looked outside, and suddenly found the slave ship parked in a huge harbor.

He had never seen such a large port. In the dark, he could not see the end at a glance. There were hundreds of ships docked in the berths, the docks were brightly lit, and many workers were working hard. Prosperous neighborhoods have been built in the docks, and there is noise from taverns and hotels, and people inside are playing all night.

Looking up into the distance, there are faintly tall buildings piercing the sky, and lights are shining in them, just like stars in the sky.

Desen noticed an unusually dark cloud in the higher sky.

It was too dark to see, but there was light shining in the clouds, barely illuminating some vague outlines, as if huge things were hidden.

"Where is this?" Desen muttered blankly.

Not only him, all the slaves were looking curiously, slowing down involuntarily.

Snapped……

The guards twitched their whips, screamed in the air, and yelled: "What to see, let's go!"

The slaves shrank their necks and disembarked one by one in fear.

When they arrived at the pier, they discovered that there were a dozen huge cars parked here. The bodies were heavy and long. They were bigger than any car in the Principality of Kemer. There were rows of seats in the carriage, which could fit three seats. After forty people, dozens more can be squeezed in.

Someone recognized it and whispered: "This is a bus, only in the big cities of the empire."

Desen opened his eyes. He had longed for the empire for a long time. Of course he knew what a bus was, and he finally saw it today.

The slaves were chased up and the whole car was full.

Desen was lucky and grabbed a window seat. The rigid iron chair was not comfortable to sit on, but it was better than standing in the aisle.

Batch after batch of slaves got off the boat and got into the car.

After a while, every car was full, and amid a roar of steam, the cars moved slowly through the wide road on the dock and out of the port.

Desen found that the guards who had transported him to the port were missing, and it was a group of mercenaries and centaur that had taken over.

Each mercenary is extraordinary, wearing armor and holding weapons. They ride on the back of a centaur and run along the sides of the car team.

The bus galloped in the dark, the road was smooth, with only a light bump.

Desen looked at the world outside the window curiously.

He has been able to determine that this is still an empire, but he doesn't know which city it is, and he has a few guesses in his heart, but he can't make an accurate judgment.

Suddenly, the bus turned into a wider road, and as the car moved forward, a large block of tall buildings appeared on the right side in front. Even at night, a few miles away, you can see that it is a brightly lit world, like a city that never sleeps!

Especially the three towering buildings, you can't see the roof when you look up, like three huge pillars standing under the night.

This attracted the eyes of all the slaves and let out an exclamation.

"I see, this is Modu!" a slave suddenly shouted, "My uncle had been to Modu before. He told me that these three buildings were built after imitating the wizard tower, and they belonged to a Gera The property of Earl Morgan."

"It turned out to be Modu..." Desen felt astonished.

He calculated from the voyage time of the slave ship, counted the cities along the coast of the empire silently, and guessed that he was either in Modu or a few large cities nearby.

The car went on.

Finally, an hour later, the bus drove into a huge manor, which should be a large farm to be precise, because the autumn harvest had just passed and most of the land was empty. Not far from the manor house, there are several large warehouses, and the car stops in the open space in front of the warehouse.

"All down!"

Someone outside shouted, although the tone was not as vicious as the slave guard, and there was no whip warning, the slaves still did not dare to delay, and they got off in orderly groups.

When all the slaves got down, the bus immediately started to leave.

There were already people waiting in front of the warehouse. They all seemed to be Kong Wu's powerful transcendents. They divided more than 1,000 slaves into five teams, each with more than 200 people, and assigned them to five large warehouses like factories. .

Entering the warehouse, Desen found that it had been transformed into a dormitory, divided into dozens of rooms with wooden boards. Each room has a row of wide beds, which can sleep seven or eight people side by side without being crowded. The beds are equipped with quilts and clothes, and there are washrooms and toilets in an area of ​​the warehouse.

Although these conditions are still very crude ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, they are many times better than prisons and cabins.

Each slave was assigned a bed and quilt clothes.

The mercenaries released the shackles and chains of the slaves, seemingly not afraid of them running away.

Suddenly freed, Desen's first thought was to find a chance to escape, but he looked at the mercenaries guarding the door of the warehouse and couldn't beat any of them. Even if dozens of people were agitated, or even all the clansmen in the warehouse did it together, it would be a dead end.

The gap between ordinary people and extraordinary people is too big!

Desen lined up honestly, and after a simple wash, he felt much better physically and mentally. He was lying on the bed, smelling the cotton cloth on the quilt, his mind finally relaxed and he fell asleep unknowingly.

This time, he no longer had nightmares.

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