Dempsey muttered something to himself, then looked up and looked ahead into the tall and dense forest full of rejuvenation, but the scenery of Cuiren failed to make him feel better. Instead, he gradually became irritable and cursed. "Damn dragon, damn Norman, damn empire, damn old Dick! ……”
Looking far away, you can see that Dempsey is sitting in a two-horse carriage in a queue.
This line of queues is not too long. There are less than 100 people in total. In the carriage, there are seven fine horses and more than a dozen horses. All of them are warriors in armor. Their armor is a bit shabby, either without leg armor or with rusty breastplates, or it is simply an arm with armguards and a bare arm with strange shapes.
Except for a few of these riding and riding teams, most of them walk slowly and follow quickly. According to their clothes, they can be divided into two categories. One category, although worn, is still at least tidy. They often carry big packages or simply make their own small mops to drag things. These people account for the majority of the other category, and some of them are even more pitiful. Their clothes are broken, and they have nothing to carry. They carry more than their heads. There are about a dozen such people.
Looking back to the carriage, you can see Dempsey riding in a carriage, and one person is a woman.
Compared with Dempsey, who is fat and short, this woman is almost flush with Dempsey and looks much better, although she is not a beautiful girl.
After hearing Dempsey’s incessant complaints, she looked down and saw that Dempsey’s clothes were torn and comforted, "It’s a small hole. I’ll just sew it."
Hearing a woman comforting Dempsey complaining, he finally stopped to reach out and grab the woman’s hand without saying anything. His eyes gradually calmed down. After he looked ahead, he saw the desolate scene in front of him. His eyes couldn’t help but get impatient and muttered to himself, "I really don’t know whether it’s right or wrong to move my family to Siam this time. I heard that it’s a very messy place …"
At this point, Dempsey couldn’t help cursing again. "Damn dragon, damn Norman, damn empire, damn old Dick, damn Randall, damn Cynthia!"
Compared with before, he added two more names to this scolding sentence, and as soon as he heard these two names, the woman next to him immediately looked around consciously and put her hands over Dempsey’s mouth.
Dempsey is a woman’s hand away. "What are you afraid of? They’re in danger now! Besides, our horse is coming to Siam. Can they care what I say? ！”
Women are very timid. "Always be careful. Don’t you go back for a generation?"
This sentence is evoked Dempsey’s reverie, his eyes dazed for a while and he laughed bitterly. "The dragon will return to the mainland this time, even if it really can’t go back, and we are going, but even if the kingdom of Siam can really drive the dragon out again as it did more than a thousand years ago, we don’t know if it can last until then."
Hearing Dempsey’s words, the woman didn’t know what to say at the moment. "If you want to open something up, there will always be a turn for the better. Maybe it won’t be long before the kingdom can drive the dragons away?" But look at her expression. Obviously, she doesn’t believe it herself.
If the kingdom can really drive the dragons out of the country so easily, and they need to throw everything away, even the title of noble nobility, and go to that place where chaos is better than that?
The two men fell silent for a while, but the sad atmosphere didn’t last long. Dempsey soon laughed and said, "It’s not without benefits that we can keep slaves, isn’t it?" He said, with a wave of his hand, he drew a half circle and passed the poor people on the left side of the line who were in the poorest clothes.
"seventeen slave. this is something that even my grandfather, that most heroic in family history, failed to do!"
The woman doesn’t know what to say to nod her head, but her eyes swept away from the slaves with a hint of sadness. Obviously, this pampered lady is not used to this social hierarchy that has been cut off for a long time.
It’s a coincidence that the two of them are talking about these slaves here. In the middle of the team, a male slave with a thin figure and ragged clothes is walking. Suddenly, his body shakes and doesn’t shake for two times. After that, he directly falls headlong, carrying things and blocking the road behind him.
Suddenly, the second half of the accident stopped, and the first half of the accident was stopped after a short journey.
"What’s wrong? What’s wrong!"
Dempsey climbed up from the carriage and hurried to this side.
The incident has been surrounded by several servants, and there are two knights from Malay who maintain discipline. There is an emergency. Mr. Harvey, the butler of Dempsey, is in charge of the overall situation.
Along the way, people saw Dempsey coming, and they made a way for Dempsey to get in smoothly.
When Dempsey walked into the forest, he found the fallen slave.
He has been turned from a prone position facing the ground to a supine position, and it can be clearly seen that there is a piece of blood on his forehead, and blood is slowly oozing out, and several stones where he just fell are stained with deep red blood.
Things scattered on the ground have been cleaned up by slaves.
"This slave broke his head."
Mr. Harvey, a middle-aged and clean gentleman, briefly introduced the scene to Dempsey and finally asked for instructions, "What should my master do?" He’s been in a coma for a long time. If you take him away, you can find a carriage to carry him. "
When Dempsey heard that he was looking for a carriage to carry this guy, his brow wrinkled, and when he saw this guy covered in dirt, his brow wrinkled even tighter. He thought for a while and then waved "throw it away" at last.
Although it’s a pity that this slave is his private property, but this guy is in a coma and injured, and I don’t know if he can wake up. Besides, it’s not worthwhile to keep his precious horsepower resources, so it’s better to lose them.
As soon as Harvey heard the answer "yes", he would command people to throw this guy to the side of the road and not get in the way, but there was a whisper among the slaves around him.
"He’s not dead yet!"
"At least help him dress the wound."
"Alas …"
……
Those slaves not only said that their eyes were full of rabbit’s death, fox’s sorrow and sorrow. Obviously, these poor people are civilians. They are not used to slavery, which has long been seen from people’s daily life, or they are habitually seen from the perspective of civilians. But it is also because they are seen from the perspective of civilians that no one dares to really come out and save this slave. This bold discussion has already made Dempsey very dissatisfied.
"Do you want to be thrown away with him!"
Dempsey drank a big drink and looked at him one by one. Those slaves who came into contact with his eyes consciously bowed their heads and dared not look at his department, fearing that he might accidentally throw him into this desolate wilderness.
Being a slave is a bit miserable, but it’s better than being eaten by wild animals alone.
Dempsey looked around again and saw the slaves shivering in their eyes. After a turn of their eyes, they were very proud. "Want to save him?" Yes, I don’t want my property to be lost in vain. If any of you is willing to carry him all the way, save it! "
As soon as this sentence came out, the slaves were stunned.