In order to completely defeat the prestige of these nobles, Zhu Youxiao asked Zhao Xiaoxiao to hold a complaint meeting of ten thousand people.

A complainant who had prepared in advance and had joined the Safi Rescue Army and had received simple training came to power.

I saw him telling his misery in tears. It was really even more miserable than miserable. It was simply miserable. His mother opened the door to miserable and was miserable.

"Do you know! Woo woo..." the complainant said while touching tears.

"All fifty people in my family died at the hands of those nobles. My previous generation was a slave, my next generation was also a slave, and we will always be slaves!"

"We have to give all of our nobles, they don't need to do anything, they just need to enjoy everything."

"When the Ming people came before they came, I couldn't understand why they could snatch everything from us at will, and we could only bear it."

"Think about it! Who has never been bullied by the nobles? Who has any of your family has never been killed by the nobles? "The complainant cried with a snot on his face and pointed at the soldiers below with a bubble and a roaring.

The nobles were kneeling below at this time, and the two soldiers pressed against them one by one. In order not to let them speak, they blocked them with their smelly socks.

When they saw the slaves on the stage dared to accuse them, they would just make them angry and vomit blood. If they hadn't been suppressed, they would have rushed up to remove the slave soldier.

The glory of nobles cannot be insulted!

Many slave soldiers below also began to sob, each of them was crying, their hands were bulging, and their eyes were filled with anger.

Because they do think that things are happening around them.

Who has never been bullied by the nobles? His father and mother are slaves, and everything he has to be dedicated to the nobles, and even the children are the property of the nobles.

But they worked for the aristocrats and fought for their lives, but in the end they got nothing because they were slaves, and slaves were born to be enslaved by the aristocrats.

Although the story told by the soldier who complained above has been processed in some artistic way and has become easier to guide other people's feelings, art comes from life. For the Safis, slaves are really not as good as dogs. These people live a more miserable life than the people ten years ago in the Ming Dynasty.

At least the gentry of the Ming Dynasty had to be more face-saving and restrained, but these Safi nobles were really unscrupulous and did whatever they wanted, without any regard for their face.

Even the story is not as miserable as the real one. The soldier who complained was brought in. The story he told may not be his, but it is all real cases.

How can you not be excited by the soldiers below?

Because the people above are right, why can the nobles dominate everything, and they have to bear everything, are the nobles really invincible?

Looking at the nobles who were kneeling in a row, they were still noble at this time. The noble bloodline was kneeling in front of them. I have to say that this was really a joke.

When the majesty of the nobles was squeezed bit by bit by bit by bit by bit, the nobles were just such a mentality in the hearts of these soldiers.

These people are only born as nobles. Their strength is because they have their own slaves. As long as they don’t listen to them, they will be no different from themselves.

And maybe these people are not their opponents.

After the three-day complaint meeting, more and more people were guided to start complaining. After each soldier, he seemed to release the three mountains pressing on his back, his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer hurt, and his standing was even more straight, as if he had gained a new life.

The nobles also understood what the Ming people were going to do, and they actually wanted to use the hands of these untouchables to get rid of them.

How can this be! How can this be!

I am a nobleman, I am a nobleman!

So these nobles began to howl one by one, and they wanted to exchange all their wealth for support from the Ming people.

But Zhu Youxiao shook his head and scoffed at the demands and contributions of these nobles.

What do I need and you still need to send it to you?

The entire Safi is the inherent territory of the Ming Dynasty. You are just a group of thieves, but they temporarily occupied my wealth. After I recovered Safi, everything you will return to my hands, so it is a huge joke that you dare to use my things to bribe me.

Is I the kind of person who accepts bribes? I am a dignified wise ruler. I want to fight against those dirty people to the end!

During the three-day complaint meeting, the entire Safi army came to power, and then the crying tears could drown these nobles. They stared at these nobles one by one with red eyes like wild animals. If the Ming people were not watching, these Safi soldiers would have wished to go up and tear up these nobles to break up and avenge their families.

Because Bamus was not born in a noble family, he was not among the nobles. He was brought up alone. For three days, he silently watched these Safi soldiers become violent from childhood.

Yes, it was violent. He looked at these soldiers and their eyes and knew that as long as the Ming army guarding the nobles retreated, they would rush forward and swallow the nobles directly.

What do these Ming troops want to do? What do these Ming troops want to do!

Do they want to provoke a war between nobles and slaves? Don’t they know that slaves cannot be opponents of nobles?

For thousands of years, slaves have resisted one after another, but the nobles have always stood firm, and even those slaves who successfully resisted have finally become nobles.

"Enough! Are there no nobles in your Ming Dynasty?" Bams dealt with him in fear.

The war between nobles and slaves was really terrible. It was so scary that the commander of the legion had seen the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and it was so scary that the commander of the legion had seen his family fall into the whirlpool of death.

Zhao Xiaoxiao, who was covered in fiery red, looked ahead, pressing the hilt of the sword with one hand and forked his slender waist with the other.

"In the past, our Ming Dynasty also had nobles." Zhao Xiaoxiao said.

"What about now?" Bams asked hurriedly.

"Now they have been sent to the guillotine by my Emperor Ming Dynasty." Zhao Xiaoxiao said.

"But isn't the emperor the biggest noble?" Bams widened his eyes.

Zhao Xiaoxiao turned his head and looked fanatical: "No! Your Majesty is our saint of the Ming Dynasty. The saint will eventually lead the Ming Dynasty to the path of Ming Dynasty's characteristicism!"

After the complaint was over, the Ming army no longer stopped these already crazy Safi soldiers. They seemed to be shrouded in a hundred times violent and bloodthirsty halo, and tens of thousands of soldiers rushed towards the nobles.

Use fists, teeth, and all your body weapons.

After a chaotic period, only a red mark was left in the original aristocrats, and each aristocrat was incomplete, as if they had been bitten by countless beasts.

In the end, the Safi Rescue Army was finally established, and basically all the soldiers joined in, because they were already stained with the blood of the nobles, and they had no way back.

The First Division of the Safi Rescue Army, the division commander Bams.
Chapter completed!