Clang clang clang clang!
The bell tower rang rapidly, and the ashen-faced miners looked up. This was the ringing of the summoning bell, which had not rung for a long time.
A wooden platform had been built in the central square of the town. It was a place where large-scale gatherings were held. During festivals, people could even come here to listen to a big show. At this moment, the platform was brightly lit.
A row of people knelt on the platform with their hands tied behind their backs. Around them were a group of silent swordsmen, their shadows flickering in the firelight, exuding a murderous aura.
"You're from the Ape Deity Mountain Villa. Why did you attack us? Did the White Ape King order you to do this? "
A luxuriously dressed man raised his head and asked in surprise. A moment ago, he was comfortably enjoying the banquet in his courtyard, but now, he had become a prisoner. His cultivation of Xiantian second stage was enough to rule this mine, but how could he fight against more than ten Xiantian masters? He was very familiar with the names of several of them. Even if they had come to the Galloping Horse City, they would still be guests. So, how could they suddenly attack him?
"It's not the White Ape King, it's me!"
A voice came from the darkness, and the man looked back in surprise. Two orange-yellow dots flashed in the darkness, leaping onto the platform. The swordsmen bowed their heads. "Your Highness!"
The man's eyes widened. It was not the White Ape King, but a burly man with long arms that reached his knees. He could not tell his specific cultivation level. The man squatted down in front of him, tilted his head, and asked, "You're the boss here?"
"Who … who are you?"
Li Qingshan stood up and asked the crowd, "Do you know who I am?"
No one dared to answer. They were just the lowest miners. Even a small foreman could whip them at will, and now the unreachable mine owner Ma was kneeling there obediently.
"I'm Li Qingshan …"
Li Qingshan's voice was not particularly loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly. With every word he said and every wave of his hand, the surroundings gradually boiled over. Several thousand pairs of eyes stared at the platform. Under the illumination of the firelight, the man with an unusual appearance seemed to radiate with a wondrous charm. He pointed out a path to heaven.
Just as Gu Yanying said. These people liked his idea far more than the swordsmen. In Li Qingshan's words, those with vested interests were far less revolutionary than the oppressed classes. Therefore, we must arouse the masses and rely on them. From the crowd to the crowd.
The miners were physically strong. However, most of them only had the most superficial inner force. When the mine collapsed, it was not enough to keep them alive. Every day, they lived on the edge of death. In this world where martial arts prevailed, death was not something to be afraid of. Moreover, the White Ape Sword Technique was something that even the top experts in the Jianghu were willing to risk their lives to obtain.
In the end, the voices were like ocean waves, surging over wave after wave. On the high platform, other than Li Qingshan, everyone's complexion changed. This was the first time in their lives that they had felt such prestige.
"King, Marquis, General, and Minister, do you have guts?" Li Qingshan opened his arms wide.
"Hero King! Hero King! Hero King! "The miners raised their arms and shouted.
Li Qingshan grabbed Mine Master Ma and threw him into the crowd. "Now, I'll hand him over to you!"
The crowd dispersed. This was the prestige that the Ma family had established for two hundred years. Mine Master Ma was frightened. "How dare you … The Galloping Horse City will never let go of any traitor!"
The miners were immediately enraged. "When did you ever let us go?"
"I was just too hungry, so I hunted a deer in the forest and was sent here. My poor parents had no one to serve them, so they starved to death!" "I didn't do anything at all, I just said something wrong and offended someone with the surname Ma!" "Instead of working here until I die, I might as well fight!" "Fight!"
The crowd drowned Mine Master Ma like an undercurrent. His shrill screams rushed out of the undercurrent and pierced through the night sky.
The swordsmen were horrified that an Innate Master had died like this.
Li Qingshan laughed. He grabbed another man and threw him into the crowd. The man screamed in mid-air and was torn apart in the blink of an eye.
Screams were heard one after another. Flowers of flesh and blood bloomed one after another.
The atmosphere in the field reached its peak, almost fanatical. Those who were tied up were trembling and begging for mercy.
Li Qingshan did not spare anyone. He was like the Devil King of Hell, using living people to feed a group of ghosts. But he was also like the incarnation of justice, breaking the shackles and revolutionizing the world!
The sky was bright, but the bloodstains were still visible.
There were more than a dozen blacksmith furnaces in the square. Thousands of miners were lined up in a long line.
The smell of meat permeated the air with a sizzling sound.
Dozens of people took turns to stamp a red-hot soldering iron on the chest of each miner and print the word "World". This was the proof of membership. Then, they could receive a page of the "White Ape Swordplay". Those who had not received their turn were impatient, while those who had received the swordplay were overjoyed. This was a peerless swordplay. Even if there was only one page, it was enough for a person to reach the sky in a single bound and become a first-class master.
From today onwards, they didn't have to mine anymore and could practice openly. Moreover, they wouldn't be practicing by themselves. It was said that they would be personally guided by the "World Society Leader". This was something that everyone dreamed of. Many of them were illiterate and could not understand the swordplay at all. Not everyone had the ability to learn without a teacher.
In a large open space outside the town, everyone was holding a standard iron sword. They lined up neatly and waved their swords one by one. The atmosphere was extremely lively. A swordsman was in charge of practicing, while the other swordsmen were shuttling through the crowd to guide them. In their eyes, these miners were extremely clumsy. They used swords like hoes. Not many of them were attractive, and most of them had missed the best age to practice martial arts. If it were not for the two figures on the hillside not far away, they would have started to slack off.
However, there were also people with insight who thought, "This is just the beginning. Among so many people, there are bound to be a few talented people. Even if these people can't become experts, their descendants will have a chance!"
"Qingshan, how is it?"
On the hillside, Gu Yanying turned around and asked. She was wearing a silver eagle mask, which was made by the best swordsmith in the city overnight. It was used to cover her face, which was "the world's number one", so that it would be convenient for her to act.
"This is a very good move. The miners are very disciplined and obedient."
Li Qingshan nodded approvingly. Last night, Gu Yanying had not been idle. She had drawn a lot of armor and crossbow drawings and ordered the craftsmen to build according to the drawings. The design of the crossbow was exquisite and practical, and even the most experienced craftsmen were amazed. But the problem was with the simple craftsmanship of the armor. Armor was not popular in this world. In Jianghu, it would only be a burden. Not only was it extremely inconvenient to move, but its defense was also very limited. Any master of the Internal Style could crack the internal organs with one palm.
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