Chapter 1421 - 375: The Man-Eating City

Chapter 1421: Chapter 375: The Man-Eating City

A small town.

Many soldiers in armor held spears in their hands. They looked at the citizens standing before them like a dragon, and their words were filled with urgency.

"Aren’t you all trying to leave this city? Well, you can, just give us this gold and silver. It’s not much, just ten taels of silver per person."

"You shouldn’t resent us for collecting a toll here, we have no choice."

"Think about it, if it weren’t for our protection, this city would’ve been attacked by many bandits already. So, wanting to leave under our protection means you need to compensate us for our mental losses. Our brothers also need to eat."

After he finished speaking, the other soldiers laughed heartily.

Soldiers are supposed to be worthy of respect, protecting their homeland, willing to die without fear. But without a wise leader to suppress them, soldiers are no longer soldiers, but become hateful soldier ruffians, the most disgusting existence in the world.

In today’s world, let alone ten taels of silver, even one tael is extremely precious, and many of the citizens before them simply can’t come up with the money, trying to borrow from each other. Yet who would lend money at a time like this? Everyone is just managing their own small plots.

After the soldier leader finished speaking, among the citizens lined up like a dragon, a very uncomfortable person inevitably stood up.

A burly man emerged, shirtless, holding a child in his arms: "Why are you charging us such a toll?"

"We never needed your protection before. You forcibly killed our original city guards and claimed the outside is extremely chaotic!"

"You also controlled our food supply every month within the city. This forced us to leave, and now that we’re trying to leave, you want to charge us a toll."

"What you’re doing will incur divine retribution!"

The man spoke indignantly, and right after he finished, two soldiers with weapons approached, looking at him with mocking eyes. Seeing the man’s defiant gaze, one soldier thrust the spear’s handle into the man’s abdomen.

The man was instantly in pain, his eyes widened, and his face twisted with agony. Fortunately, the child wasn’t hurt, but still, the child was now scared stiff and cried out loud.

Seeing this scene, the citizens felt unspeakable bitterness and couldn’t figure out how to vent their anger.

Because their weapons had been completely taken away, and if it were just ordinary soldiers, they might let it go.

They could fight with numbers and potentially wipe them out.

But crucially, cultivators were hidden among them, so numbers were useless. If they tried to rebel, the cultivators would ruthlessly kill them.

It’s not that they could swap out a cultivator with their efforts; the cultivators could suppress them without expending a single soldier.

Feeling the surrounding people’s rage, the leading soldier showed no anger at all. He didn’t think this group was noisy; instead, he found them quite amusing.

Haven’t these people seen their fate clearly?

Don’t they know what kind of life they will face next? Do they really think the world outside this city will be better than inside?

What a joke.

Even though other large states have sent many rescue teams, these teams are exceedingly small and are attacked by the cultivators. They can’t establish a foothold amidst the warfare, let alone come to welcome you.

So where do you plan to go after leaving this city?

With your inability to even kill a chicken, in a war involving cultivators, you’re nothing but cannon fodder, merely stalks to be cut as you wish. Green leek stir-fried is quite tasty.

"So, those without money should go back, back into the city."

"If you really think you want to force the gate, then if you’re so capable, try it."

"Look at the distant smoke from the corpse pit. This is the result of disrespecting us. I don’t want you to become like that, so each of you better behave yourselves."

The leading soldier spoke leisurely.

He strolled to the city gate, and about thirty yards from the gate, there was a pit already dug, filled with various corpses, all beheaded and now covered with a thin layer of earth, looking like potatoes planted in the soil.

These citizens were the ones they murdered.