Free Web NovelChapter 19: Selling Captives
"Master, my lord, it’s a secret chamber!" Jiang Qin’s eyes were about to pop out.
My lord is truly a remarkable person!
Even he, a former bandit, couldn’t have imagined that treasures could be hidden so ingeniously!
In the end, it was because the influence they were building wasn’t as extensive as the Yellow Turbans, so their wealth hadn’t reached the point where they needed to construct a secret chamber to hide it.
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After coming out of the secret chamber, both Long Chen and Jiang Qin had joyful expressions on their faces.
The gains from this trip were enormous. There were four more crates in the secret chamber, which amounted to 1,000 silver coins, and a small box containing a full 10 gold coins, equivalent to 1,000 silver coins.
These Yellow Turbans were swimming in wealth, or rather, the Yellow Turban leader was swimming in wealth, while the foot soldiers below were still relatively poor.
It’s quite normal when you think about it. During the Yellow Turban’s looting sprees, the wealthiest and most prosperous households in the cities were the main targets, and those wealthy households had far more riches than these bandits!
Even a small commander had 1,500 silver coins and 10 gold coins in stock. One could only imagine how much treasure a bandit leader like Bandit Leader Zhang would have!
Thinking about this, Long Chen couldn’t help but yearn for a battle with Bandit Leader Zhang.
However, it was just a passing thought. His current strength wasn’t at that level yet unless he collaborated with other forces.
"Check the wealth attribute!"
[Wealth]: 2,360 silver coins, 10 gold coins
In addition to the treasures, Long Chen also found a C-grade skill book, a C-grade martial technique, and a few architectural blueprints.
It was truly a bountiful harvest!
"Learn C-grade skill Crescent Slash."
"Ding! Learning successful..."
[Skills]: Heavy Strike (D-grade, inflicts 150% damage on the enemy, with a 20% chance of causing a bleeding status.) Crescent Slash (C-grade, inflicts 160% damage on the enemy, with a 40% chance of causing a bleeding status.)
With this, he gained another life-saving skill.
As for the C-grade martial technique "Yellow Turban Body Refining Method" (which enhanced physique and increased martial power and stamina), Long Chen chose not to learn it.
This was because each player could only learn one martial technique, and they couldn’t change it later. So, Long Chen had been resisting the temptation, intending to find a martial technique he was truly satisfied with before embarking on training.
Just then, a robust voice sounded from outside the door.
"My Lord! I’ve brought these little bunnies back to you!"
It was none other than the burly Zhou Tai, carrying Xu Wu and Xu San, who were as light as little chicks in his strong arms.
Xu Wu and Xu San were keeping their heads down, trembling uncontrollably.
"Ah! It’s You Ping(Zhou Tai) returning!" Long Chen said with a smile.
He quickly went to greet them.
"You Ping, you’re back!"
"My Lord, I haven’t failed you!"
Zhou Tai firmly slammed Xu Wu and Xu San onto the ground, then saluted Long Chen with a serious expression.
As soon as he stepped out, Long Chen detected a strange odor in the air.
"Hmm, there’s a weird smell in the air..."
"My lord, I believe that peculiar smell you’re referring to is the stench of these two fellows," Zhou Tai said, pointing to Xu Wu and Xu San, who were quivering on the ground.
Following his gaze, it became evident. There were indeed signs of urine on the crotches of their pants.
These two men had been through something that terrified them.
However, that wasn’t essential; these two would both become his experience pets, gaining him experience points.
Long Chen, carrying the Blood-Drinking Blade, took slow, deliberate steps toward Xu Wu and Xu San.
With each step, the aura around him became increasingly ominous, and the intent to kill grew more pronounced.
"Sir... Sir, have mercy!" Xu Wu’s body was trembling like a cork; he didn’t want to die!
Long Chen didn’t pay any attention to him and approached closer, just a few steps away.
"Sir... Sir, spare our lives! I... I have valuable information!"
Long Chen continued to ignore him, and the Blood-Drinking Blade was raised high. The cold wind, accompanied by the killing intent released by the blade, was especially icy and piercing.
"Please, spare our lives! I... I have information about Wu Ba’s specific location!"
Clang!
The Blood-Drinking Blade stopped about an inch away from Xu Wu’s neck. He was only one step away from the Grim Reaper, gasping heavily.
"Go on!" Long Chen said coldly.
Wu Ba, the leader of the Ru’nan Yellow Turbans, was a formidable character. The government had issued a reward of ten thousand silver coins for his capture. Despite this, no one knew where he was hiding.
It was quite unexpected that this obscure Little Commander knew such information, although its accuracy remained to be seen.
"My older brother is Wu Ba’s personal bodyguard, which is why I know Wu Ba’s specific hiding place!"
"However, Wu Ba has more than one hiding place. I know of eight possible locations..."
These words caused a significant stir in Long Chen’s heart. He hadn’t expected this Wu Ba, the supreme leader of the Yellow Turbans in Ru’nan, to be so crafty in preserving his own life.
It was no wonder that the Governor of Yu Province returned empty-handed each time; it turned out this guy was exceptionally skilled at avoiding capture.
"Detain him!" Long Chen instructed several soldiers.
At the same time, he glared coldly at Xu Wu and said, "If you dare to deceive me..."
With that, he lifted the Blood-Drinking Blade and smashed a nearby wooden table into smithereens.
"This will be your fate!!!"
Xu Wu quickly kowtowed and wailed, "I know! I know! I would never dare to deceive you, my lord!"
Then, several soldiers took Xu Wu away.
"Big Brother! Big Brother! Save me!" Xu San fell to the ground, crying bitterly.
Xu Wu didn’t even acknowledge him.
Damn it, if it weren’t for this idiot, I wouldn’t have ended up in this situation!
Go fend for yourself, you fool!
Facing Xu San, Long Chen simply swung his blade.
Blood sprayed three feet!
"Ding! Killed a second-tier unit - Yellow Turban Warrior *1, Experience Points +526."
"Ding! Congratulations, you’ve leveled up to level 22!"
A two-level gain, not bad at all!
"My lord, how should we deal with the 1,500 captives outside?" Zhou Tai asked.
After contemplating for a moment, Long Chen gave the order, "Select four hundred elite men from them to join our Dragon Village’s troops. As for the other captives, I’ll consider the situation later."
"You can start by choosing the four hundred elites!"
"Yes!" Zhou Tai eagerly turned to leave.
Long Chen walked over to a chair and sat down.
In his heart, he thought, "After this battle, my troops suffered nearly a hundred casualties. After filling in four hundred from the captives, our strength will be restored to a thousand and two, even stronger."
It’s not that he didn’t want to bring all the captives into the army.
The current situation didn’t allow for taking all the captives.
First, they didn’t have enough provisions to feed them, and at most, there was only enough to sustain 1,200 soldiers for a few months.
Second, Yu Province was not his home base; he was planning to head north to Ji Province soon and wouldn’t stay in this place for long. Bringing so many captives would be a burden.
He wondered if there were any players willing to buy these Yellow Turban captives.
With a spark of insight, he opened the chat for Yu Province.
"Wow, the leader of ’Wind Rules the World’ guild, ’Solo Dance Wind,’ has issued the final attack order!"
"Let the slaughter begin!"
"Damn, why are these Yellow Turbans so fierce in every battle?"
"My thirty militia members have been reduced to only eight, sob... This is unbearable!"
"Who can top my misery? All fifty of my militia members are gone..."
"Damn, they have special units, Yellow Turban Warriors. We’ve stirred up a hornet’s nest. Brothers, I’m going back to the newbie village... Ah!"
Following the attack launched by the Yu Province alliance ’Wind Rules the World,’ hundreds of players were chatting excitedly in the province chat. Some lamented their dire situation, while others boasted of the treasures they had found.
"Bro, look at what I found!"
"What? A beautiful woman who was abducted by the Yellow Turbans? Is it even possible to do that here... (smirking emoji)"
"Bro upstairs, you’re so... lewd. But I’d also like to know the answer to that!"
"Of course, it’s allowed! The game’s official rules say that it’s 100% realistic. I’ve already engaged in some ’adult’ activities before... (grinning emoji)"
"What? Geez, big bro, take me with you..."
Long Chen was left speechless by this chat.
It’s unbelievable!
Quickly, he took out his notebook and wrote down this "important information."
Any man would fantasize about having a romantic encounter with the beautiful ladies from the Three Kingdoms.
Long Chen silently typed a message in the chat.
Green text: "Is anyone interested in buying Yellow Turban captives?"
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Originally, the noisy chat room fell silent for more than ten seconds when this message appeared. Then, the chat was flooded with more than 99+ messages.
"Green text? Big bro, please take me with you!"
"Isn’t that the veteran player ’Sword Wind’? The one who first founded a village?"
"Oh my god, it’s really him!!!"
"What? There are Yellow Turban captives? Big bro, I want to buy a bunch of them. I was just worried that all my militia members would die out! Plus, Yellow Turban soldiers have a good foundation, making it easier to train them. Big bro, what’s your price?"
"Yeah, big bro, I want to buy too!"
"I just want to ask quietly, big bro, are you so rich that you have Yellow Turban captives? How many do you have?"
Long Chen turned and looked at the nearly 1,500 Yellow Turban captives behind him.
Deducting those to be enlisted...
He calculated a number silently.
Green text: "Around 1,000 or so..."
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"Is this... Is this big bro? He’s almost as big as a major guild!"
"Upstairs, have some confidence, just remove the ’almost’..."
"Wow, big bro, please support me..."
Long Chen ignored these messages and checked his private messages, which were also over 99+.
A large number of players privately messaged Long Chen with their offers, ranging from buying 10 to 100 captives.
Long Chen checked the prices and confirmed trades with those whose prices were reasonable. A flash of light descended on the Yellow Turban captives, and several dozen of them disappeared instantly. In return, he received silver coins in his inventory.
This automated trading system was one of the impressive features of the "Great Lord" game. Players could make transactions without the need for close proximity. They only had to agree on the price, and the game system would handle the rest. This feature was limited to transactions within the same province, ensuring that it adhered to the game’s geographical boundaries.
Long Chen couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if players decided to sell something more unconventional in the game, like their "assets." He quickly shook off such thoughts and saw a green message.
It was from a significant buyer, a player with the ID "Solo Dance Wind."
This was the leader of the alliance "Wind Rules the World," the same alliance that initiated the attack on Yu Province.
"Sword Wind: How many do you want?"
"Solo Dance Wind: How many do you have?"
"Sword Wind: 760."
"Solo Dance Wind: I’ll take them all! Do you want real currency or in-game currency?"
Long Chen was surprised by the choice of payment options, especially because he hadn’t heard of using real currency for in-game transactions in "Great Lord" before.
"Sword Wind: real currency will do."
"Solo Dance Wind: Give me your bank account number. I’ll send you 760 Yellow Turban soldiers, 1,000 per soldier, which amounts to 760,000...."
Due to the early stage of the game, resources were quite scarce and precious. Furthermore, Solo Dance Wind was well-off, and he likely wanted to establish a good relationship with Sword Wind. Forming this alliance could significantly strengthen the alliance’s power. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Little did he know that Sword Wind was the player who had a grudge against the Deputy Guild Leader Peerless Worry.
After the trade, Long Chen had a satisfied grin on his face. Having a substantial amount of real currency was reassuring, knowing that it could be used to improve his quality of life. Although it was the year 2350, basic needs were met, but the environment on Earth had deteriorated significantly due to pollution, leading to a reduced quality of life in many places. The increasing population only exacerbated the situation. As a result, Long Chen was living in a rented apartment.
But now, he had an opportunity to afford a comfortable home.
Returning to the game, after dealing with the Yellow Turban captives, Long Chen led his troops to the office of the Yu Province Inspector to claim their rewards.
