I was a knight in the Middle Ages

Chapter 355: Logistical Support, Class 3 Prisoners

"Black slaves? How many do you have here?" Alpha's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he was full of resistance in his heart.

Perhaps influenced by his memories before the time travel, in his impression, most black people are lazy and gluttonous, and apart from their strong physical fitness, it seems difficult to find any other strengths.

Although after traveling through time, Alpha had come into contact with many black slaves and even formed a black army, the image of black people in reality was not as bad as he remembered, but their lax habits and undisciplined characteristics really made Alpha deeply aware of it.

"There are more than a thousand black slaves here, and most of them work in the coal mine in the back. But these guys are simply a bunch of trash. As long as we don't pay attention, they will be lazy and always think of escaping." Iron Man Marta couldn't help complaining when she mentioned the black slaves, but even though they were full of disgust, they really couldn't do without the labor of these slaves.

"Let's go and see what's going on over there." Although Alpha had not yet figured out how to deal with these black slaves, he knew in his heart that they must be dispersed. Otherwise, with so many blacks gathered together, trouble would sooner or later occur.

Then, Alpha turned to look at Nasha and the others who had been following him, and said, "You guys just follow Graya for the time being. When things are over, you can go wherever you want." Alpha knew that Nasha and the others had been following him to protect their personal safety, so after things were over, they should be given the opportunity to make their own choices.

"Yes, Lord Alpha! But I am willing to always be your escort knight." Upon hearing this, Nasha quickly expressed her feelings. She really didn't want to leave Alpha, or the strong man.

In this era, the fate of women is often miserable, but if one can follow a powerful figure, their life will be guaranteed. What's more, in Nasha's eyes, Alpha is a rare good man.

"In that case, you must work hard to master combat skills. I won't accept anyone who holds me back." Alpha looked back on the journey he had taken. It was a journey of countless killings and a bloody journey. Deep down in his heart, he really wanted to sit down and have a good rest, but things in the world were beyond his control and he couldn't afford to stop.

Afterwards, Alpha led everyone to the mine area behind the mountain. Once there, Alpha saw the extremely poor living conditions of these slaves. Fortunately, this was an open-pit mine area. If it was an underground mine, I'm afraid even basic safety would be difficult to guarantee.

While observing, Alpha suddenly noticed that there was a group of people in the crowd with quite unique looks. "Are those people with oriental faces?" he asked curiously.

The steward in charge of this place, seeing Iron Man Marta leading the crowd, hurried forward and explained respectfully: "Yes, most of these people are from India. Of course, some are from nearby small countries."

"Are there any people from the Ming Dynasty, a great country in the East?" Alpha knew very little about history, and this era was not completely consistent with the history he knew. According to the time calculation, this should be the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, and the people were in dire straits.

"Yes, but not many. These people went to sea to escape the war, but encountered a shipwreck and became our slaves. They are serious and responsible in their work, and they are hardworking. As long as they are given food to eat, they will keep working hard, and they rarely cause trouble." The manager was quite appreciative of the people from the great eastern country.

Just as Alpha was talking to the steward, a large group of people gathered in the crowd, more than a hundred of them, and they seemed to be planning something.

"Scatter away, or don't blame me for being rude!" When the manager saw the crowd gathered, he knew that the other party was going to cause trouble again, so he immediately pulled out a long whip and threatened loudly.

"We have nothing to eat. We are too tired from working. We need to rest! We need more food and women..." Alpha listened to these people's demands and felt that it was getting more and more outrageous. These people were slaves, but they dared to ask for women. If this trend continues, will they want to turn over and become masters next? It was ridiculous to think about it.

"Sir, those people are Indians. They always have some unrealistic ideas in their minds, and if they are not satisfied, they will go on strike. No matter how you beat or scold them, it's useless. But when it comes to meal time, they run faster than anyone else." The steward said, pointing to the slaves gathered in the crowd.

These slaves can be roughly divided into three groups. The leaders are the Indians, who are just lazy and all the reasons they put forward are just excuses. The second group is the blacks, who are really good at making trouble. However, they bully the weak and fear the strong, and are extremely fierce to people of other races, but when faced with the swords, guns, swords and sticks of the bandits, they immediately become like turtles. The third group is the honest people who just want to survive.

"What are their accommodation conditions like?" Alpha had some thoughts in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud. After all, this place is still managed by bandits, and he himself is seriously short of manpower at the moment.

"This is where they live, and they eat nothing but leftovers." The manager didn't think there was anything wrong with this. In his eyes, these slaves were just tools for work.

"Let those who make trouble go back and rest, and the others continue to do the management work." Alpha planned to divide these slaves into three levels. Those who work actively will be classified as the first level, and they will be provided with basic accommodation and food; those who work but occasionally complain but do not make trouble will be classified as the second level, and the treatment will be the second best; and those who are unwilling to work will be classified as the third level, and they will be placed in the worst place and given the most severe punishment, in order to force them to work actively.

After all those who had been working diligently were gathered together, Alpha took them into the best accommodation area here - where the black slaves originally lived.

"No matter why you came here, I take over this place now. I have seen how hard you have been working, and now I give you hope. As long as you can continue to work like this, I will give you the rights of normal people. In the future, you can continue to work for me, and I will pay you. At that time, you can choose to leave here, or you can start a family and a new life here." Alpha didn't care whether these people could fully understand it. He just wanted to give these people in desperate situations a glimmer of hope to survive.

"Now, in view of your excellent performance, you can move into the best accommodation." Alpha announced with anticipation, thinking that he would receive gratitude and joy, but unexpectedly, these people did not give any response and the scene was silent.

At this time, an Oriental man walked out of the crowd. He cleared his throat a little nervously and said in not very fluent English: "Sir, can we...can we go back to our original place? You don't know, the living habits of those blacks are really terrible. They even urinate and defecate everywhere in the dormitory. It stinks in there. We really dare not go in." As he spoke, he gestured with his hands, his face full of helplessness and disgust.

Alpha frowned, looking at the thin but determined Orientals in front of him, and felt a little bit of pity in his heart. Although he now had a Western appearance, he was still an Oriental in his bones, and he had an indescribable sense of intimacy with these compatriots. He patiently persuaded them: "The stone houses you originally lived in could not withstand the severe cold. If you continue to live there, you will probably freeze to death."

"Don't worry, sir!" The oriental man straightened his back, his eyes showing great determination, "As long as you give us three days, we promise to make this the best place in the entire camp. No, one day! In just one day, we can complete the renovation and let you see a brand new residence!" He was afraid that Alpha would think that three days was too long and would refuse their request, so he could not wait to shorten the time to one day.

Alpha looked at him, secretly applauding. He had always wanted to let these hardworking Orientals live a normal life, and now he took this opportunity, so he smiled and nodded: "Okay, then I'll give you three days. If you can renovate this place to a brand new look, I'll arrange for you to build Lista City. By then, I'll give you a normal life. Work hard, remember your own choice, this is a chance to change your destiny." Alpha's words were full of expectations, as if he had seen the new life of these Orientals in the future.

"Sir, my last name is Li, and everyone here calls me Locke Lee. When I was in the East, I built city walls, and I am very familiar with this job. I will definitely do my best to complete the task!" Hearing that he could resume his normal life in the future, Locke Lee's eyes instantly lit up with excitement. The life he had dreamed of seemed to be within reach. For a long time, he had been wandering in the darkness, and now he finally saw the dawn.

"Li, I'm entrusting all the affairs here to you. If you have any needs, no matter how big or small, just tell them and don't be polite." Alpha patiently explained the matters and turned around to find the manager.

At this moment, the steward's face was as pale as paper, bloodless. It was obvious that he had known that the camp had been occupied by the knights. His legs trembled slightly uncontrollably, and his eyes were full of fear and anxiety.

"Pass the order, have all the managers come here immediately, I have something important to announce." Alpha knew that he had to stabilize these people as soon as possible. If the rear fell into chaos, the logistics supply of the entire camp would inevitably be paralyzed, and the consequences would be disastrous. Time was pressing and there was no room for delay.

Soon, the managers arrived, with different expressions, some were anxious, some pretended to be calm. Alpha's eyes were sharp, and he spoke slowly: "I believe everyone knows that Lista has been successfully occupied by us. However, you don't need to worry. We are only targeting those bandits who are committing crimes, burning, killing and looting outside.

You haven't committed any heinous crimes here, so I decided to give you a rare chance. As long as you can manage the affairs here as always, you can return to your status as ordinary citizens.

At that time, it is up to you to decide whether to stay or leave. If anyone is willing to stay, they can become my hired foreman with favorable treatment. " Alpha spoke sincerely, trying to calm the panic of the crowd with these words, so that they can continue to work with peace of mind.

At this time, a manager could not hold back, stepped forward, and complained bitterly: "Sir, you don't know, when you transferred those obedient people away, the remaining people are simply lawless, they don't take our words seriously, and don't obey discipline at all. We have tried our best, but it is really difficult to complete the task!" As he spoke, he gestured excitedly and spitted, complaining about the passive sabotage of the black slaves and the non-violent resistance movement launched by the Indians, which made the situation of them, the managers, extremely difficult.

Alpha frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said coldly: "I will divide these slaves into three categories. Third-class slaves, if they disobey, can be beaten and killed at will, no mercy; second-class slaves, if they are disobedient, they will be punished with sticks to make them remember; first-class slaves, although they don't need to be beaten with sticks, don't even think about getting wages, just treat them as unpaid workers. You must treat them differently. For those disobedient slaves, you must kill the chicken to scare the monkey, to serve as a warning to others, so that others dare not make any unusual moves." Just after Alpha finished speaking these words, he heard a noisy clamor coming from outside, as if there was a commotion.

"Lord Alpha, something terrible has happened! The black slaves outside suddenly attacked us. They surrounded Miss Graya and the others. I'm afraid they have bad intentions and want to..." A knight came running to report in a panic. He looked nervous, and the words came to his lips, but he hesitated and did not dare to continue.

"Don't panic, take me to see what's going on." Alpha's expression was stern, and he had roughly guessed the situation in his heart. These black slaves have always been full of energy, and they tend to lose their minds when they see women.

Everyone rushed to the scene and saw chaos. The black slaves were shouting and pushing each other, and the situation was almost out of control. Seeing this, Alpha drew out his sword without saying a word, and with a flash of cold light, he instantly killed several slaves who led the riot in front of him.

In a moment, blood splattered everywhere, and more than a dozen heads rolled to the ground. The scene was bloody and tragic. The rioting blacks were frightened by this sudden and brutal method and became silent instantly. They could never have imagined that these people were so cruel and merciless, killing people without mercy.

"All those who participated in this riot will be demoted to third-class prisoners, and their sentences will be increased by three years!" Alpha's face was gloomy, with a chilling coldness in his eyes. With just one sentence, he ruthlessly decided the fate of these people.

"From now on, things here will continue to be left to you to take charge of. If any trouble occurs again, I will hold you responsible!" Alpha looked coldly at the managers who were trembling with fear, and then said no more, turned around and left, no longer paying attention to the chaotic situation here.