Chapter 403: Enslaved in Ancheng

"Little Wu, aren't you just walking right into a trap?"

A small fishing village east of Chang County in Liaojun.

This was the village in Yanzhou furthest from Yan Commandery.

Chai Wu had trekked for more than two days to reach this place.

Looking at the familiar village, his eyes could not help but turn slightly red.

Once, he had a home here that was poor, yet warm.

Like the commoners in the village, his family at that time also made a living by harvesting and selling abalone from the sea.

But the Yuan Family imposed heavy taxes on them, and his father and mother had to leave early and return late, going into the sea every day.

After one trip out to sea, his parents and eldest brother never returned.

His eldest brother, only fourteen years old, had to take over his parents' responsibilities.

But unexpectedly, he did not return after going out to sea either; villagers who went with him said they encountered Goryeo warships.

His second brother, in order to protect the other villagers, steered the boat to block the Goryeo Navy's warship and was captured by the Goryeo people.

Upon learning this news, the next day he stole a boat from the village to go to Goryeo to save his second brother.

But he encountered a storm at sea; luckily he did not die, he was washed back to the shore, met by an Agency merchant who deceived him into going to Yancheng and sold him to Wang Yanzhong.

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get the tiger's cub?" Chai Wu smiled at the villagers.

As soon as he returned, he was recognized by the people in the village.

Almost the entire village came to see him.

However, he did not reveal his identity, only saying that he had been doing business outside for a few years.

"Sigh, you still haven't changed that daring nature of yours," one villager said. "Now we don't even dare to go into the sea during the day. Goryeo warships wander nearby too frequently; if we go out to sea, we will definitely be captured. A few days ago, Zhang Yazi was caught by the Goryeo people, and his mother almost cried herself to death."

"Zhang Yazi was caught by the Goryeo people!" Chai Wu exclaimed in surprise.

This Zhang Yazi was the same age as him and had the best relationship with him when he was in the village.

"Could there be any falsehood in this? Now the Goryeo people are becoming more and more rampant. Their warships sail directly to the doorstep of our Yanzhou. Yazi was only a few miles from the shore, but he was caught up by a Goryeo warship. Next, I fear the Goryeo people will come directly ashore to seize people," another person said.

"It's just bullying us because Yanzhou has no Navy, otherwise we would beat those sons of bitches," a young man said, his face flushed with anger.

Chai Wu pursed his lips and said, "These Goryeo people won't be happy for much longer. Our Yanzhou is about to have its own Navy, and when that time comes, His Highness Yan Wang will definitely deal with these bastards."

Hearing this, the villagers were all shaken, each with a look of joy. "Really?"

"Really, this is what I heard while doing business in Yancheng. It cannot be false, everyone just needs to endure a little longer," Chai Wu smiled.

The crowd nodded one after another, their expressions excited.

At this moment, Chai Wu took a piece of silver from his bosom. "Whose boat can I borrow for a use?"

The crowd sighed, knowing that Chai Wu still intended to go into the sea.

A man said, "What silver or no silver? Just go ahead and use my family's boat."

Chai Wu smiled slightly.

He stuffed the silver into the man's hand. "Uncle Song, thank you."

Having said that, he did not wait for the man to react and headed toward the seaside.

He recognized the man's boat; it could only carry two people.

Pushing the boat away from the shore and hoisting the sail, he waved to the villagers and did not look back.

The vast sea was misty and boundless.

The scorching sun baking the sea surface was equally unbearable for people.

Gradually, after the land was no longer visible, Chai Wu threw a net woven from hemp rope on the boat into the sea to fish while waiting quietly.

Before two hours had passed, a warship appeared in his field of vision.

He immediately hoisted the sail and pretended to flee.

However, the warship quickly chased after him. As the warship approached, mocking laughter from the Goryeo soldiers came from above.

Raising his head, he looked at the warship's deck and saw a net thrown down from above, trapping him inside.

Immediately, a rope ladder was thrown down. The Goryeo soldiers climbed down the rope ladder, raised their sword hilts, and struck the back of his head.

Everything went black, and Chai Wu passed out.

He did not know how much time had passed.

Suddenly, a chill woke him up, followed by the scolding of Goryeo soldiers.

At the same time, sticks hit his body, the pain making him open his eyes abruptly.

At this moment, he discovered he was at a pier.

Many warships were docked at the pier, and more than ten warships were being built on the beach.

There were many people with shackles on their feet carrying logs back and forth.

"Move fast!" Chai Wu could not understand the Goryeo soldiers' shouting, but he roughly understood what it meant.

Lifting his feet, he found his steps heavy, accompanied by a clanking sound.

At this moment, he discovered that he too had been shackled.

"This is Gaoli Ancheng Port?" Chai Wu thought to himself, while being driven by the soldiers toward the beach.

Arriving at a warship under construction, he was handed over to the soldiers guarding the warship.

Then the soldier called over a middle-aged man.

"Since you've arrived in Goryeo, be honest and work diligently, and you won't starve to death. Otherwise, we'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish," the middle-aged man said viciously to Chai Wu, surprisingly in the language of Great Song.

Chai Wu did not speak. The middle-aged man pointed to the logs piled not far away. "Go over there and carry the logs."

Upon arriving, Chai Wu had carefully observed the situation of the seaport and had a plan in his heart.

Not wanting to annoy this man who seemed to be a foreman, he walked toward the place where the logs were piled.

However, after walking only a few steps, his eyes suddenly paused; walking toward him was a familiar face, none other than Zhang Yazi, whom the villagers said had been captured by the Gaoli a few days ago.

Zhang Yazi clearly recognized Chai Wu as well; his eyes widened abruptly, and he opened his mouth to call out to him.

But Chai Wu immediately gave him a look.

The two had always had a tacit understanding back in the village, so Zhang Yazi immediately reined in his excited expression and walked past, carrying a log.

Night fell.

Torches lit up on the beach, and the voice of a supervisor man rang out, "Eat quickly! After eating, continue working. If the construction schedule is delayed, none of you will live."

The enslaved people who had been captured heard this and began to line up in front of several porridge stalls.

Chai Wu's gaze searched through the crowd and soon met Zhang Yazi's, and Zhang Yazi immediately lined up behind Chai Wu.

"Brother Wu, how did you get captured by the Gaoli dogs too?" Zhang Yazi lowered his voice.

"This is a long story. Let me ask you, what are the Gaoli building so many warships for?" Chai Wu said.

"I heard from those who arrived earlier that it seems to be for attacking Yanzhou by sea. The day I was captured, I even bumped into a Beidi man. That person seemed to have a very high status; even the Gaoli King was respectful to him," Zhang Yazi whispered.

During the day, they were whipped while working, but at night, they would curse the Gaoli while sleeping in a shed and gossip about things at the Pier.

Naturally, they understood that the person who came that day was the Gaoli King.

Chai Wu's eyes flickered; he knew in his heart that this person must be Wulanba.

The two chatted as they reached the porridge stall, where the Gaoli soldiers in the shed only ladled a thin porridge with just a few grains of rice into their bowls and gave them a dark, rancid flatbread.

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