Now that they had a survivor, they were not in a hurry to sneak out to investigate, so they took the child down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, I met Princess Zhao Zhao and Xu Ge. Princess Zhao Zhao shouted happily:

"Sister-in-law! Where have you been?"

Feng Ranhua glanced at Xu Ge who was standing aside with his head bowed, and then said, "Go and train the troops. Don't run around in this freezing weather."

Princess Zhao Zhao pouted and glanced at Bai Qi unintentionally:

"Little Ling'er's colorful bird is very beautiful, but there is only one of her. She is too lonely. I want to catch another one for her."

Feng Ranhua nodded. She knew about this. Han Jinyan had told her that Zhao Zhao had always wanted to catch a colorful bird. However, things were different now. Although the hidden military camp was far away from Shuixing Village, there was no guarantee that there would be no accidents. She advised:

"It's hard to find colorful birds in the snowy winter. You can come back next spring to bring people to plant birds."

Princess Zhao Zhao's big eyes flashed with innocence and a little pity: "Then, next spring, can Mr. Bai take me to catch colorful birds?"

Bai Qi snorted impatiently, "No time!"

After saying that, Bai Qi turned around and went down the mountain without listening to Princess Zhao Zhao's words.

Feng Ranhua was anxious to save the child, so he instructed the soldiers to escort Princess Zhaozhao down the mountain, and then he left in a hurry.

After they walked away, Xu Ge slowly raised his head and looked at their backs with a changing look in his eyes. Then he sensibly comforted Princess Zhao Zhao:

"Princess, you look exhausted. Mr. Bai and the others must be tired from the military training. Let's not make Princess worry. Should we go back today?"

Zhao Zhao put away his loneliness and nodded.

In order to avoid being seen, the child was placed in the weapon refining camp when they went down the mountain. When Feng Ranhua arrived after washing up, Old Gong had personally seen her and had already fed her medicine.

"If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago. But this kid is holding on with his last breath. He won't die for a while. I estimate he will wake up tomorrow." Old Gong said after seeing Feng Ranhua taking his pulse.

As he spoke, the child lying on the bed, barely breathing, suddenly opened his empty, cold eyes. In just a moment, he clawed at Feng Ranhua's vital point like a wild beast.

Feng Ranhua flashed a surprise, did not attack, just dodged, dodged more than ten moves of the child. Although Haiyin's moves were aimed at the vital parts, his strength was far from Feng Ranhua's.

Slowly the boy's face turned pale, and his punches became weaker and weaker. Seeing that the woman opposite him kept dodging and never made a move, he grabbed the quilt and huddled in the corner, tensing his body, grinning, as if he was ready to attack at any time.

Feng Ranhua sat on a low table and said with a smile like an old grandmother: "Child, do you want to eat? Chicken legs, braised pork..."

The child could still hold on at first, but as Feng Ran listed the names of dozens of dishes, his stomach deflated. He still didn't say anything, but his actions showed that he wanted to eat.

The dishes came, not chicken, not duck, not braised pork, just a bowl of white porridge.

The child looked at Feng Ranhua with empty eyes, picked up the bowl of porridge and drank it in one breath. Feng Ranhua raised his eyebrows, personally brought him a pot and changed for a big spoon.

The child threw away the big spoon, picked up the pot and gulped down the food.

Feng Ranhua didn't have dinner, and asked the servants to bring a bowl of shredded chicken noodles. She sat opposite him, took a few bites, and explained:

“Your body is like a dead person, full of holes. If you eat greasy food, you won’t be able to keep the next few carts of ginseng healthy.

You eat white porridge today, and have someone add meat paste to the porridge tomorrow. There is always a chance to maintain a decent body. "

Suddenly, the gurgling sound stopped, and the child stared at the Fengran painting with an angry look on his face, as if trying to tell whether it was real or fake.

Feng Ranhua laughed a few times when she saw this, and suddenly her charming smile turned into a sinister one:

"Kids, welcome to hell. We are famous for our crispy fried kids' jerky!"

The child said nothing. He picked up the pot and drank the porridge in one gulp. Then he huddled in the corner of the bed like a soulless corpse, ignoring the two of them.

Old Gong stood around the corner of the bed, wondering, "How can a ragged little body with only one breath left at the mouth wake up so quickly?"

It is not uncommon to see paintings with wind stains. In the end times, there are many people whose lives are hanging by a thread, relying on the desire to survive to hold on. They can always burst out with amazing fighting power at critical moments.

After that, it took everyone five days to find out that the child was ten years old, named Akong, and escaped from a training base on the cliff. There were more than 20,000 children and teenagers in the cliff, who fought with the imprisoned beasts all year round.

The wild beasts are fed a fresh corpse every five days. The fresh corpses are not enough to fill their stomachs, so they are always howling in hunger. Children to be trained are thrown into the cages. If they are not careful, the wild beasts will tear the children to pieces, and the torn corpses will fall through the gaps in the iron frames. The wild beasts will always chase the living to get a bite of food.

The training methods are extremely cruel and inhumane.

In fact, everyone had already guessed that the number of missing children was increasing day by day, and they were probably sent to the cliff. But no one expected that the one who was trained was King Xuan's ghost scout.

Everyone was extremely angry after hearing this!

Since the territory was close to Yizhou, Feng Ranhua accepted the job and immediately organized people to discuss the encirclement and suppression operation.

"Princess, should we wait until the prince returns before taking any action?" Fusheng suggested after thinking for a moment.

When the prince left, he reminded them that the safety of the princess and the young master should be the top priority.

Perhaps it was because she had become a mother, Feng Ranhua's hard heart had softened a little. When she thought of the dozens of children being torn to death every day, the blood in her body seemed to flow backwards. She impulsively and eagerly wanted to wipe out that place, so she had no time to wait for Han Jinyan to return.

She suppressed the anxiety and boredom in her chest and let out a long breath:

“We have 30,000 troops stationed there. We will bring 10,000 elite soldiers to clear the area and leave 20,000 to guard the village. We need to rescue the children first.

If there is an accident, dispatch another 5,000 people to support us, and we will fight and resolve the situation quickly."

Seeing that the princess insisted, Fusheng thought about the soldiers who were good at jungle warfare, nodded, and went to discuss the matter with the generals.

Before the end of the year, the camps began to busy themselves with slaughtering chickens, ducks, pigs and other animals and storing meat.

The soldiers stationed there were making frequent movements during the training exercise, saying that they were practicing digging canals.

The spies hidden everywhere smelled something wrong.

One day, at night.

In the Xu family courtyard, a servant girl brought hot water to Miss Xu as usual.

Xu Ge was dressed neatly and had been waiting for a long time. After hearing what the old woman said, Xu Ge raised his voice:

"You just want the child? Didn't you agree to take care of Feng Ranhua?"

The old woman glanced at Xu Ge coldly, "Fool! Feng Ranhua is very skilled in martial arts. If they were sure, they would of course want to kill her with one blow. Kidnapping the child was just a last resort. They wanted to restrain Feng Ranhua in the future."

"Feng Ranhua loves the child as her life. If we take the child away, she will definitely look for him everywhere. She will not have time to care about the King of Han. You will be gentle, generous and considerate, so there is no need to worry about not being able to capture the King of Han."

After hearing this, Xu Ge suddenly felt that it made sense. With a fierce light flashing in his eyes, he took the medicine.

A year ago, the Han Palace had to conduct a patrol to comfort the soldiers at the border. But Han Jinyan had only done half of the patrol when he received a letter from Mercury Village. He sighed.

"It's a troublesome painting."

"Sir Zhou, pass the order and return to Yizhou immediately."

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