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Hearing this, Sheng Huaigui narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the people under the city wall with a sharp gaze like an eagle.

Sheng Huaigui raised his hand, and the secret guard left and disappeared in an instant.

Delivering daily preventive medicine to the people in the city, spraying disinfectant throughout Yancheng for sterilization, etc., are all considerable tasks.

Since these people are sincere in their surrender, they can be used by him.

What's more, Xiling has captured several cities in Daning and has become even more arrogant in recent years.

These people were all from Xiling, so they were naturally familiar with the terrain and local conditions of Xiling.

Taking them in is also for the sake of convenience in the future.

"All soldiers, listen to my order and immediately divide into two teams. The seriously wounded will stand on one side, and those who have no signs of the Black Death will stand on the other side."

"The city is narrow and densely populated, so I have set up a camp outside the city for you to stay."

"Anyone who is suffering from the Black Death must not move without permission. I will send someone to deliver medicine to you. Those who are healthy must enter the city every day and wait for my orders. When you recover, you must obey my orders for free to repay my kindness."

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The people kneeling on the ground outside the city immediately showed expressions of joy, and some even cried for joy.

They didn't expect that Marquis Anding would take them in.

Those soldiers who had contracted the Black Death and were dying never thought that their disease could be cured!

They immediately kowtowed to express their gratitude.

They quickly divided into two camps according to Sheng Huaigui's previous order.

The city gate opened quickly, but before they saw the Sheng family army, they saw a thick white fog overflowing from the city gate.

Someone immediately looked panicked: "What...what is this?"

Han Pojun was still calm, but he was unsure and didn't know what was in front of him.

But in order to appease everyone, he said: "Don't panic, Marquis Anding has always been loyal and trustworthy, and will never betray us and harm us."

Behind the white fog, another group of people dressed in white, wrapped tightly from head to toe, walked out of the city.

They couldn't see who was in the white clothes. They only saw some people coming forward to take away their armor and weapons, while some people stood by with spears in their hands.

Only the last few people who walked out of the city gate held things they had never seen before.

"I am the military doctor under the Marquis. These are special medicines for treating the Black Death."

After hearing this, the people of Xiling finally felt relieved.

He put a small piece of medicine into his mouth and the military doctors pricked his arm with a strange silver needle.

Those who were in better health received a small bag of medicine.

They had never seen such transparent and smooth packaging.

Afterwards, except for a few dozen people whose situations were the most critical, the rest of the Xiling people were placed in temporary tents outside the city.

Sheng Huaigui only provided supplies, and as for how to build it, that was a problem for the Xiling people to consider themselves.

In order to control the black plague among people outside the city as soon as possible, Sheng Huaigui arranged his men to take turns to supervise outside the city every day.

At noon, the city gate opened again to deliver food to the people of Xiling.

There was limited food in the city, and the only thing sent to them was white porridge.

"The food supply in the city is not sufficient, so you will be given porridge for three meals a day. The Marquis has ordered that if you do your best to clean up the city tomorrow and the results are significant, you can have an extra meal of meat at lunch as an encouragement."

After the person who delivered the food left, the soldiers looked at the steaming white porridge in front of them with disbelief on their faces.

Most of them were born in ordinary families. There was nothing delicious at home when they were young. They only ate coarse grains and occasionally had brown rice, which was a big meal for the family.

The land in Xiling is barren and food is in short supply.

In their eyes, white porridge is something only the upper class can eat.

The pot of white porridge in front of me is as white as cream, and the aroma of rice is fragrant.

Before Kurban ordered the withdrawal, they had not had a full meal for several days because their food and grass were burned by Sheng's army.

Last night I traveled all night without daring to relax for a moment.

Seeing this pot of white porridge, many people couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

Han Pojun has become the default leader in everyone's mind. Under his arrangement, everyone can come forward and get a bowl of white porridge.

But the number of bowls is limited after all. Some people can eat the porridge first, while others have to wait for a long time.

Han Pojun could only arrange the order according to the physical conditions of different soldiers.

The soldier who received the porridge held the edge of the bowl with trembling hands.

The white porridge in the bowl is as smooth as a mirror, and a few grains of rice are clearly visible, crystal clear.

He immediately put the porridge into his mouth. The porridge was smooth but not greasy, soft, sticky and sweet. It melted on the tip of his tongue in an instant, and then his whole body trembled.

too delicious!

They had followed Kurban for many years and naturally knew how cruelly Kurban treated prisoners.

Not only do they have to take off their shoes and socks, but they also have to wear dozens of kilograms of iron chains on their hands and feet at all times.

The word "slave" was branded on his forehead with a red-hot iron, and he did the most tiring and difficult work in the army every day.

Even so, they could only get one dry biscuit every day.

If one is good-looking, it will be even harder to escape and he will be completely reduced to a plaything.

They had already prepared themselves mentally on the way here.

But I didn't expect that Marquis Anding would have such a broad mind!

Not only did they get to eat the extremely rare white porridge, but they were also given a chance to survive!

At this time, a soldier who was only fifteen years old took the last bit of porridge in the bowl and said to Han Pojun: "Captain Han, I, I want to follow the Marquis till death from now on. But I was born and raised in Xiling. Do you think I am too heartless?"

Hearing this, Han Pojun was also helpless.

In troubled times, there is nothing wrong with ordinary people or those who are forced to go to the battlefield wanting to fill their stomachs.

What's more, they were the ones abandoned by Kurban.

Han Pojun patted the boy on the shoulder and added half a spoonful of porridge to his bowl.

Fifteen years old is the time when you start to grow.

He tried to soften his voice and said to the boy, "You forgot that we swore to the Marquis this morning that we would only be loyal to him from now on."

Han Pojun was still scooping porridge for the people behind him, but his mind was no longer on the porridge.

It seems that he has also found a wise master whom he can follow for the rest of his life.

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With Sheng Huaigui's comfort, the help of three descendants of the Suo family, and the calming sachets that Suo Xiuming had sent earlier.

That night, Jiang Qingli slept soundly.

At six o'clock the next morning, Jiang Qingli suddenly woke up from her bed. This was the earliest time she had ever woken up recently.

She was worried about Sheng Huaigui's situation, and as soon as she turned on her phone, Sheng Huaigui's voice popped up.