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From the third hill on, Little Sweetie could barely walk. Her face flushed crimson, her legs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead. Every step felt like a struggle against the earth. Her mouth was slightly open as she gasped for breath, her eyes filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

Suddenly seeing the soldier's whip about to swing down, Jing Chunxi was startled and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Tian Bao would have lost half her life if the whip had hit her. She quickly said, "Brother, please be kind and don't hit me. If you hit me again, I won't be able to leave. I'm too young, it's good enough that I can walk here."

"Brother, how about this? Untie the ropes that bind us both and I'll carry her on my back." Her voice trembled slightly, her tone full of pleading, and she deliberately displayed an honest and sincere expression.

The soldier looked to be in his teens, his face still brimming with youthfulness. Perhaps because he had a younger sister at home, he looked at Jing Chunxi and Xiao Tianbao with a flicker of hesitation.

He looked at Jing Chunxi and then at Xiao Tianbao, and obviously felt a little sympathy, but quickly shook his head, as if he didn't dare to make a decision on his own.

Seeing this, Jing Chunxi was extremely anxious and quickly pinched Tianbao from behind. Tianbao shuddered and finally came to her senses, sobbing, "Sister, Tianbao's legs hurt, I really can't walk anymore." Her small body swayed as if she would fall at any time.

Then she looked at the soldier pitifully, with tears in her eyes and a sobbing voice: "Brother, my legs hurt, I really can't walk anymore." After that, her short legs continued to move forward, but every step seemed like a struggle, and she almost fell down.

Jing Chunxi continued to plead, "I can tell from the looks of it that Big Brother is a good man, please be kind to us. Look at our small arms and legs, we can't run away." There was a hint of pleading in her tone, and her eyes were full of expectation.

The little sweet boy also sobbed and burped: "Brother is most like my big brother. Big brother is the best. Ha!" As he spoke, he swayed and continued to move forward with his short legs, but every step seemed so difficult.

The young soldier felt a little embarrassed by Tianbao's words, and the youthful look on his face deepened. He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't refuse and ran over to speak to an older soldier. The soldier glanced back, confirmed they were the two girls, and after looking at Tianbao in particular, he finally nodded, agreeing to the young soldier's request.

The little soldier stepped back a few steps and quickly took over, helping them untie the ropes. Little Sweetie was freed and said sweetly, "Thank you, brother! You're the best, even better than my brother." This sentence frightened the little soldier so much that he ran forward, fearing he would be blamed for his momentary weakness.

The rope loosened, and the tension was gone. Xiaoman, who was following closely behind Tianbao, also felt a lot more comfortable. He quickly passed them both and continued forward, urging, "Miss, hurry up!"

There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, and he was obviously worried that Jing Chunxi and Xiao Tianbao would be punished for the delay.

If he was slow, he would be whipped, so he didn't dare to delay. Jing Chunxi squatted down, and without caring about Xiao Tianbao's expression, he reached out and picked her up from behind, and stood up quickly.

She hurried to Xiaoman's side and saw that the soldiers in front and behind were quite far away. She whispered to Xiaotianbao, "Since the soldiers aren't paying attention, give Xiaoman a piece of milk slice." Then, she handed a row of milk slices to Tianbao from the back of his neck.

We set out in the middle of the night, and it's almost noon now. These bastards didn't even give them water to drink. They are really vicious. No wonder Lian Xiaoman has no strength left.

Little Sweetie was very happy to see the milk slices, her eyes suddenly lit up. She broke off a piece, and hesitated as she stretched out her hand.

Looking at the dirty Xiaoman, she was a little reluctant. She turned her hand in another direction and stuffed the milk slice into Jing Chunxi's mouth: "Sister, eat!"

Even though the voice came from his back, Jing Chunxi could still feel the little sweet baby's coquettishness and the anticipation in his heart and eyes.

Jing Chunxi: "Delicious!"

The quail, waiting for food, couldn't close its mouth for a long time. Xiaoman was extremely embarrassed, but she couldn't bear to get angry at Tianbao. However, Tianbao didn't dare to disobey her sister. When she reached out her hand again, she hung the milk slice on Xiaoman's nose and refused to touch Xiaoman at all.

This little trick was no problem for Xiao Man. He raised his mouth and pounced upwards, and two pieces of milk slices entered his mouth at once. When he held them in his mouth, a fragrant and sweet taste came immediately: "So sweet!" He raised his head and looked at Tian Bao provocatively, but there was a smile on his face.

Tianbao looked at his two empty fingers in silence, suddenly snorted at Xiaoman, turned his head away and refused to look at him, pouting his little mouth and looking angry.

The deeper you go into the mountains, the wider the view ahead becomes.

Occasionally, in relatively flat areas, except for a few towering trees, all other trees have been cut down. On the top of the mountain or halfway up the mountain, there will be one or two large areas.

This place resembled the training grounds on Daqing Mountain, clearly a place dedicated to soldier training. Although no one was seen training at this time, numerous weapons, more than a dozen in number, were placed at either end of the field. However, most were wooden sticks and spears, with very few iron knives or knives.

However, there are still training equipment such as dart boards, plum blossom piles, and sledgehammers. They all seem to have been carefully arranged, and training has become a normal thing for people here.

Starting from halfway up the mountain, a whole row of houses are stacked one on top of the other, clearly visible to everyone.

Most of the houses were built with wood and bamboo, much simpler than those on Daqing Mountain, and easily leaking in. Although these houses were simple, they were numerous and could easily house thousands of people.

Once we got here, we began to see soldiers coming in and out, though not all of them were in uniform. Judging from their clothing and physiques, many of them were probably captive civilians.

One could tell their origins just from the numb look in their eyes. It was as if they had lost faith in life, had no hope left in this place, and had already accepted their fate!