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The two of them leaned close together, and Xiao Tianbao kept telling Jing Chunxi about her father and mother, and the happy times she had with her two brothers. As she spoke, her voice gradually became low and choked with sobs.

She leaned sideways, her arms tightly wrapped around Jing Chunxi's waist, treating her as her only support. She sobbed, her voice filled with longing and helplessness: "Mom always makes delicious food for Tianbao, Dad takes me to the tea garden to catch butterflies and grasshoppers, and my eldest and second brothers always leave the good things for Tianbao and take me to watch the stars..." Her voice gradually faded, and finally it was almost inaudible, but it was obvious that she was missing her family.

Jing Chunxi listened patiently, her eyes gentle yet resolute. She placed her arm over her head, gently patting her back and occasionally offering a few words, trying to calm her down. She knew that at this moment, she needed more than just words of comfort; she needed a warm embrace.

After all, she was a child, tired of talking and crying. Little Sweetie's eyelids gradually became heavy, and she finally fell asleep in Jing Chunxi's arms. Her breathing gradually became steady, and her face showed a trace of peace after exhaustion.

"Miss, my name is July." A gentle voice sounded in Jing Chunxi's ears.

"Miss, my name is Jiuyue." Another voice sounded immediately afterwards, also full of worry.

The long-lost, familiar voice finally came right next to his ear. Jing Chunxi felt a little relieved, knowing that they had something to report.

She gently put down the sleeping little sweetie beside her, afraid to wake her up. The little sweetie was already snoring and sleeping soundly. She didn't move at all when she gently poked her face. She was really sleeping soundly.

After untying the shackles that Xiao Tianbao had put on her, Jing Chunxi sat up and asked anxiously, "Did you find out any news?"

At this time, July and September would definitely follow her. Ah Qi only regretted that she couldn't be invisible, otherwise she would have brought a few people to protect her personally.

Qiyue whispered, "Miss, we've already gathered some information. The hill you're on is the center of eight nearby hills. Officers are mainly commanded here, and the other hills are also guarded by smaller leaders and soldiers."

There were three to four thousand men stationed on this hilltop, most of them captured civilians, and the rest were soldiers drawn from the navy.

Jing Chunxi frowned, her heart filled with indignation. This bastard prince had truly extended his reach, not only bribed the officials but even colluded with the military. No wonder the people were living in such misery, completely powerless to resist. She gritted her teeth and vowed to free these people, but not to let the high-ranking perpetrators of this crime get away with it.

Jiu Yue went on to say, "There were even more people captured in the seven hills further inland, both men and women, and quite a few children under the age of ten. Those girls and women were divided into different hills and were left to be raped by officers and soldiers. Some even spared no boys or girls of only a few years old." Her voice was a little choked, and she was obviously moved by these tragic scenes.

He continued, "Those women locked up in the small dark room were truly miserable. If they disobeyed, they would either be nailed to death with bamboo sticks or be attacked by a group of men one after another. They would be left naked all day long. If they weren't beaten to death, they would be tortured to death."

July also added: "If we hadn't been repeatedly ordered not to act on our own before leaving, we would have definitely chopped those men into meat paste and fed them to the dogs." Her voice was full of anger and unwillingness, but she had to obey orders.

"We saw people dragging dead bodies out, so September and I followed them. There was a mass grave at the foot of every hill. There were bones everywhere, the stench was overwhelming, and the corpses were piled up like mountains. It was a horrible sight." July's voice was low and suppressed. He felt that what he saw was a nightmare.

"We estimated that there are about 30,000 to 40,000 people alive in the eight hills." September's voice trembled. Behind these numbers are the broken homes and heart-wrenching pain of countless families.

Hearing this, Jing Chunxi also closed his eyes in pain. No wonder many villages are now left with only the elderly, and even children are few and far between. How is this different from a village massacre?

So many people have turned into bones and corpses. What a huge blow it must be to the families who have been looking forward to the return of their loved ones! At this moment, Jing Chunxi really hopes to cut the dog prince into pieces with his own hands and make him pay for these crimes.

September added, "According to information we overheard from officers and soldiers, there should be another army like this on a hill farther away from here. They have no connection with each other, so their exact location is still unknown. I'm afraid a lot of civilians have been captured." She was so worried and felt uneasy about the fate of those unknown civilians. The situation over there was definitely not much different from here, and it was also a living hell.

Little Sweetie beside her suddenly turned over and let out a soft groan. Jing Chunxi quickly stroked her back, fearing she might wake up. Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she whispered to July and September, "Please help me check which hilltop on which ten-year-old boy named Yanqing is." Little Sweetie's relatives had been captured only two days before them; hopefully, he was still alive.

They both said in unison, "Got it, Miss!"

Jing Chunxi added, "Tianbao and I should be sent away tomorrow night or the day after tomorrow morning. At that time, one of you will stay behind to cooperate with Xiaoman, and the other will go with us. We will find a solution to the problem here as soon as possible." Jing Chunxi felt very tired, but he didn't dare to give up. He just felt a heavy burden on his shoulders.

Although July and September hesitated, they dared not disobey the young lady's order and left. Jing Chunxi was left sitting alone in the darkness, feeling the sadness of fighting alone.

She thought of Xiaokang again and wanted his help, even just a word of comfort.

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On the morning of the third day, with the sky just beginning to lighten and a light mist filling the air, Jing Chunxi and Xiao Tianbao were finally sent down the mountain.

In addition to the fat officer, there were two followers or soldiers who led them down the mountain. All three of them changed into casual clothes.

The fat officer's face was filled with impatience, clearly anxious to complete the mission. He urged Jing Chunxi and Xiao Tianbao to hurry up, his voice threatening, "Hurry up and leave! Don't waste my time!" His eyes were filled with viciousness, warning them not to resist.

Jing Chunxi held Xiao Tianbao's hand tightly and whispered comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Tianbao will be fine. Big brother and second brother will be fine."

The firmness in her voice made the little sweet boy feel a little relieved, and he stopped making a fuss about wanting to stay and save his brother.

Although Xiao Tianbao was scared, he still followed Jing Chunxi closely.

They were taken down the mountain like this, not knowing where they were going. Jing Chunxi was very excited, knowing that they were getting closer to Gouguan, and perhaps closer to Xiaokang as well.