When Wang Xuejun's African legion appeared on the road, the cruel officials who were guarding the children immediately threw away their whips and fled in all directions.

Wang Xuejun was completely shocked by the children's tragic situation. Then he issued a death order: "Catch back any of the cruel officials and bury them alive."

In terms of running speed and resilience, there is really nothing in this world that can run better than Africans. In just half a day, they captured all the cruel officials who escaped.

Then Wang Xuejun suppressed them, avoided the children's sight and buried them all alive.

There were about 170,000 children rescued, which was almost one-third of the loss compared to when they came out.

This shows the miserable misery on this road.

He brought the children into Changhuan City and immediately let the people who followed him identify their children.

As long as the child confirms his parents, if he is unwilling to follow the army back to Shandong, Wang Xuejun will immediately send them some food to let them disperse themselves.

After a day of screening, 150,000 children eventually became orphans.

Wang Xuejun decided to stay in Changhuan City for five days to cook meat porridge for the children and take care of them.

He had to do this. If it weren't, he judged that these children would never go back to Shandong.

The detectives of the Jinyiwei kept reporting the enemy situation.

On the third day, when Zhao Zhenwu tried to persuade Luo Luohuan less than a hundred miles away from Changhuan, he tried his best to persuade him: "My prince, if we don't leave, we will never be able to leave."

"Is only Luo Luohuan from Henan?"

"He is the only enemy now. But for our detective in Hebei, Ajige is also preparing for war. The army has gathered in the Ming Dynasty.

Although they didn't understand why they hesitated, once they decided to go south to cooperate with Lolohuan, it would be a day and night, and we would be attacked from both sides.

After three days of nourishing meat porridge, the children's bodies have recovered to a certain extent.

And because of the absence of whipping and oppression, coupled with the careful care of the local women hired by Wang Xuejun, there was a child's innocent laughter in the refugee camp.

But no matter what, every day, dozens or hundreds of children's bodies will be quietly carried out from the children's refugee camp.

In the end, they were unable to survive to reach Shandong and live the good life that Wang Xuejun promised them.

On the 4th day, Zhao Zhenwu reported urgently: "Prince, it's really impossible not to leave. You shouldn't be ready to take the Kunlun slaves of the 4,000 African Legion and take the 20,000 cavalry of Luo Luohuan."

Squeeze as much time as possible to restore your child's physical strength. But this is the last moment.

Looking at the team that could not see the head in front of the children and stepped onto the road to the prevention zone, Wang Xuejun's heart felt distressed: "I don't know how many young lives of these poor children will be swallowed in that yellow area."

Let Zhao Zhenwu take the brothers of the Jinyiwei to cooperate with his thousand Kunlun slaves to protect the children to advance towards the Yellow River.

Wang Xuejun issued a death order, no matter who it was or how many troops the enemy pursued, he had to fight to the last person, and he had to protect the children and arrive in Shandong without leaving.

The black guard, covered with weak children, swear loudly to God and firmly execute his master's orders.

After Wang Xuejun, with the remaining 3,500 soldiers of the African Legion, released Changhuan's people into the wilderness, he closed four city gates.

He wants to stand firm here, and use his big fish to fight for the children's retreat for a while.

How long has this period been?

Wang Xuejun decided to persevere until the children passed through the Yellow River Flood.

Even if Ajig's army heads south, he must withstand it himself.

Just when noon every day passed, dust rose up on the horizon of the southern plain, and Luo Luohuan's large group of men arrived.

Luo Luohuan really didn't expect that Wang Xuejun did not escape and was trapped in an isolated city within the scope of the heavy army group of the Qing Dynasty.

"Has Wang Xuejun kicked his head by a donkey?"

Yi Daohui, who followed, shook his head firmly: "Wang Xuejun's army has no donkeys, and his army's transportation depends entirely on the canal. So it is impossible for him to be kicked by the donkey."

"Then why did he do this?"

Yi Daohui could not understand Wang Xuejun's human understanding. "I heard from the report that they snatched the children we were going to transport to Beijing. Is Wang Xuejun also short of supplies? He also thought of selling these children in the hands of our master in Beijing for money?"

This is what a normal person understands.

However, Luo Luohuan shook his head: "The information on the sticks in the Qing Dynasty is not like this. After Wang Xuejun's management in the past two years, the entire Shandong can be said to be peaceful and prosperous.

The people have surplus grain at home, and his contracting method will make his treasury rich income.

Especially Wang Xuejun's industry, the arms of his arms factory have been sold overseas, and he has transferred a lot of money for him.

And the legendary treasure of his is inexhaustible. He will not worry about money. He is the one who is the one who is the least short of money in the world."

"Then why did he steal those children? Is he compassionate?" Yi Daohui murmured. Then he turned his head and asked Luo Luohuan: "Your reason, can you believe it?"

Luo Luohuan laughed: "Everyone in the world can believe this reason, I don't."

Yes, who are the superiors of officials in this era take the sufferings of the people seriously?

People are pigs and dogs, and human lives are like grass, and they are not worth mentioning at all.

If Wang Xuejun rescued 100,000 young and strong this time, everyone would understand that because young and strong can be enslaved.

But even if everyone thinks about saving a group of children who are useless, they will never think of Wang Xuejun’s true thoughts.

Yi Daohui suggested: "Although this city is not high, the Eight Banners Warriors of the Prince of the Prince still have to suffer some casualties if they want to attack. I think we might as well catch up with the team of children and lure Wang Xuejun out of the city. We will fight with them in the wild."

Luo Luohuan squinted his eyes and thought: "What if we caught up with that group of children, Wang Xuejun didn't care about it at all? We went back and forth in vain and delayed the opportunity to annihilate Wang Xuejun. It would be more than worth the loss."

Then he pointed at Changhuancheng with a horse whip: "I don't care what your mind is like, Wang Xuejun, think about it. Today I will surround you and annihilate you, pave the way for the Qing Dynasty to obtain Shandong in the future."

Yes, Wang Xuejun is the real master of Xinming and the soul of Xinming.

His wisdom, his treasure, is the greatest foundation of Xinming's existence.

Kill him, Xinming will be another small court in the Southern Ming Dynasty, a joke.

While the two of them were thinking about Wang Xuejun, Sui Jun Zhang Jing suddenly reported with excitement in his tone: "Look at the prince, the gate of Changhuan City is open."

The two of them quickly watched carefully.

Sure enough, the city gate of Changhuan City was opened: "You can't be Wang Xuejun came here from afar, and then saw that my king's soldiers were more and more popular, so he took the initiative to surrender."

As soon as he said this, even Luo Luohuan thought he was an idiot.

There was a rumbling sound of footsteps coming from the open city gate.

Teams of Kunlun slaves, wearing the strong armor, holding the scary Mo knife in their hands, drove outside the city, leaning against the city wall, waiting for the battle.

Luo Luohuan had never seen Mo Dao, let alone heard of it.

Yi Daohui had heard of it and wanted to say it, but after thinking about it, it was better to have less than more things.

Luo Luo laughed, smiling with great joy: "Wang Xuejun's head was really kicked by a donkey. We are worried that there would be serious casualties and injuries if we attacked the city with cavalry. As a result, this guy actually took the initiative to go out of the city to fight with me. He was indeed kicked by a donkey, and he was kicked in the circle."
Chapter completed!